Trouble (JenniexReader)

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Finally, you've made it to the mountain's peak. After all of your hard work in college, you can finally say that you've successfully been to Hell and back.

"Are you almost ready?"

Rolling your eyes, you looked over at your best friend.

"Lisa, we have 30 minutes before we have to leave."

"No, we don't. We have 10 minutes. You stared into space for 20 of those 30 minutes."

"Why didn't you snap me out of it," you exclaimed, now frantically scurrying around your bedroom.

"You looked so focused. I wanted to let you sort out your mid-life crisis in peace. You have 8 minutes now by the way."

"Thanks for letting me figure out my life in peace."

"You are so very welcome, sweetheart!"

"I don't like you."

"Your outfit is laid out on your bathroom counter."

"You are a god-send, Manoban!"

"Go before you make us late for our first day!"

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"It's your fault if we don't make it to class on time."

"I don't think it would be my fault, Lisa. You are the one who let me daydream for 20 minutes. Plus, it's not my fault that you have to be a good girl, and drive the speed limit."

"Don't start with me, y/n!"

"I'm not afraid of you, Manoban."

"Get your stuff and let's get to class."

After grabbing your school essentials, you walked up to the familiar campus steps.

"Ms. Manoban, it's so good to see you here on this glorious first day back. How have you been?"

"I've been doing well, Dean Kingsley!"

"Well, that's good! Y/n."

"Kingsley."

"Can I expect to see you on your best behavior this year?"

"No, you can not."

"She's/He's kidding, Dean Kingsley!"

"Mhm. Well, I'll leave you two to it. Have a good first day!"

"Why do you hate that poor man so much?"

"He singles me out for literally no reason at all."

Ring

"Late. We are late."

"Not my fault. It was Kingsley's. You can use your charm to get us into class anyways. Ms. Park adores you."

"Let's go."