Okay, Blondie (BakugoXreader)

Four.

          "How do you suck so bad at Pac-man, porcupine?" His eyebrow twitched.

          "I have a name." I chuckle.

          "Tch, whatever, let's go. It's almost 6." He sighs.

           "Fine, let's go then. Slowpoke." He grows a tick mark and we start running around. He chasing me, irritated, while I run, very amused.

-Time Skip-

          "Okay, well, this is my stop. See you, boom boom boy." I run inside before he could answer.

'I still have 6 more days until I get my acceptance letter. This is going to be the most boring week of my entire life.'

-Six Days Later-

After a very boring repeating cycle of sleeping, waiting, texting, and then waiting some more, the letter finally came. Going downstairs to check the mail was very.. interesting, to say the least.

"MAKING MY WAY DOWN TOWN, WALKING FAST, FACES PASS AND I'M HOMEBOUND!" Dad seemed extremely fed up with my antics, and therefore resorting to-

"Bedroom. Now. I have work to do. You cannot do this every single day waiting for the letter." I look at him with puppy dog eyes. "Those won't work on me, you should know I like cats." Oops.

Opening the letter was funny too. When I opened it, I saw a disc that I assumed had my score on. "So apparently they think I'm Jared, 19." As I said that, a hologram of Uncle Might popped up out of nowhere. I fell out of my chair, and hit the ground. Hard.

"Goodness! Sorry, Y/n. Didn't mean to scare you. Anyways, you had the highest score. You had 70 villain points, along with 24 rescue points. You pass, and you are in class 1-A. Good job, Y/n!"

          I was internally cheering with a smirk on my face. "Thanks Uncle Might. I'll see you in class then I presume?"

          "Yes. In fact, I will be teaching Foundational Hero Studies. Aizawa is your home room teacher."

I groan, having forgotten the fact dad was going to be my teacher. He would definitely embarrass me. He'd most likely roll into the room inside his sleeping bag. I mean, I would too, sleeping bags are comfortable.

-Time Skip to school becuase I don't know what Y/n does while she waits-

          There are too many things happening. My alarm is blaring in my ear, my dad is trying to wake me up, my sleeping bag is too comfortable. My dads solution? Cold water. Cold. Fucking. Water.

          "YOU BITCH," I yell. "THAT'S COLDER THAN GODS FREEZER-"

          "You should've woken up," he started. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have had to throw water on you."

          I glare at him with glowing eyes through my soaked hair. "So you have chosen death."

          He gulped. "I- ah- you need to get ready for school, your uniform is in your closet. Get ready." That brought my KI down.

"You better let me use your sleeping bag for today because you got mine wet." He nodded and walked out quickly.

'Hm. This outfit is pretty boring. I'll just tweak it a little bit?' I added some things to the outfit. I added fishnet leggings, a few bracelets, some meme pins I found, a choker with a crescent moon charm, and I added a neon green hair extension into my hair. I looked pretty good. Oh, and I wore black platform boots to make the outfit look decent. 'Damn. If I were someone else I'd ask myself to step on me.'