Thomas Hunt X reader

Welcome to Hollywood U!

Name: ( 1st/ last name )

Hair color/length: (any)

Eyes color: (any)

Height: ( ___ ft ' ___ in. )

Career: ( your decision)

|•~• career=your field/job of movie star, director, or undecided •~•|

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"Remember ________ to do your laundry, call us or momma or daddy. And please DO NOT meet any guy/girl and la-"

" OMG, mom I'm 18 years old. Not 7 wanting sweets- "

My mother gave me the death stare. She knew that I was at the moment of saying something she didn't want to hear. One disadvantage of hanging out with guys, dirty jokes.

What's worse is leaving home and moving all the way to Hollywood. Reason why? I just been accepted to Hollywood University: Rising Star. A college for people to become in the Hollywood business. Movie Star, Agent, Director, and more.

"You hear me, _________ "? my mom asked.

I finally break out of my thoughts and realized we arrived at Hollywood U.

"Why are there butterflies in my stomach? I guess it's probably that I'm already here. And I don't know anybody." I whispered.

I got out of the car and grab my suitcases from the trunk. I faced my mom in the eyes and hugged her. Next thing I knew I'm crying, so was mom too.

"We're going to miss you sweetheart. We're also very proud of you, _______. Just remember to be yourself and follow your heart." mom said.

"Same here mom. And I will. Once I make it here, I will remember why I'm here." I whisper.

After that we cried a little bit and she got inside the car. She blew me a kiss and drove off. I wipe my eyes and grab the handle of my suitcases.

"I'm all alone. At the best university. Trying to make a career. Yay." I said sarcastically. "Well here I go."

I was on my way to the _____________ dorm until I bump into someone. She had wavy long blond hair and a great taste in fashion.

"Oh, crap! I'm sorry I wasn't looking, let me help you." The girl said.

"Ow! Oh, its okay you don't have to". I said. "Really I'm fine".

The girl help me pack my belonging back into my luggage. She seems really nice and friendly.

"Oops so impolite of me, my name is Addison and I'm learning to become a fashion designer. What field are you in?" Addison asked.

"Well my field is ___________". I answered.

"Wow that's cool, anyway let me walk you to the office for enrollment." Addison said.

After settling in my room me and Addison walked to the office. I filled out some applications and received my schedule. I smiled and Addison laughed.

"I can't believe this I'm enrolled at Hollywood U"! I squealed.

"Lets see who you have first... professor... Hunt"!

"What is he a h-horrible teacher!?" I stutured.

"Um...I wouldn't say that. He's a hard teacher who never smiles". Addison said.

I sighed know this day, not day but my year would be hard having this proffesor Hunt.

"Not only that but he was a swimsuit model". Addison blushed.

"Oh my that piece of se-"

"_____________! Stop it there's professors out on campus. Anyway let's- oh carp! We're late for his class"! Addison said.

We both ran across the campus, jogged up the stairs, and ran down the hall. Well, fast walk since another teacher caught us. We apologize and quickly ran to our class. Finally after five minutes of walking around the whole campus we finally reached the door. Addison and I snuck through the back of the classroom.

"Stop". someone yelled.

"Oh carp! It's Professor Hunt". Addison whispered.

We both got up off the floor and stare at the so-called Professor Hunt. He had black hair swept, a tan-grey suit, blue tie, and black shoes. I'm still wondering if he really had a job as swimsuit model. How can he with that attitude. He paced to the back of the room with an angry glare.

"You two OUT of my classroom. You both are late". Professor Hunt barked.

"We are very sorry that we are late. But can you just leave us with-"

"OUT NOW! You two are disrupting my lecture. Goodbye". Professor Hunt yelled.

Professor Hunt pointed at the door and Addison quickly apologized. She headed to the door without saying anything else. I remained where I belonged and stared at the pissed Professor Hunt. Addison fastened her pace and touched my arm softly.

"____________ what are you doing!? Lets go, before everyone see his pissed side"! She whispered.

"Funny... I thought we already seeing it". I said.

"How amusing who every you are, I told you and your friend to leave". Professor Hunt exclaimed.

"Well, I'm not leaving, I came to this University for a reason. Believe it". I said.

With that said I took a seat next to me and drop my bag. Addison was nervous as well and Professor Hunt watched my every move. I sat down and cross my legs and return Professor Hunt glare.

"Good". He said. "There need to be more people like you. Both of you sit down and take notes".

Addison and I gave each other confused looks. When Professor Hunt returned to the front of the room Addison was shocked.

"Holy shit, you just stood up to the 'Professor Hunt'. That was badass". Addison whispered.

"Is that bad"? I asked.

"Probably so if you want Professor Hunt see you as BAD news. Class is about to end soon let's finish up these notes". Addison suggested.

After a minute or two I looked up at the whiteboard and caught Professor Hunt glaring at me. I looked around and stared back. He was still writing the notes and classroom expectations on the board.

'Was he really staring at me or was it my imagination? At this moment I don't give a damn, the man writing a small amounts of notes and a boatload of homework. Well I better hope for the best tomorrow'. I thought.