Modern Day College AU where their psychology teacher (Professor Washington) conducts an experiment to see how long a certain amount of people can live in a house together. He says he will choose specific people to do it for a test grade. The ones ch...
I woke up at quarter past 7 to get ready for my first class. People had told me very different opinions on Professor Washington, the professor of my first class, so I wanted to make sure I left a good impression. I brushed my teeth and showered, like any normal human being, and went to get dressed. I put on a blueish collared shirt but then realised it was pretty cold so layered a mustard sweater over that and also put on some random pants.
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After managing to get my hair the way I wanted it, the time was almost 8:25. Class started at 9, so I grabbed my laptop case and everything else I needed before I ran out the door . The building where my class would be held wasn't too far away, so I wasn't in too much of a rush, but the coffee place in front was always packed with caffeine-crazed college students and I needed breakfast.
The line wasn't too long so I was thankful. Peggy, who happened to be the barista, took my order while we chatted for a bit about classes and all that jazz. I quickly got my iced caramel macchiato (i get it I'm basic) and my roasted tomato mozzarella panini from Peggy and made my way to the building next door.
I finally made it to Washington's class with a few minutes to spare. The seat in the very front was open, so of course I took my seat there. Not long after, John, Herc, and Laff made their way in. "Look who it is?" Herc smiled as I got up to give him a bro hug thing. I did the same to Laff and then to John, but I lingered as long as I could with John. We all took our seats and talked about random stuff until the bell rang.
A man in his forties made his way to the front of the class and placed his brief case on the desk. Everyone silenced even before he said a word. The man, who I assumed was Professor Washington, didn't acknowledge the class. Rather, he sorted through papers on his desk and proceeded to write things on the board.
The professor stepped away from the dry erase board and turned to face us. "I'm Professor Washington, for those of you who don't know. We have too much to cover, so there will be no syllabus explanation. I'm going to quickly take attendance to see who actually decided to show up."
He then went on through a list of names, which is when I realized the Schuyler Sisters were also in this class. I'm not sure how Peggy managed to get from the coffee shop to class on time, but I won't question it.
"Jefferson, Thomas," called out Professor Washington.
A little guy in the back of the class (I think his name was James Marston?) perked up a bit and said, "He's late." As if on queue, there was a knock on the door and a man with very curly hair and a bright purple sweater strode in with the utmost confidence. The man made his way to the only empty desk which was next to James, and since they were not too far from where I sat, I could hear their conversation.
"So, what'd I miss?" Jefferson, I assume, asked.
James sighed, "Just attendance. Come on, Thomas, it's the first day. Should you really be getting to classes late?"
"Madison, it's psychology. Is it really that important?" he responded.
"I beg to differ!" Washington intervened, "Psychology is the study of the mind. Tell me, Jefferson, do you think of yourself as crazy?"
"No, Sir," he responded, slightly in shock that the professor was picking on him.
Professor Washington gave a slight chuckle, "That's where you're wrong. Everyone is a little bit crazy, and you're going to see that in this class. Something I've learned over my past years studying psychology is that its harder to see when you're crazy than it is to see when others are crazy. And this leads me into our first big project of the year. Some of you will no longer be living in your dorms. I have chosen a select few to move into a house here on campus and you will all live together. The goal is to stay as sane as possible throughout the semester, but a house filled with college students is not exactly ideal living quarters. You will be given journals to document your experiences. Don't think this is an easy grade! You'd be surprised what parts of reality tv are actually real."
Oh, God, I hope John and I both get to do this project! Seeing him everyday, maybe I'll actually grow a pair and ask him out. I can cook for him, or play the piano!
Professor Washington flipped through papers on his desk, until he finally found a manila envelope with a list inside.
"Alright, this is in no particular order," he said, beginning to read through the list, "Angelica Schuyler, Elizabeth Schuyler, Margarita Schuyler, Alexander Hamilton,"
I looked towards the Schuyler sisters and smiled. I really hope we all still like each other after all of this. They seem like nice girls.
"John Laurens," as soon as I heard that name I almost jumped out of my chair and squealed. But wait, what if he ends up not liking me or something. Oh no, he's gonna hate me!
"Hercules Mulligan, uhh Marquis de Lafayette, Thomas Jefferson, James Madison," Oh, it was Madison!
"And last but definitely not least, Aaron Burr." Burr, sitting at the very back of the class, gave a slight nod.
A/N: HI GUYS! Idk how many of you will actually read this but it's been ages since I've published. I haven't forgotten about this story, don't worry! In the past few months that I've been MIA, I was starting in a new school but now that I'm getting the hang of things I'm going to try and keep updating. I'm not sure how regular these will be but I'll definitely keep updating. And thank you so much for all the comments, I really D check each one and smile :))))) I hope you guys are all doing well and if you guys ever wanna talk or give me an idea or some criticism whatever please feel free to message me. Alright well I gotta go. Goodnight <3
