Professor!Reid x Student!Reader

•Perfectly Put Together Mess•

A/N: I'm gonna cross over with other fandoms btw :) ex: Supernatural, X-Files, Doctor Who, Star Wars?, and probably a bunch of bands too. If you want or have any ideas for a character or crossovers or events in the story, let me know.
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(y/n) walked through double doors of the school. "Only have to do that 179 more times..." she thought to herself. Currently a 16 year old senior... 17 in (your birth month). (Y/n) dreaded school, the constant bullying and comments she received weren't exactly something to look forward to every day.

"Geek girl genius, there she is," a voice exclaimed with enthusiasm. (y/n) looked ahead taking her glance away from her black and white converse. Billie Joe Armstrong. A senior like you, but turning 18 in February. Black hair, green eyes, skinny jeans, converse and chains. Not bad looking, but you never really had an interest. "Oh umm.. hey Billie." He was one of the people who would be genuinely nice to (y/n) every now and than; not exactly a loyal friend, but he would be there when (y/n) needed him.
"Alright crack a smile would ya? It's our last year, and hey, have you lost a few?"
(Y/n) looked down at her stomach, she lightly frowned but otherwise showed no emotion.
"I guess..."
You had a low self esteem to say the least... You did what you could to try and "fix," it.
"Alright, I'll let you go... chin up nerd, glasses are falling," he smiles and walks past (y/n).

(Y/n) of course realized what he said was an interpretation of the saying "Chin up princess, your crown is falling." That was beside the point, she pushed up her glasses and made her way to her locker.

666... "oh great..." (y/n) mumbled. She had forgotten that was locker number for a moment. After putting in her combo, and popping open her locker, (y/n) sighed while looking into her magnetic mirror. She set down two of her binders and kept a few of her things in hand. Most of the day was boring to say the least, not much was said to (y/n) for once. She spent lunch by herself at a table reading, listening to music, and sketching a little. Billie sat with her once to say hi but went back over with Tre, and Mike.

The bell rang.

"Finally... now history,"

(Y/n) made her way into history and sat in the back corner as she did in just about every class. Everyone spoke amongst themselves waiting for the bell to ring once more.

The bell rang.

There was yet to be a teacher in the room. So (y/n) took the time to analyze her surroundings, mainly out of boredom. She looked around trying to see if she could learn anything about her teacher, for fun of course.

The chalk board...
7 magnets in the top left hand corner, same side of the room as her. A TARDIS... Millennium Falcon, an ordinary book, a Delorrian, a dog, a quote that was to hard to read, and a sunflower that looked to be in the style of Vincent Van Gough.
This teacher seemed a lot like her but of course there was probably more to him or her, or even them. The overall room seemed very vintage and old with lights on the ceiling that seemed dimmed, almost orange. Still, it was just like any other average history classroom.

"Alright alright, everyone in their seats,"
A deep voice echoed throughout the room.

"My name is Professor Dr.Reid, but just call me Dr.Reid,"

Brown eyes, fluffy hair, and occasionally wore glasses. They were hanging from his pocket, so (y/n) had pretty much guessed.
She noticed his chiseled features. (Y/n) blushed at the first sight of him having never really saw a teacher as attractive before.

"So, how about we introduce ourselves?"

No...
(Y/n) thought snapping out of her sudden daydream.

Her heart sank.
"How about we start in the back?"

NO...

A/n: I'm gonna casually switch to second person.. sorrryyy XD

"What's your name?"
"(Y/n)" you stutter. The class giggles and you look around at them, slowly sinking into your seat.

"Y/n... (y/l/n) right?... you're only 16 if I'm not mistaken, I've heard a lot about you,"

You're too flustered to notice him eyeballing every inch of you.

You show a weak smile, scared you'll embarrass yourself if you talk. The class continues to giggle.

Dr. Reid shows a sympathetic smile, like everyone always does. The rest of the class gives their names, once the last person is done, the bell rings.

"We're starting with Romanian history tomorrow guys, so brush up if you can,"

You try to make your way out of the class without coming in contact with anyone, as smart as you were, you were pretty dumb to think you could.

You were shoved into edge of a cabinet and it scrapes your shoulder. You heard a burst of laughter. You took a breathe and even though you were the last one out of the classroom, you could've sworn you felt eyes all over you.

Even though you rushed out of the room, you managed to catch a glimpse of the before unreadable magnet on Dr.Reid's chalk board. "Life is just a perfectly put together mess,"

A/N: Really short sorry, but the parts will get longer as the story continues, promise. Anyway continue on with the reading my fellow earthlings :) (please leave criticism if you have any)
~ Cass