Teacher's Pet

VII

a/n: i was supposed to finish this lastnight but instead i took my black ass to sleep! anywaysss, ik some of y'all already read parts of this so either y'all can reread it or skip past it, nnn i really don't care.

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Normani yawned as she pressed print, she watched the papers cascade out of the printer with tired eyes. She regretted procrastinating and staying up that late to finish because she was currently feeling the repercussions of it all.

"Z, do you have a stapler?" She asked as she gathered her papers and put them in correct order, she waited for Zendaya to pass her a stapler and used it to join the papers together. "Thanks."

"You seem so sleepy."

"I am." Normani mumbled, slipping the paper into her binder. "But I had to stay up late and finish this research paper for professor Knowles." She continued with a roll of eyes.

"Aw, next time don't procrastinate."

"I won't, at all. But, I gotta get to class and turn this in."

"Okay, have a good day. Love you."

"You too." Normani responded after slipping her bag onto her shoulder. "Love you too, see you later."

• • •
Normani was frustrated, in utter disbelief. Her eyes on the fellow Texan, if looks could kill then Professor Knowles would be dead and Normani would probably be at peace. There was absolutely no way in hell her paper deserved a D, a B+ was probably the lowest grade she could have gotten.

Angrily, she balled up the paper. Her eyes were nearly swelling with tears and her body was fuming. Fuck Professor Knowles and her fucked up grading system because if Normani's work was worth a D then this whole class was in jeopardy of failing.

She watched her sway her hips until she reached her desk, earning a roll of eyes from Normani. Maybe if she wasn't too focused on making the guys in the class gawk over her perfect physique and attempting to make her voice deeper than what it was then she'd be better at grading papers.

"What you got?" She heard, she turned to face the blonde beside her. Surely if she had a D then this girl had a F, it was only logical. "I got a C plus." Dana or maybe Deenah? said with satisfaction, this was the highest grade she's gotten in Professor Knowles' class so far.

"A C?" Normani repeated, her eyes bulged and she swore they'd fall out of her skull. There was no way in hell. "You have got to be fucking kidding me." She mumbled to herself, she gets a D but this girl gets a C, C+ at that?

Normani found herself getting out of her seat and making her way to the professor's desk. She waited to be noticed but it never happened, clearing her throat to get the woman's attention.

"Yes?" She asked, a smile on her face as she looked up at Normani.

"Um, I have an issue." Normani started, quickly she unfolded the now wrinkly paper and placed it upon the woman's desk. "I'm not understanding why I have a D."

"Oh." Professor Knowles frowned, her shoulders shrugged lightly as she briefly looked over the paper. "You can talk to me after class. As of right now, you should be reading what I assigned unless you would like to accumulate any more Ds which I doubt."

Normani took a deep long breath as she grabbed her paper, re-balling it and making her way back to her seat. There was no doubt in her mind that Professor Knowles hated her but the feeling was mutual.

• • •
Beyoncé looked up at the door of her office after hearing a knock, she sighed as she sat the papers down followed by her glasses. She arose from the seat and made her way to the door, opening it to see Normani.