Pepsi man × Reader

Chapter 6

(A/n) I'm too lazy to make this a choose your own adventure so, oh well)
Coke was rambling on about how Pepsi was a horrible company, and this and that. You heard Lena bring worker wages into it and Coke shut up, pretty damn fast. Pepsi fucking ran like Usain bolt past you, why? Who the fuck knows. Tyler had come up next to you, "Hey y/n, the fuck is his problem??" He pointed towards Pepsi man yeeting him self down the hallway. You shrugged and proceeded to your next class. (A/n I forgot the order of classes, so for plot convenience, fuck you) In science they were handing out bullshit papers about the collage and shit, and how it's the best around or something? Which was even MORE bullshit considering the dropout rate was more than most other schools COMBINED. Pepsi seemed really interested in ripping up the papers and shoving them in his bag with was too much hatred, dude, chill, it's fucking paper, for a school you DON'T have to go to. "Hey... Pepsi man, what's your issue? " He huffed, "that shit school is ran by Coke's family, wonder why the dropout rate is so bad? Cause they sit you in a seat, teach you nothing, and then take their $400, 000 tuition fees" You paused.... That's a fuck ton of zeros to learn practically nothing... "Does your father, Pepsico have a school? " Pepsi man kinda looked pissed off, which was scary as shit cause he's like 6ft something and made of fucking metal, litterly. "No, my father thinks it's more important for the student to chose their own school, for what they want to major in, so he pays for kids tuition, for any school, with the exception of that one" That actually sounds, not only better, but also a lot less stressful, if only you had nice enough grades to get recognized by Pepsico himself. Lena and Tyler came over and you all started discussing the trip.