"Fuck fuck fuck i'm gonna be late again" you complained as you looked at your clock that read 9:34. Your first class started at 9:45 in the Jefferson building, which was all the way across campus. Professor Hotchner doesn't tolerate lateness, the man wants everything to be perfect.
You got out of bed and went into the bathroom where you brushed your teeth and put on some makeup. Deciding to keep it natural you put on some concealer, blush, mascara, and chapstick and called it good. You decided to leave your hair down and go for a sort of messy look.
Heading back to your room you threw on a lace crop cami and some mom jeans. It was definitely more basic then what you usually went for, but it would work. You put on a pair of docs and sprinted to class.
"Ms. y/l/n you're late" was how your professor greeted you, despite only being 5 minutes late he was still visibly quite mad at you.
"I am so sorry sir I will try my hardest to make sure it doesn't happen again" you promised and headed to your spot in the back of the class.
"Girl late again, this is the 3rd time this semester" your best friend Penelope warned you about your sleeping habits before, as they have been causing you to be late quite often.
"I know I know but i slept like shit last night, those dorm room beds are terrible uncomfortable" you complained.
"Preach it girl, mine is hard as a rock" she agreed.
"Ok class I'm going to pass back your tests from last week, now most of you did good but a few of your scores were definitely concerning. If you're not happy with your score you can come see me after class and we can figure something out" Your professor explained. You and Penny were the last to get your tests back as you sat all the way in the back of the class.
"What'd you get. I got a 98!" she exclaimed.
"I got a 52. I don't understand how i did so bad, we literally studied together" you sulked.
"Awww babygirl im sorry. Go talk to him after class maybe it was a mistake" Penelope always knew just the right thing to say to you.
You have been friends with her since the 4th grade, you know everything about each other, you do everything together, and you tell each other everything. You couldn't ask for a better friend.
The class went by rather quickly and before you knew it, it was 10:45 which meant it was time to talk to professor Hotchner. You were nervous, which was odd because you're typically a very confident person but something about this man made you incredibly nervous.
Maybe it was the fact that you definitely found him attractive, it could also be because of your obvious daddy issues that make you afraid of authority figures but thats a story for another day. As you approach his desk you realize you were the only student left in there, which only made you more nervous.
"Sir I came to talk to you about my test score" you managed to mutter out.
"I figured you would. You've been struggling in my class for quite sometime y/n. What's going on?" he inquired.
"History has never been my best subject" you respond.
"Hmm maybe i can help with that" He said in a slightly flirtatious tone
"Oh yeah and how do you intend to do that? I fucking suck at this class." You asked
"Come to my office tomorrow at 5pm. Im sure we'll be able to figure something out" He responded, even flirtier this time
You left his classroom even more nervous than you were before. Was he flirting. I guess you'll have to wait and see what happens tomorrow at 5
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opposites attract
Fanfiction*college au* y/n is a spunky and rebellious history major at yale university aaron hotchner is her older, much more serious history professor one day when y/n realizes she's struggling in the class, she visits professor hotchner and asks for some e...
