unlikely // jeff winger x reader
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  • Reads 46,164
  • Votes 972
  • Parts 19
  • Time 49m
Ongoing, First published May 14, 2020
first day of college. dont get lost in the wrong crowd or stay up 3 nights in a row and come to class looking homeless. you know that. this will be a piece of cake. its just a spanish class, right?

lowercase intended 

mature content 

started : may 15 2020
finished : tbd 

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Preview: Yes, Valedictorian, dated all the jocks but it never quite was serious. I was labeled 'prude', 'nerd', 'hard working', and 'safe'. Standing up at my graduation, I wanted to say something no one would expect from me. I was always 'predictable' as well. I was normal as some people would say. I was always looking for the good in life and going out, drinking, doing drugs, having sex, or anything close to those examples are what I labeled as 'not good'. I played it safe through out high school and I really didn't have any memories now that I thought about it. As I stood, in my cap and gown on the stage, not daring to say a word to my fellow graduates that they wouldn't expect from me, I regretted it. Everyone clapped seeing me as the labels they had given me. But some how, I wanted to be different. I wanted to have crazy hair. I wanted to dress different. I wanted to not care what people thought of me. I wanted to be a rebel. I most certainly didn't want to 'play it safe'. *********As of March 28, 2021, story is being rewritten/edited!**********