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Assistant: Title: Wandanat x Agathario x Reader
        Author: Simpfor_HOTWOMEN Simpfor_HOTWOMEN 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: College AuWanda is Slavic language teacher    Rio is the Landscape design teacher    natasha is the English teacher (poetry)    Agatha is the witchcraft teacherreader likes all four...if you read alr then I rewrote ch1...
        Contents: Chapter 1: Coincidence?
    

    


  

  
  
    
    
  It was no secret among your group of friends that you had a taste for older women, within a reasonable age range you would believe. Your friends- not so much. So it was no surprise to them when on the first day of a new college year, you started to develop multiple  crushes on your new teachers. It was a surprise that there was more than one teacher- that have vastly different personalities and looks but you always said you don’t have type. 
 
  The teachers you happen to develop a crush on were Agatha Harkness, Rio Vidal, Natasha Romanoff, and Wanda Maximoff. 
 
  A few weeks into your sophomore year of college, the crushes would still be holding strong. The more you found out about the women, the more intrigued you were with them but also the pressure of not wanting to let any of them down helped you stay focused on your grades as a bi-product. 
 
  One day, it came up in your friend group while you were reading a book on witchcraft in the renaissance for Ms.Harkness class. 
 
  “I don’t know if I’ve ever seen you invested in studying something that isn’t for some fandom you got yourself into…and you haven’t been doing that for the past two weeks due to the studying.”Kate said, making you roll your eyes before looking at Peter. “Okay one, I am still relistening to Epic like three times a week, the fandom literally tried to cancel Odysseus, which is wild but I digress. Do you agree with this Peter?”You asked, turning to the freshman who you’ve been friends with since high school along with Kate. He just shrugs sheepishly. “Kinda… but I understand. I’m the same way when it comes to Mr.Stark.”He says, defending you as much as he can. 
 
  Kate rolls her eyes lightly, shoving the boy. “That’s different, he actually mentors you and stuff. This one’s just doing this due to her crush on the professor.”Kate says pointing her thumb at you. You glare at her slightly before slapping her on the back of the head. “Say it louder, don't think all of campus heard you.”You say, looking around at your surroundings. The three of you all rest under a large oak tree that’s on college campus, a typical hang out for you three as it's behind a few other trees casting perfect shade. “Oh calm down, you know no one comes back here.”She says shoving you hard enough for you to slightly lose balance from your criss cross position before you straighten back up. “I don’t see the problem anyways, I’m passing all of my classes because of it.”You say shrugging causes the girl to nod before the subject is dropped as the three of you move onto other topics, while Kate does throw in a joke every chance she can about your crush. 
 
  One Monday, you barely manage to drag yourself out of bed. You wake up slightly later than usual, causing you to quickly jump up panicking as you run around your side of the dorm room getting ready. 
 
  Your roommate- Riri Williams, a senior- looks up at you with a slight chuckle escaping her lips. “Who lit a fire under your ass today?”She asks, causing you to playfully glare at her. “It’s too f@ck@ng early and I’m already running late.”You say the panic clear in your voice. “Calm down, your first class doesn’t start until like 30 minutes, plenty of time. Just…breathe.”She says before returning to her phone. It’s not the worst advice she’s given you since you’ve known her- and half the advice she gives is borderline illegal. Listening to the older woman, you take a few deep breaths to get your panic under control before going through the rest of your morning routine. 
 
  You look in the mirror one last time wearing a simple pair of black jeans, a white tank top with a halter neckline, a black opened short sleeve black button up and a Yankee hat to hide your face. Due to you not being a fan of make up- you never wear any meaning the beginning of notice dark circles and the look of someone with no little sleep is being shown making you opt for the hat. You double check your bookbag and the coffee you quickly made before beginning your 5 minute walk to class. 
 
  Walking in you see everyone except the teacher -Ms. Romanoff- in the room causing you to check the time to see it's 7:58, meaning class starts in two minutes. Shrugging you walk to your seat where you slump in between two of your classmates, Miles Morales and Kamala Khan. “Hey…”They both say, turning a smile to the girl who just sighs. “I’m here, I’m queer, I wanna go home.”You say to the two before going for a sip of your coffee
 
  Instead of a response from one of the two people beside you, you hear one from the front of them room from an all familiar voice- Ms.Romanoff. “Same”she says as she walks past you and your friends table- that is close to the door. 
 
  At the response you choke on your coffee, causing you to begin coughing not having expected for her to walk in and hear it. Nor realize that her response means she’s queer. Kamala and Miles pat your back as you set down your coffee. “M-Ms.Romanof…”You said just out of shock as the woman just turned to look at you. “Yes Ms.Y/L/N?”She asks her eyebrow raised, curious what your reaction will be. 
 
  She and -non-surprisingly- all the other teachers you have a crush on can tell you do. They all just so happen to be dating as well and have discussed you among themselves. All have been dropping hints of flirting when talking to you but never anything too straightforward where someone else heard they thought y’alls relationship might go beyond one between a student and a teacher. Though they’re not too sure you are getting the hints and if you do you don’t act upon them. 
 
  You just blink at her, having fully recovered. You also take the time to look over the outfit she’s wearing: a simple white button up blouse, free flowing, tucked into black slacks (outfit from iron man 2)
 
  
    ‘Her being able to raise her eyebrow should not be that hot’
  
 
  You just look at her collecting your thoughts. “Nothing. I just didn’t know so it kinda took me by surprise.”You say to the woman, your voice coming out normal as you send her what you hope looks like your normal smile. She just shrugs. “Never asked.”is all she says before she continues on with class. 
 
  The comment haunts you the rest of the day until you meet with Peter and Kate during lunch. “I found out something today.”You say as you sit down causing the duo to immediately shut up and turn towards you. Almost like two puppies hoping for a treat with their eagerness, and to be fair they both have complete golden retriever personalities. “Okay golden retrievers, you know what I found out today. Ms.Romanoff is gay. I mean looking at her I always thought it but I was like maybe that’s my I want her to be gaydar.”You say to the two. “That’s good right?!”Peter says excitedly to you before tilting his head. “Is that good?”he asks, causing you to shrug. “It’s progress but she is still my teacher, and she might be in a relationship for all I know.”You say shrugging as you begin to eat your food. “No, no, no! You are not going that gay rabbit hole of single blues. This is progress now we just need to come up with a plan for you to actually get with her.”Kate says grinning poking at your side, a shining spark of mischievousness in her eyes. “Maybe later, I gotta finish this book before Slavic Studies with Mr. and Ms. professor Maximoff.”You say.
 
   You turn to your bookbag to begin looking for the book but can find it anywhere. You look over the table seeing if you already took it out without remembering but no it's not there. You check your bookbag a few more times but still no use in finding the book. You think back to the last place you remember having it; when you had some free time during Landscape Design with Professor Vidal. Sighing, you look at your two friends. “Hey I’ma be right back I left my book in Professor Vidal’s class.”You say before beginning to stand up. “Going to go see if you might be able to score another?”Kate says teasingly, causing you to hit her purposely on the back of the head with your bookbag as you sling it on your shoulder before jogging off before she gets a chance to hit you back, laughing. 
 
  You make your way down the familiar hallway, hearing voices as you past some classrooms who have their doors open meaning the teachers are either talking to a student or one another in the room but you just bypass it on a mission to get the slavic language book. As you get closer to Ms.Vidal’s classroom, some voices become more clear meaning they’re probably coming from her classroom.
 
  
    ‘Alright this is fine, just think this through without being too awkward…and letting your anxiety take over. Just politely knock on the door, ask to get your book, grab the book, and walk out. Four steps you can’t possibly mess up’ 
  
 
  You repeat these four steps over and over again in your mind, trying to calm yourself down but actually just increasing your anxiety. Plus as you get closer you can hear words that are coming from the argument, not full sentences but fragments. 
 
  “I don’t know Rio I just…..” “I agree but….” “she might just….”
 
  You get confused at the snit bits you hear but just shrug it off as weirdness as you get closer to the door, the same four steps of ‘knock, asks, grab, leave’ repeating on a loop in your head. You make it to the door, the sentences now able to be fully heard but you just stare at the slightly cracked door with your hand hovering over it, willing yourself to knock. 
 
  
    ‘Why is this so g@dd@mn hard, it's just a knock. Why do I always get like this?’
  
 
  You take a few deep breaths backing away from the door and letting down your hand to recover your heartbeat, now actually listening a bit more to the conversation to think of a good time to knock once you get the courage. 
 
  “Just be a little more blunt maybe…..” “Professionalism matters as well we can’t…..” “you’ve never been one for rules anyway…..” “....education can’t be at stake because….”
 
  The four voices go silent, but you also recognize all four as all four of the teachers you have a crush on. 
 
  
    ‘Great…great just add more to it why don’t you. I swear what universe is out there hates me. Greek mythology might be right and Zeus just likes f@ck@ng with everybody.”
  
 
  That thought makes you chuckle to yourself before you walk up and knock on the door three times, waiting for an answer even though the door is slightly cracked enough to see the desks at the back side of the classroom. You wait, your heartbeat going a bit faster as you do. Finally a ‘come in’ is heard on the other side of the door. 
 
  You slowly open the door, hand still on the handle of the door as you shift the upper part of your body inside of the door just enough to see all of them. They all smile as their heads turn to look at you, before they look at each other all sharing a look saying ‘
  
    what a coincidence’ 
  
 
  “What can I do for you today Y/N?”Ms.Vidal asks, leaning against her desk, hands on the corners and legs crossed in front of her. It makes her look even hotter in the white button up, with the top button undone, the black suit jacket and matching black slacks (detective rio). “Oh…Um.. Sorry to interrupt your…meeting? ButI left my book for Slavic Studies on my desk during class..”You trail off sheepishly, a small smile on your face as your hand on the door knob slightly tightens a little.
 
    You don’t meet the eyes of Ms.Maximoff who you don’t doubt is not happy by the lack of responsibility. You don’t meet Ms.Vidal’s eye entirely either staring just slightly above her pupils at the line of where her eyelashes fall, you’re not a big fan of eye contact. You also don’t like all four sets of eyes that you can feel on your body, looking at you, analyzing you out of interest, curiosity, or plain boredom due to the interruption you’re not sure about. 
 
  “I was wondering if I could just grab it off the desk real quick? It’s fine if not possible. I can just come back after classes end to get you.”You say, not wanting to interrupt whatever important meeting they might be having, from what you could tell it’s about a student and their grades. Fingers crossed its not you. 
 
  A slight chuckle comes from Ms.Vidal’s throat as she looks at you. “I figured you’d be coming back.”She says, making you furrow your eyebrows before tilting your head at the tone she used. It’s a bit lighter, huskier than usual. 
 
  
    ‘Don’t look into it. Course she’d think you’d come back, you left a book in her class idiot!
  
 
  
    Hey! Don’t call me an idiot….i just have blind hope…let me be useless sometimes’
  
 
  She reaches around the back of her desk, her body extending onto the desk causing a slight arc in her back, before coming quickly back up with your book. 
 
  You track the movement quickly, managing to stop yourself from following the complete arch of her back and allowing your thoughts to run with the image. Especially in front of her and the other three. You feel a small blush coming onto your cheeks, happy that it's not too noticeable because of your dark skin complexion and the training of your face to not give away too much.
 
  The other three women in the room however smirk to each other, having seen the look in your eyes. The look of someone who’s trying to control their intrusive thoughts as they are all aware of what Rio is doing by reaching back instead of walking around her desk. Their eyes even drift down her body out of the corner of their eyes, not that you catch it. 
 
  Rio comes back up with a small sigh, the green ‘Sovakian for beginners’ book now sitting in her hand. She looks down at it before towards you, her fingernail slightly caressing the book's cover before tapping on it. “I saw you’d left it and decided to move it before any of my other classes could get a hold on it.”She says smiling, grinning at you before she slightly extends her arm for you to walk over to her and take the book. 
 
  The change in plan from going to a desk and grabbing the book to actually grabbing it from her hand, with the other three teachers you have a crush on in the room, causes your heartbeat to start speeding up again from anxiousness, trepidation, and suspense. 
 
  You walk fully into the room now, the door unable to hide the movement of your fingers where your thumb is scratching the inside of your palm. A habit you have developed out of boredom and anxiety, its soothing to feel the pain of your nail scratching your skin. 
 
  You look at the full layout where all the teachers are sitting in a circle around the woman’s desk with her at the top of the circle still leaning on her desk. You look around trying to figure out the best way to get to the woman- which is walking in between the space between the chairs. 
 
  You drop your bookbag- not wanting it to hit the women in the face- and then awkwardly walk towards the circle, turning your body and raising your hands to get in between Ms.Harkness and Ms.Maximoff. “Pardon, sorry.”you say to the two women as you make your way through, now standing in the middle of the circle before you turn to Ms.Vidal. You smile at the Landscape Design professor before grabbing the book from her, your fingers slightly touching. “Thank you.”You say sending the woman one last smile before redoing the same routine you did to get in the circle to get out of the circle. 
 
  You’re happy your back is to the women, a small blush on your face, you don’t like being touched at all unless you’ve initiated it. Like when you push Kate or hit her in the head, then she starts doing the same back taking you hitting her first as permission to touch you. Which it is, but the touch of Ms.Vidal’s fingers was not a touch you initiated but it wasn’t hated like it would be if it was anyone else, more so you’d welcome it again. 
 
  You lean down to pick up your bookbag, slipping your book into the bag before throwing your bookbag back onto your back. You turn to your teachers, sending them all one last smile with a quick ‘goodbye professors’ before making your way to the door.
 
  “Y/N.’the familiar voice of Ms.Maximoff says, calling your name causing you to stall the door, your hand resting on the handle. You furrow your eyebrows, curious what she might need to talk to you about. 
 
  
    ‘What if I’m going to be lectured due to forgetting her book, or worse what if they were talking about me and since I walked in the room they don’t have to wait to have the conversation with me. 
  
 
  
    Maybe just breathe and turn around before you start seeming rude to the woman and end up worse than you already are. 
  
 
  
    Sh@t yeah I forgot about that’
  
 
  You turn around at the thought, a small nervous smile on resting on your face as you slip your free hand into your jean pocket while the other is gripping your bookbag strap, a little tight which is normal because you like the wrinkles it makes when the strap is compressed but this time it's a bit tighter than usual. 
 
  “Yes ma’am?”You ask, your voice betraying you when a hint of nervousness causes it to shake from its normal volume. The woman smiles at you, one that doesn’t comfort you as it usually does. 
 
  The woman is in a white turtleneck, a brown pea coat draped on the back of her seat that she obviously took off, and a pair of khaki slacks. 
 
  “Pull up a chair and sit down, we all need to talk to you.”She says, before she looks at the other three in the room, who all slightly have a face of confusion. She sends them all a wink, as if saying following her lead. All three look at each other, but put all their faith in their girlfriend. 
 
  “
  Yes ma’am”You say before going to one of the tables and grabbing a chair before sitting it just outside of the circle, where you can see all of them but not mess up their arrangement. Agatha’s back is to something she notices as she moves her chair to be facing front just like Rio’s is. 
 
  You take off your bookbag and place it leaning against the leg of your chair before resting your hands in your pocket, as they nervously fiddle with the strings in them and your leg bounces up and down in anxiety and because of your inability to stay still for long times. 
 
  
    ‘What if they think i’ve been cheating on all my test or something and have me redo all my assignments? Or get me kicked out of the program? Oh god….momma would kill me and be so disappointed. I can’t let that happen’
  
 
  “You have no reason to be nervous Y/N.”She says causing your anxiety to flare up more because those words mean you do have a reason to be nervous, cause nothing good ever comes after those words. They are meaningless to aid you into a false sense of safety and comfortability. 
 
  Wanda sensing this change as your leg begins tapping even faster, now both legs rather than just one. She does the one thing she can think of. She reaches and lightly places a hand on top of your knee. “Everything we’re gonna tell you is good news, you really have no reason to be nervous 
  
    vozlyublennyy”
  
   She says her accent coming out even more than usual as it wraps around the last word. 
 
  Your leg isn’t shaking anymore due to the touch as you don’t want to shake her hand as it rests on your leg, the warmth of her hand an abnormal feeling as it rushes through your pants as if it's skin on skin. Your foot now has begun tapping on the floor, just the top meaning your leg isn’t moving while doing so, to a beat to a song that’s in your head. 
 
  “What does that mean?”You asks, the nervousness in your voice letting up a bit as its filled with hints of genuine curiosity at the word. “Nothing important, just something of comfort in russian. I’ll teach it to you later in the year.”Wanda says lying with a smile on her face. “Ok.”You say to the woman shrugging it off, your mind now trying to break apart the word. 
 
  The teachers can see it in your eyes as you retreat into your head, your eyes having the same look you usually have in class when you’re doing a problem and won’t ask for help until the end of class- if at all- because you want to figure it out yourself. They say nothing as you do, Wanda removing her hand from your leg seeing that the tapping and the leg shaking have slowed down to a usual rhythm similar to one you have in class. 
 
  
    ‘Vozlyublennyy, the first part of it sounds like voz which means who. 
  
 
  
    She said it's something comforting so maybe it just depends on who you say it to. If we remove that its the lyublenny, blenny means bleached. So we have who blank bleached.
  
 
  
     That makes no sense if it's a word of comfort. 
  
 
  
    Maybe because like in english, language doesn’t work like that idiota.
  
 
  
    Don’t switch to spanish on me, you know I don’t know it. I only know English and French, and I'm learning russian. Which you know cause you’re me, 
  
 
  
    Fine. le crétin’
  
 
  A sigh escapes your mouth as you give up before tuning back into the teachers who are all watching you with hints of amusement and sparks of something else in their eyes. “Sorry…zoned out a little”You say, noticing the eyes who probably had been watching you the whole time while you zoned out trying to figure out the word and talking to yourself. “It’s fine dear”Ms.Harkness says, causing you to just nod, a bit of embarrassment still there.
 
  “What we wanted to talk with you about is you becoming our teacher’s aid.”Wanda says, pulling your attention back to the conversation. The three women understand what their girlfriend is trying to do. “You have all the grades for it, you’re the top student in all of our classes which you know, which makes you perfect for the position.”She says, a smirk coming onto her face and the others as you gain a small smile at the praise. 
 
  You're not used to praise too much from anyone unless you do the best in academics, and tha was on every report card back in highschool since then its went down. So hearing it from your teachers makes you nervous a bit but also happy, still unsure on how to take compliments from those who aren't completely your equal. 
 
  “You would be all of our teacher’s aid. We’d switch out everyday, or week depending on how hectic each person’s week is. You would just stay after school with us everyday until 6 pm”Natasha says but you tilt your head a bit confused.  
 
  You raise your hand, stopping the teachers from continuing as they gesture for you to start talking causing you to slightly blush at putting up your hand. “...sorry.”you mumble before looking back up at them from your lap. “I just have a question? Why do you need a teacher’s aid Ms.Maximoff, I thought your brother, Mr.Maximoff was your teacher's aid?”You says to the woman. “Friday was his last day.”she says, causing you to just nod. 
 
  “...and if I agree?”You asks, trying to weigh the pro and cons in your head. “Well, you would have to put it in through the college to be hired, meaning you’ll be paid. You would still take classes just spend extra time with us, so not that much of a change.”Ms.Vidal says. You nod.
 
  
    ‘Its not a bad offer, we need the money anyway. The newspaper sucks and we both know it. You were looking for a second job anyway and now its dropped in your lap.
  
 
  
    And… more time with the hot teachers we like, which could never be wrong
  
 
  
    Yes it can! We keep getting feelings for people in their 30s and 40s who we cant have!
  
 
  
    The age doesn’t matter and you know it, its just that their your teachers.
  
 
  
    …yesh but we have nothing better and it pays so…i guess I’m taking it’
  
 
  “Ok. do I need to get some papers from your first or just go to the superintendent at the end of the day?”You asks looking between the women who’s faces all light up with a grin of mischeviousness, similar to Kate’s, but their eyes are a bit darker. 
 
  
    ‘Imagine if it was from l@st, imagine completely dilated pupils on them while all five of us are having-
  
 
  
    Cutting that off right now’
  
 
  You lean back a little, turning your neck as to crack it, to cover up the fact that you’re looking at the ceiling to avoid any thoughts going deeper into the gutter. The women who are watching you though, look at your neck as you l=lean it back, showing it in its entirety. All thinking of sexual fantasties that involve them and your neck. 
 
  “Professors?”you asks once your head looks back at them, they look almost dazed. 
 
  
    ‘What if you just teased them by showing them your neck and their thinking of things.
  
 
  
    Ha, as if. That’s like a 1 in a million chance’
  
 
  “...you can check in with the superintendent by the end of the day. If needed you can come to our offices if you need us to signature anything to approve you.”Natasha says, being the quickest one to recover. “Thank you ma’am. Is there anything else?”You asks. “Yeah…”Agatha says before taking out a card, a business card is what it almost looks like. “If you have any more questions where you can’t come to us in out office cause the school day ends. Our phone numbers are on there, our personal ones. Call it anytime, one of us will pick up..”She says, causing you to take the card looking over it as each of their name is on the card along with a number. “Thank you ma’am.”You say before standing up, grabbing your book bag and leaving out the door. 
 
  “Darling, i think that was a smart idea of you.”Agatha says, tilting Wanda’s head with her finger to look at her, a smirk on her face as Wanda has a smile on hers. “I know.”she says her smile becoming a bit of a cocky grin as her lips ghost over Agatha’s before they lean completely in and kiss each other. Its a quick one, fast and fierce as the lunch hour comes to an end. 
 
  “We all have classes to get to now, but…i think we might be getting a visit and some phone calls comet he end of the night.”Rio says to the three woman as they start leaving her room, a devious smirk on all of their faces as a plan has been set in place. 

  Switched to 3rd person...just a bit easier...
 
  The end of the day comes with Y/N exiting her last class of the day to see Kate and Peter talking to each other by the door, Miles and Kamala not too far behind them as they walk down the hallway. She smiles at her friends as they stop talking after seeing she’s exited the room. “Hey guys.”She says as Kate stops leaning against the wall and the trio begin to walk towards the other two. “Miles, Kamala!”Peter says, calling out to them smiling before they get right beside them causing the duo to turn around, Y/N draping her arm over Miles' shoulders. 
 
  “So what are we talking about?”She asks, causing Peter to shrug turning to Kate expectantly. “I met a hot blonde.”Kate says, causing Y/N to raise her eyebrows. “That is all you can give about her?”She asks. “No…she’s blonde, green eyes, hot, has an accent. I bumped into her in the hallway, she snapped at me before continuing to walk by.”Kate says, causing Y/N to roll her eyes. “So she’s a hot b@tch is what I’m hearing,”Y/N says, causing Kate to shrug. “Yeah but come on, Peter back me up here. You were there.”She says, pushing the boy's arm. Y/N sends Miles a look saying ‘idiots’ causing the boy to chuckle as she takes her arm off his shoulder. “I don’t know. I’m useless when it comes to this.”Peter fumbles out. “Yeah Peter can’t even talk to MJ so he’s not the best to help you.”Kamala says, causing them to laugh as Peter blushes furiously trying to stumble out a sentence in his own defense.
 
  
    ‘Grab i forgot I gotta get those papers’
  
 
  “Hey guys, go ahead and I’ll meet you just text me where we are hanging out this time. Gotta get some papers from the office.”Y/N says to the quartet, Kate having a smirk on her face. “Does this have to do anything with your disappearance at lunch?”She asks, causing the two unknowing members of the group to look confused. “What happened at lunch?”Kamala asks, causing Y/N to shrug. “Kinda…I’ll explain later.”She says quickly before turning and walking back into the school and towards the office, sending Riri a text to let her know she has the dorm to herself for a few hours. 
 
  She walks into the office to see the secretary, Ms.Lewis but she has the students call her Darcy. “Hey Darcy.”Y/N says walking into the office, a smile on her face. “Hello, what can I do for you today?”She asks as Y/N leans her arms on the desk, having her lean down a little. “...I was told to come here to get papers for being a teaching aid.”She says, causing Darcy to nod before she begins to roll around her desk area, grabbing some papers from the back of the area. “Alright, here you go. Just need you to sign here and here and then get the teacher or teachers you’ll be helping to sign on the lines and blanks as indicated.”Darcy says as Y/N scrambles into her pocket to pull out a pen to sign the points. “Alright thank you Darcy, have a nice day.”She says sending the woman a small two finger salute, grin plastered on her face before she begins her walk down the hall.
 
  Y/N checks the time on her phone seeing its only 4 pm meaning office hours for teachers are still open. She also sees a text from Peter and another from Riri. She decides to check the messages later and get the signatures while she can. 
 
  She makes her way to Ms.Romanoff’s office first since hers is closest, and it's in the order of her schedule in which she is getting the signatures.  She knocks on the office door, rocking back and forth, before she hears a ‘come in’. She opens the door, surveying the room before meeting the red-heads eyes. “Hey Ms.Romanoff, I got the papers but I need you to sign for your part of the papers.”Y/N says holding up the papers before the woman waves her hand indicating for the girl to come in. She nods, smiling before sitting across from the woman and sliding the papers towards her. “Alright, let me see.”the older woman says, turning away from grading papers and reading over where she needs to sign. She quickly signs the three spots needed and then hands the girl back the papers with a small smirk on her face. “Glad you took us up on our proposition. I’m sure we’ll enjoy learning more about each other in our time together.”the woman says, quaking her eyebrow up, the smirk deepening with mischievous intent. “Me too.”Y/N says, sending the woman an all too knowing grin before walking out of the room and heading towards the next class, Slavic Languages. 

  . 
 
  
    At this point….she’s flirting and what does it hurt to flirt back a little
  
 
  
    Before you play with fire do think twice ~ 
  

  
    And if you get burned baby don’t you be surprised~
  
 
  
    Fair enough….now that’s all i can think about
  
 
  
    You got me lifted, drifted, higher than the ceiling
  

  
    And oh we its the ultimate feeling
  

  
    You got me lifted, feeling so gifted
  

  
    Sugar how u get so fly
  
 
  
    Such a great song!
  
 
  Once she finishes getting all of her signatures she checks the message from Peter letting her know they are meeting up at the abandoned building making her smile. She makes her way to the dorm, needing to grab some things to do at the building before making her way over.
 
  Walking into the dorm she sees two heads turn to her, Riri and her girlfriend Shuri. Silence overtakes the three. “Y/N, look can you settle this.”Riri says to the girl, causing her to look between the two. “Lowkey, rather walk in on yall making out but sure. Talk fast.”Y/N says before making her way around her side of the dorm to grab some things. 
 
  “You can agree that pipabeth is a thing right?”Riri asks, causing Y/N to nod. “Duh Piper’s charm speaks works on Annabeth, why? Shuri, do you not?”Y/N asks, looking at the woman stopping from finishing packing her duffel and turning to the woman. “No I’m just saying, Percy and Annabeth exist for a reason, and Piper is a daughter of Aphrodite, her charm speak works on everyone.”Shuri says shrugging. “Ok didn;t know you were
  
     homophobic
  
  . By the way, her charming speak doesn’t work on Nico because he’s not attracted to women. Discuss among yourselves!”Y/n says before walking out of her dorm, chuckling as she hears the two begin to argue about the topic again. 
 
  She quickly makes her way to the abandoned building they typically hang out at- a random concrete building that is still unkempt by them just to hang out in. Some vegetation has begun to grow through it giving it the typical old building aesthetic but it's great for them as no one else knows of it as far as they are aware. 
 
  She walks in. “Your saving grace has arrived!”She screams throughout the building before hearing the commotion of footsteps running through the area. The building is four stories tall, and you can get to all four levels safely so they always spread out, hanging out all together or by themselves but knowing that the others are there. 
 
  “What took you so long?”Kate asks as she comes down first the others following right behind her. “Talking to the four”Y/n says to the girl, the four being the name that they have began to deem the four teachers she’s crushing on. Deciding its easier than saying something like the professors or whatever else that might get them caught. A smirk comes on Kate’s face as she crosses her arms “oh, the four kept you overtime , huh. Thought you were applying to be a teacher’s aid.”She says, causing Y/n to chuckle. “Funny story, I’m all of their student aids.”She says loud enough for everyone to hear. 
 
  This causes an outbursts of overlapping commotion flooding from everyone’s mouth. The main questions of ‘what, when, where, how, and why’ easily slip in among the mix. Y/n just sits letting them get out all of the commotion knowing they need it before lifting up her hand. “I’ll answer you all but first…let me begin my masterpiece. You can ask me questions as I work.”She says gesturing to the black nike duffel bag that rests on her shoulder oath paint cans and brushes inside for graffiti work. Something her and Miles bonded over is them both being graffiti painters so they’ve turned the hangout into their own personal display for their art work. 
 
  The four continue to whisper among themselves as they make it to the second floor of the building, the sunlight beaming down on them heavily. A reason why Y/n picked this floor is because it has the most windows meaning more sunlight, and warmth. It just gives her a freeing vibe as she does her artwork. 
 
  She starts setting everything up before gesturing to the four who have found purchase on random items in the room she’s painting in. random stools and chairs they’ve found or brought into the building being their main seating places. Peter is sitting, legs swinging over the floor where if he leans too far forward he’ll fall through but they’ve all done it so they don’t worry. 
 
  “Ask away.”Y/N says as she starts mixing the white paint to clear and prep the wall for the design she wants to put on it, taking the gigantic pain roller and painting the section of the wall white. The rest of the wall stayed its typical faded grey-ish green color.
 
   “What are you making right now?”Miles asks, red headphones hanging around his neck over the black hoodie he wears. A few white paint splatters to show he’s been doing some painting as well before the girl came. “I have a basic idea.”She says unfolding the sketch she’s been working on and handing it to the boy before going back to the wall. “Who’s the man?”he asks as he looks over the drawing, the others peeking at it over his shoulder but none commenting. “Zeus.”She says before she puts down the roller and backing up to see the wall. “That seems like enough space Miles?”She asks, knowing the boy can notice these things a lot better than she can. “Yeah you're good Y/N/N” He says, making you nod. You put out your hand for the folded drawing in which he hands it back. 
 
  She then scans the face of everyone else, mainly Kamala and Kate are on the edge of their seats looking so excited they’ll sh@t their pants in a minute or go on a cocaine high. “Alright you two, two questions each and no more.”You say strictly pointing at them. 
 
  You then begin looking through your bag for the necessary colors for painting, tying your hair in a ponytail and sliding a hat on so paint won’t get in. You just washed your hair this week meaning you gotta wait two more weeks before you can do it again- don’t want hair damage because you forgot to cover your curls. 
 
  “So….are you taking this job just to get closer to them? Are they all even gay?”Kamala asks, excitement oozing from her as she looks at the girl expectantly who has begun doing the background of the painting, doing her outlines. “I took the job cause it fell into my lap, y’all know the newspaper sucks.”Y/N says causing Miles to nod. “And your boss is racist.”He says pointedly. “Theory not proven but yeah, Scott might be a racist @ssh@l@ so that helps too. I’ve been looking for a second job and this one guarantees I get it with them backing me.”She says. “And getting closer to them seems like the worst thing to do…especially since I flirted back with Ms.Romanoff earlier.”She says muttering the last bit under her breath but they still manage to hear it. 
 
  “You flirted with Ms.Romanoff?!”Peter is surprised at the girl who’s scared to ask questions to people older than her flirting with them, especially Ms.Romanoff. “It was accidental…it was just a response. Ya know how I am.”Y/N says turning to the quartet, spray can in her hand as her hands are up in a mock surrender position trying to defend herself. “Yeah…”Kate says, rubbing her forehead, proud and nervous for the girl. ‘Did she react?”She asks, causing Y/N to shrug. “She smirked but I don't know if that means anything, especially from her.”Y?n says. “...Ms.Romanoff smirks at the weirdest things, she once smirked at the spelling of a word in a poem. Figuring her out is semi impossible.”Kamala says, causing them to all nod in agreement. 
 
  Y/N then turns back to the painting on the building wall, wanting to get it over with before she has to go back to her dorm. “I don’t know if they all are gay, I know Ms.Romanoff is and I always got a gay vibe from her and it turned out right. My gaydar goes off around all of them so I might be right again but then again it could be my ‘I hope she’s gay’ radar.”Y/N says causing the group to chuckle. “Hopeless idiot that’s what you are.”Kate says. 
 
  “You and Peter are two peas in a pod.”Kamala says, causing both of the aforementioned people to gasp offended at the comparison. “I am not as bad as him, at least I talked to them.”Y/N says, making Peter roll his eyes. “That doesn’t even count…they’re your teachers. You have to talk to them and MJ is intimidatingly pretty I can’t just talk to her.”Peter says beginning to pout as everyone picks on him. “Okay enough, enough, he looks like he might cry.”Kate says chuckling as she pushes the boy who just pouts more. 
 
  With one last chuckle Y/N turns back to the graffiti art she’s doing on the wall, the background and basic sketch finished now she just needs to finalize it, and add the different shades of highlights, ignoring the arguing going on between her friends to do so. 
 
  As time passes on everyone starts filtering out due to having other things to do for the night, a curfew for those still living with their parents and so on but Y/N stays in their abandoned building , hang out until the first glimpse of sunset, when she finishes the painting. She sits down for a bit, enjoying how the sunset makes the painting look and her proud masterpiece as well before getting her bags and making her way back to the dorms- all too well knowing that being out after the hours of sunset causes nothing good for women. 
 
  Returning back to the dorm Y/N  comes to see Riri and Shuri, not arguing anymore thankfully, but watching a movie on one of the girl’s illegally improved computers. She’s not complaining as they also upgraded hers, and snitches end up in ditches. She gets a wave from Riri and a small smile and nod from Shuri in acknowledgement before the two return back to whatever is interesting enough to catch both of their attention thats on the screen. 
 
  Y/n starts getting out slime clothes, deciding a shower is the best thing for her at the moment to get rid of the dirt, grime, and tensions of the day before she truly starts relaxing, making sure to grab her shower cap to keep her hair from getting wet while under the water. Not that her whole body from head to toe is ever submerged under the water except on wash days dealing with washing her hair.
 
  The papers from the signing rest on the top of her folder as she opens it, readying herself for the homework she has to get done. She looks at it before moving it over to get to the other papers within her folder. 
 
  As she begins her homework, locking in on the subjects as she goes through them fro first to last in order of her schedule-not completing all of them but mainly the ones due in the next two days. Everything else goes away besides the music that is playing from her headphones and the problems on the papers that she is having to take care of. 
 
  The sound of someone talking-muffled- slips through the hearing of her music after what she assumes to be a hour or two. She removes one earbud before looking towards Riri’s side of the room seeing both the aforementioned girl and her girlfriend looking towards her. “What’s up?”She asks causing the two to look at each other before turning their attention back to the girl. “Your paper fell is all.”Riri says causing the girl to nod her head in thanks as she picks it up, looking at the watch on her wrist to check the time. “Thanks…if you didn’t tell me I probably would get no sleep in the sense that I’ve already been at this for a while.”She says as she puts the paper back into the folder before closing her computer and the books she pulled out for her homework-sliding them into her backpack before settling into bed. “...atleast you were locked in.”Shuri shrugs. “Alright well I’ma knockout…no funny business while I’m sleeping…in dorms is in like an hour anyway.”She says before turning off the lamp on her side of the dorm, as well as her LEDs, and letting sleep takeover.'
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