How To Get An A || Multi- Michael Jackson

Ch.9: Working Around

"Dean Jackson," He smiled. "Easier than someone saying Michael, no?"

"Yeah your mom didn't really play that out well."

Susan continued on her day to her first class which was with Professor Invincible. She arrived on time with the other students but was called to by the Professor before sitting.

"Miss Walters, a moment." He signaled to her.

Before she found her seat she approached his desk, "Yes, Professor?"

"Until your foot is better, sit at whatever edge seat is easier for you, alright?"

Susan smiled at him, "Thank you, can I talk to you after class?"

The question made him pause, "Uh, yeah, sure, I'll have a few minutes."

"Awesome."

She hobbled with her crutches up to an empty seat and pulled out her items for class patiently waiting for it to begin. Her request to see Professor Invincible after class left him on edge wondering what she could possibly want to talk to him about. So far her grades were all 100% as well as her participation and class attendance.

Keeping the thought in the back of his mind, Invincible continued his lecture until the very end of class dismissing everyone with homework online, per usual. He sat back at his desk gathering his papers and placing them in his bag growing more nervous as Susan packed up her items.

He was well finished but pretended to be busy as she approached his desk.

"Professor, thanks for waiting."

"Of course, did you have a question about the chapter?"

"No," She placed a small paper party bag on his desk, then smiled. "This is for you."

"Miss Walters, I can't accept this." He smiled. "We're not allowed to."

"Despite my attitude and almost running into you. You canceled your class and carried me to the nurses office, and I wanted you to know how much I appreciate it." She pushed the bag closer, "Plus, I ruined your handkerchief. I was able to clean it up and get all the blood out of it. So technically it's only kind of a gift."

He paused for a moment, "Thank you, Miss Walters."

"Call me Susan," She smiled again at him, "Have a nice day Professor."

"You as well, Susan."

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"Aren't you supposed to hate them?" Carol bit down on a French fry.

"Besides the occasional asshole-ness, Professor Invincible hasn't given me any reason to hate him."

"Yet!" Carol pointed a fry at her. "These men are unpredictable. Look at Professor History did to you."

"Professor History can kiss my ass." Susan took the fry from Carol and ate it. "Accusing me of cheating. I'm probably smarter than all those Jackson brothers combined."

"Maybe we could — hmmm — have a little fun." Carol smirked.

"I don't like that look."

"Maybe some revenge is in order." A devilish smile appeared on her face.

"What like a prank?"

"Exactly a prank."

Susan shook her head, "Carol if we get caught —"

"If! And that's a big if!" She argued. "One by one we'll just — spice things up. You deserve some entertainment."

"It sounds like they've pissed you off more than me." Suzy took a drink of her water. "Tell you what, if this whole raising money for our rec room doesn't go well, we pull out all the pranks on them."

"Now THAT is something I can agree on. Also I get to choose who we do first."

"That's fine by me. We need to start planning the stand for homecoming."

"I've got several ideas including our own tshirts."

"Of course you do," Susan laughed.

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"Invincible? Let me in." History knocked on his office door.

"The door is open."

Inside walked History with a scowl on his face, "Can you pull up your grades for your Monday classes?"

Professor Invincible wrinkled his brow, "Why do you need my grades? Is there a kid we share?"

"Susan Walters!"

"Lower your voice," Invincible stood up from his desk and quickly shut his office door. "Why do you need Susan's grades?"

"I'm asking all of our brothers. I need to compare something." History sat down at the front of his desk. "She told on me!"

"Sounds childish," Invincible sat at his desk and began pulling up grades.

Within a few moments Susan's name sat on the screen. "Susan has a 100% in my class currently. What exactly did she tell on you about?"

"I thought she was cheating and when I confronted her she got all defensive. She emailed DJ and we had a meeting."

"...and finding out her grade...?"

History rolled his eyes, "DJ said she has had a consistent 3.8 GPA or higher the entire time she's been here. I wanted to see if he was lying."

"Why would he lie? He's the Dean of the university. Susan has a good reputation as a well rounded students. We knew this."

"You know how he gets around pretty brunettes. All she has to do is bat her eyes and say "pretty please" and he's putty."

Invincible glared his brother down, "I know you're not referencing his ex girlfriend and comparing her to a random student at the university. Let the damn girl Rest In Peace."

History looked away.

"If Susan Walters earned the grade then she earned it. If you're trying to test her ability as a student then figure out another way." Invincible sighed, "You're just mad the ol pop quiz trick didn't work. She's smarter than that."

"And what do you recommend?"