This is my first fanfic. So, please be nice. Harhar. I've been inspired to write this because of some of my experiences in law school.

All mistakes are mine. Give it a chance, I swear that it gets better :)

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- Brittany POV -

"Brittany! Wake up or you'll be late for your first day of school!" Rachel screams as I see her hovering above my face.

I can barely register everything around me before I replied through half-open eyes, "Huh? What time is it?"

"It's already 8:20! Your alarm didn't go off. Now get up or you'll be late!" She exclaims.

As soon as I heard the time, I immediately shoot up from the bed and grab my towel on the way to the bathroom. Prior to moving in, Rachel and I were having a tough time finding an apartment near school. We contemplated availing the school dorm but we wanted to have some independence and just decided to try our luck outside campus. We were about to give up finding a reasonably priced apartment after days of searching when we came across an ad that was just placed by some guy who was walking away and decided to try our luck. We literally chased him as he ran all scared and only stopped in his tracks when we told him about the ad.

Anyway, when he finally showed us the place, Rachel and I immediately fell in love with it. It was perfect for us. The apartment had 2 bedrooms, a kitchen, spacious living room, and the bathroom even has a tub! It was amazing! He said that his roommate just moved in with his girlfriend so he didn't need the extra space anymore. Within 5 minutes of checking and seeing that there were no rats or broken stuff, we took the apartment. I mean, for this space, a reasonable price, and considering that it's only about 5-10 minutes tops away from campus, we'd be crazy not to.

After 10 minutes of taking a shower, I ran to my room and looked for something to wear. A sweater and slacks, or a hoodie and some pants? Shit. I settled on anice, simple gray sweater and slacks. I finish fixing myself in front of the mirror when I turn to look at the clock and it's 8:35 already. I grabbed all the stuff I need for my class today, stuff it in my backpack and went out my room.

"Britt, I made you some bagels and a waffle sandwich to go." Rachel says as she walks towards me with a paper bag in hand. "Now go and impress everyone today and be the amazing person that you are!" She added as I see that her eyes are getting all watery; which means that she's about to engage on some speech regarding the future, humanity, and some random topic that has no relevance to the other two, so I cut her short.

"Uhmm.. Yeah, Rach. But I really have to go. Can't run late for my first day." I take a bite of the bagel. "Thanks for breakfast. Goodluck on your first day, too!" I said as I run out the door while stuffing another bite in my mouth.

I'm now walking, but more like brisk walking while eating my breakfast on the way to school while evading people on the sidewalk. Getting into law school has always been a dream of mine. It doesn't matter where it is as long as I get in. Lucky enough, I got into Harvard. My parents and younger sister were completely overjoyed when they saw my acceptance letter, I was in a bit of shock for a couple of hours that I got in to such a prestigious law school but after reading it a couple more times, it sunk in and I couldn't be any happier. I mean, Princeton's prestigious as well but this is Harvard Law, come on! I also learned that my best friend, Rachel got in for Law with me. Yes, we're a bunch of big nerds but we promised each other since we were kids that we're gonna be big time professionals one day.

I finally arrived in school and take out a map that some random person gave to me upon arriving here on my first day. "Alright.. Hauser Hall, Hauser Hall, where are you?" I mumble to myself as I look at the map and my surroundings, back and forth. When I finally figure out where I need to go, I quickly throw my trash and literally run towards the building. It's now 8:53 and my class starts at 9. I don't want to make a bad impression, so I'm now channeling Usain Bolt.

"Oh gosh, finally." I mumble again to myself as I arrive in front of my building. I hastily went inside and go to my designated classroom. When I finally arrive in front of it, I checked again to make sure that I am where I'm supposed to be and glancing at my watch to see that I've got a minute to spare. When I became sure, I entered the room to see that my professor isn't there yet. I breathed a sigh and take in my environment and the beautiful room. The room looks more like a small auditorium. There were ten to twelve rows of tables, or more like a long kind of table which were accompanied by red chairs. In front of the room is a big, curve black board, a table with a black swivel chair behind it, and a podium on the right side just in front of it. There were beautiful lights in every corner of the room which gives the room a rustic feel, as well as making the place conducive to learning. I take it all in before I notice that everyone was looking at me. I immediately realize that I'm standing near the middle of the room taking in everything while looking like a complete idiot. I quickly survey the room to find a vacant seat.

"Hey, Blondie!"

I whipped my head to the right to see a dark-skinned woman gesturing for me in the second row.

"There's a vacant here. Come on!" She says.

I smile at her with relief as I walk towards her direction and sit beside her. "Hi, I'm Mercedes Jones. What's up?" She says while holding out her hand with a smile.

"Brittany Pierce. Sorry, got a bit lost there. Thought I was gonna be late or something. Thanks for letting me sit with you." I said while I shake her hand and return the smile.

"Oh, that's cool. I don't know anyone here, too." She added.

I was supposed to say something else when the door opened and a plump looking man in corporate attire came in carrying a briefcase in his hand and a bunch of papers on the other.

I didn't realize it but I almost instantly froze at the the sight of him entering the room. This is after all, my first class in law school. Even though I studied heavily these past few days for my classes today, I still feel that I'm not ready enough. My heart is beating out of my chest and I'm shaking now. I look beside me to see that Mercedes feels the same nervousness as I do. As our professor reaches his table to set his things down. I look around to see that the whole class is taking out their laptops and materials for this class in a hurry, so I do the same.

"Alright. Ladies and gentlemen, This is Criminal Law. If you're wondering who I am, I'm Professor Ken Tanaka." He says as he moves further towards the middle of the room with his hands on his pockets. "Gird your loins because it ain't gonna be easy, folks. I ought to tell you as early as now that out of 80 here, I'm only going to give Honors to 5 of you, 10 if you're all good enough, which I doubt. I only give a Pass to those who deserve it. Everyone else will get a Low Pass or if you're hopeless, Fail. Depends on my mood." He says with a chuckle. I gulped heavily at this and my heart is beating so fast. He starts to walk around and continue with his speech.

"We are going to discuss cases exhaustively every meeting. I'm gonna make you study so hard, that you'll be seeing me in your dreams. That is, if you get to sleep at all." He smirks. "I don't care if you're the son or daughter of a rich businessman or that you came from an influential family. Hell, I don't care if you're Obama's kid. I am here to train you to become lawyers. What matters to me is that you have the brains and the guts to survive. If you're weak or stupid, I suggest that you get out now and never come back because this stuff is not for the faint-hearted." He approached a girl in the front row, glaring at her with his hands on her desk. "I will make you kids cry at night because of how difficult your life is going to be from now on. Every. Damn. Night." He says without taking his eyes off of her and I hear her gulped loudly.

He then laughs in an evil way before going back to his desk and grabbing a piece of paper that looks like a class list of some sort to me then he looks back at us. "So, I take it that you all studied my syllabus and have done your homework." We just stared at him. "Good." He says as he settles on the podium with a bunch of papers. "You should all know that I will hold recitation every now and then and finish everything that I've assigned for the day. Always. Recitation won't be part of your grade. So, don't worry about it since I'll be discussing most of the time." He then looks at us again. "You will only have one test by the end of this course which will determine your fate in my class. It's all or nothing." He added and I'm so nervous I don't think I'm breathing.

"Alright then, kids. We'll discuss the first 120 cases. I'm expecting that you've all studied well and memorized the provisions I asked you to." We all stare at him again. "Okay. Let's get started then." He glances on a piece of paper before looking back at us.

"Oh, and welcome to Harvard Law School." He says with a smirk that I'm so tempted to wipe off his face.

I'm rubbing my temple right now and pondering how much more Tanaka will make us suffer. He already made 2 girls cry and is in the process of making a third one, too. After a couple of minutes, our 1 and a half hour class came to an end, he assigned another 100 cases for us to read and a couple of provisions to memorize. All for the day after tomorrow. Mercedes and I agreed to have a quick brunch when we realized that we all have the same classes together and are now walking to Langdell Hall for our next and last class for the day.

"He's such a jerk." Mercedes yaps while we were on our way to the building of our next class.

"Yeah, kinda. We don't have a choice though. Let's just hope he goes easy on us when it's our turn." I told her with disdain and she just nods at me.

We arrive at our destination and we're a bit glad to get good seats. The room is much smaller than the one in Hauser Hall and looks more like a normal classroom with normal looking desks and chairs, a long curve board in front, and a professor's desk. So, now we're just waiting for our professor while reviewing a bit with the materials assigned.

"I never expected my first day to be this intense, girl! Back in Princeton Undergrad, things we're much chiller than this." Mercedes tells me with her hand supporting her head while looking at me.

"No way! You're from Princeton, too?" I yelped out a little loud for my other seat mate to hear and he just gives me a spiteful stare.

"Hell, yeah! Finance. You?" Mercedes exclaims.

"Economics! It's so cool that we're both from the same school!" I tell her as we high-five each other.

"I know. Small world, right? How come I've never seen you around?" She asks.

"I only know a few from Finance. I never really socialized and went out that much. My buddy's name is Artie. You know him?"

"Wheels? Yeah. We had classes together." She tells me then adds almost immediately. "Oh! I've definitely seen you around. You had top honors in your course and Artie told me about you being a brainiac!" She added.

I blushed at this. It's true but I didn't want anybody to know about it. The pressure to get good and decent grades is more than enough, let alone everyone know that stuff. And besides who would care? Everyone here has stellar resumès.

"I can't believe he told you about that." I jest.

And just like clockwork; a tall, dark, and handsome man in a nice suit enters the room carrying a briefcase while smiling at us. He must be in his early or mid 30s and was rather dashing. He's the complete opposite of Professor Tanaka and I could honestly say that he has the looks of a model. I hear a couple of girls swoon in the room and others saying that he's hot and single. Nothing like a magnet for sexual harassment.

"Hey guys." He sets his briefcase on the professor's desk. "Professor Carl Howell." Gesturing to himself. "I'll be your professor for Contracts." He flashes a megawatt smile and I hear random girls swooning over him, including Mercedes. I wonder who his dentist is, those are nice whites he got there.

"Oh, girl. He's hot!" She whispers to me.

"I understand that it's your first day, so how about we chill for a bit first and introduce ourselves to one another. I'll be nice today." He smirks to no one in particular and we all breathed a sigh of relief to hear that there will be no recitation. "Let's start with you there, pretty lady. Then we'll move around towards the front." Motioning for the girl at the back, meaning that Mercedes and I will be the last ones. "Alright. Name, previous school, course, if you want to include your honors is completely up to you, and your status." He says with a wink and settles to sit slightly on his desk in front.

"Uhmm.. Hi everyone, I'm Tina Cohen-Chang. I came from NYU and graduated with a degree in Management, cum laude." No one was shocked. I think I was the only one in awe. "And I have a fiancé." She says with a smile as she looks to the Asian guy beside her who was also grinning.

"Of course you do." He says and the girl blushes. I don't even know if it's allowed for professors to flirt with their students but almost every girl in the room is clearly enjoying this. "Next, please!" He added.

The hour went by fast because of the introductions. We were at least 75-80 in the room. So, it surprised me that he was even remotely interested to have us introduce ourselves. Anyway, a few of them stood out for me. Like Mike, Tina's fiancé who graduated with the same honors, school and course as her. They also have the same surname and I wondered a bit if they were siblings or something at first. There was also someone from West Point. A neurosurgeon who left her practice to follow her dreams of becoming a lawyer. I think there's an astronaut, too.

"Brittany!" Mercedes whispers.

I was pulled out of my thoughts and looked at her to see that she's gesturing towards Howell when I realize that everyone else is looking at me, too. It seems that it's my turn, being that I'm the last.

"Oh, I'm sorry." As I stand up and a bit embarrassed.

"It's okay. You're the last one, miss beautiful." He winks at me and I cringe a little inside. "But before you introduce yourself," He trails off while looking at a paper in his hands. "Is Lopez present? Santana Lopez?" He adds while looking around which we all do so as well. I don't think I remember someone with that name though. "That's a bummer." Howell cries out looking disappointed "Alright then, please continue." He clasps his hands together and looks at me with a smile.

"Uhmm.. Hi, I'm Brittany S. Pierce." I glance at the class and I can see some faces crunch up in confusion and some eyebrows raised, as well. So, I quickly try and save myself. "Oh.. Not like Brittany Spears though." I then see some smiles and everyone laughed. I take this as my cue to continue. "I graduated from Princeton University with a degree in Economics." I told everyone and there came a silent reply and a few eyebrows raised. I don't know if it was shock or whatever but it was definitely something. Maybe it's something about being blonde.

"Hmm.. Pierce from Princeton? You were my sister's student. Microeconomics?"

I thought about it for a second and I immediately elicited an "Oh. I remember her. She was a great teacher." Then smiled.

Howell chuckled and followed with "She can't shut up about you whenever we're boasting about our students. She told me you were brilliant. The best even."

I blushed heavily. "Oh, Uhmm.. Just did my part, sir." I replied. Everyone was silent and I can tell they're trying to figure me out or something.

"Well, she can't shut up about how incredibly amazing you are. I guess being a summa cum laude, having a perfect 4.0 GPA, being the highest-ranking undergraduate in a graduating class of two thousand, and getting a bunch of research and scholarly awards from all over the globe that I won't be able to count with both of my hands and feet combined is just doing your part, right Ms. Pierce?" He smirks at me and everyone is staring at me right now, they all look like vultures about to eat me. I just opt to stay quiet though.

"So, anything else?" He asks while looking at a piece of paper.

I think back to what he wanted us to state and I remember the status thing. So, I sigh and groan it out loud silently. "I'm single."

"What?"

"I'm single, sir." And with that, everyone had their grins up to their ears and a couple of boys were cheering.

"You're pretty, smart, and you seem nice. How come you don't have a boyfriend?" He asks me with a smile, more like a smirk.

I contemplated blurting out about my sexuality right here and now. I mean, it's not really a secret. I'm out to everyone and everyone has been nothing but supportive, especially my family. I'm just unsure if it's alright to divulge this kind of information informally. But, whatever. I'll be who I am.

"No boyfriend, sir." I told him.

"Yeah, and why is that?" He laughs a little before looking at me with an eyebrow raised while he keeps on pressing me about this.

"Uhmm.. Because I'm gay." I said. And there is that ear-splitting silence again. I see that mouths are open and everyone is in shock.

"Oh." Was all he can say. He stared at me for a second or two then he smiled. "Now I understand what my sister said about boys and girls going crazy over you back in college." He laughed and nodded.

"How come you didn't tell me you were gay?" Mercedes asks me while we were walking. Our class just ended and it's just a little before lunch. We agreed to stop by this coffee shop just outside campus and grab a quick snack since we weren't hungry before going our separate ways.

"I wasn't supposed to yet. I was afraid that things will get awkward too fast and it's only our first day of school." I told her with a slight pout.

"Oh, Brittany! I love my gays! I still think of you the same way." She told me with a smile.

"Thank you, Mercedes." I told her with sincerity and she just squeezes my arm.

We've arrived in the coffee shop and ordered coffee and snacks then grabbed a table near the window as we sipped our coffees in silence.

"So, anyone special in your life right now?" She asks me while wiggling her eyebrows.

"Nah, I've been single for quite a while now. Just went on a date every now and then." I tell her.

"Hell to the no! A girl as pretty and smart as you can't be that single for long."

"I guess that's the problem." I sigh. "My life has always been all about studying. If not, I was working a few jobs back in college to make up for the time."

"Why?" I can see the curiosity in her eyes.

"That's just the way I am, I think." I shrugged. She doesn't push for it anymore and I'm grateful for that.

"How about you?" I ask Mercedes.

"Oh, I go out with some guys every now and then but it's just really hard to find some quality ones. Assholes here, there, and everywhere." She says with a shrug and we both agree and laugh.

We settle in a comfortable silence again when a fashionably dressed guy approaches us with a coffee in hand. Must be gay, I thought. I recognize him as our block mate, Kurt Hummel. I remember him as the Cornell English Literature grad.

"Hi girls, do you mind if I sit with the both of you?" He asks with a smile.

"Hey! Not at all." Mercedes says with a cheerful tone as we gesture for him to sit beside me and Mercedes.

"So, I'm Kurt. I assume that we all have the same classes being that we're blockmates and all." He offers his hand to me "You're Brittany." I nodded with a smile as he shakes my hand then looks to his other side. "And Mercedes." He states matter of factly as he shakes Mercedes' hand.

"This was some first day, huh?" He laughs as he sipped his coffee.

"Oh, yeah. We thought we were gonna have a heart attack or something." Mercedes says.

"And I thought I was the only one sure of having a stroke back there!" He says and we all chuckle.

We all chatted for half an hour or so before we all went our separate ways. Mostly, just getting to know each other. I found out that Kurt is gay. No surprise there though. He told me that he'd done the same thing if Howell pulled that act on him which I appreciated. I also discovered that he worked a bit for Vogue while studying in Cornell. Interesting, the fashion thing really is legit. His father owns a chain of auto shops around Ohio and his mom passed away when he was a kid. So, it's just him and his dad who I can tell is very proud of Kurt.

Mercedes, on the other hand, grew up in the limelight. Her father happens to be a music legend. She lives in Hollywood which got me really excited. Were it not for her parents' urging that she pursue law, she'd rather just embark on a music career just like her dad and I can tell she's really passionate about it. So, she and her family had a deal for her to try out law school for a year and if it doesn't work out, they would gladly support their soon to be superstar daughter.

I decided to spend the rest of the day in a Starbucks near school studying for my Criminal Law class and reviewing some of my Contracts cases. I didn't even notice that it was already 7pm and my stomach is grumbling like crazy. So, I just decided to go pack my things up and go. As I walk back home, the fatigue of studying the whole day and the stress of my first day in class has taken its toll on me. I'm so tired I just want to sleep. Before I forgot though, I quickly stopped by this Chinese place that Rachel and I have been eyeing for weeks now to grab dinner. A couple of minutes later, I enter our apartment exhaustedly as I felt like I ran a marathon. I see Rachel in the living room upon entering.

"Hey Britt!" Rachel shouts from our couch while reading a book.

"Hey, Rachel. I got us dinner." I told her as I sat down beside her and she smiles upon seeing food.

"Ooh! Thanks Britt! I was just about to call you to ask what you wanted." She says while grabbing the food from me then setting everything on the table in front of our couch. I also grab two bottles of water from our fridge. We both ate instantly as soon as we figured out which one is for whom.

"Oh, God. This is good! Is this from the place two blocks from us?" She asked while eating her chicken. I just nod because it really is good. We settle in a comfortable silence and just ate dinner. We were almost done when she decided to speak up again.

"So, how was your first day?" She asks eagerly.

"It was tiring. Really. So stressful... Just sleep..." I make out words as I finish up my food and took the whole bottle of water in almost 2 gulps. I was really tired and just wanted to rest.

"You so are. But you don't have class tomorrow, right?"

I just nod as a reply.

She laughed and grabbed my dinner from my hand. "Why don't you go freshen up and grab some rest already. I'll clean up here. Let's just talk tomorrow when you're not like someone from the Walking Dead." She says and it's my turn to chuckle and nod.

"Do I get to be Beth? I mean, she's really really pretty." I say with my eyes half-closed.

Rachel laughs "You even get to be Tyreese, if you want." I grin like a kid at this.

"Now go and rest before you pass out on me!" She says then pushes playfully.

"Thanks, Rach. Love you!" I told her as I get up and try to walk like a zombie.

"Love you too, Britt!" She giggles and shakes her head at my antics.

I walk to my bedroom with my eyes half-closed. I immediately slumped on my bed as soon as I changed into an oversized shirt and short shorts.

The last thing I heard was a loud engine of a car revving outside before I fell asleep.

Thanks for reading! Thoughts and reviews would be gladly appreciated :)