Oneshots Of Reneé Rapp x y/n

You're so hot

A/N: Inspired by that once scene in season 1, episode 1 that we all know and love. In this Leighton is a sophomore

Leighton is sat at a bar after ditching her roommates at a theta party. "Another," she says to the bartender

She looks over to see a girl who looks too young to be in a bar- her style is casual, but put together. She must be a freshman, Leighton had never seen her around before but she had caught her interest

You sit at the bar alone: it was your first week of classes and desperately needed a solution to forget the stress. And that solution was getting wasted. You anticipated a quiet night to yourself, drinking until you couldn't think, then eventually passing out at the bar before heading home

"Are you here alone?" A voice from across the bar lingers around you. Suddenly, you realise it was addressing you. "Uh-yes"

"Mind if I join you?" asks a taller blonde woman. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders glamorously, and her little black dress made her seem too good to be true

 "Not at all," you says as you take a long sip of your drink

She watches you as you drink, her eyes following each move as she sits next to you, carefully calculating the type of person you are. "What's your name?"

"Y/n. You?" 

"Leighton. What's your major?"

"English Lit. You?"

"Math," the light back and forth excited Leighton, she was hoping to attract your interest, but needed to work a little harder. She thought the girl seemed a bit... out of it, but that didn't stop her- she was cute nonetheless. "I'd offer to buy you a drink but that seems weird when you already have one," she grins 

You quickly down your drink, "Sorry what was that? Free alcohol?" You say in a bit of a tipsy way, it was clear you had already drank quite a lot before the girl showed up, and you were not going to stop now. Leighton smiles as she gets the bartenders attention, "That's my kinda humour. Here-" she slides over a shot to you, keeping one for herself. "My treat"

"I like you- cheers," you say as you now both take the shots. "Where are you from?" she asks as she waits for the next round. "Not America," you reply, eagerly eyeing the shots the bartender is pouring out for the two of you. Leighton rolls her eyes in a teasing way, stealing your attention away from the alcohol. "I can tell, you're too well dressed. Where's home?"

You chuckle in response, 'was she really interested in where I came from?' you think. "England"

"Well you certainly have an accent. How long have you lived here?" 

"A few months, I moved here for college..." your sentence trails off and you have a puzzled look while thinking. Quickly, your head springs back up to look at Leighton. "...do I really have an accent?" you ask innocently

She laughs in response, "A bit, don't worry though-" she smiles "-it's hot." You roll your eyes at her, pretending to not care for her witty compliment... She sees right through you and leans a little closer, her smile turning into a devilish grin as she whispers, "can I ask you something?"

"Yeah," you say, returning the devilish look on Leightons face

"You don't have a boyfriend do you?" 

"Noo... Whyy?" you ask coyly, still tipsy

Leighton leans forwards and speaks in a low voice, "Because you're gorgeous." "Oh yeah?"  you say in a sultry tone, your accent only getting stronger from it. Leighton is turned on by it. "Yeah," she leans even closer and smiles, "you dont have any other plans this evening do you?"