A/N: Even though this chapter isn't as long as the last, I've still got it to my normal limit, which is 1,000 words. I don't own MU. ON WITH THE STORY!

Renny's P.O.V.

"Ready position," Professor Knight announced. We were all in rows, waiting for our order. I was next to Mike, who was next to Sullivan. "Common crouch!" Professor Knight ordered. I got into the common crouch position, my right foot further back than my left one, both sets of arms in the air, and teeth bared. Thanks to an over bite I had, I looked slightly more scary…according to my dad, that is. "Basic snarl," Knight ordered.

I let out a growl, along with the rest of the class. "Droll is a tool, kids. Use it," Knight ordered, stopping in front of Sullivan. Sullivan then let out a soft roar. "Now here is a monster who looks like a scarer," Knight announced. He looked back at me. "You're just like your father, aren't you Miss Lawrence?" I nodded.

"Well don't be!" Knight suddenly shouted, scaring me, "All scarers have different techniques. Find your own." He walked away from us, saying, "You want a hope of passing this class, you better eat, breathe, and sleep scaring."

Sully had pointed at Mike and me and clicked his tongue.

Oh, how could I find my own technique?

After every class, I studied my butt off. Scaring books, reading some old scaring cards I owned. I studied while working, in art class (Remember, I could multi-task!), when I was at my job, in front of mirrors, and practically everywhere.

I remember one day I saw Sullivan looking at some books. He picked one and smiled wide. Well, at least he wasn't slacking off.

Mike, Randall, and I usually studied together. "Give me another one," Mike told Randy and me.

"Fear of spiders," Randy questioned.

"Arachnophobia," Mike answered, throwing a baseball in the air and catching it repeatedly.

"Fear of thunder," Randy asked.

"Keraunophobia," Mike answered.

"Fear of chopsticks!"

"Consecotaleophobia," Mike replied, not stuck yet, "What is this, kindergarten? Give me a hard one."

"No, me now," I smiled, "I wanna go."

"Okay," Mike smirked, "Fear of long words, fear of school, fear of Friday the thirteenth, and the fear of reptiles. Sorry Randy."

"It's okay," Randy shrugged it off.

"Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia, didaskaleinophobia, paraskavedekatriaphobia, and herpetophobia, in that order," I answered after a few seconds.

"Great! Next one Randy," I told him, smiling.

"O-okay," Randy stuttered, blushing. I could tell he was impressed.

"Go Monsters U! You know what to do!" The MU cheerleaders chanted.

Mike, Randy, Fang, and I were all at the game, showing our team spirit. Marie and Hex were both cheerleaders. I wore a white shirt, and blue pants. Popcorn was then thrown on me by someone in the upper bleachers.

September and October both went by fast. "The answer is C, fangs," Mike called out, his arm raised.

"Well done, Mr. Wazowski," Knight said, circling the answer on the board.

I got called on next. "Ten months!" I called out.

"Yes," Knight nodded his head, writing the answer on the board.

"A bowl of spiders!" Mike yelled.

"Correct!"

"A clown running in the dark!"

"Right again."

"My aunt Phyllis in the morning," I answered, smiling.

"Warts, boils, and moles, in that order," Mike answered.

"Outstanding!"

I heard Sullivan sigh, and I smirked.

In the gym, I was on one of the treadmills. Sullivan got on the one next to me, and a few minutes later, Mike went on the other one next to him. One after the other, they each raised the speeds of their treadmills. Sullivan tripped and fell off the treadmill, and then Mike did.

"And THAT'S why you shouldn't raise your speed over fifteen," I told them, laughing. Then I tripped and fell off the treadmill. "Crap," I mumbled, lying on my chest.

A few days after a test from Professor Knight, I opened the graded test and saw "A," on my paper.

I ducked under Johnny with Mike and we both showed the RORs our papers. A+ is what Mike's read. I doubted Sullivan got any higher than a C. He snatched his test back from one of his ROR brothers, the giant bug.

I saw Mike waxing the floors while studying one day in late November. He ran a monster over, and one bigger monster had to jump out of the way. "Mike! You could kill someone! Be careful!" I shouted at him.

"Sorry Renny!" Mike apologized.

I rolled my eyes and smiled slightly.

The best part was I was always getting more confident. The longer I stayed at Monsters U, the less scared of speaking out I got. I was raising my hand more. Even though I studied my butt off, I hung out with Randy, Mike, Hex, Marie, and Fang at least once every day. Randy hung out with me the most.

People forgot about me being related to Jason Lawrence, but…I did get a new boyfriend. He's taller than me, blue skin, and long black hair. Dave was so sweet, and the nicest person I ever met. He gave me the most beautiful bracelet I had ever seen, with a gold looking chain, and a green heart charm.

Every other week, I would visit my father and mother. My mother would gush at me having my second boyfriend, and my dad would be cleaning his gun, saying, "Soon, soon."

"Oh, Daddy," I mumbled, rolling my eyes. My dad would help me practice all my scaring techniques, and even help me shift my legs into tentacles, like my mother has.

"Ogre slump," Knight ordered Mike and I. We did every move Knight ordered us, "Zombie snarl. Dominant silverback gorilla."

"That is some remarkable improvement Michael, Hope," Knight walked in front of Sullivan.

Sullivan did the scare move he did the first time we did this. Knight informed him, "One frightening face does not a scarer make, Mr. Sullivan."

This time, Mike and I faced Sullivan, pointed at him, and clicked our tongues.

Then, it was December, and the day of the scare finals.

A/N: And we meet the (as Carlisle Fan 22 put it) the jerk. :D Muahahahahah!

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