Before we start, this one is based off of the song "The Money" from the mini-musical 21 Chump Street. So, there's singing and such.

(Y/n)'s Pov
   Hello, I am (Y/n) (L/n) but you might know me as my undercover name, Scarlet Evans. I am currently 21 years old, and apart of a huge group of junior police officers 21 and under and we work undercover at schools rumored to have drug dealers in them. I am currently off work for reasons you'll find out later.

   With my job, you do make friends on the job, then it ends. You'll meet kids who are sensitive, smart, and defenseless. Those are the ones you remember. In fact, I met my husband from this work. And his name is John Laurens. He was an honor roll student who got straight A's.

   I actually developed the tiniest droplet of a crush on him, and he did as well. Of course, since I was still undercover, I asked him for drugs.

   About a week later he came to school with it. He told me that we should wait for a few minutes and after that the teacher finally left, while we stayed in the classroom. "Okay, put it in my purse." He slid it in there. I grabbed the money and tried to give it to him. But he refused to take it.

"John, here, take the money."

"I don't want your money, I got this just for you, keep your money. There's nothing I won't do for you, I come through for you. Every time. Just in time."

"John just listen please just take the money."

"Scarlet you know there's a reason you were transferred here to me,"

"You're making me feel Guilty, take the money."

"Scarlet you know there's a reason this isn't luck, it's destiny. Scarlet, you know me, I will be there. Every time. Just in time."

(Insert everything until the very end of the song.)

Our lips connected and I took the time to slide the money into his hand. His hands were on my waist and my arms were around his neck. (Damn it Gerald, the students are making out again) Luckily, is the was the last class of the day, so no one was entering for their next class. The kiss lasted for a good 4 minutes, until we broke apart. All I muttered was, "(Y/n)." "What?" He asked, slightly cocking(not like that) his head. "My real name is (Y/n). I'm an undercover officer for the palm beach police force junior academy. I'm 17, and I was sent here to check out some suspicions that drugs were being sold here. Please don't tell anyone about this." I walked over to the trash can and threw the maruaina(idk how to spell it) into the can. "I'm not gonna risk you getting arrested because of me. I love you too much, John." I smiled slightly, and waited for his reaction. "I-so my lover is a police officer, nice." He walked over to the door and gestured me over. Then we left the building, grabbed our backpacks, and left the school hand in hand.

Well that leads us to today. Now it is 2018 and I am off work currently because I am pregnant! Fun! John is amazing as always, and I'm glad I found him.

3rd pov
John walked over to (Y/n) telling their adopted 3 year old daughter, Audrey, the story on how they met. He crouched down and rubbed his wife's 8-month-old baby bump. It was a boy, and boy were they excited as hell. John wanted to name it Alexander after his best friend since freshman year of high school. (Y/n) was fine with this, but didn't really support the suggestion to make his middle name Evans. It reminded (Y/n) of the horrible work she did as a teen to help make the world a "better place". But really she ended up ruining it. But she's happy that she did it because she met the love of her life.

  And then they all lived happily ever after.
The end.
A/n: bitch this Yanny-Laurel has me fucked up right now I swear at first I heard Laurel, then I started hearing Yanny. And the voice is creepy as shit.