A/N There will end up being a second story to go along with this one, posted by SMO 13, eventually, though I can't say when.
I apologize for any long posting delays. I'll probably end up writing a few chapters and then posting them all at once/ one every day. Also, extra imaginary cookies if you can pick out direct show references.
Disclaimer: Don't own House, Star Wars, Star Trek, or any other thing you recognize
Remy Hadley walked down the hallway of Redwood High. She was slightly hunched over (her backpack was heavy), and she had her arms wrapped her math, science, and history textbooks. As she walked past the first few lockers in her block, she glanced at a particular one. Number 131. The locker of Allison Cameron. She was in all of Remy's classes, except for English. Allison was currently standing at her locker, putting her books away.
Remy hurried on, finally reaching her own locker (#169). She entered her combination, 13-26-39, and yanked open her locker. She shoved her books in, and pulled out her English textbook, since she would need it for homework. As she did, her other books came tumbling out, hitting the floor with a bang. Allison looked up, and Remy blushed. She bent down to pick them up, not looking Allison in the eye. "Here, let me help," Allison said, bending down next to her.
After the books were picked up and put away, Remy closed her locker, and leaned against it. She was trying for all her life to look cool after her epic failure. "You're Remy, right?" Allison asked.
"Yeah. And you're Allison." Allison nodded her head.
Remy was about to say something, when Kutner came bounding up beside her. "Rem, hurry up! We're gonna be late for the Star Trek premier!" So much for looking cool.
Remy sighed. "I gotta go. See you tomorrow in class?" Allison nodded again, watching as Remy was dragged off by her friend. She grinned a bit, before going to finish packing her bag.
"Kutner! What the hell?" Remy yelled, rounding on him the moment they were out of Allison's earshot.
"What?" he yelped in fear. "What did I do?"
"You interrupted me when I was talking to Allison Cameron" she told him, exaggerating Allison's name, and giving him a slight punch on the shoulder.
"Oh, you mean the girl you've been lusting over for the past month-and-a-half?" he asked, laughing.
Remy flushed red, for the second time that day. "Shhhhh," she hushed him frantically, looking around to make sure no one had heard.
Kutner grinned at his friend. "So you admit you've got a crush on her?"
"I do not!" Remy exclaimed.
"What's that Remy, you said you have a crush on Al—"
Remy cut him off by placing her hand over his mouth. "Yes, ok, I admit it, I have a crush on Allison, just shut up," she hissed. He grinned again, and licked her hand. "Ew! Gross! Kutner!" she yelped, pulling her hand away, and wiping it on his sleeve.
They walked down the street to the movie theater, Kutner chatting away excitedly beside her. "I can't believe we're going to see the premier of Star Trek"
"God, Kutner, you're such a nerd. I have seriously got to get me a girl friend."
"What about Aaallison" This earned him another punch. "But seriously, this is sooo cool. And I heard Jennifer Morrison is hot!" Remy rolled her eyes, but followed her friend into the theater.
Kutner walked out of the movie, talking at a hundred miles a minute. "So, what did ya think?"
"Eh, it was pretty good. And you're right, Jennifer Morrison was pretty hot."
He grinned at her. "You just think that, cause she looks kind of like Allison."
Remy blushed, and hit him, again. "Shut up, she does not. I think that because I'm bisexual."
Remy sped up. "Hurry up Kutner, we still have massive amounts of homework."
When they got to Remy's apartment, she pushed open the door. They went to Remy's room, and pulled out their respective homework. After about a half-an-hour, Kutner started complaining about being hungry. "Come on Rem, haven't you got anything?"
"Ugh, you eat like a monster," she said, getting up off of her bed. She walked into the kitchen, and then came back with two cans of soda and a bag of pretzels. "Here," she said, tossing him a soda. She then plunked back down on the bed, lying down on her stomach to finish her math.
After another two hours, Kutner's mom knocked on the door. "See ya tomorrow Rem!" he called over his shoulder, as he walked down the hallway. She rolled her eyes, as he almost walked into the wall because he wasn't looking, before shutting the door. She went back to her room, and finished her homework. When she was done, she pulled her sketchbook out of the bottom of her bag, and opened it up.
She flipped past the pages of completed drawings, the most recent of which were doodles, and occasionally more sophisticated drawings, of Allison. She opened to a new page, and started drawing Kutner, holding a light saber and fending off a woman wearing a cheerleader uniform and carrying deadly pom-poms. After about an hour of diligent working, she finally had a completed drawing of Kutner, in full Jedi robes, fending off Amber, in her cheerleading uniform, superior look in place.