Disclaimer: I do not own the Indiana Jones series or any of the characters, excluding an additional character I have added named Berry.

Authors Note: This is a new story and my first involving Indiana Jones. I have seen all the movies countless of times, but I tend to have a forgetful memory although I've done my research so I hope everything is very believeable. I am also huge on Ancient Egypt and have bought numerous books on the subject so I hope my story is convincing with the aspects of Ancient Egypt. Please review, it will convince me to update faster.


Mutt Jones had always been eye candy –at least to me. I admit I was smitten from the moment my honey brown eyes caught sight of him. The first time I had seen him was at my school library at Marshall University, riding his motorcycle through the isles with my history professor, Dr. Jones, clinging onto the back of his leather jacket. He had nearly run me over; it was a very terrifying second of my life.

Sipping my strawberry smoothie I mentally cringed as I watched Mutt Jones… he was talking to a few greaser boys, a cute little red head in a poodle skirt and saddle shoes sat next to him inherently. Girls like the red head were the kind Mutt was interested in; shoulder length wavy hair pulled back in a ponytail that dressed in clothes that flattered their feminine features. Not females with short hair and who wore blue jeans and t-shirts; like me for example.

"You've been watching him for ten minutes."

A blush tinted my ivory cheeks and I fixed my gaze upon the blonde beauty sitting across from me as I snapped out of my wandering daze. Ava Winston, my greatest friend, she was the type of girl Mutt Jones would want to date. Luscious curly blonde hair that reached her shoulders, pale skin that was flawless, and she wore poodle skirts and saddle shoes on a daily basis.

"You do see those girls ogling him right?" She heaved a sigh, her sultry voice melting my brain. "He's not worth your time."

"Maybe you're right…" I stared down into the pink liquid that had red chunks mixed within. Taking a huge slurp Ava cast me a disapproving frown. "But he's a cat."

Ava scoffed in offence of my summary on Mutt –like she could come up with a better definition to describe him, "Look at that flat-top! It's horrid."

"Cut the gas Ava, he might hear you!" I whispered horridly while glancing over at Mutt's table. There he was, talking up his game to the red head. He was handsome and all the girls fell for him –even me. I could visibly see my friend roll her eyes, I knew what she was thinking 'like he could hear us from across the room.' I tended to be slightly dramatic.

"I doubt he has a heightened hearing Berry," she stated with a smirk. Shaking her head she gave me a look of frustration. "He puts up a good bit. I don't see how someone as smart as you could fall for that actor."

"He has a classy chassis…" I informed, eyeing him once more. This time his brown eyes met mine and I quickly averted my gaze. Awkward. "Damn. He saw me."

"Don't have a cow, he probably was just staring at your boobs."

I blinked; Ava really hated men. Or, specifically, Mutt Jones. It is really true when they say opposites attract; I was buoyant and Ava happened to be exceedingly cynical. "Do you know how hard it is to have a friend as depressing as you? Ava, you're so pessimistic and angry all the time. You make me want to take a gun, put it in my mouth, and blow my brains out."

"Do you know how hard it is to have a friend that is utterly insane?" she responded coyly, a playful smile dancing across her ruby lips. "You make me want to call the insane asylum and place you in a little white room dressed in a crazy suit."

"Touché. You respond well jets," I smiled securely in amusement. Rubbing her blonde hair she went cross eyed and stuck her tongue out at me. Placing my fingers at the corner of my eyes I stretched them back and snorted obnoxiously. A few people stared, but I laughed in delight at Ava and my peculiarity.

I gulped my smoothie, sucking in the strawberry bits. My eyes focused on Ava who was looking somewhat crossly behind me, confused I turned my head to the side and gagged on the liquid in my mouth. My college professor, Dr. Henry Jones, entered the diner. His eyes searched the room and my heart began to race in dread.

"Shit. I so ditched his class today," I grumbled in anxiety. There had been a large research paper he had assigned us in the beginning of the year that was due this morning, which summed up to an enormous amount of points on my grade, and I had failed to finish writing the paper. "Pooper."

Turning my head I stared down into the drink praying he would not see me. Although, Dr. Jones has been known to be slightly observant. Groaning in disdain I sourly whispered to Ava, "Tell me if he sees me."

My friend's eyes inflamed irregularly, "Hi Dr. Jones!" She waved her hand wildly in an insufferable banter, clearly trying to inform me that it was too late for me to run towards the bathroom. "What brings you out on this lovely afternoon?"

Slowly I turned my head to see my professor standing behind me, an inquisitive twinkle in his gaze. Bringing myself further into embarrassment I greeted him idiotically, "Hi Dr. Jones. Bet your wondering why I wasn't in class today?"

"Hello Ava, Berry," he returned the smile and gave me a paternal nod, perceptibly not joyful that I had failed to go to his class this morning. "We'll discuss your paper later Berry... I was wondering if you could tell me if you've seen my son."

"Oh Mutt…" I glanced over at the table where he used to be, but Dr. Jones son and his gang had disappeared. My finger lingered in the direction where he had been sitting in the corner. "He was here a moment a go. Maybe he-"

"Dad. What are you doing here?"

We all turned to face a confused Mutt. Dr. Jones seemed a tad guilty before he peeked at me and his eyes brightened as if a light bulb had just turned on atop his head, "I was here because Berry failed to turn in her report on Ancient Egyptian civilization this morning."

"Wet rag," Mutt mumbled. He gave his father a knowing look. "You're telling me that you stalked a student to inform her about her missing homework assignment?"

Dr. Jones pursed his lips and nodded his head, not really sure how to respond to that, "Yeah… If she does not turn it in to my office by seven I am going to be forced to fail her."

Forgetting Mutt Jones standing fairly close and in earshot, I stood from my seat and screeched in fear, "Are you serious?!"

"Yes I am," a stern expression covered his face as he looked at me. It transformed somewhat into a sympathetic gaze as he turned to Mutt. "And your mother wanted me to come tell you that she wants you home now."

My teacher slowly started to exit the hip restaurant. I stared in shock, I knew I would never be able to finish the paper by seven; it was approximately six thirty at the moment. Following him out the door I could feel Mutt tagging along behind me, he was most likely confused.

"Can I please turn it in tomorrow?" I begged. The thought of Mutt witnessing my weakness barley crossed my mind. A bemused expression was lingering on his face, but I couldn't bring myself to stop. "Please!"

Folding his arms Dr. Jones shook his head, "You should have thought about finishing the paper when I assigned it to you three months prior to today."

"I had a lot of things to do…" Dumbly, I stated this. It was a horrible excuse and I knew Dr. Jones would never accept it, but I had to try at least.

"Yes, I could see that," he looked back at the diner with a knowing stare. I watched as my friend paid the bill, she exited the diner and waved to me shortly. Ava knew I would not be coming back to her from my continuous rambunctious cries to Dr. Jones. "I'll give you until seven thirty."

"Could I at least get a ride back to my house? I wont even make it back home to get the paper if I walk!" I explained feverishly in anguish at the idea of failing a college coarse. The thought was dreadful, unlike most students I did not have enough money to pay for myself; I was running on scholarships.

Mutt smirked as he answered for his father, "Of course we'll give you a ride. Right Daddio?"


Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull quote,

Mutt Williams: (Irinka Spalko holds sword up to Mutt's neck) Woah! Wait, wait, wait. Stop, stop, stop, stop!
Mutt Williams: (grabs comb out of pocket and combs hair) I'm ready.
(to Indy)
Mutt Williams: Don't give these pigs a thing.