Hey hey! This just came to me one morning. Still have no idea where it's going, but I'm sure I'll find some plot on the train or in my bed. Lol. Hope you enjoy and please review if you like!

Chapter One – Rowdy Students and the Chaos That Is Dr Malcolm

Alan Grant frowned, cleared his throat and continued to give his long and tedious lecture on Velociraptors. He could see all the students move restlessly, doodling in their notebooks, crossing and un-crossing their legs, but it was the presence of a young man who sat five rows from the back to his left that was repeatedly distracting him from his own notes.

The boy was having a thumb war it seemed with some blonde girl and then laughed loudly, not caring that he was interrupting a lecture. He then chucked a pen at one of his classmate's head and threw his head back giggling when his friend's attempt at retaliation ended with smacking another boy with a rubber.

Alan cleared his throat once more and smoothed out the paper in front of him.

"Raptors were not just smart; they were capable of communicating to a degree we never imagined. They worked as a team to bring down large prey and used coordinated attacks to ensure a successful hunt….."

More laughter from the back and this time the boy had turned round completely in his seat to face a group of girls behind him who he was now telling them a story that had them all blushing and giggling in a flirtatious manner.

"Excuse me!" Alan grumbled into his microphone. Other students in their midst of quietly chattering ceased immediately all too aware of the reputation of Dr Grant when he gave students into trouble. The young man didn't silence, he just continued to get louder oblivious to the fact that everyone was staring at him and that he had the eye of disdain focused on him by the lecturer.

"Excuse me!" He repeated with just a hint of a shrill to his voice. Alan's temper bubbled easily when it came to him being interrupted in a subject he loved. The boy now got the hint as his friend dug an elbow into his ribs. He looked up and turned around quickly. Then he gave a cheeky wave and grinned.

"What's your name?" Dr Grant asked in a disapproving tone. He saw the boy mouth a name, noticing the absence of 'sir' at the end, but he was too far away for him to be able to pick it up clearly. He squinted leaning on the surface that held his lecture notes.

"Louder, please?"

"Billy Brennan." A girl said at the front and then blushed, ducking her head.

"Well, Mr Brennan, I'd like you to stay behind after this lecture to discuss some views on manners."

The boy scowled as his friend beside him giggled unsympathetically.

"Tough luck, Billy."

"Shut up." He mumbled.

Alan Grant finished swiftly noticing the time and delegated homework to everyone that was to be completed for the following week. The class moaned their annoyance and stood up in a mad rush for the exit. One of those leaving was Billy Brennan who had no intention of staying behind when soccer practice was due to start. He was pushing passed his friends getting one step out the exit when a hand clamped on the collar of his t-shirt and he was hauled to the side, landing ungracefully into a broad chest.

"Hey! Get off!" He yelled and pushed against the body.

"I believe Dr Grant asked you to stay behind."

The boy looked up and growled at the tall man, with black sunglasses covering his eyes and a mop of unruly black hair on top his head. His hands were surprisingly cold in the afternoon heat and he tried to shrug the hands off when they touched the back of his neck.

"Who the hell are you?" He tried once more to pull at the man's forearm to get him free from the grip, but the man just smiled patiently and turned to look in the lecture hall, finding one Dr Grant approaching the pair.

"Ah, Dr Malcolm." He said with a pleased smile and shook the man's free hand. "I see you stopped Mr Brennan from evading our talk."

Billy mumbled something under his breath and Ian Malcolm swung him round to face Alan with two hands clamped on each shoulder.

"Sure did. He either has short-term memory loss or was sprinting off to soccer practice."

"Soccer practice?" Alan asked with a knowing smile.

"Did that not start nearly ten minutes ago?" Ian leered, squeezing the boy's shoulders. He tried to shrug away, but was trapped from moving very far by Alan.

"Mr Brennan. You were very distracting in my lecture today…."

"Was it my ass?" Billy asked, straight-faced.

Alan stumbled over his words, completely taken back with the lack of respect or care.

"Mr Brennan." He repeated loudly as he saw Ian muffle a smirk and giggle into his palm. "I will not have you talking through my lectures or distracting other students. Do you understand?"

"Sure."

"As a punishment I want you to come back here after your classes today and help me tidy up the lab before you go home. Is that clear?"

He clenched his jaw and nodded. Ian poked him in the back with his index finger.

"I can't hear you, kid."

"Yes."

He poked him again.

"Yes, sir." He said curtly. "Can I go now?"

"Yes, but be back here at four o'clock sharp." Alan stated, shaking his head as the boy rushed off.

"Kids, huh?" Ian Malcolm laughed lightly and watched the boy disappear through a door.

"What brings you here, Ian?" Alan asked, a growing suspicion surfacing.

"Alan, Alan. Can I not visit an old friend without having an ulterior motive?"

The older man raised an eye-brow sceptically. The raven-haired man laughed and held up his hands surrendering.

"Okay, I give. I've got a permanent position teaching at this school."

"What?"

"Yeah, I'm going to be working right alongside you from now on, Dr Grant."

"Please tell me you're kidding."

"Me and you - taking on another set of monsters together."

Alan closed his eyes and drew one hand down his face. Between rowdy students and the chaos that was Dr Ian Malcolm, Alan knew he'd be driven into early retirement.

"Come on, I checked your timetable. We've both got the next hour off. Let's grab some lunch and catch up."

"Can't wait." Alan mumbled and turned, stepping in time with his friend.

Author's Note: What do you think? Do you like? Please review. I'd love to hear what you think. Oh, I'd also like to thank Taisia Kuno for her story entitled 'We Can Be Heroes'. It inspired me to write a story with my favourite Jurassic Park characters. XD