A.N. Ok this is my...well sort of first main fic, I've done a really short one but yeah. Just a fun piece that doesnt really have much of a plot but I had lots of fun writing and I hope you have lots of fun reading it.

Pairing- House Cameron and maybe later on some Wilson Cuddy and then Chase and Foreman and some random girls.

Rating- K

Disclaimer- Does my name look like David Shore to you?

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An Easy Ten Bucks

Math. Damn. Luckily Greg House had his ipod or he wouldn't have made it through the next double lesson. At least they were all together. He'd be able to steal Jimmy's laser and constantly annoy the teacher. God, how could he not tell where the little red dot was coming from. He was such an idiot. He could constantly annoy Robby with his habit of eating pencils. Force Eric to give him the ice coffee he had in his bag. Try throwing paper down Lisa's top. That was pretty easy though. And try to steal the millions of lollies from Ally's stash. That was hard. Damn her. Oh well. At least it was the last lesson for the day. They were going to the park after school. Soccer was the best way to recover after school.

10 "Where's that light coming from?" 7 chewed pencils thrown at Robby, a carton of ice coffee, 23 pieces of paper down Lisa's top and oh, only two lollies later, they were home free.

The teams were always the same. Greg and Ally split up because they were the best, Robert and Lisa split up because they were about the same skill level and Eric and Jimmy split up because they both sucked. Half an hour into the game, they decided to call it quits. Ally, Lisa and Jimmy had one and they were all now all comfortably seated out the front of the nearest milkshake bar, slurping their milkshakes.

"Have we got band practice tonight"

"Robbie, we have band practice at your house, you should know when we've got band practice."

"Math brainwashed him", Greg replied, "Actually, he didn't have a brain to begin with"

"Yes we do have band practice tonight", Ally cut in before Greg killed Robby or someone else.

"Are we staying over?"

"Of course, now that I know we have band practcse."

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"JIMMY!!!!!!!!!!! Where's my guitar? I know you took it!"

"I didn't do anything!"

"Well then where… LISA!!!"

At this Lisa exploded into a fit of giggles rolling around on the floor laughing. When Ally saw this she immediately cracked up laughing to join her, she couldn't help it if she laughed easily. At the sight of the two girls rolling around on the floor laughing the rest of them soon joined except for Greg who was staring death into anyone who was looking. Unfortunately for him, no one was looking at him as every present person was currently busy.

Finally they were started. The six of them made up the band. Lisa was on vocals and second guitar, Eric was back-up vocals and lead guitar. Robby was on vocals and violin, Jimmy was on vocals and base guitar. Greg was on vocals, piano and if they needed it, guitar, and Ally on drums. And they were good, if they could ever get through practice without interruption, cough, Greg, cough.

Just as they were getting into it… "Ahhh!" Ally yelled.

"What? Are you okay?"

"I left the brownies in the oven!"

-They were for dessert!

-We should have never let you NEAR the oven!

-What are we gunna eat now?

-WHE'RE GUNNA STARVE!

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-Shh, I'm trying to listen!

-OMGIT'SJOHNNYDEPP!

-Ha, Johnny Wanker!

-Relax Lisa, he ISN'T going to be coming out of the screen and kissing you anytime soon.

-Shut up I wanna watch the movie!

-ooh I'm a PIRATE!

-Shut up! Pirates are cool

-Pirates are hot

-Keira Knightley's hot

-Shut up I'm trying to watch!

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They slept the same way every time, all on a double mattress on the floor, always in the same order. Eric, Robby, Lisa, Jimmy, Ally then Greg.

One night after they had FINALLY gotten to sleep, Ally woke up after a scary dream. She was crying in the corner of the bed. Her dream was so scary and she couldn't sleep. When Greg woke up, he saw her huddled in the corner, arms wrapped around her legs, a tear, lit up by the moonlight, running down her cheek. She looked so scared and innocent. Quietly, he moved towards her.

"Ally?"

"The men, in the car and the skirt and the boy with pictures, don't let her take them" she murmured. Greg didn't know what she was talking about but she looked so helpless so he gathered her small frame up in his arms and took her back next to him.

"It's ok Ally, it was just a dream." He was worried about her but she finally let go of her legs and put her head on his chest. He could feel her tears soaking into his thin t-shirt. He stroked her hair with one hand, and he put his other hand on her waist. Her hand was resting next to her head on his chest and like that, she finally fell asleep.

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"You owe me and Eric ten bucks" Jimmy whispered. "I told you they were together."

"Just because they're sleeping in each others arms, doesn't mean they're going out" Lisa whispered back.

"I didn't say they were going out, I said they were together, this proves that, hand it over." Eric replied. "Easiest ten bucks I've ever won."

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A.N. Constuctive critisism and ideas welcomed. Reviews are my vico...no House is my vicodin, but reviews are muchly appreciated.

Jules.