A/N: Being stuck in a hotel room, watching 10 episodes of the Troop in a row leaves you unable to think of anything else. Writing this should get it out of my head and help me get my writing mojo back. And, yeah, Felix needs a lil' love. Apologies for my horrible attempt at writing anything romantic or intimate. Enjoy!

Felix hates physics.

Not the work, of course, it's something he's always been rather good at, and usually the work never takes up much of his time, which should be dedicated to the Troop. It's the class itself that irritates him. So he's the school's biggest nerd, he can live with that – barely – and the teacher is evil but accepting of his situation. What's a bother to him are the assignments, which for some reason always need partners.

He just sat at his desk and waited for what usually happened – everyone ran around the room like headless chickens trying to find the ideal partner before one poor kid was stuck with him. It only took a few minutes before he was approached.

"So, there's no one else left, I guess we're working together." He sighed and looked up, before jolting back slightly in his seat. Damn, she was standing close! She didn't seem so disappointed, only curious. Everyone knew who he was by now, being the biggest target of the school. He couldn't seem to place her though. She introduced herself as Emily, sat down next to him and started rapidly discussing the topic of their assignment.

Over the week he learnt a lot about Emily. She always had this mild, but ever occurring cold that made her cough and splutter in dusty places, she was overbearing and full-on, and she could talk faster than he could think.

Being a particularly… deprived boy, there were other things he couldn't help but notice either. He saw the way she licked her lips when she was nervous, or nibbled at the corners while she worked. He noticed how perfectly shaped her eyes were, and how her hands were long and spindly like spiders. No doubt she was attractive, but not in a way that stood out. That, he reasoned, was why he could never remember seeing her properly before. He had seen her around, but never doing anything memorable, at least not to a monster fighter like himself.

And the monster fighting had never been harder. He spent more time in the simulator with Jake, more time fighting monsters, more time solving his teammates problems and less time doing schoolwork, which Emily wasn't going to let slide.

"Felix, wait!" Emily yelled from behind him. He flinched, turning away from the storage room to face her. Why was the hallway empty? Where was everyone?

"Emily, uh-"

"What have you been doing this week? Physics assignment, remember?"

"I've been really busy, Emily, I'm-" She held up a hand, stopping him.

"You're busy all the time, Felix. What could you possibly be doing, building a bomb? The assignment is due tomorrow!"

He flinched. "Maybe we could meet up at the library and work on it?"

"Oh," her voice went up an octave, "like we were meant to yesterday? I was at the library for three hours before it closed! You can't just blow me off like that!" Okay, he felt bad, but now he was angry.

"Back off, Emily! I'll get it done, okay? There is other stuff I have to do!"

"Ugh, you're impossible!"

"And you're obsessive!"

"At least I don't ditch people!"

"I'm not the one chasing people down and scaring them into work, am I?" Each insult had led them a step closer to each other, staring each other down with glares that could put Medusa to shame. Emily was huffing with a glare.

"…"

"…"

"… do you want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss you right now?"

"God, yes." He ripped the hat off her head and dug his hands into her dark curly locks, his lips locking together with hers. They were softer than they looked –oh God, she tasted like butterscotch – and her hands stretched around his neck and pulled him closer.

Stepping forward and pushing Emily with him the storage room door opened, and they clattered in together. Emily giggled, separating from him long enough for her to take a breath and him to shut the door. Not the only thing the storage room was good for hiding, he thought, though not exactly where I wanted to have my first make out session. It felt like hours, but only minutes passed before Emily pulled away, hands on his chest.

"So," she gasped, "about that assignment…"

"I'll be in the library at lunch finishing it off." He stuttered. Emily smiled, kissing his cheek and fixing her hair. "Thanks." She stepped out of the storage room. Felix stepped out a few minutes later, still dazed but clean and unruffled again, searching his pockets for his glasses and trying not to grin.

Felix loves physics.

"So?" Maria asked as she approached Emily, sitting down next to the girl absent-mindedly playing with a pair of black glasses.

"You stole his glasses?" Kate squealed, picking them from her friend's hands and putting them on her face, squinting through the lenses. Emily laughed at her.

"I certainly don't know why nobody likes him." Emily sighed.

Maria wrapped an arm around her friends shoulder as Kate bounced up and down in her seat. "Spill."

"He has abs under all that geek. Abs!" announced the brunette.

"Secret abs? Oh, I'd tap that." Maria gushed. Emily raised a brow. "You know I've always been an abs girl!"

"But Emily has a thing for guys with glasses." Kate stirred, handing the glasses back to her friend, rubbing her eyes. The blonde scooted back next to her Spanish friend, leaning around her to look at Emily. "Is he a good kisser?"

"He could put the president to shame." Kate gasped. "You've kissed Obama?"

Maria tugged the blonde's hair. "No, the school president, moron."

" Can't believe you tricked me into being his partner though."

"But was it worth it?" Asked Maria with curiosity.

Emily grinned. "Now, to get him in history."