Chuck vs. the Harvard Girl

Chuck Bartowski, one of Stanford's best students, is constantly juggling dates, the antics of his best friend, Bryce Larkin, and the challenging world of tech and engineering. But when he meets a certain blonde at a joint college party, his life takes a turn for the unexpected.

A/N: Someone better check Guinness, because I'm damn sure I'm breaking some sort of record with all these stories. Why? Honestly, I may stop writing sooner or later and I want all my ideas to be out on the table, so there. This one came to me quite randomly, and I have no idea how things will work, but we'll see. Thanks as always for stopping by and reading, hopefully you'll enjoy this one.

Chapter One:

-Stanford University: Palo Alto, CA: March 17th, 2007-

"I can't believe we're wasting our time on this." Charles Bartowski shook his head in half amusement, half disbelief as he sat in front of Bryce's laptop, as he and Bryce typed in the last few codes.

"Wasting our time?" Bryce grinned. "I don't recall you saying that when Zork first came up." He replied, smoothing his dark hair back, out of his chiseled face. Chuck glanced up at him, then back at the computer. How did a guy like that become such a nerd?

"Honestly, I didn't think we'd go so far as to re-write an entirely new game." Chuck admitted with a smile of his own, clacking away at the keys.

"Why not? The Kappa Alpha freshman will love this." He smirked victoriously, as Chuck rolled his eyes. That fraternity would be the end of him.

"Something tells me that they don't play Zork…" Chuck mused, waiting for the program to start up so that they could demo it.

"I'll bet you ten bucks you're wrong." Bryce told him cheekily.

"Whatever, I really have to go study for the exam tomorrow anyway. Collinson has no mercy with those." Chuck told his best friend as he nodded knowingly and sympathetically.

"You know what you need?" Bryce asked happily, perking up at his apparent thought.

"What's that?" Chuck gave him the time of day yet again.

"A party. A really great, kick ass party. You could loosen up, drink a little, meet new girls…." He added the last part in a playful yet suggestive tone, as if to tease him. "Maybe talk to some old ones, hmm?" Bryce smirked.

"Jill's sweet, and really smart and-"Chuck was cut off.

"-hot." Bryce finished, nodding. "But?"

"She's just…..I don't know man, I don't see us going very far." Chuck spoke from the heart. In all honesty, Jill was probably perfect for him. He just didn't reciprocate her apparently strong feelings.

"Chuck, you're crazy." Bryce finished, grinning as the text appeared on the screen.

Watching Chuck type, Bryce folded his arms over his chest. "I'm throwing a party with the guys this Friday night." He declared rather loudly, as Chuck glanced up at him, a nervous look crossing his features.

"God…..Bryce, are you sure that's a good idea? We've got midterms coming up, and we need to be-"

"-prepared, whatever." Bryce replied flippantly, having none of it. "You only go through college once, my friend."

"-And the goal isn't to get wasted at every corner." Chuck quipped.

"I can argue that…..Look, anyway, you need a break, and I'm doing this for you. Please?" He begged.

"Fine….." Chuck sighed, hoping the subject would pass if he agreed.

"Jill or no Jill, it's time you got yourself a girl."

-0-

-Harvard University: Cambridge, Massachusetts: March 17th, 2007-

"Ugh, Walker, you said college would be fun." Carina complained as she filed her nails boredly, lying on the bed. Observing Sarah type away at her laptop was quickly becoming her least favorite pastime.

"No I didn't." Sarah replied busily attacking her essay. "Law school is never easy."

"Why are we here again?" Carina huffed unhappily, glancing at her gorgeous blonde room mate.

"Because we were the best in our class, and I wanted to." Sarah answered readily. "You chose to tag along…..it's not my fault Harvard simply accepted you." She replied a hint of sarcasm there as well.

"Hey…. sexy, fluent in three plus languages, straight A's…..who wouldn't pick me?" she smirked jokingly as Sarah rolled her eyes at her for the umpteenth time that day.

"You're really a wonder, Carina." Sarah finished her essay after the third straight hour of typing, falling back onto her bed with a sigh.

"Take it easy Walker….one more key and you might've died." She teased, though concern was evident for her friend.

"No matter how much I get done, there's always more…." Sarah sighed, burying her head in her pillow, stress overcoming her.

"Tell me about it….six party invites in one week, huh? That's pretty good." Carina smirked proudly. "One was even from a friend from Stanford…..California, Walker. Too good to miss…..I hear they throw killer parties…." She tempted Sarah slowly.

"Are you kidding?" Sarah scoffed. "You're telling me to just up and leave at one of the hardest points of law school to leave and party at Stanford?"

"Mhmm…..they've got really hot guys there…..c'mon Walker, please?"

"No. Way." Sarah replied firmly.

"Please?" Carina repeated unhappily.

"No….." Sarah replied, watching Carina's facial expressions switch to that of a lost puppy, eyes glimmering.

"Walker…..don't make me go alone….." Carina pleaded in a faux manner. "Plus, I miss the fun version of you…..you're young, remember?"

"What do you mean?" Sarah asked, in faux anger.

"I'm just saying, you used to be so risky and fun….."Carina defended her statement. "But now you're all business….."

"Law School will do that to you…." Was Sarah's uneager response.

"That's why you should go to this party!" Carina finished with a grin, watching as her argument simply completed it's self.

"Fine….." Sarah sighed reluctantly, the last one jabbing her. "I'll try to be more fun…..Plus, we can make a quick drive to San Diego anyway…..My parents really wanted to see me…..we can surprise them."

"Great." Carina smirked. "Because I already said we'd be there."

"When is this?" Sarah sighed gently.

"Friday night….we've got two days."

A/N: Okay guys, so this is my college non spy fic. Should be pretty light hearted and fun, no spies until….maybe never. Anyway, I know it was short….consider it a preview. Thanks a million for reading, let me know what you think? Keeper? Or should I delete it? As always, have a great one guys.

-LLC