A/N: So I'm not actually sure whether I'm using this thing right, but there's not harm trying it out and hey, if I'm trying it out I might as well write a story right? Also, as is the proper etiquette, here's a nice disclaimer for you
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN MERLIN OR ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT like characters and scenes and concepts THEY ARE THE BBC'S BASED ON HE STORIES OF GEOFFREY OF MONMOUTH ALL I OWN IS MY CURRENTLY UNNAMED OC, have a nice day :)
I'm supposed to be writing my CV right now, shhh, don't tell. But like always, when I'm trying to be productive, a tiny little thing comes knocking on the back door of my mind, not unlike how Gandalf knocked on Bilbo Baggins' door, and then they just go BOOM and turn into dwarves who barrel in and eat the minimal concentration I was able to muster before.
Someone tell me to shut up and get on with the story
OH ALSO (N.b this little section was added on the 1st of April 2015) MY OC HAS A NAME NOW SHE'S CASSANDRA :)
Given that this was her 17th day at university, and she was already struggling to keep up with the number of research assignments her professor was loading onto her, and she had woken up 11 minutes late, thus jeopardizing her chances of catching the bus to her first class of the day, AND she couldn't find her socks having been in the rush that she was in, you couldn't really blame X (A/N:NOW CASSANDRA) for spilling her flask of tea onto someone's toast at 8.13 in the morning.
But then you probably could; it was her own fault for choosing to study Medicine, hence the amount of work.
She'd been in the dormitory kitchen/common room; there was a fridge and a stove and a sofa, with a few sofas and a television. Wifi was free, and there were a few computers, so naturally every student currently residing in the dorms was there night and day. X (A/N: CASSANDRA) poured boiling water from the communal kettle into her stripy blue mug. Having put the teabag in and mushed it around, nibbled on a breakfast biscuit and finished preparing her tea, X (A/N: CASSANDRA) turned around in a rushed fashion and promptly swung her cup of scalding hot tea into an unexpecting girl benignly eating some toast.
The dark, curly-haired girl whose breakfast had so rudely been disrupted was incredibly understanding in the matter, and even helped X (A/N:CASSANDRA) clean up the mess on the floor.
"No, no, don't worry yourself about it, it's only tea, honestly, I never liked this jumper anyway." the girl reassured her. Nonetheless, strings of apologies flew out of X's (A/N: CASSANDRA'S) mouth, and after reducing the initial damage caused by the spillage, X was once again on her busy way.
Once she was safely on the route 58 bus which would deposit her just outside her college, she replayed the events of the morning in her mind. The nice girl whom she had doused in tea had introduced herself as Guinevere- "my friends call me Gwen"- Smith (A/N: Blacksmith's daughter? Calling her Gwen Blacksmith would be a bit of a mouthful, and it'd probably sound weird too.). Had she just made a friend?
"Weird way to make friends", she thought, handing the bus driver her pass, "spilling scalding tea on them," In her 2 weeks and 3 days at College, she insisted to herself that she was "simply too busy to socialise", much to the disappointment of her family, and immersed herself into making schedules and buying textbooks.
"You're entering the best years of your life!" they'd say. "live a little, go on."
She'd always reply with the same thing, "I'll live when I have time. Once I've learned how to help others live too."
There wasn't much that they could say to that.
X's (A/N: CASSANDRA'S) thoughts dwelled on Gwen's unexpected kindness for a while longer, until she arrived at the Medical block of the campus. Just as she turned the door handle, she felt the door handle turn almost of its own accord, and a scrawny boy with black hair and impossibly large ears fell out.
So, tell me what you thought! Yes, the boy with impossibly large ears is Merlin, the other characters will be introduced soon. I might not be able to update this very often, I have my GCSEs coming up so you might have to wait until mid-summer. If you even want to read it. If it's rubbish then do tell me. The title is a quotation from Aristotle. He had a great mind, but unlike so many great ancient Greeks he was sexist and homophobic. Shame, but Nobody's perfect (Geddit? Greeks, Odyssey, 'Nobody?! Okay sorry nvm)
P.S: Oh also I'm not at Uni yet, so tell me if it's not realistic. I'll do my best to change it if it isn't (realistic, that is). Feel free to PM me, or just write it in the reviews.
P.P.S: You can tell I'm new to this whole weird fanfiction writing world- I can't think of a name for my OC, augh. I'll come up with something soon. This is really half-baked, you can tell.
P.P.P.S: Oh the irony of the title.
