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Honors Advanced Chemistry (CHE 453)
Chapter One: The Begin of the Semester
"Timothy Magix"
"Present!" Timmy replied to the role. It was his first day of Chemistry 453 and Timmy was feeling a mixture of happiness and anxiety. After this semester he would have a degree. It was the seventh step in the condensed version of his future plans. It seemed to be happening so fast.
"Doireann Whisperia"
"It's Darcy." Timmy looked in the direction of the harsh voice. She looked bored and half-sleep already. It was a 9:30 AM class so Timmy understood to a degree. He made sure his schedule allowed him to get adequate hours of sleep and enough time to eat breakfast. He only altered his schedule to study. It'd done him well. He earned a perfect GPA, full ride, and had job prospects upon graduation.
Darcy put her head down and covered her face. Timmy looked once more before focusing on the instructor. Darcy peaked at Timmy before closing her eyes. She could tell he was one of those goody, anal types. His attentiveness on the first day was enough to make her sick. Who pays attention to the syllabus? It didn't matter. Darcy would be doing the same thing even if it were a normal lecture. There were parties all over town that she definitely wouldn't miss. School nights were usually the best. She was at two last night before she crashed at her place. She came home after five massively cross-buzzed. She was surprised she made it to class. The instructor ignored her even though she was sitting in the front row. Darcy was glad she chose one that didn't care. It made things easier when they left her alone.
Darcy was the first one to leave once class was dismissed. She sat in the chair closest to the door for a reason. Timmy got up and walked to the podium to introduce himself to the professor and ask about test structure. He always did this, it helped him when it came to planning his semester. He sent an email a week ago; but, face-to-face communication made sure nothing was lost in translation. Timmy put his backpack over his shoulders and left the classroom. He had an hour to hang out in the library and text his girlfriend, Tecna. Tecna was a Junior and went to a different university; they managed to make it work. They were both dedicated to their schooling and had a lot in common. The distance seemed to make them stronger. Soon he'd meet her parents.
"Timothy Magix." Called a cool voice. Timmy stopped walking and looked around. Did he really hear his name? He saw a couple of his classmates; but, no one he knew. He was sure nobody knew him. He locked eyes with a beautiful brunette he remembered sleeping in CHE 453. She couldn't have been the one to call him though. There was no way someone like her knew he existed. "Yes, I'm talking to you."
"Oh."
Darcy tapped her chin and walked slowly around him. "Hmmm, let me guess. You bought your textbooks two weeks ago." Timmy's face grew red and he didn't respond. Darcy stopped and gave him a small smile. "Library bound?"
"Yes, actually. Are you headed there as well."
"Only if you'll let me borrow your Chemistry book."
Timmy nodded and pushed up his classes. He was about to look through the text himself. It would be great to have someone to study with. He usually would with Tecna; but, it was difficult because they also had different majors. She was Computer Science, ITS double major while he was a Biochemisty, Physics double major with a minor in ITS. Even though Darcy was without a book he knew she had to be smart to get in CHE 453 and assumed she was equally studious. "You must not have received your refund check."
"Why do you think that?"
"You don't have your books."
Darcy laughed. "I never buy books."
Timmy was shocked. "Really?"
"Really." Darcy answered. She headed for the library. She could hear Timmy following behind. After the library she would eat and contemplate going to the rest of her classes. She made sure to make sure most of her classes were not attendance mandatory. CHE 453 is the only one she lucked out on. Darcy regretted making Chemistry her major. If she had stuck with Political Science she wouldn't have been done, but she wouldn't have to take five classes her senior year. She wouldn't have to associate with nerds like Timothy Magix either.
They made it to the library and Darcy immediately went to the machine that copies books. Timmy never used that machine before so it was going to be interesting; but, he'd have to witness it another day. Darcy cursed realizing it was broken. He could see every ounce of annoyance on her face. He wondered what she was going to do about the homework that was due Thursday and beyond. Obviously these shortcut weren't helping. "What is your GPA?"
"I don't know 2.7. Enough to keep me in my sorority."
Timmy frowned. "If you need help studying, I come to the library everyday after class and-"
Darcy cut him off with a laugh. "That's not my thing." Cute, he wanted to save her. Maybe she could save him. All work and no play equals a dull life, Darcy was anything but dull. She scanned the pages of the book they had for homework and gave it back to Timmy. "See you around."
Timmy yawned and threw the comforter off of him. He didn't know why, but his sleep had been disturbed. Maybe he had to use the bathroom. Timmy slid into the slippers beside the bed and shuffled towards the bathroom. The common room in his apartment was only lit by the flicker of the TV. He could see one of his roommate, Riven, stretched on the couch. That wasn't out of the ordinary to see him awake this late into night; but, it was unusual to see him without company. His roommates were very popular, especially when it came to the fairer sex.
The bathroom door swung open before Timmy opened it. A woman yawned and stretched at the the door frame. Timmy turned away once he noticed she was just wearing a shirt. She seemed to laugh at him and leaned on the wall. "You're even more sheltered than I thought, Timothy Magix." That was enough to wake Timmy up; he turned on the lights. Darcy hissed at the sudden brightness. "Damn it, turn that off!"
"Sorry." Timmy said fumbling with the lights. Fortunately for him, Riven did it for him.
"Quit bothering my roommate." Riven commanded Darcy, pulling her out of Timmy's way.
Darcy scoffed and sauntered towards the couch. Riven followed her every move. "Oh please, spare me the faux friendship. What burns you up more? That I know him or that I'm wearing his shirt?"
Timmy grew even redder. Riven frowned and looked at the tag. Surely enough it said Timmy. He didn't notice thinking it was his; but, he should have known. It was too basic and fit like an extremely short dress on her. His shirts were shorter in length and usually bore the British flag. "How'd you get it?"
"Aww, I prefer wrath over envy." Darcy chided, without answering his question. "Besides, this isn't the first item from Timmy I've borrowed."
Riven looked at Timmy for confirmation. Darcy simply grinned. She loved stirring a reaction from Riven. "Is that so?"
"Yes." Darcy said sitting on the arm of the couch. "Are you mad?"
"Shut up."
Timmy left to relieve himself. In that short time Riven and Darcy had forgotten about their animosity and were all over each other. They didn't even notice him return or the sound of his door closing. Apparently he was going to see a lot of Darcy this semester. He didn't know her; but, he couldn't see her staying with Riven. He was a hothead and not as intelligent as she seemed to be. She wasn't even the type of girl Riven liked! It was obvious the chemistry was there from their display in the living room. Timmy had to admit he'd never kissed anyone like that. He'd only had chaste kisses with Tecna and no more than four. Tecna wasn't the most affectionate; and, that wouldn't change soon. That didn't matter to him. He loved Tecna and would never pressure her to do anything she wasn't ready for. He wasn't ready for it himself! Sometimes he wondered what it was like to touch a woman the way his roommates had. The thought always left him lightheaded. He was surprised he didn't pass out when Darcy revealed she was wearing his t-shirt. She was a very attractive woman and that action was something out of a fantasy.
Timmy's thoughts were broken when noticed that his drawer was still open. Amazing, how did she manage to get inside without him noticing? She couldn't have turned on the lights. He was lucky she just took a shirt... Was the t-shirt all she took? Timmy got up and searched the room. Everything seemed in place until he checked his desk. His chemistry book was gone. Timmy felt a lump form in his throat. Darcy said she never bought books; but, that didn't mean that she didn't have them. Timmy double checked to make sure he didn't misplace his book. It wasn't there.
Timmy opened his door and headed towards the couch. Riven and Darcy had cooled off and were in the process of falling asleep on the sofa. Timmy took a deep breath and tapped Darcy on the shoulder. She looked up with a face full of irritation. He swallowed. "Did you move my chemistry book?"
Darcy had no expression on her face. "What makes you think that I have it?"
"It's just that I can't find it..."
"So you think I stole it?" Darcy asked.
Riven glared at Timmy. How could he accuse Darcy? She'd been with him whole time; plus, she didn't have a place to hide such a large text. "I didn't say that, I-" Timmy said flustered.
Darcy rolled her eyes. "Then just what are you asking?" Timmy said nothing. "Just say it!"
"Didyoustealmychemistrybook?!" Timmy finally cracked.
"Yes, I did." Darcy answered.
Darcy arrived late to her 9:30 class and took the seat closest to the door. She stayed focused for about ten minutes before falling asleep as usual. She knew Timmy was looking at her. It was almost as if she could feel him staring at her. She didn't care. She figured he was still upset with her. Things got heated that night. She never revealed where she hid his book; but, she assumed he found it because he didn't report her to the dean of students. She didn't care if he did. He lived off campus in the Specialist Apartments so there was nothing the university could do.
"So what's the answer, Darcy?" A professor asked trying to catch her off guard.
"Mg sub 3, Si sub 4, O sub 10, OH sub 2." Darcy answered then put her head back down.
"...yes."
Timmy looked down at the paper. He still was making calculations. How was she able to do that in her head? Without looking at the board?! She was even more brilliant than he thought. He was going to Skype Tecna for her help in the search for his textbook. With brains like Darcy's, he needed help! It would also be a great puzzle for her. Tecna loved solving puzzled. He missed her. He wouldn't see her until Spring Break to meet her father. It was nerve-wracking! Timmy focused back on his work to get him mind off of it.
When class was over Timmy was both surprised and upset to see Darcy waiting. She smiled at him. He didn't have anything to say to her and doubted she was there to apologize. So Timmy keep walking. Darcy called his name; he ignored her. It was passive aggressive; but Timmy was proud for asserting himself. He focused on his schoolwork twice as hard to make up for his lack of material. He was positively exhausted when he returned home. He unlocked his bedroom door and placed his bookbag next to his desk. That's when he noticed a slender figure sitting on his bed. Timmy screamed and backed into the wall.
Darcy cackled. "You scream like a girl."
"How'd you get in here?" Timmy blushed in embarrassment.
"I don't know. How'd an attractive girl that used to date your roommate get into the apartment? I think the fact that I can get into your room has been established already. Do keep up."
"What do you want?"
Darcy cleaned the dirt out of her nails. "A lab partner that knows what he's doing."
"You mean do the work so you can slack off." Timmy translated
"Bingo."
"No."
"How about I do you a favor and tell you where your book is." Darcy pulled the book out of a massive cut into his mattress. Timmy was floored. How could he not feel her place it there or the difference in the way his bed felt. "Partners?"
"I can't work with you, Darcy."
Darcy rolled her eyes. "I thought you'd say that." Darcy jumped off the bed and showed him a picture of Tecna. "Is this your girlfriend?"
"Yes" Timmy blushed.
Darcy nodded and flipped through her phone. "Now look at these." She handed Timmy her phone, but he gave it back to her once he noticed that it was a suggestive photo of herself. "Look at it."
"No!"
"Trust me, you'll want to see what I send your girlfriend if you're not my lab partner tomorrow."
Timmy's eyes widened; he stood his ground. "She wouldn't believe you."
Darcy showed him the photo again. "That's your shirt, your bed, your poster and this was taken with your camera. I admit, my friend Icy took these; but, if your girlfriend is half the brain I assume she is, then you'll be screwed. Can you really tell her that a random classmate of yours went this far simply to be your lab partner? Don't make this difficult for yourself."
"She would trust me."
"Care to test it?" Darcy threatened. Timmy swallowed. No, he didn't want to risk it. He shook his head and slumped in defeat. Darcy put the phone back into her pocket and smirked. "See you tomorrow, partner."
(A/N) So far there are only going to be five chapter. Timmy/Darcy kind of grew on me while writing. It's no Riven/Aisha, but you'll probably see another one of these again. Give me a noncannon (not with Nabu) pairing and I'll take a crack at it.
Next Chapter: Darcy adds Timmy as a Facebook friend.
