Lisa Cuddy was trying to study anatomy. She had all of her books spread out over her bed and was desperately look up terms, trying to make it all make sense. Then, she heard the front door shut and inwardly she groaned. She could hear murmuring voices and giggling and the clink of glasses. Anna was back...with the current fling of the week, Mark. As the sounds grew louder, Lisa came to the realization that she was not going to be able to concentrate. She needed quiet, perfect quiet and when the stereo blared on, she collapsed onto her bed. She quickly colleted the books she'd need. Hastily, but silently, she crept through the living room trying very hard not to look at the couch.

When she reached the library she felt like groaning again. Everyone was studying for mid-terms and there wasn't an empty table in sight. She glanced around the room and noticed a man sitting at only half a table. She walked over to the empty chair and whispered, "May I sit here?" He nodded and she sat down and opened her books.

house

Greg noticed her when she first walked in. She wasn't quite his type, but there was no denying she was pretty; willowy with long, curly dark hair and green-blue eyes. When she walked over to her table he was pleased. He watched her out of the corner of his eye as she poured over her books, obviously struggling.

When they both got up at the same time to leave, they were embarrassed. They walked through the library in silence and as the doors shut behind them, she stuck out her hand, "Lisa Cuddy."

He smiled at her forwardness, "Gregory House, but..."

She cut him off, "But I can call you Greg?"

"Everybody does."

"Well, it was nice meeting you Gregory, but everybody calls you Greg."

He chuckled, "Likewise."

"Maybe I'll see you around."

"Maybe you will."

Greg watched her walk off into the crisp sunshine. He'd have to keep an eye out for her.

house

Lisa sat in the second to last row of the large classroom. She was trying to not fall asleep and had resorted to making a grocery list in her head. "Bread, toilet paper, sticky notes, milk, ah screw it!" A glance at the clock told her she still had 45 minutes. With a silent groan she tried to pay attention, but the professor's monotone voice had placed her back in a stupor. Finally, she started studying her fellow students. The preppy girl, who was painting her nails, was going to get pregnant and never graduate. Junkie boy would drift away. Kid who is actually paying attention will graduate but only date nerd girls and not get invited to parties. Brownish-blonde guy passing notes to...she paused. It was that guy from the library. She'd recognize those blue-grey eyes anywhere. Lisa watched him pass a note to the guy sitting by him, who snickered and then passed a note back. She searched around for his name, "Something weird...House! And first name is...Greg! Greg House." Lisa watched the two guys passing notes for the rest of the class. When the class finally ended, they picked up their bags and walked out of the class together.

The next time Lisa had that class, she got there early and watche dfor him. This time he walked in alone. He obviously looked for his friend, and when he didn't see him, Greg started looking for a place to sit. When he noticed that hte seat next to her was empty he caught her eye. Lisa nodded and he came over by her. As the class continued ot filter in, the two students sat in silence. Finally, Greg turned to her and said, "It's Lisa right?"

"Right." She smiled, "And you're Greg."

"Right." He grinned back. They fell back into silence, although it was less awkward this time.

As the professor started to lecture, half the class fell asleep, and the other half stopped paying attention. Greg wrote on his note book and pushed it over to her, "I can't believe how boring this class is!"

She smiled and wrote back, "I know. I'm not sure how I'm going to pass the final. I can't pay attention."

He wrote back, "If he didn't take attendance I wouldn't be here. All the information is in the book."

"Really?"

"Yeah, Jimmy and I took notes the first few classes, and then we realized it's all there."

"Well that's a relief. Is that your friend's name? Jimmy?"

Greg nodded.

"Where is he?"
"I have no idea. He usually meets me here."

"That's odd."
"Yeah. After class I'm going to go home and see if he's there."

"You're roommates?"
"Yeah."

Did you know each other from back home?"
"No. We met our first year here."
"What year are you?"

"Third. What year are you?"
"First."
Their written conversation continued through the rest of the class.

After class ended, the two students walked out into the hallway together.

"So, I'll see you in class next time?"

"Yeah." She replied with a grin. "I'll see you then."

As Greg walked away he glanced over his shoulder at her and grinned.

A/N: I am currently without internet at my apartment, but I try to get to the library as often as possible, so I can't make any promises! Also, I have a major case of writer's block, but I'm working through it. As always...review!