Yet another fan fiction from yours truly, comix-freak! Please review!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own Artemis or Saint Bartleby's. But I do own Collette.

Chapter one: Collette DeSantos

Anyone with an IQ of over three hundred knows how difficult a genius' life can be. Being smart is no picnic, especially in school. There are a lot more downs than ups. For instance, someone may ask you to 'help' them with their homework. No problem. But then if everybody within ten feet of you asked you for 'help' with their homework, you'd end up doing everybody's homework and not being able to do your own. Or your teachers would expect too much out of you and one day you give them something a little short of spectacular and they give you a D- when other kids did worse and got a C.

Of course, that would only happen to a genius who was friendlier than not and willing to spare some time to help others. Artemis Fowl II was not one of those genii. His pale skin and cold stare would repel other kids who sought help with their homework. His deep, icy blue eyes and vampire appearance would make any teacher think twice before giving him anything worse than a B. And that was how Artemis wanted it.

At least, that's how he wanted it before the day his life took a turn for the worse. At Saint Bartleby's School for Young Gentlemen, the students didn't get out much, as it was with most boarding schools. They were usually studying, doing homework, in school, or using their rare spare time to relax. The longest time they had to do the things they wanted was during the winter holidays. Artemis usually stayed indoors, while the other boys were having fun at the shopping center a few blocks away.

Artemis was just getting up out of bed on a bright winter morning when he suddenly realized his toothpaste had all run out. He checked the drawer for another tube. Empty. He stormed out of the bathroom. Hearing laughter, he curiously looked out the window. Outside, three stories down, a group of boys were having a snowball fight.

How immature, Artemis thought as he tugged on his clothes.

He slipped on his shoes and headed out the door. He thought he might go to the shopping center to get some more toothpaste.

"Where are you going?" a classmate named Jonathan O'Connor asked him in the hall.

"Out," Artemis said. "I need more toothpaste."

"Oh, I see," Jonathan said. "Well, have a nice time."

"Thank you." Artemis rolled his eyes. What an imbecile.

The morning air was cold and Artemis could see his breath as he stepped outside. It was only a little ways to the shopping center. Artemis could spare a few minutes. The shopping center was packed with teenagers and students from Saint Bartleby's. Artemis elbowed his way to the toothpaste isle. He selected his brand and stood in line. Just as he was finishing paying for the tube, he saw someone in the corner of his eye. His eyes widened and he grabbed the toothpaste tube, shoving it his pocket and quickly following whoever he saw out the door. It was just after he stepped out the door of the store he saw whoever he saw clearly.

She tossed her long blonde hair over her shoulder and stuck her gorgeous hand back into the pocket of her coat, making a piece of paper fall out of her pocket.

Artemis picked it up and hurried to catch up to her.

"I'm sorry," he said. "Is this yours?"

The girl turned around and Artemis was stunned by her beauty. "Why, yes," she said. "It is. Thank you." She smiled a dazzling smile of perfectly strait, white teeth.

"I…I'm Artemis Fowl," Artemis said, holding out his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Artemis," the girl shook his hand. The very touch of her made Artemis' heart flutter. "I'm Collette DeSantos."

"A pleasure. Do you live around here?"

"Yes." Collette pointed at the large house on the hill about half a mile away. Even though it was that far away, Artemis could clearly see it. "Right there." Her voice was like birds singing on a clear morning, like moonlight on a field of flowers.

"I go to school at Saint Bartleby's."

"Well," Collette said, "I'd better get going. My mother's expecting me home for breakfast."

"A pleasure to meet you, Miss DeSantos." Collette turned to leave then stopped. "Artemis," she said, turning around again. "Tomorrow, would you like to meet me at the café on this corner? I'd just love to get to know you better."

"I…" Artemis could feel his face getting red. "Yes. I would."

"It's settled then!" Collette smiled and walked off, her strait blonde hair waving in the wind.

Chapter one finished!! Yay!! And don't go reviewing to me about how Collette is a Mary Sue. I know all too well! Her Mary Sueness will develop even more next chapter…then the fun can begin! Yippee!!! Please review! Pretty please! It would make me sooo happy! Constructional criticisms welcome!