I've never written an Arty romance before and I just had to take a shot at it. :P it's too irresistible! FYI, I'm going to break some cannon rules. The Lost Colony happened but Minerva didn't happen and the three year time break won't be mentioned 'cause I don't want to be bothered with it. The twins will probably be in there though.
Artemis sat in the desk in his homeroom. He knew better than to start counting down the minutes till classes were over. School hadn't even started yet. He couldn't really get it into his parent's heads that anything they taught at school, he already knew. And he didn't want to meet new people. He had friends. Or at least a friend. His parents really couldn't know about Holly.
This first day of school and the young teenage students were already gossiping like it was third quarter. Unfortunately half of the gossip was about his own person. Artemis didn't really mind but it did give him quite a head ache.
The bell rang and everybody scrambled to find a seat with their friends that was not next to the Artemis freak kid. Since Artemis was in the far corner, there was only one seat directly next to him.
Everyone found someplace to sit without taking that particular seat. Artemis preferred it that way. He had better things to do with his time besides working on algebraic equations and that wouldn't be possible if he had someone sitting right next to him trying to copy his answers.
The teacher walked in and everyone looked up. He was escorting a young girl with short blonde hair and hazel eyes with tanned skin. She was averaged height and stood up straight and looked confident about herself but nervous about the situation she was in.
"Listen here, everyone," Mr. Henley said. "This is Roselyn. Her family moved here from America this summer. Roselyn, why don't you stand up here with me while I do role-call so you can learn some names?"
The girl shrugged and looked for all the world that she didn't care one way or another. Artemis, the ever observant, noticed though that she shuffled her feet slightly and kept scanning through the desks as if looking for an escape rout from the center of attention.
As Mr. Henley read off each name, the student would raise there hand and Roselyn would look at them. Artemis could practically see her fixing the name and face into her mind. When her eyes fell on Artemis, he noticed that she made a face. Slightly curious but disproving all the same. It slightly puzzled him. What on his person could be considered disproving? Except that he had mismatched eyes.
"Now, Roselyn, why don't you tell us about yourself?" Mr. Henley said. She looked like she wanted to disappear.
"Well," she began, from the first word one could tell she was from southern America, her accent stood out like a sore thumb among their own Irish tones. "I go by Rosy. I actually don't like to be called Roselyn. It sounds like an ol' lady's name ta me," she said. "I've got two younger sibs, who are twins. Boy and girl and I…. like fantasy," she finished awkwardly.
"You like fantasy?" Mr. Henley pressed. She actually blushed.
"Yeah, kinda," Rosy said, starring down at the floor for the first time.
"Like books or movies," Mr. Henley continued to press.
"Jus' fantasy in general," Rosy said somewhat sternly. From the back row Artemis raised his eyebrows.
"Is that it? Any questions for err… Rosy?" Mr. Henley asked. Artemis raised his hand.
"How old are your siblings?" he asked casually. Rosy actually grinned at the thought of the two.
"They're three," she said smiling.
Artemis nodded but didn't say anymore. He was mostly looking for her reaction at the mention of her brothers. Most teenagers he interviewed about their siblings said that they hated them, or couldn't wait till they moved out. Artemis himself didn't dislike his newfound younger brothers, but he really didn't know what to do with them.
"Alright then, Rosy, there is a seat open next to Artemis. You can go ahead and sit now."
Rosy's face looked completely relieved as she made her way to the back of the room and slumped in her seat.
"I hate school," she muttered and she sank into her chair.
You're not alone, there, Artemis thought as Mr. Henley began teaching.
Yeah. Sort chapter to get it started. Nothing really happened yet. But I've got some things planned for this one. What do I see in the near future? Arty! Failing! A! Class! Don't worry he doesn't lose his genius. You'll just have to stay tuned to find out!