Hi! I'm Alison. The idea of Ratty Corduroy and Legally Blonde is basically just a collection of Emmett/Elle one shots, some connected, some not.

Disclaimer: I don't own Legally Blonde, and I hardly think I ever will.

Chapter One Summary: Emmett wakes up in Elle's dorm after falling asleep trying to pull a study all nighter and finds himself fighting his feelings for Little Miss Woods comma Elle.

When Emmett woke, the first thing that came to his attention was that he was most definitely not in his apartment. The second was that he wasn't in a bed, but rather sprawled out on a desk. As his confusion began to subside, he realized that he must've fallen asleep while helping Elle study all night.

I guess I'm immune to Red Bull now. He rubbed his eyes and stretched, looking around at all the pink that engulfed him. Emmett chuckled dryly to himself when he thought back to when he first stepped into the extremely pink dorm room. Only Elle could have this much pink without seeming like a toddler.

Speaking of Elle, where is she? Emmett glanced at Elle's bed; just then noticing her blonde head hardly out from under the fuchsia covers. Almost as if she could unconsciously notice him looking at her, she rolled over, revealing her sleeping face. Emmett sighed as he stared at her. God she was so beautiful, but that was no secret. Everyone who saw her knew that she was practically goddess-like. What made Emmett different than most people, however, was that her appearance wasn't what stood out to him that struck him as beautiful. She was brilliant, no doubt. How many people could grasp almost half a year of law in a few months?

Yes, Elle Woods was most definitely the most extraordinary woman Emmett had ever met. It was impossible to him to think that she would actually want to be friends with someone like him. Friends. Somehow, that word left a bitter taste in his mouth. Well of course we're friends. I mean it's not like either of us see each other as more than best friends, right? What was worse to him was that this wasn't the first time that has passed through his mind. I'm only thinking like this because I just woke up. That's it, I don't actually think of Elle like that. No, definitely not.

Elle is my friend. Just a friend. Nothing more than a friend. Friend. Friends. Elle and Emmett: Best friends.

He didn't really know whom he was kidding. It was obvious, even to him that he was completely falling for her. His issue, however, was that she was absolutely head over heels for Warner Huntington the Third, not Emmett Forrest…the only. He was so annoyed how Warner had everything and more. He had looks, money, a girlfriend, and most importantly Elle. Warner had Elle, even though he didn't even want her. He was treating Elle horribly, and yet he still had her wrapped around his finger. Elle deserved better, so much better, than Warner Huntington the Third. She definitely deserves better than me, that's for sure.

Elle is my friend. Just a friend. Nothing more than a friend. Friend. Friends. Elle and Emmett: Best friends.

He kept repeating it over and over in his head. He knew that he couldn't have romantic feelings for Elle Woods. Remember, it's because you only just woke up, idiot. He actually felt like hitting himself in the head with a rock. He blew air out of his nose and smirked when he remembered how Elle had asked him to hit her in the head with a rock. His smirk fell when he remembered how she had looked so broken. God he hated how sad she looked…and cold. While a blonde bombshell in a Playboy Bunny costume would have been most guys dream come true, all he was able to think about when he saw her was the tears in her eyes.

Not to mention how adorable she was in my sweatshirt. Truthfully, Emmett never wanted Elle to give him back that sweatshirt, even though he had stated otherwise. It made his heart swell to think of the sleeves that were much to large for her, and how she played with the zipper absently.Emmett shook his head violently. He was not allowed to think of how beautiful, adorable, brilliant, kind, sweet, caring, and thoughtful she is. Oh yes, he was falling for Elle Woods, and boy was he falling for her hard.

Emmett was far too consumed in his confusing thoughts to realize that Elle was stirring in her bed and waking up. He was still staring at her, of course, practically basking in her sunny aura. He definitely did not notice her sitting up on her bed and staring back him. He was just so lost in thought that it didn't even register in his mind that she was awake at all. It wasn't until she actually got up out of her bed that it even remotely clicked in his head that she was fully aware that he was staring, and even then it wasn't enough for him to snap back into reality.

"You know, Emmett, I would have never thought that you would be the kind of guy to enjoy watching someone sleep," Elle's voice called out to him teasingly, finally connecting Emmett to reality.

Elle is my friend. Just a friend. Nothing more than a friend. Friend. Friends. Elle and Emmett: Best friends.

Yeah, I know it's kind of short, but I got writer's block almost immediately after starting to write this. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this one shot…assuming someone is actually reading this. Of course, if someone is reading this, then I do hope you review, favorite, and follow for more. I plan on adding another one shot today, because I'm going to get started as soon as I post this one. Then after that, I plan on updating weekly. Thank you for reading and I do hope to hear some feedback from you all!