I have decided to reupload chapter one. I will upload chapter two in a few hours. This fic will contain a lot of drama, and the rating may go up as the story continues. Please tell me if I have forgotten your OC. He or she will be written in the second chapter. For now, I hope that you like this first chapter. POV's will begin in the second chapter.

Rugrats: Dil's College Years

Chapter One

Dillan Pickles, also known as Dil Pickes by friends and family, had begun college a few years ago. Even though college was against his wishes, he knew that his parents, no matter how much they loved him, would not let him live with them forever. Besides, getting a job was difficult if you had not gone to college, especially with Dil's personality.

In his dorm room, he lived with his roommate, Ace. Even though many girls believed otherwise, Ace was a rude, careless, lazy, guy who believed in open relationships. In fact, he had experience being a heartbreaker, although for some strange reason, girls continuously came back to him. Perhaps it was because of his physical attractiveness and his 'bad boy' attitude.

Alexander Jasper, also known as Ace by most people, had spiky orange hair. He was a year older than Dil, and failing most of his classes. Most of the time, he wore a black biker jacket, a white T-shirt, and blue Diem jeans, along with a pair of black biker boots. You were often lucky if you saw his eyes, since he always wore black sunglasses. If you saw him, one would think that black was his favorite color. Ace was a 'smooth' guy, although truthfully, he was mean and rude. One flaw about Ace was that he could never keep a steady relationship; he always ended up two-timing his current girlfriends.

Ace never cleaned up anything around their dorm room. He always left the cleaning to Dil, and often left cookie crumbs on their bed. This was why Dil did not like Ace. Now he knew what Tommy felt when they were younger and Dil would often make messes around their parents' house. This very Sunday, Dil sat in his dorm room, waiting for Ace to come back and boast to him about the hot chicks that he made out with. After all, there was nothing else to do.

At least, there was nothing else to do until Dil received a phone call. He took his cell phone out of his pants pocket and looked to see who it was. The screen read 'Kimi Finster.' Dil smiled. He had stayed friends with all of the gang throughout the years, with the exception of Phil, although if he were asked who his best friend was, he would probably answer 'Kimi Finster.' Dil had had a crush on Kimi for two years, and the two had dated and even went to prom together twice! However, Kimi had broken up with Dil for Phil once she went off to college. Even though Dil had admittedly been hurt, he understood. Dil was two years younger than Kimi, and she needed someone to comfort her at college, not a distant boyfriend.

Ever since then, though, Phil and Dil could not be kept in a room together without arguing over Kimi. Dil could understand why Kimi had so many people that wanted her, though. She had grown into a beautiful young woman. Kimi had stopped wearing pigtails a long time ago, and now sported a ponytail. She was rather athletic, and wore purple lipstick. She did not care about what others thought of her, and always wore whatever she wanted to. Kimi hated it whenever guys looked at her chest instead of thinking about her intelligence. In fact, during senior prom, she had purposely chosen the ugliest dress that she could at the store just so that other girls could get attention.

Dil answered the phone call. "Hello?" Dil asked. "Hey Dil," Kimi said. "I know that I probably ask you this too much, but are you going to that Cree chick's party tonight?"

The name 'Cree Carmichael' was probably the most popular around the campus. Cree was known as many things; the best party thrower on campus, a manipulative snob, Susie Carmichael's younger sister, a diva, etc. Kimi, who enjoyed drama, often went to Cree's parties not only to drink, but to see arguments and fights start. That was pretty much what everyone did. Dil was not interested in doing anything like that, because he felt unwanted at parties like Cree's. "Nah, Kimi, you know I'm not going," Dil reminded her. "So I really don't know why you ask me that every time." Dil heard Kimi sigh.

"Dil, why don't you ever consider going to Cree's parties instead of answering with just a 'no?'" Kimi asked. "You have never been to any of her parties, and you are a year away from graduating from college! I think that you should attend this party, Dil. It could really improve your social status. Besides, since you never go to her parties, Cree does not even know that you exist!"

"I have met Cree before, though," Dil reminded Kimi. "Yeah, you have, but that was when Cree was, like, seven!" Kimi exclaimed. "How in the heck would she remember? Besides, Cree has grown up a lot, Dil. No matter how rude and stuck-up she is, I have to admit that she is physically attractive." Dil rolled his eyes.

"Why can't I just look at a picture of Cree instead?" Dil asked. He heard Kimi sigh. "Dil, you have to come to this party! Cree said that it will be her most exclusive party of the year!"

"Since you just said that Cree is now rude like Angelica, I think she is a liar, too. I bet that she is just lying to get people like me to come!" Dil exclaimed, now a bit fed up with Kimi's pleading for him to come to the party. Even if Kimi were his best friend, sometimes, he would get annoyed with Kimi because of her pleading for him to do things that he did not want to do.

"I will admit it, she probably is, but, please, Dil, do this for me," Kimi whispered, obliviously trying her best to sound like she had been crying. Dil sighed. He hated it whenever Kimi cried – or, at least whenever she pouted. "Okay, I'll come to her stupid party?" He could hear Kimi cheering on the other line. "But what's in it for me?" he added.

"You get to meet Cree again?" Kimi said questionably. "No, I could care less about how Cree looks nowadays," Dil said. "Um, you get to reconcile your friendship with Phil?" Dil laughed. "Yeah, like Phil would ever agree to that. I bet he's pretty mad now because you're talking to me, isn't he?" Kimi chuckled. "I won't lie to you, he probably will be mad about that. Okay, I guess that's off of our list, then. Umm… you get to finally meet my roommate?" Dil smiled. Kimi never told him about her roommate, and always said that he would someday meet her roommate, when he finally decided to begin getting social.

"Okay, I will definitely go to the party," Dil decided. "You only told me that your roommate is a female and that everyone thinks she's a fox. That's all that you told me about her." On the other line, Kimi grinned, knowing that Dil's meeting with her roommate would be perfect. "Great, I'll come pick you up in two hours," Kimi told him. "You had better be ready for my roommate. She is quite the fox, and I think you would be embarrassed if you showed up looking like crap, especially at Cree's party!" Even if Cree was throwing a party where everyone was invited, she did happen to have her friends approve of everyone's outfits before they were let in.

Dil chuckled. Even though Dil rarely went to parties because he was under the legal drinking age, he and Kimi often saw each other in person against Phil's wishes. Kimi knew that even though Dil had changed his fashion sense, it was still a freaky type of fashion sense. "I'll try not to look like crap, Kimi," Dil told her in between laughs. Kimi laughed, too. "Good, now, I have to go before Phil comes home from work and we argue because I'm talking to you," Kimi told Dil guiltily. Dil understood, though. "Bye," he said before they hung up.

After they hung up, Dil walked over to the mirror to look at himself. His red, curly, hair could stay the same. He looked down at his black tee shirt, which read, 'We're still rock 'n roll!' He was wearing blue Diem jeans, and black sneakers. Perhaps he could manage to look good for Cree's party; but that was just a maybe. Just a maybe…

To be continued…