Author's Note:

Okay, question: were Chekov and Sulu roommates in the Academy? If so, let's pretend they weren't, for the sake of this weird little story. :D

I didn't write Chekov with an accent, because when I do, I just make him sound... weird.

Please, review. So I know people are reading. So I know if Chekov is OOC, or if Nina is a Mary-sue in the making. So I know if my writing sucks. Please? :D

Someone knocked on the door. Pavel Chekov looked up from his papers, slightly annoyed. He had been just a few lines away from solving one of the more difficult calculus problems. Still scowling a little, he rose to open the door. As soon as the metal slid away, his eyes widened. There was a girl standing in the doorway, smiling sweetly.

Her eyes were a shocking color of green, and she wore a short little dress, black and white, with large green spots that matched her eyes. The jeans she wore under the dress were faded and soft-looking.

"Hello!" She said brightly. "My name is Nina. I'm thirteen. I'm going to be your roommate."

Chekov stammered, "B- but you're a girl!"

She nodded, artificially colored red hair bouncing up and down. "I'm bisexual. They thought it might freak out a guy less than it would a girl. Plus, they said you were about my age." She cocked her head. "I -or you, of course- can apply for a different roommate if it makes you uncomfortable."

What would probably have been a sarcastic comment, coming from any other person, was actually genuine coming from this girl. Chekov shook his head quickly. "No, no, of course not. I don't mind."

Nina's smile widened. "Cool. May I ask your name?"

"Chekov." he said. "Pavel. I'm thirteen, too."

She turned away and began unloading her bags onto the bed opposite his. "My last name is Correy." She dropped an armful of clothes on the floor, and Pavel almost bent to help her pick them up, when he realized it was mostly underwear. He straightened quickly, slightly embarrassed.

"She stood up again, pushing the armful of underwear into a drawer. "My shuttle was delayed by this monster windstorm. It was hellish!" She laughed. "That's why I'm a whole week late."

Pavel didn't know of any windstorms on earth that would be strong enough to delay a shuttle for over a week. "Where were you?" he asked.

"Cygnus IIII. Windiest planet in the galaxy."

He watched as she pulled a small bag out of her suitcase. Unlike her clothes, which she had pretty much just stuffed into drawers, she handled this bag with a soft sort of care. She pulled a drawstring, and the bag opened slowly. She pulled three things from it: a holograph portrait, an ancient-looking stuffed rabbit with one ear ripped halfway off, and a pair of paper wings. She placed the holograph on the table beside her bed, and the rabbit next to her pillow. Then the took something from her sleeve and used it to stick the paper wings to the wall above her bed. She turned and caught him looking.

"The holograph is of my family," she said with a smile. "The rabbit I've had since I was a little girl, and the wings were made for me by... a friend." Her smile turned a little bit sad when she said this. Pavel said nothing.

She straightened up, turned to him, and made a little bow. "It was very nice meeting you, Mister Pavel Chekov, and I hope you think the same of me." Her hair bounced as she stood, again grinning happily. "Alas, I must now depart. I believe it would be in my best interests to obtain a PADD, and so I shall do so immediately. Goodbye, good sir!"

She spun on her heel and walked out of the room. Chekov thought she looked like she was dancing.

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