Hey guys, thanks in advance for reading. This is my first fanfic, ever. For anything. Anyways, with that in mind, I would definitely appreciate some feedback. Positive is great, but negative is also more than welcome.
Anywhoodle, this is a Bones/OC fic. I know it's K+ now but it may turn into T later. I'll change the rating if it does. Kirk will be here too, and maybe, MAYBE in way later chapters Spock. I'm following the fancanon that Kirk and Bones roomed together because I want that to have happened.
DISCLAIMER: If I owned Star Trek, why would I be writing fanfiction about it? I could write actual screenplays. I do own Addy I suppose, but I don't care if anyone borrows her.
I stormed into the empty classroom ten minutes early and went immediately to the back row of seats. Dropping my bag beside me I collapsed into the chair and let out a long sigh as I took in the classroom. It was huge. One of the academy's largest lecture halls. And I was there for Chem 102.
I hate chemistry.
More than anything else in the world, I hated chemistry. Biology? Great. Astronomy? Awesome. Physics? Fantastic. But chemistry, chemistry I hated. Chemistry I had suffered through in highschool and then in college. I sucked it up and took all the chem classes I needed and then some because I wanted to be able to focus on bigger and better things at Starfleet than CHEMISTRY. But alas, there I sat. In a freshman chemistry class, with the same exact textbook I used four years ago, ready to learn absolutely nothing because I already took this freaking class.
But no one ever said becoming a scientist on a starship would be easy, or fun.
I watched as the professor came in and got himself settled in at his desk before looking around. When he saw me there he damn near fell out of his chair. I smirked and busied myself on my PADD while he collected himself. Silver lining to showing up ridiculously early to everything to get away from my roommate, startled people are amusing.
Cadets started filing in until the hall was a swarm of red. Most people sat nearer the front, but a few people who shared my scowl sat further back by her. Down a few seats from my in the row in front of me sat a brown haired man who seemed to be more pissed about this class than I was. Needless to say, I was a bit impressed.
The weak-nerved professor stood and the hall went silent. He smirked to himself at his control over the group.
"Where was that control when you practically fell out of your chair five minutes ago?" I muttered under my breathe. The brunette in front of her snorted. I found myself smiling at that. I saw some serious friend potential in this guy.
"Now, if you'll all pull up your textbooks and take a look at page 12…" The professor rambled on. For a few minutes, I listened and determined he wasn't as good a teacher as the first professor who taught me this crap. So I pulled up some light reading, "High-Energy Astrophysics". Infinitely better than listening to this shit. Every once in awhile, though, I would look up at the guy in front of her. His slightly annoyed expression had been replaced by one of genuine confusion. I leaned forward to look over his shoulder at what he was doing. He was stuck on an Avogadro's law problem and the professor was doing a stand-up job of not explaining anything at all.
"That should be 6.02214 time 10 to the positive 23rd. He doesn't realize he's made a mistake on the board because he thinks he's too cool to work a problem out as an example." I whispered to him. He turned to me, confusion mixing with apprehension. He turned back to his PADD and mixed the mistake, and quickly got the right answer.
"Well damn." He half-whispered. "You're not even paying attention, how did you know?" He asked turning back to me.
"I took this class in college." I tried to brush it off.
"Did you fail? Why do you have to retake it?" He continued.
"Because Starfleet apparently doesn't trust Stanford to properly educate future science officers. What are you going for?" I asked.
"Medical." He said over his shoulder. He had turned back to the professor and jotted down some notes.
"And you've never taken a chemistry class before?" I pestered.
"Of course I have, but Starfleet seems to have a stupid incredibly restricting regulation for every occasion." He explained while still taking notes.
"Here, give me that." I said, grabbing his PADD. I sent myself a communication from his PADD and sent my notes from this class to him. "There, those should be better than whatever this dumbass thinks he's teaching." I handed his PADD back. He took it and looked over it for a few moments.
"Addison Black?" He asked looking up at me.
"Call me Addy." I said
"Leonard McCoy." He offered with his hand. I chuckled a bit and shook it.
"Who the hell shakes hands anymore?" I joked.
"Country doctors, I suppose."
"What's a country doctor doing at Starfleet?" I asked, hoping I wasn't overstepping my bounds.
"Not failing chemistry anymore, how about yourself?" He dodged my question and from the look in his eyes I knew better than to press.
"Oh you know, disappointing my family and scaring my mother into an early grave. The usual." I joked. He chuckled a bit at that.
"I know plenty about disappointing family, darlin'." He said with a rueful smile. We both became aware of the silence in the room. Looking up, we saw the professor and the majority of the other cadets staring at us. McCoy had the decency to look down but I just smiled my cheesiest smile at the professor before giving him a you-may-go-on hand gesture. The class started to laugh but it was nothing next to the small smile McCoy gave me.
Well, there it is. Thanks for reading! I'll probably update soon if I'm going to, and by soon I mean PROBABLY by Monday.
BTW: Super brownie points for anyone who knows what McCoy is talking about when he says disappointing family. It's not Jocelyn and Joanna.