Viva Forever

A/N: Alright. Third attempt at an Artemis Fowl fanfic. Let's hope this goes over well. I'm all caught up on my reading, which makes me happy, though, I had a hard time getting into Lost Colony…once I was in though, I couldn't put it down. So, lets get this party started!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from Artemis Fowl. I only own the minor characters/Oc's in here. I also don't own the name of the school, mentioned at the end of the chapter…that unfortunately belongs to my high school…

Chapter One-The School

Artemis sighed. It was his first day in a public school. A public school in America.

So far, he wasn't enjoying it. The students were noisy, the teachers didn't care, and the classes themselves were boring. It was obvious to him that the teachers had one of two problems. And sometimes both.

The first was that they didn't know what they were doing, in regards to teaching. Yes, he was well aware that they had gone to school for all of this, but it didn't mean that they actually knew what they were doing. A few did, but they were generally in the older population, and fell into reason number two.

The second was that they didn't care. These were usually the ones that were fed up with the classes, the students, or had been teaching way to long, and didn't care because they knew that all they were going to get was a bunch of crap from students who didn't care. This wasn't much better than the first reason. The first reason could be fixed. This one couldn't.

He sighed again. It was going to be a long year for him. Maybe it wasn't too late to convince his parents to let him come home.

A pair of giggling blondes came up, and he could feel his hormones kicking into gear, even though he hated blondes. Especially after his short-lived fling with Minerva. That had been a bad idea.

One started flirting with him, but before he could even open his mouth to say anything, a voice behind him said, "Don't bother, Twiddle-Dee, I don't think Raven Head here likes blondes too much." It was female.

The blonde frowned. "And what makes you say that, Transfer Girl?"

"Because only man-whores like bottle-blondes like you two, and Raven Head here doesn't look like one," the female voice responded.

The pair of girls scowled, and strutted off, and from what Artemis could tell, their outfits were a walking dress code violation.

"Hn. That should keep them off your case for an hour or so," said the female voice behind him.

"I was just going to scare them off with some big words," her replied, as the voice, now definitely being identified as female, slid into the seat next to him. "But, I suppose your way works as well."

She shrugged. "For now. They'll probably gang up on me in the bathroom or something, and I'll just tell them I'm not interested in a lesbian threesome…They already think I'm weird, so maybe that'll get them to leave me alone."

Artemis blinked. He couldn't help it. This girl was very…forward. As he blinked, he took a moment to get a better look at her.

She wasn't extraordinary by societies standard's, but she did have some charm about her. She had elbow length, brown hair, with the slightest hint of Auburn, and a slight curl to it, and ice grey eyes, framed under long, dark eyelashes. Her eyebrows didn't look like she tweezed them, but that added to her charm. She wore a brown hoodie with a black shirt underneath, jeans, and skate shoes. She was shortish, about 5'0" at best, and of an average build, not athletic, but not overweight either. Her complexion wasn't perfect, she was suffering from what looked to be the end of an acne outbreak, but it didn't make her look hideous. In fact, all of these things combined made her look….fairly normal.

"Sorry if I offended you…that's just how I take things," the girl said, her face blank, but her voice apologetic.

"It isn't that. While it was fairly rude, I am not offended, simply…taken back by your forwardness," he said, still blinking. Even holly wasn't /that/ forward.

"Oh…my mom says it's a bad trait of mine, and that I got it from my dad," she replied, shrugging. "I really don't care though. It keeps people off my case if I don't want them around."

He nodded. "I suppose it would only be polite of me to introduce myself," he said, the blinking ceasing. "I am Artemis Fowl the Second." He extended his hand out.

She accepted it. " I'm Emi. Or Emily Marie Sutherland when my mom's mad."

"Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Emi," Artemis said, internally frowning slightly at the odd nickname. It seemed a bit childish.

"Same," Emi replied, smirking slightly. "Are you Scottish, or Irish?" She asked suddenly, her expression changing to curious.

"Irish." A small smile crossed his own face. "Never heard of me?"

"Nope," She replied, her curious smile growing a little. "Should I know who you are?"

"It depends. It's probably better if you didn't."

"Hn. That just means I'll have to go home and Google your name."

Artemis didn't react. "That is your choice."

Emi didn't respond for a moment. "You have really interesting eyes," She said, tilting her head slightly.

"Thank you," he said, trying not to blink again. He hadn't expected that.

"Welcome. Mind if I sketch you?"

"Sketch me?"

"Yeah. Like drawing a picture."

"Fine."

She smiled. Great! It shouldn't take me long…But, don't move too much. I need you to stay still."

He nodded, and that was the last movement that he made for the next ten minutes.

(Ten minutes later)

"Alright, you can move now," Emi said, smiling brightly.

"May I see it?" He asked, feeling slightly curious.

"Sure! Just give me half a moment…" She said, adding a few final touches onto it. She then flipped her sketch pad around, and Artemis found himself rather surprised…again.

The picture looked a great deal like him, except, in a slightly more cartoonish type way. And in the blank space, she written in his name. In the bottom right hand corner was her signature, simply, yet artistic.

"What style is this?" He asked, feeling slightly curious.

"It's manga style. I can do realism as well, but I can sketch this faster."

"It looks very good," he said, appraising it once more.

She carefully tore the picture out of her sketch pad, and handed it to him. "Here, you can have it," She said, smiling. "Think of it as a welcoming present."

He looked at her. "Are you sure about this?" He asked, slightly confused now.

"Yeah. Welcome to Clearfield High," Emi said, smiling.

End

A/n: And there ends chapter one. Yeah, I went there and included anime/manga, but I had to. Hope you all enjoyed. Read and Review!!!!

Kuramas Girl Angel