Chapter 1

"Oh sorry!" I stammered to the person that I ran into as I walked out of my class. I looked up and was completely flustered. Standing in front of me was a tall really cute guy with brown hair and brown eyes.

"S'okay, my fault." he mumbled and walked right on past.

"That was Will Darcy! He inherited like three companies when his father died at the age of fifteen. He's one of the wealthiest bachelors in the U.S." My best friend and room mate, Charlotte, told me. "He's a sophomore this year, take a guess at what he's studying."

"International business?" I asked.

"How'd you know?"

"Darcy Inc. is a huge international corporation. I just assumed that was him."

"Oh. Well he's ridiculously hot, but really proud and standoffish.

Charlotte knows everything about everyone. She's studying to be an investigative journalist and is already really good at it. I'm in pre-law. But unlike Charlotte, whose parents can afford to pay the tuition for NYU, I'm on full scholarship.

Charlotte and I both live in off-campus dorms that house four people in a suite. The suite has 2 bathrooms, 2 bedrooms, and a living area. My older sister, Jane, and her roommate, Cheryl, live with us but Cheryl's hardly there because her boyfriend goes here too so she only comes to sleep. Jane is also on a full scholarship in English literature. I tell she and Charlotte everything.

This is Charlotte and my freshman year and, coming from a small town in Illinois, NYU is a whole other planet. With so many people and buildings, thank the sweet lord for orientations and maps. However, I was just glad to finally be free of my poor mother. She is always way too concerned about the fact that I don't date. I never had time when maintaining a high GPA so I could get into a good school on scholarship. Besides that, I'm obviously not her favorite daughter because I take after my dad. So I was more than happy to move away from her comments on my weight and looks.

I have three younger sisters: Mary, Lindsey, and Kathy. Mary follows her own path, she wears all black and likes all the screamo music, while the other two are terribly concerned about their looks and popularity. My mother loves them, of course.

So, Charlotte and I are walking into our dorm building when we see a flyer on the bulletin board announcing a party that night.

"Ohmygosh! I heard about this! Will Darcy and his super cute roommate are going to be there! We have to go Liz!"

"I don't know, I have a paper due in two days." I said as I walked up the stairs.

"I know that you finished that paper last week, Elizabeth Ann Bennet. You're going to this party. And who knows," She winked, "I may find it in my heart to introduce you to Will and his room mate, Charles Bingley."

"And how would you do that when you don't even know them?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Charles' sister, Caroline, is in my journalism intro class."

"Oh, okay."

"So you'll go?"

"Fine" I sighed. "But you have to pick out my outfit, I really don't feel like choosing"

"Yes!" She hugged me. "You're the best friend ever!"

A/N: This is my first (published) fanfic. Let me know if you think it's a decent idea or not. Thanks!