Hi guys I'm so sorry for such a late update! School is absolutely killing me! I just wanted to say that I am absolutely shocked at the amount of reviews I've gotten in the past few months. Thank you so much for reading and giving me feedback! You guys are great! Anyway, here is the next installment of Ratty Corduroy and Legally Blonde.

Chapter Four Summary: Elle meets the Forrest family.

Disclaimer: I'm a high school student...I think it's safe to say I don't have the rights to Legally Blonde.

"Emmett, I don't think this is a good idea." Elle's usually confident voice was wavering with nervous uncertainty. Emmett smiled reassuringly at his pink-clad girlfriend. It absolutely floored him how she could manage to be so nervous meeting his family. It had always seemed to him that she was extremely comfortable with Warner's family.

Stop comparing yourself to Warner. You aren't Warner.

Elle ran around their shared bedroom, trying desperately to find...whatever it was that she had lost. She was normally so cool and collected under pressure, so why was she freaking out so much? Emmett watched in awe as the blonde dashed around from closet to suitcase packing everything she could fit. It was extremely shocking to him that she waited until last minute to begin packing. She rushed around frantically, fully in panic mode, before Emmett stopped her.

"Elle," he started cautiously, "are you all right?"

The small blonde collapsed on the bed and groaned loudly. "Emmett, you don't understand!" Emmett laughed and gave her a look that meant 'go on.' Elle groaned again. "It sounds so cliche, but I feel like they won't like me. We come from different backgrounds, and what if they don't like me because of it."

Emmett folded his arms and frowned at her slightly. "I come from the same background as them, don't I?"

"Well yeah, but-"

"And I like you, don't I?" Elle opened her mouth to retort, but shut it once she realized she had no response. Emmett took that as his opportunity to kiss her softly, before pulling her up off the bed and onto her feet. "Come on, Miss Woods, you've got a family to meet!"

The car ride to the Forrest home didn't take nearly enough time for Elle to fully feel prepared for what could possibly happen upon their arrival. While she was sure that Emmett's family was a group of very good people, she just couldn't help but worry about being judged. Despite Emmett's constant reassuring words, Elle still had that sinking feeling of pure dread in her stomach.

Emmett, on the other hand, was positively freaking out under his calm expression. Not only was he terrified that Elle wouldn't like his family, but he was fearful of the snap judgements they could make of his stunning girlfriend. It wasn't that his family were bad people, it was just that they tended to be very vocal about their judgements. While he knew how amazing and brilliant Elle Woods was, he couldn't be quite sure that his family would grasp the concept quickly.

As he pulled up the driveway to his grandparent's home, Emmett wasn't able to conceal his nervousness. He hadn't been to a family gathering since the beginning of his last year of law school, and he was positive that he would be given hell for that. Hopefully they are so focused on Elle that they'll forget they haven't all seen me for a year and a half. Emmett prayed silently.

"So...this isn't your childhood home, right?" Elle asked, trying to diffuse the tension that was already setting in. Emmett smiled down at her and shook his head.

"No, we couldn't fit that many people into the trailer." That reminded Elle how completely different their childhoods really were. Elle grew up in Malibu, surrounded by the rich and famous, but Emmett grew up in the slums, surrounded by the poor and downtrodden. Sure, she had realized this on multiple occasions, but it had never hit her quite as hard as then. She grabbed his hand and gave it a tight squeeze, signalling to him that she was ready to go in.

As soon as Emmett opened the door, there were shouts and calls to him, along with quick suspicious glances towards Elle. Family members rushed around to hug and kiss Emmett, while breezing right past Elle. Emmett shot an apologetic glance at his girlfriend, who looked extremely uncomfortable.

"Everybody," Emmett spoke loudly to grab the attention of his entire family. "Everybody, this is my girlfriend, Elle. Elle, this is my family." Elle waved shyly under the gaze of eight of her boyfriend's family members.

"So, Emmett, while you've been away for two years, have you been making out with every pretty girl that turns your head, or just this one?" His uncle remarked, looking Elle up and down for far longer than Emmett preferred. He steered his girlfriend away from his uncle's creepy gaze and into the living room. As soon as everyone sat down on the couches and chairs, Emmett and Elle were bombarded with questions and remarks, most of which were of an unkind nature. His aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents all seem to have at least one rude comment for Elle.

"Did sleeping with a TA get you a better grade?" Emmett's cousin, Heather, asked snarkily. Everyone, except for Elle and Emmett, cackled in response. Emmett looked at his girlfriend and gave her an apologetic look.

Elle inhaled deeply and plastered a fake smile. "Actually, Emmett and I weren't together when I was in Callahan's class. Though I do think that being his friend helped."

The room went quiet for a few moments, each family member trying to think of a new hurtful comment for the pair. Emmett squeezed her hand tightly. He was absolutely in shock that his family reacted to her like that. Sure, they could be a bit judgemental, but never before had they been downright awful to someone. In all fairness, he had never brought a girl home, so he certainly couldn't have known what the general response would have been. However, none of his cousins' girlfriends and boyfriends ever got such a blatantly rude interrogation.

After the room being silent for a minute or so, Emmett's creepy uncle, Charlie, winked at Elle then turned to Emmett. "So, how much did Malibu Barbie cost?"

Emmett's eyes widened in shock. "Excuse me?"

"How much did she cost?" Charlie echoed. Everyone in the room looked at him, agreeing that he went way too far. Elle rose from the chair that she had been sharing with Emmett and headed out to the car, making up some lame excuse of leaving something in it. Emmett glared sharply at his family and stormed out of the house to his girlfriend.

Emmett opened the car door and sat next to his girlfriend in the back seat. The blonde was trying desperately not to let the tears forming in her eyes fall, but she soon realized it was useless and let them. Emmett pulled her into his arms and let her cry into his shoulder. Once her sobs started to calm down, she sat up and wiped the smudged mascara from under her eyes.

"Why do they hate me so much?" Elle muttered in a tiny voice.

Emmett sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "I don't know, honestly. I don't think they hate you, really. They're just jealous that you're pretty, smart, and well, rich." Elle raised her eyebrows, wanting further explanation. "Well, it's like I said when you were in the bunny suit-"

"Which time?" Elle interrupted humorously, though still a touch watery.

Emmett rolled his eyes playfully. "The first time. Anyway, I said that people not born into privilege have to work twice as hard, and they just feel like you didn't have to work to get where you are now."

Elle bristled and scoffed. Obviously she had to work to get top of her class. Obviously she had to work to win a murder trial in her first year of law school. Obviously she had to overcome all the obstacles that were standing in her way of success. She certainly worked for what she got, and she certainly wasn't about to let anyone try to accuse her of not trying hard enough.

"So let's go back in there and give them a piece of your mind!" Emmett exclaimed, trying is very hardest to be encouraging.

Elle's nose scrunched up in thought. "Or," she drawled, "we could stay in here and make out instead."

Of course, there was no way he would disagree to that.

Hey once again, I am so sorry that this shitty thing took me months to write. AP World is the biggest bitch known to man...well maybe not, but it's time consuming for sure. Anyway, thank you so much for sticking by and waiting for this. I promise that I will do my very best to update regularly. I get side tracked so easily. Thank you guys so much for all the reviews and love, I really appreciate it!