Title: Back in the Day
Author: Megan
Pairing: By now you should know I'm an N/S shipper. :-P Not sure yet if there will be any other pairings.
Rating: PG 13 for language
Summary: This is my take on the college years of the CSI's and Greg.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the CSI's. I would gladly take Nick though.
A/N: This is in response to a challenge posted to the Nick-Sara Shippers group. I don't know how long it will be yet. And this is all totally fiction, so if something doesn't sound "right" it's probably because I made it up.
Stuff you might want to know before reading: Catherine and Sara are roommates. Nick, Warrick, and Greg are roommates. And Grissom is a Biology teacher. They're all freshman (except Grissom of course) at the University of Las Vegas. All of them are originally from Las Vegas except for Sara, who moved there for school from San Francisco. Sara and Greg are 18. Nick and Warrick are 19. Catherine is 20. (She took a year off after high school) And Grissom is 26.
OK! On with the story!
"Cath! Hurry up! We're going to be late!" Sara Sidle yelled to her roommate Catherine Willows.
It was the first day of classes for the two freshmen. Sara was planning on getting her bachelors degree in physics, while Catherine was planning on getting her bachelors in medical technology. Both girls had Biology with Professor Grissom at 10:00 am, and Catherine was taking forever to get ready.
"Chill Sara. I'm almost ready. We still have fifteen minutes." Catherine called from the bathroom.
Each dorm room had two beds, two desks, two closets, and a small bathroom, with a sink, toilet, and shower. They were nice for being freshman dorms.
Sara looked in the mirror. She had on low rise boot cut jeans, with a pair of black flip flops. She also wore a black tank top that hung just below her belt. It had slits that went about three inches up the sides. Her long brown hair was pulled up in a messy bun with a few curly strands hanging down at the sides of her face. She thought about bringing a sweatshirt in case it was cold in the classroom, but decided against it. She put on a little bit of light pink blush, and some mascara. Sara was never one for wearing make-up, but a little never hurt. She threw some lip gloss in her bag just in case.
Catherine finally came out of the bathroom, wearing a khaki skirt that came just above her knees and a pink tank top that showed off her midriff. She had a white sweater tied around her skinny waist, and her shoulder length strawberry blonde hair was slightly curled. She stood next to Sara in front of the full length mirror. She also had on shimmery pink blush, pink lip gloss, and silver eyeliner.
"You look cute," Sara said.
"Yeah, thanks! You do too." Catherine replied grabbing her bag, and heading towards the door.
"Uh… thanks." Sara said following her out the door.
Greg Sanders stood in front of the mirror looking over himself. He had on a pair of jean shorts, and a bright blue button up shirt. One of his roommates stood next him, also making sure he looked OK, for his first day of classes. Nick Stokes was clad in blue jeans, and a black, ribbed tee that hugged his muscles. Their third roommate, Warrick Brown was still in the bathroom, shaving.
"Warrick, come on!" Greg called. "I need to get there early to check out all the ladies!"
Nick laughed and slapped his friend on the back. "What's the point, man?"
"Hey! I got 'em lined up!"
Warrick emerged from the bathroom wearing khaki pants, and a black button up shirt with short sleeves. "OK, kids. Let's go. I hear Professor Grissom's tough."
The three of them, grabbed their backpacks and headed for the door. "Oh wait! I'm gonna grab my sweatshirt in case it's cold."
"Nicky, you're such a girl!" Greg teased earning him another hard smack.
Sara and Catherine sped towards Sherman Hall, where most of the science courses were taught. Sara was a few feet ahead of Catherine, and just as she was getting ready to enter the building, she collided with another student, spilling her books on the ground.
"Shit!" she yelled, bending down to pick up her biology book, and notebook.
"Oh man, I'm sorry about that. Here let me help you." Sara looked up to see deep brown eyes staring back at her.
"No, its fine. I got it," she replied, but he took her books from her anyways.
"Hey Sar! What did you do? Knock the poor kid over?" Catherine finally caught up to her.
"I guess I just wasn't looking where I was going," Sara replied.
"Nah, you just can't wait to feast your eyes on Professor Grissom!" Catherine teased causing Sara to blush. "Oh my God! Nicky?"
"Catherine Willows, look at you! I haven't seen you in what? Two years?" Nick asked her.
"Wait, you know him?" Sara asked.
"Oh yeah! We went to Springboro High School together. I was a year ahead of him. We were in the Forensics after School Lab together. Me and –" She stopped when she saw Warrick and Greg walking up to them. "Hey guys!"
"Hey Cath! I thought you weren't gonna go to college," Greg said giving his old friend a hug.
"Well, I took a year off. Got a job. Then decided I wanted to go to college. Maybe study science or something. As of right now, I plan on getting my bachelors in medical technology." Catherine informed her friends.
Sara just stood back and took in all the faces of the guys Catherine was talking to. She looked down at her watch and realized she only had five minutes to get to class. She grabbed her books from Nick's grasp, and rushed inside.
"Hey…" Nick started, but she was already gone. "What was that all about?"
"Oh. Guys that's my roommate, Sara Sidle. She's from San Francisco. Never been to Vegas in her life. She's goin' for her Bachelors in Physics. Smart girl," Catherine explained. "She probably just didn't wanna be late. So what are you all studyin'?"
"I'm going to get my bachelors in chem., I hope." Warrick responded first.
"Yeah me too." Greg added.
Then Nick spoke up. "B.S. in Criminal Justice."
"Ok, we better head on in to class. Where are you guys off to?" Catherine asked.
"Bio." They all replied at the same time.
"Great! Me too!"
With that, they all walked into the building, and found their classroom. Professor Grissom, who looked way to young to be teaching at a college, was just getting ready to start class when the four friends entered. Sara was sitting all the way in the back of the extra large classroom. She was in the very far corner all by herself, writing something down in her notebook.
Nick saw her first and made his way over towards her. "This seat taken?"
"Yes!" She answered all too quickly.
"Ha! I don't believe you," Nick sat down in the desk next to her.
Sara looked up, and glared at him. Then Catherine, Warrick, and Greg walked over. Greg sat next to Nick, while Catherine and Warrick took the two seats in the row in front of them.
Nick just winked at Sara as a smile spread across his face.
SARA'S POV
Ugh! Why did they all have to sit with me? I should just get up and go sit somewhere else. I don't mind Catherine, but the other three I don't know. And I want to be able to concentrate on Biology, not the hottie sitting next to me. Oh, this isn't fair!
Why is he looking at me? Oh man, check out that smile.
Oh, Sara, pay attention to the teacher, or get up, and find another seat.
Good idea!
"Ok. Hello everybody. My name is Gil Grissom. You guys can just call me Professor Grissom."
Damn! Too late. Oh well.
NICK'S POV
Oh, look. Professor Grissom has an iguana. Cool. Wonder what that's for. This is just biology. Maybe he teaches another class. Or maybe he just carries his pet iguana with him everywhere.
"I'd like you all to meet Terri." Oh, so the iguana has a name now? It's probably his girlfriend.
"I was going to keep her in my office, but I didn't make it there, and I didn't want to be late for the first day. So she's going to sit with us." Ah, good reason.
He seems cool. Kind of young.
Speaking of young. How about this Miss Sara Sidle sitting next to me? She looks like she's only about 16. She looks so serious. I bet she could be so hot if she wanted to be, though. Oh, she's going to play hard to get now isn't she? She has a nice death stare. I'd never want to be on her bad side though.
"Sara Sidle?" He stares at her for a while, and she smiles as she raises her hand.
She smiled? At the professor? Oh man! She's so blushing now! Shit! She barely even looked at me.
"Nicholas Stokes?"
"Yeah, that's me!" Who still calls role at the beginning of class in college? I thought we grew out of that. Oh well.
TBC