Disclaimer: If I owned Artemis Fowl, I'd know why the hell it' taking them so long with that damn movie! Grr....

A/n: Sorry to everyone who reviewed—I know it took me forever, but you see, I have a marionette/Tom Riddle/Ginny obsessoni I'm getting thru in my other stories.

Unregistered Person: I was laughing so hard when I read this!! Of course not! You have no faith in me, do you? WTF?! Arty, get a girlfriend? Of course he's not going to do that! She'd never beg him, anyway...but I'm glad that you put the effort in to type up a review, and read the story. I don't think that was flaming, more like a poor exasperated person who misses the indifferent Artemis. Me, too.

Dainie: your review rests on my conscience, must keep writing...

Desertfire: I actually jst got a viloa, and I'm doing really well for someone teaching themselves...it's from Romania. I had to order it specially because I'm left-handed.

Violetpixie144: although cute would be better to describe "Drama"...just kidding!

Ella: I'd never have him prank anyone! I love the sneaking idea!

Cocoaducks: Artemis and Holly? Wow, that's out there...I don't know if I could write that, but yeah, Mary Sueism can be a problem. But I can keep her in check!

KittyKittyHunter: I know, but I have to get them to at elast talk, otherwise she's not really in the story, is she? It's hard, guys, to make him have nothing to do with other teens if you intend on putting another teen in the story....

Remsu Junior: 'sokay. Glad you know the word.

Artemisthehunter123: I love it when people whose stories I like review my stuff! Thank you! And I'm still sorry!

Leafs-gurl999: Your reviews are like pixie dust...you leave a tiny bit everywhere and the review board glimmers! You're so nice to me! bows deeply

And now to the tale....

"Ms. Woods, that is the most ridiculous theory I have ever heard! It's a disgrace to the word 'science'!" Artemis said in a low, controlled voice, his patience beginning to fray.

"Fowl, god, you don't have a clue what science is even about!" Rebekah shrieked. Artemis shut his eyes, trying to calm down. She had a mind for science, but she wasn't nearly as intelligent as he was. She didn't even like science very much.

"Ms. Woods," he began, massaging his aching head. She was giving him a migraine.

"And stop calling me that!" she screeched. He winced. Agony.

"Rebekah, I do believe that we have gotten quite off subject," Artemis said wearily. How he had thought it was safe to stay with her, he'd never know. He had to get his parents to see sense; spending time with other teens just made his IQ drop, his stress level fly up. And this- girl- was the worst.

"Then get back on the damn subject again," she huffed, and stormed over to her bed and began to play viola so loudly he couldn't get a word in edgewise.

He sat up and walked towards the door.

It flew open.

The sound of Brahms was hushed and Rebekah gasped.

"What the hell are you doing, Evergreen?" she yelled.

"I just came up to see you," a boy in the doorway stammered. Artemis stared at him indifferently. He was about Artemis' age, and he seemed rather embarrassed to be there. Most of the other girls at Demeter's would have tripped over their feet to meet him- he was tan and tall and very handsome.

"Yeah, well, leave, please," she demanded.

"Artemis is here," Vance pouted.

"You know this jerk?" scoffed Rebekah. Artemis shut his eyes again. He was really going to have to consult Butler.

"We both go to St. Bartleby's," said Vance with a shrug.

Rebekah smiled a bit at him, more like a weary mother than a girlfriend. "That sounds lovely. Now, leave."

Vance looked up at her guiltily. "Well, I'll see you at dinner, then. Come on, Artemis."

Artemis did not want to go down to face his parents, and he did not want to stay upstairs with this yowling nuisance. He eventually decided to at least appear at the dinner party and let Rebekah hack.

"Butler, that was the worst thing I've ever been through," Artemis informed his manservant on the way home.

"Artemis, you barely spoke with him," Angeline pouted.

"Mother, he was a fool. Now I know why I didn't recognize. He isn't worth the time."

Artemis senior sighed. "Well, okay, he was a sports fanatic, according to his parents. You wouldn't have much in common with him."

"No, I wouldn't." replied Artemis coldly.

"What about that girl, Becky?" continued Angeline, grasping at straws. "She's apparently very talented. One of the smartest girls at Demeter's."

"The girls at Demeter's aren't very bright, that's hardly something to be bragging about."

"Arty..." his father began. "Did you enjoy talking to her?"

"She has no appreciation for science." Artemis answered.

"Didn't you agree on anything?"

"Does it matter?"

His father sighed, and the rest of the trip was in silence.

Gasp! Short chapter, eh? Sorry, but I have a great idea for the next one!