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The next morning, James walked in the front door and saw the principal of Princeton Plainsboro High School yelling at Greg. His hands were clenched into fists, and it looked like it was taking everything Greg had to not be punching Mr. Bones in the face. James guessed it wasn't an unfamiliar sight, and sighed and kept walking.

Greg nodded and said, "Look, Bones, I gotta get going. New boy, you know. Needs me to show him around. Hey, Jimmy!" Greg called, running after him.

"I told you, it's James!"

"Yeah, whatever Jimmy. Listen, thanks for getting me outta that. Bones was gonna rip my ass to shreds. Something about 'not cooperating and disrupting the whole school with my antics'. So, I let loose a squirrel and a raccoon in the science labs. And then there was that duck in the Spanish wing..." Greg shook his head. James just stared at him.

"You let loose a duck in the Spanish wing?! Are you crazy? You're lucky the principal didn't suspend you!"

"Ah, whatever. They'll get over it. You know the Espanol kids. They need a little fiesta every now and again. Ole!"

James smiled slowly and said, "You're nuts."

"Yeah. But you love me for it."

James rolled his eyes and said, "I'm on my way to Geometry. Where are you off to? Or are on your way to let a llama out in the library?"

"Don't be silly, James. I couldn't let a llama out in the library. I don't have access to one. Now a rat on the other hand..."

"Fine, whatever. Get yourself suspended. Hey, get yourself expelled. Not my problem."

"Oh, relax." Greg rolled his eyes. "I'm on my way to Geometry with...Stanton. Yeah, Stanton."

"Me too." James said. "Why weren't you there yesterday?"

Greg stiffened. He hated talking about his family, mostly his father. "My dad...is in the Marines. He was based in Australia this summer and we didn't get back until about a half hour before I got here."

James questioned him. "Why didn't your mom and dad just let you stay home until today? I mean, it was only two hours."

"My dad's really strict with that kind of stuff. 'Got to get you in school, Gregory, so we can straighten you out!'" Greg said, adopting a deeper tone of voice and placing his hands on his hips.

"You don't sound like you really get along with him." James said, treading softly on this subject.

"No. I don't. He says he wants what's 'best' for me, but really he just wants to take control of everything. He wants to control every aspect of my life. You know, he wants me to go into the Marines? Yeah right."

"What do you want to do?" James asked, slinging his backpack farther up on his shoulder and walking to his math classroom. Greg followed.

"I've wanted to be a doctor for...forever." He said. You could tell by the almost...passionate look on his face that what he was saying was true.

"Me, too."

"Really? That's cool, I guess." Greg said, shaking off the personal way in which they'd been speaking.

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"Morning, James." Mrs. Stanton said as soon as the two of them walked in the door. Mrs. Stanton already liked him. He'd helped her pick up a pile of papers that had flown to the floor after class.

However, she didn't say anything to Greg. "You know," Greg said, "I think you just may be the only teacher in this school that has NO idea who I am!"

"Oh, no. I know exactly who you are. And I know what you're capable of, I've heard many stories." She said with a smile. "I just don't like judging people even before I know them. Why don't you two take a seat so we can get class started?" She asked happily.

Greg smiled and said, "Where do I sit?"

James' mouth almost flew to the ground. Was he really going to listen to this woman?

The wonders of Greg House would never cease to amaze him. Any other teacher and he would have mocked them before, perhaps, taking a seat at the teacher's desk.

"Over there, next to James. He'll show you." She pointed across the room. "And here's a textbook." She handed him a blue book with the word "geometry" emblazoned across the front.

He nodded and followed him across the room. "I get to sit next to you again, James. Won't this be fun?" he asked evilly.

James nodded and grinned slightly. "Oh, yeah. You know it."

"Could everybody please take out wherever you're going to write your notes so we can get started learning our new material?" Mrs. Stanton asked.

James took out a sheet of paper from his binder in his backpack and took the cap off his pen when he heard a whisper.

"Hey, Jimmy. Can I borrow a piece?" Greg asked.

"JAMES!" he whisper-yelled. "And yes." He passed a piece of paper over to Greg. "Wait, you're taking notes?"

"Yeah. She said to take out paper, Jimmy. We have to do what the teacher says." He mocked.

James rolled his eyes and focused on the overhead machine.

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A/N: Sorry it's been so long…my computer got fried in a power outage and my school doesn't allow fanfiction on the computers, so I had to wait till we borrowed my Grandma's to update. I've been having withdrawals lol. Anyways, hope you like…R&R. please. Next chapter…another class. With the ducklings and Cuddy. Yay! lol