Disclaimer: I do not own Legally Blonde.

Happy happy holidays!

To all those who reviewed my first chapter, thank you so much! You guys were my early Christmas presents. My family got a bit weirded out 'cause I went crazy over your reviews.

Also, thanks to my twin for saying yes to my proposal of being my beta reader. You are amazing!

Anyway, we've seen Emmett in the morning of his first day as assistant teacher. Now let's see Elle by the end of her first day in Harvard Law.

Snaps for First day

Three-block distance in a pair of leather boots. This was like her usual afternoon walk except this time, she was doing it alone and in the street rather than in the mall. She passed by some shops and though the items in display were unlike those back home, she still felt the urge to browse in them, even if just for the sake of breathing in the air of fabric. It was a fun experience also because every time she stopped in front of a shop mirror, she would notice her unchanged hair and remember how great she felt about it. Maybe it was her personal opinion but it seemed like anything could look good on a blonde. Brunette? What was she thinking? Back in high school, while other girls dyed their hair red or pink, Elle Woods never thought of being anything other than being herself.

Now, trying out a third pink tank top, she thought it was ridiculous of her to even think of changing her hair for Warner. He adored her hair. He said it himself the first time they met. It was Tanya's party, one of the greatest bashes of the decade. Elle, only a sophomore then, was already popular in UCLA for being the only protegee of Tanya, her preceding president of Delta Nu, and for being the first sophomore to belong in the top 20 cheerleaders of UCLA. It was only right that she met the hottest man in campus: Warner Huntington III. Her superiors and friends told her about him and how he would be there on that party. Everyone agreed it was destined to be. She would have doubted it though if he hadn't come up to her in the middle of the event and, with the most charming smile she has ever seen, addressed her.

"Sorry, but don't I know you? I think I've seen you before."

"Well, if you were there in last week's game, maybe you have."

"Right. You're the pretty cheerleader in the front line."

"That could be anyone."

"No, no. You were the only blonde beauty in that row."

"Good eye, Mister..."

"Huntington III. Warner Huntington III. And no. I just have a weakness for blondes, you most especially, Miss..."

"Woods. Elle Woods."

"Woods? Miss Woods?" The voice of a woman called her out of her reverie. Elle blinked rapidly and focused back to the polished desk of the cashier, the five items of clothing on it and the glistening credit card at the end of the sales clerk's hand. She grinned sheepishly at the woman.

"Sorry 'bout that. Spaced out there, didn't I?" chirped Elle, finishing her transaction. The sales clerk just apologetically smiled back, "It's been such. A. Day. I think I need a latte. Do you know any coffee shops nearby?". The woman stared for a bit at her openness then gave her directions to a couple cafes in the area. She shook her head after Elle left with a very cheerful goodbye.

That was no lie, of course. It had really been such a day, one unlike she has ever had before. There were so many new things. The place itself was foreign; that was a given, and so was the newness of the people. No. What Elle found strange was the novel experiences she had had that day. Being kicked out of class. Being friendless. Seeing the love of her life date an evil preppy. Going to a salon without getting anything done. Not that she complained about that last one. Paulette was, without a doubt, the kindest and most helpful hair dresser she has ever met. She would forever be indebted to her for talking her out of that I-want-to-go-brunette craziness she had.

"Totally crazy," Elle said to herself, as she walked up the stairs of her dorm with an arm full of shopping bags. Her daddy was incredibly nice to pay for her tuition, her dorm and to give her an extra credit card for "miscellaneous" expenses. He told her to use it only for emergencies but he never specified what events counted as emergencies. To Elle, getting Warner back was the top most priority. His association to this Vivienne woman was absolutely alarming, making shopping an utmost necessity.

"Is this really necessary?" Elle heard a girl shout at the top of the stairs. When she reached the landing, she saw a short girl with her black hair in a ponytail. She was furiously banging on the door opposite Elle's room. She wore red thick-rimmed glasses and a long brown knitted shirt. Her denim shorts were barely peeping from under it. Elle was wondering where she could but a top like that when she saw the girl wasn't wearing anything on her feet but a pair of striped socks. The girl sighed in exasperation and turned sharply to leave when she noticed Elle.

"Hey," Elle smiled sympathetically. The girl refused to look at her and instead, fidgeted with the ends of her sleeves. "Having trouble with roommates?", Elle asked.

"It's not really your business," replied the girl pointedly, but still not making eye contact.

"Okay, okay," said Elle lightly, as she turned her back on the girl to open her door, "There's no need to be snappy. We all have our rough days. Doesn't make anything better by being negative about it." She heard the girl scoff behind her. Elle could not help but roll her eyes. Did everyone in campus really have to be so rude? As she entered her room, she heard the retreating angry footsteps of the stranger descend the stairs.

Initially, she was excited about having a roommate but her daddy insisted that "his Button should not be bothered by annoying roomies who could be addicts, whores, – or worse – nerds". Therefore, there she was. She had a whole room to herself. At least, she could decorate the room pink without any complaints. Plus, she got to keep Bruiser.

"I'm home!" cried Elle, and the chihuahua came barking and running to her from the bed. He leapt to her arms and licked her face excitedly, "I missed you too, buddy. I have so much to tell you." The dog barked happily in response. She put him down then talked to him about her day while she changed to more comfortable clothes.

Her Delta Nu sisters haven't called yet but they sent her text messages during the day.

Pilar was having a great time in Europe as the pictures she sent to everyone showed. Elle pinned the photos on her sparkly cork board and sighed at them every once in a while. Spain looked particularly festive. Maybe she and Warner could go there some time. When they get together again.

Serena was busy with her work-out and training. She had just been hired by UCLA to coach the cheer leading team. Elle may be the president of their sorority but she wasn't the fiercest girl in the group. She could still remember Serena's screaming match with a rival cheer leading team.

Margot was recently gushing over a new dude she had met. They were going on their third date that evening. Her dating record isn't exactly short or clean. She had dated a lot of men and several of her relationships did not end well. People have also given her different awful names (some she didn't even try to deny) but Elle knew Margot was just a hopeless romantic like herself, who never gives up on love.

Elle really wanted to hear from all her sorority sisters but she dreaded telling them how her day went. She was the leader of Delta Nu. That meant being their model and getting kicked out of class on the first day was not something a role model should tell her followers.

Surprisingly, the first Delta Nu to call her was the one she least expected to.

"Elle?"

"Shut up! Kate?" exclaimed Elle, holding her phone closely to her ear.

"Yes, sweetie. It's me," said Kate, her excitement apparent from the other line, "So tell me. What's Havard like?" Elle chuckled a little at Kate's poor attempt to hide her real intention for calling.

"A bit... Out of this world. Everything and everyone is so serious. And a bit rude," she added, gaining an amused laugh from Kate, "And the campus is, like, so huge! Bruiser and I almost got lost. Anyway, they wouldn't let dogs in the buildings. Poor Bruiser had to spend the day in my room. Well, at least he got to finish a season of Days of our Lives. Right, honey?" saying that last bit more to Bruiser than to Kate.

"How are your classmates? Professors?"

"Classmates are a bit of snobs. Or maybe just seriously serious. The professors are..." Elle thought for a while then blushed to remember that she only met one today and it wasn't a very good first impression, "Scary."

"Scary?"

"Yeah. Like they're ready to eat you up or something. No mercy. No second chances."

"Well, maybe just 'cause it's the first day."

"Maybe," then Elle added while rolling her eyes, "Hopefully maybe"

"And how are your studies?"

"Kate, as you said, it's just the first day. Who knows yet?"

"Right. Sorry," Kate winced in the other line, "How about you? How are you doing?"

Elle hesitated a bit before she answered. "Well, I'm okay." It didn't sound like a lie. Perhaps it wasn't.

All this time she had been thinking more about the negative things that had happened to her when in fact, there were positive things too. For starters, it was real. She really did pass Harvard and being kicked out of class could be considered proof of that. Nobody gets kicked out of a class they don't belong to in the first place, right?

Then, there was Warner. Warner Huntington III! And she saw him and he saw her and they were sharing a class together! That was the most wonderful part of the day and not even that Vivienne could destroy that.

Speaking of Vivienne... She too was someone to be thankful for. She wasn't that bad. She was kind enough to invite Elle to a costume party (which is her favorite kind of party). Paulette, her new friend, would help her with that.

So, there was Warner, Vivienne, Paulette and even that young scruffy teacher's assistant (who was the only guy who wasn't sarcastic to her; he even went out of his way to comfort her about getting kicked out of class). Kate was right. It was only the first day. The rest of the school year was still ahead of them. So many things could still happen.

"Yeah, I am okay," continued Elle, growing more optimistic each moment, "And I think I will be from now on. Thanks, Kate".

Yes. I just discovered these babies (I mean the horizontal line breaks ^). They're kind of awesome.

Anyway, reviews are more than appreciated (they are revered and adored actually). So, tell me what you think, lovelies!

[Just a little teaser. I kind of love the next chapter. But then again. That's just me.]