A/N: I know. I know. You all detest me! I've made you wait two weeks for this! No excuses though! I don't own MU! ON WITH THE FREAKING STORY!

Renny's P.O.V.

Later that night, I went to Mike's dorm to study with him, like I had promised the day before. I was wearing a grey shirt, blue jeans, and a flower necklace. There were five purple petals, and a small diamond in the center. Randy was going out to a party hosted by the ROR's, a fraternity on the campus. Well, I think it was hosted by them. I don't know. "Are you sure you don't want to go to the party, Renny?" Randy asked me.

"Yeah. I don't like being around a lot of people," I answered, "Plus, the loud music hurts my ears."

"Okay. Well, I'll be going now," Randy said, opening the door and grabbing some cupcakes that said, 'BE MY PAL' on them.

"Stay out of trouble, Wildman," Mike told him.

Randy laughed, waving a hand, "Wildman." Then walked out the door, closing it behind him.

Just as I opened my textbook and Mike opened his, the window opened up. Mike and I turned to the window and I saw a pig with orange fur and two horns coming out of his head. "Huh?" I asked, closing my book again.

Mike questioned, "What the…"

Then the pig jumped into the room, running around, and knocking over Mike's garbage can.

"Archie!" Sullivan exclaimed, appearing in the window sill.

"Ah!" Mike shouted.

"Ah!" Sullivan yelled. He fell in the room. I held back a laugh. Okay, I didn't. I laughed at Sullivan falling. The pig, Archie, jumped on Sullivan's stomach, and crawled under Mike's bed.

"Hey! What are you…" Mike tried to say, but was shushed by Sullivan.

"You can't tell him to shush!" I told Sullivan, walking over to him. I felt like a gust of courage had gone through me. I defiantly felt braver. He grabbed one of my arms, and pulled me to the ground. I fell beside him, and Sullivan put a hand over my mouth. I began to hit Sullivan's hand. I couldn't breathe!

"You're shushing me? Hey! Hey! You can't-," Mike was silenced by Sullivan's hand too. Mike mumbled something as Sullivan's hand was held against his mouth.

"Where'd he go?" I heard a voice call from outside.

"He's dead meat," Another voice said.

"That guy's in big trouble."

"Yeah he is."

"Hey guys! Over here!" Another voice called out to his friends.

Sullivan chuckled, "Fear tech dummies." I finally gotten Sullivan attention when I dug my claws into his hand. "Oh, oh. Sorry about that, buddies," Sullivan apologized, taking his hands off Mike and my mouth.

"Why are you in my room?" Mike questioned the blue oaf as Sullivan got to his feet.

"Your room? This is my…" He looked around, "This is not my room."

I got to my feet and mumbled, "Yeah, so maybe you should get out so Mike and I can study."

He ignored me and called to the pig, "Archie! Come here, boy!" He make pig noises.

"Archie?" Mike asked.

"Archie the scare pig," Sullivan answered.

"From Fear Tech?" I asked, my eyes getting wider. My dad had told me about the time him and his friend, who is in jail for the next three years, stole the old scare pig for Fear Tech. My dad was suspended for a month, and was close to being expelled.

"Yep," Sullivan replied proudly.

"Why is it here?" Mike asked as Sullivan was looking under Mike's bed to get Archie out.

Sullivan snickered, "I stole it. Going to take it to the RORs." He got back to his feet.

"The what?" Mike asked.

"Roar Omega Roar," I answered, sighing, "The top fraternity on campus. My dad was in their sorority when he was at MU."

"And they only accept the highly elite," Sullivan told us. No surprise there. My dad had to work night and day to get into that sorority. "Okay, I'll lift the bed, you grab the pig. Ready? One, two, three!" At three, the bed was lifted, and Mike was pushed under the bed. "That's it. Don't let go," Sullivan smiled, as he stood and held the bed up. "Careful. He's a biter." I heard a chop, and then Mike was pulled out from under the bed as he held on tight to Archie. Mike let go when he hit into Randy's bed. Archie jumped into Sullivan's arms, who tried to grab hold of the orange pig. He fell down as Archie ran across the room, back, and up the bookshelf.

"I got him!" Sullivan jumped to his feet, and onto the bookcase. It started to fall over. "Uh-oh. Whoa!" It fell on him. My eyes widened again. Was he hurt!? Sullivan pushed the bookshelf of him and then chuckled. "That was awesome. What am I doing?" He sat up, turned to Mike and me and introduced himself as, "James P. Sullivan." A hand was extended to both of us.

"Mike Wazowski," Mike shook his hand.

"Renny Lawrence," I mumbled, refusing to shake his hand. Where'd that courage go?

"Listen, it was quite delightful meeting you and whatever that is," Mike told Sullivan, walking over to the door.

"Not," I thought.

"But if you don't mind," Mike opened the door, "We have to study our scaring."

Sullivan blew a raspberry. "You don't need to study scaring. You just do it," Sulley told the two of us. I was scary, I knew that. But I also had to study to keep my grades up and not get kicked out of the scaring program!

"Really?" I think there's a little more to that," Mike walked over to his desk and picked up his book, "But, hey, thanks for stopping by."

Archie grabbed Mike's hat and the necklace I was wearing between his teeth, and Mike, chasing after Archie, told him, "Let go of that!" Mike fell to the ground again, and Archie jumped out the window.

"My hat!"

"My pig!"

"My necklace!" I screamed. I got that necklace from my mom before I left for college, and it wasn't cheap either!

The three of us scrambled down to the front door of the building, and ran out of it. Sullivan was chuckling as we ran. "Hey! Come here!" Sullivan ordered the pig. He chuckled.

"Hey!" Mike shouted, "Catch it! Come back here!" The pig ran around the fountain and towards Mike.

Mike jumped on top of Archie, and Sullivan shouted to Mike, "Ride it to frat row!"

We passed a musician who had girls around him. Sullivan knocked him over, and I quickly shouted, "Sorry!" as I ran by him.

I ran behind Sullivan and saw a blue bannister that said in white letters, 'RUSH WEEK'. We ran past all different kinds of monsters, and the pig ran into the JOXs frat house. There was loud music that hurt my ears. I quickly put my hands over my ears. I jumped over a crushed Ping-Pong table, and out the back door. I saw Randy with four cupcakes on his face that spelled out, 'LAME'. Poor guy.

I kept running, but tripped over Mike, as he was on the ground. "Renny!" Mike shouted, pointing to the football next to me. I got what he wanted to do, so I picked the football up, and gave it to Mike, who then threw the ball (He was on his feet) at some bikes. One by one, like dominoes, the bikes fell over, and knocked a garbage can over. The garbage can rolled slightly, and Archie ran into it, making it stand straight again.

"Got it!" Mike cried triumphantly. He ran down the small hill and to the garbage can. He pulled Archie out of the can, and pulled his hat and my necklace out of the pig's mouth. Mike cheered, and Sullivan picked Mike up, shouting, "Fear Tech's mascot! MU rules!"

Mike gave a small chuckle with a smile, as everyone cheered. Mike was put down, and pig taken from him, and a MU sticker put on the side of Archie, covering the Fear Tech logo.

"Renny, that was amazing!" Marie was walking over to me with Fang and Hex.

"Yeah, Hope," Hex nodded. She wouldn't call me Renny for a few reasons.

Fang helped me up to my feet, and then everyone started chanting, "M-U! M-U! M-U!"

"I gotta go talk to Mike. I'll see you all later?" I asked, walking towards Mike and Sullivan.

"Did you see him catch that pig?" I heard someone say. It was the JTC president, "You are Jaws Theta Chi material, freshman."

"Well, thanks, I-," Mike was cut off by the president of OH.

"No, no, no. He's an Omega Howl guy," The OH president countered.

"Back off! We saw him first!"

"No way. We did!"

"Oh brother," I mumbled.

"I'll take it from here, gentlemen," A voice cut their fight off, "Johnny Worthington, president of Roar Omega Roar. What's your name, big blue?"

"Jimmy Sullivan. Friends call me Sulley," Sullivan told him.

"This guy's a Sullivan?" A crab-monster asked, "Like the famous Sullivan? I can't believe it! This is crazy!"

"Yeah, and I'm a Lawrence, but nobody gives a second look at me," I mumbled, kicking a rock.

"Chet, calm down," Johnny told his friend.

"I'm sorry," Chet apologized.

"Sully, any freshman with the guts to pull off a stunt like that has got 'Future Scarer' written all over him," Johnny told Sullivan.

"Hey, did you see me ride the pig? That took guts," Mike tried to make a big deal of himself. Didn't work.

"Slow down, squirt. This party is for scare students only," Chet told Mike.

"That does it!" I cried, "You should know Mike and I are BOTH scare students, so maybe you should shut your trap before I feel like eating CRABCAKES!" I could get scary when I was mad. Seriously, I think that classified as a death threat.

"Oh, sorry, killer, but you might want to hang out with someone a little more your speed," Johnny told Mike, "Uh…They look fun!" I turned around and saw he pointed to Oozma Kappa.

"Oh, hey there," One of the monsters greeted, "Want to join Oozma Kappa?"

"We have cake!" The squishy monster announced. A monster walked past them and ate the cake. A balloon deflated and hit the squishy looking monster.

"Go crazy," Johnny told Mike. I was ready to punch Johnny in the face, but there was a strong chance I'd end up in the hospital.

"Is that a joke?" Mike asked.

"You're the meanest monster I've ever met!" I told him.

Johnny groaned, "Sulley, talk to your friends."

"Oh, they're not really my friends, but sure," Sullivan nodded, walking down to us, "You heard him. This is a party for scare students."

"We are scare students!" I told him.

"I mean for scare students who actually, you know, have a chance," Sullivan told us gently.

"Aw, snap!" Chet snapped his claw, and the RORs laughed.

"My chances are just as good as yours," Mike told them, "Both of ours are."

"You two aren't even in the same league as me," Sullivan turned to leave.

"Just wait, hotshot. We're going to scare circles around you this year," Mike was going to prove him wrong. We both were!

"Oh, okay," Sullivan chuckled, "I'd like to see that."

"Oh, don't worry. You will," Mike put his hat on, and walked away.

"My dad thinks I have a chance," I called to them, "And when my dad thinks I have a chance, I know can do it!"

"Oh, and what does your daddy do?" Johnny asked, smirking at me.

"You don't know Jaws?" I questioned, using his nickname.

Johnny rolled his eyes and he scoffed, "No way. Jaws doesn't have kids. Not even a wife."

"He keeps it a secret," I growled.

"Sure he does. Now run along," Johnny waved a hand at me, signaling for me to go away, and he walked away from me. He was going to pay.

A/N: Yay! Renny's getting a little braver, but she won't be the Renny we all know and love until she gets her heart-broken into a MILLION pieces! But the question is, who breaks it? I want you guys to review who breaks it, cuz, I haven't decided either! Also, please remember it wasn't Johnny because she hates him, or Randy, because she only thinks of him as a friend.

Bye! Review!