Chapter 8! Here it goes, I love this story because all of you do. Thanks!

"So, Magellan Jordan is your project?" Molly asked as she shooed Archie off her bed and onto Paige's. Paige had her head stuck in a book, looking for anything about her project monster, Magellan Jordan. He was a great monster, he had held the scare record for the longest time in history, eight years. He had went to Scare Academy, then to Fear Co., but after he retired from his life of Scaring, he built the two greatest intuitions the monster world would ever know, Monsters University and Monsters Inc.

Paige rubbed the bridge of her nose and dropped her pencil on her blue covers of her bed. She had been researching for hours upon hours of anything on the infamous founder of MU, but she had found very little. Paige knew that she had to find some information before Johnny decided to choose one of his haughty ancestors instead. "Yeah, but so far, I can't find anything useful. You would think his own school would have more biographies about him."

Molly closed her own text books and peered over Paige's shoulder. She grabbed one of the many books sprawled on her bed and flipped through it with a blank expression. "See what I mean?" Nothing."

A knock on the door made Molly stroll over to the door and open it, and quickly shut it again. Paige looked up at her roommate who moved back to her own bed without a word. Paige heard a more obnoxious knock on the door and frowned, but Molly didn't look up from her own textbook. "It's no one." Molly said, answering Paige's unspoken question. "Wrong room."

The knocking continued and Paige began to find it hard to focus on her own work when it continued nonstop. "Okay, if it's the wrong room, then why hasn't the person gone away yet?" Paige asked slowly, and Molly shrugged her thing shoulders. "Molly?"

Molly's eyes flickered up to Paige, before settling back down on her own work. "Fine, it's Johnny."

"Open the door, Bones!"

Paige sighed before making her way to the door and opening it. She rubbed her eyes, tired from a long day, and stared straight at Johnny. He looked annoyed, more so than usual, and crossed his arms over his chest. "I need your help."

Paige blinked in shock and even Molly stopped flipping her textbook to listen. "Say what?"

"Sullivan," Johnny explained tensely, "he's stupid. It's all skill for him, but he has no technique or smarts. And I want you to train him."

"No."

Now Johnny looked surprised. "Why not?"

"Now that's a dumb question." Paige laughed, "we have a bet on whose freshmen will win, and I know it will be Mike. So, why should I help your kid win if him winning means I have to do all your laundry. Besides, can't you or Javier teach him? I thought you were the best scarers on campus, or something like that."

Johnny rolled his eyes in response. "What if I say only one month?"

"The answer is no, Johnny, that's final." Paige interjected, silencing the male. "Anything else I can do for you? I kind of have to go back to researching."

He perked up like Archie when she mentioned food. "On Magellan Jordan?"

She nodded. "Yeah, I can't find out anything about him in any of my books. Do you have any books?"

"Duh. I have my library back at the fraternity house. If you want some information, I bet I have a book or two about your stupid grand-daddy." Johnny informed and Paige growled at the mention of her grandfather, founder of MU, being stupid. "Don't give me that look, Bones. Is that a yes or no?"

Said female crossed her arms over her thin chest, but nodded her head in agreement. "Fine." He smirked and Paige took that as an command to hurry up and grab her stuff so they could leave. Paige could feel Molly's cold eyes burning holes into her back when she accepted and little Archie too seemed weary of the larger monster. Paige quickly stuffs different things into her small gym bag, mace being one of them, and shoulders it before shutting the dorm door and joining Johnny out in the hallway.

He looked different without his ROR jacket, Paige noticed as she walked beside him in silence, he looked less arrogant and prideful. His chest was puffed out as it usually was as if he was trying to impress and he looked relaxed with his back slouched and eyes bored. She decided then that she might like him better without his ROR jacket.

The silence was awkward, as was to be expected. He said nothing and neither did she about their project, or their classes, or their lunch. Paige opened the door to to lounge for Johnny who mumbled a small thank you under his breath, loud enough for her to hear, but not so loud that the other students in the lobby would pick up on it. Many stared at them when they opened the door and walked towards the exit together, others ignored them and some began to whisper to one another while eyeing the duo. Paige along with Johnny glare at the few whispers to shut them up and exit through the front door out into the open.

"I must say, Eggplant, I'm impressed." Paige whistled as she admired the interior of the Roar Omega Roar fraternity house. She had only seen it from the outside on the first day and even that was impressive to the monster. But the true masterpiece was the inside.

As soon as she walked into the home, she was staring at carved staircases and light colors. The very sight of the room made her feet tingle with excitement and a smile as wide as the moon play on her features. Everything looked opulent from the gleaming marble floors to the sheer maroon curtains billowing like mist on the wall of floor to ceiling windows that faced a slope and then a sunset. Chandeliers made from horns dangled from the ceiling where little flames flickered dully to bring some light to the lounge along with small lanterns posted on columns around the room. Very little furnishing was present in the lounge, a couple dark colored arm chairs sat lazily in various spots and a coffee brown table stood smack in the middle of the room. As her eyes wandered to the sides of the home, she saw beautiful mahogany pillars and bars shielding off the second floor from the first.

Paige controlled the urge to roll across the clean floor or run around to further explore the place she considered "enemy territory." Johnny was at her side the entire time as she flew from one room to another and enjoyed the view her eyes could behold. Paige was sure she wouldn't be the first nor the last girl to see the inside of the fraternity, but for that moment she cherished every moment.

"Johnny?" A voice called into the silence inside the home. Johnny perked up immediately before making his way towards the one room she had yet to explore, the kitchen. She trailed after the senior who didn't bother to turn and make sure she was following him, and turned a corner to the kitchen.

If she had been impressed with everywhere else in the ROR home, she was even more awed with the kitchen.

It was a rather large space that smelled of spices mixed with rotten fish that made her nose crunch in disgust. It was painted maroon and white, like most of the interior, and was decorated with various kitchen appliances that looked desperate for a cleaning. The fridge was covered with photos of female monsters, grades, and reminders like "Javier take out the garbage!" Paige shook her head, so this is what happens when men live together. One of the ROR brothers, the three horned one, was leaning over the oven with hungry eyes and motioning for Johnny to see his latest concoction while Paige stayed back. "It's my latest creation, monster munchies mixed with mammoth cookies. You like?"

Johnny swallowed and stared uneasily at the platter. "I don't know. Is it safe to eat?"

"You're hilarious," he stated dryly and turned to see who was tapping their fingernails on the marble counter tops. "What's she doing here?"

Paige glared hatefully at the monster who had addressed her so rudely. "I have to work with your president. And when was the last time you cleaned this kitchen; it's disgusting!"

Both men rolled their eyes at Paige's reaction to the state of their kitchen. "Women." They chuckled in unison and patted one another on the back for coming up with the same idea. Paige pouted as her cheeks turned a darker maroon at the remark and crossed her arms before approaching the food the male had created. It was definitely monster munchies, she could see their defined shape, but they were sprinkled with crumbs of what the creator had called mammoth cookies. She looked at them with suddenly craving eyes as her stomach twisted with hunger.

"Don't even think about it, cupcake, you're not touching them." The monster snapped as he grasped the platter and pulled it away from her greedy eyes eliciting a moan from the female and a snicker from Johnny. Johnny decided to be brave by grabbing one of the food items and taking a large bite out of it. Paige watched in a mixture of horror and awe as Johnny's jaw stretched to swallow the treat whole, without leaving a morsel to fall to the ground below. Johnny chewed slowly, unsure, but glanced occasionally at his fraternity brother as if to say that if he died, he would blame him forever for making him eat one.

"It's...okay." Johnny coughed as his eyes began to water and he cleared his throat, hacking up bits of the food. His brother's smile flipped as he stared at his creation and back to a recipe book that he had placed on a stand to read easily. His shoulders slumped as he took a claw and scanned the recipe for anything he might have forgotten or put too much of.

"Ah," he finally said. "I see the problem. I put too much salt on it, oh wait, it's not supposed to have any salt. My bad." He rubbed the back of his head nervously and Paige covered her mouth with a fragile hand to stop herself from bursting into a fit of laughter. Johnny looked ready to hurl or cry as he cleared his throat again and pounded his chest with a hand.

"It's okay, Chip." Johnny grunted. "Let's just stick with scaring, and leave the cooking to the woman, eh?" Johnny's joke seemed to brighten the spirits of the other monster and small smile flashed on his features.

"Sexist Pig." Paige huffed and Johnny smirked back at her.

"Did I hear someone say sexy?"

She snorted before making her way outside the kitchen. "You wish." Johnny whispered something to Chip that she couldn't hear before appearing behind her and leading her towards their next destination. "So I guess Chip is trying to cook."

Johnny nodded his head in confirmation. "Yep." He cut the chatter there and opened the door to the one of the other rooms she had not been in. It had to be the study hall that the ROR brothers had actually managed to keep clean, unlike their kitchen. It smelled of old books and papers; a comforting scent much different from the one of the kitchen. Various colored books lined the shelves waiting to be plucked for reading and others were stacked neatly on top of one another or sprawled out for reading. Someone was already in the room and was placing books carefully back into their original places.

Paige groaned as soon as she heard the familiar click clacking on the ground and she swore she saw Johnny's face fall ever so slightly. "JOHNNY!" It was Chet, present in their room of study with a few teeth poking out of his smile and his one eye trained on Johnny. He immediately scuttled over to said monster with great enthusiasm (obviously not seeing her) and grinned up at him. "Oh, Johnny, I arranged all the books for you; just like you asked! If you wanted, I could pick...what's she doing here?" Chet's one eye fell upon Paige's small form and his smile turned into a scowl. "Johnny, why is that thing our house?! Did...did you invite her here?!"

Johnny creased his bushy eyebrows with a sigh. "Unfortunately, Chet. She'll be out of here before you can throw up Chip's food; we just need some books about Magellan Jordan. Then, I'll send her packing, alright?"

Chet's obnoxious grin reappeared as he nodded his body with excitement. "Okay." As he began to scuttle towards the door he looked back at Paige and glared menacingly. "I hate you."

"Whatever...sushi." She smiled in return and Paige enjoyed shutting the door in front of his shocked face.

Johnny had already flipped through the various books that Chet had forgotten to place back and tossed the useless ones behind him. Paige decided to get to work herself and picked up books Johnny hadn't flung across the room. She was impressed with the variety of books the fraternity had on hand; history, math, science, breeding (she blushed at that one), biology, medicine, management, law and economics. Johnny flipped yet another book over his head and it hit the fragile bone mask on Paige's head. "OUCH! Watch it, Eggplant!"

"Oops. I feel just awful about it, Bones." He mocked over his shoulder. Paige scowled before tossing her own book back at the monster who yelped in as the larger book made contact with the back of his head. He growled and Paige smiled as she bent over to pick up a book Johnny had flung earlier. She then felt a book collide with her bottom and let out a none to quiet shriek. She desperately hoped that Johnny hadn't turned to aim at her butt and had just thrown another one carelessly over her shoulder.

When she turned to see if he had, he was staring directly at her and grinning at toothy smile causing her to blush a dark red. Paige couldn't believe that Johnny Worthington had the nerve to throw a book at her ass and still smile about it. "Pervert!"

The monster guffawed and began to stutter in embarrassment. "I-I th-that's not wh-what I was doing. You had your butt up in the air and all."

Paige pursued her lips and place her hands on her hips. She cocked an eyebrow at the now darker colored monster who was teetering from foot to foot. "Oh, really? Why were you looking at my butt, hmm?" Johnny's embarrassed expression changed into a one of pure seriousness and he turned away to look for more books. Paige hmphed in reply to Johnny ignoring her and turned as well to look for more books herself. As much as she enjoyed looking for books, it seemed that their was very little in Johnny's mass of books about Magellan as well. "Any luck over there?"

"Yep. I got one." Johnny cried gleefully and Paige rushed over to the sitting form of Johnny to see his book. It was clearly titled The Life and Times of Magellan Jordan and Paige grinned over his shoulder. Quickly, Paige tossed her bag over her shoulder and onto the table to document the notes that Johnny would pick from the book. "I hope you're listening, Bones, because I'm only saying it once."

"Fire away."

"Magellan Jordan is the founder of Monsters University and Monsters Inc. He was the first 'impure blood' to rise to the top of the scaring charts with a record breaking hold on the scream record...eight years. Magellan Jordan began his study of scaring at Fear Tech, and after graduating made it into Fear Co. Magellan Jordan retired after a successful career and decided to create his own legacy. With his retirement fund and the rest of his savings, Magellan created Monsters University as a rival for his own college. It soon became popular once word spread that Magellan Jordan himself had created the school for both impure and pure blooded monsters to follow their own paths. Mag-"

"Does it really say impure blood, Johnny?" Paige interrupted and Johnny's purple eyes glared up at her from the book. She had jotted down notes as fast as Johnny was reading them and almost lost her spot due to the amount of times she heard impure or pure. It shocked and horrified her that a book based on her great-great grandfather would really contain such prejudice words.

"Yes, Bones. Now shut it." Johnny answered. "As I was saying, Magellan Jordan soon created Monsters Incorporated as a following to his master piece that was Monsters University. It employed all walks of monster life and included everyone it in. This made the topic of Magellan Jordan controversial in the upper class scaring world. Family names such as Worthington, Rios and Alexander were disgusted by the inclusion of impure bloods by an impure blooded monster who managed to rise to the top. Many shunned the conversation of Magellan and others rejoiced in his contributions to the bringing together of impure and pure bloods. Magellan Jordan lived many happy years, with a wife and children, before passing away. The monster community greatly misses such a monster." Johnny shut the book and looked expectantly up at Paige who was still writing away in her notebook. With a satisfying click of her pen, Paige finished her writing.

"Done." Paige sang and folded up the journal after pulling out the rubric. "According to the rubric, we have to do a ten minute long dance, song, play, or book about our chosen monster. Students will be graded on accuracy, creativity and effort."

"Great." Johnny moaned into his hands. "I can't believe I have to do a dance this year. I'm a senior; that's for lame freshmen like that beach ball."

Thinking of Mike, Paige frowned. "He's not lame, Johnny."

"Yes, he is, Bones."

"No."

"Yes." Johnny began, "he's small, green, spoiled, and not scary at all! The chances of him becoming a scarer are slim to none, Bones. Wake up and see that. He's got no potential, and you telling him he does, isn't encouragement. It's lying, Bones. You're setting him up to fail."

Paige opened her mouth to protest, but Johnny continued. "Really think about it, Bones. If he jumped out at you, would you really scream? Or would you laugh?"

Paige stood up from the table, knocking her chair over and grabbed Johnny's shirt from across the table. She hauled him out of his chair until his cool minty breath was blowing on her maroon cheeks. "What's your deal, Johnny? Who made you think that you're so much better than everyone else, huh?! Who would look you in the eyes and tell you that there is a difference between you and anyone else? Your parents?"

He looked furious, more than he usually did. And it wasn't the anger that she found amusing and his friends found slightly annoying. She was about to continue her rant, but he suddenly grasped her arms with scary strength.

Paige wanted to drop to the wooden floor from the pain shooting up her arms, but it was so intense that she was completely frozen in place. She could barely muster the strength to gaze up at the furious monster looming over her with a dangerous look in his violet eyes. "Don't ever talk to me like that again, do you understand?" He told her in a low-threatening voice "especially about my parents. Do you understand me?"

Paige tried to respond to his threatening question, but found herself unable to do so because of the intense pain that his grip was still causing her. Her body unwillingly fell slightly forward towards his across the table so she could lean her head against his chest, as she fought back tears wanting to escape her eyes. But she received no comfort from his chest as he only tightened his grip on her wrist and asked his question again with more aggression clearly audible in his voice. "I said do you understand me, Bones?"

The female was finally able to nod her head slightly against his chest to confirm that she did indeed understand. She then mustered all of her strength to plea with her angered partner in a desperate voice. "Plea… Please Johnny; you… you're hurting me."

Immediately after her words registered; Johnny's eyes widened in realization and he quickly let go of her wrist. He watched her drop down to the floor behind the table on her knees, clutching the wrist that he had held to her chest to try and quell the pain. The president froze as he looked down at her in complete horror of his own actions. "Bo… Bones; I didn't mean to hurt…" He stammered his words as he started to reach down to place his hand on her shoulder to see if she was alright… only to have her slap his hand away from her before it could make contact.

"Don't touch me." She told him with venom in her voice, before she stood to her feet and started to walk away from him, still cradling her most sore wrist to her chest.

Johnny could only stand in place and watch her make her way to the door that led to the lounge. He wanted to call out to her, but couldn't find the words. Once she disappeared out of sight; he stood for a couple of moments. "shit."

Paige wasn't sure if she should run away from the fraternity home or get comfortable in one of it's many rooms and wait until someone found her. She was beyond terrified; she hadn't expected such a reaction from the male. She always thought him to be all talk and no bite, but she was wrong. Her wrists throbbed painfully and even her soothing fingers weren't enough to stop the pulsating in her wrists.

She decided to wander instead of leaving and hoped she wouldn't run into Chip, or Chet, but would be content with Javier. Johnny didn't follow her thankfully and she was able to relax as she strolled down the rugged hallways of the second floor. Paige heard whispers and conversations from various rooms and someone singing to Johnny, who she guessed was Chet. As amusing as she knew it would be to see what he was doing, something else caught Paige's eye.

It was a wide open door that promised to hold untold secrets and smelled clean, one of the only rooms in the frat that had a clean scent. Carefully, she looked around to make sure no ROR men were near her before tip toeing over to the room and shutting it behind her.

Inside the room, it was painted like the rest of the home; red and yellow, but it was brighter than the rest of the rooms. On the walls, were monsters that Paige had only heard of from bedtime stories; Kingsely Noble, Samson Van Dyke, and Chris Radcliff. Each was painted to the point of perfection and had it's own light shining down on it. As she moved down the line of notable scarers, she ooed and awed as the many scarers flashed her teeth and smirks. As she came across one, she halted and squinted.

The monster had a thick patch of green hair drizzling over his shoulders and a white cap on his head. He was grinning a toothy smile and flashing a thumbs up at the painter while his bushy eyebrows were raised. He had lovely green eyes that seemed to pierce her very soul, but it held some softness. He wasn't as tall as the rest of the scarers in his row, but he looked menacing and impressive with his stocky muscles and menacing fangs. "Huh, he looks familiar." Paige murmured to herself and her eyes scanned down to the bottom of the photo. It was dusty, but Paige managed to brush it off and stared at the name with wide eyes.

"My dad...was in Roar Omega Roar?!"