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Beep. Beep. Beep.

What was that? Leonard really had no clue. It was way to early to be up.

That was it. It was an alarm clock. But whose? Not his, that was for sure, what time was it anyway?

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Would somebody please turn that off!" moaned Jim, "Is that your alarm Lenny?'

Beep. Beep. Be-click.

"It was mine. I didn't think it would disturb either of you." Said Spock.

"What time is it anyway?" asked McCoy, sitting up.

"It is exactly 4:31 a.m. and 34.7 seconds." Said Spock, who was already out of bed and pulling a set of clothes out of his drawer

"What?" said Kirk. He sat up too. "Don't tell me you get up this early every morning."

"Whether or not I directly tell you would not change the fact that I do get up at this hour in the morning."

Leonard groaned and lay back down. One of his roommates was obviously nuts as was evident from the music he had been playing yesterday, the fact that he was calling him 'Lenny' and that-after leaving that evening- had stumbled in around midnight either drunk or very close to it.

His other roommate was a perfectly logical alien with no emotions who woke up at 4:30 in the morning.

McCoy couldn't decide which was worse.

"Well as long as we're all awake, maybe we should get to now each other a bit before the 'official' wakeup call at 7:00."

"That seems logical." Said Spock. He took a sweater from the dresser drawer and pulled it on.

"We're on the west coast, how can you be cold?" asked Leonard.

"yeah, I thought I was going to die of heatstroke yesterday, what about you Lenny?"

"I'm from Georgia, it's not that much warmer."

"The average temperature on Vulcan during the winter is 88.961Farenheit. And in the summer, 140.746 degrees. This place is cold by comparison." Said Spock.

"What are you both gonna be studying?" asked Kirk, "I'm here for command logistics and military sciences. I want to be in command of my own starship someday and apparently having a degree in those helps."

Leonard was glad to see Kirk had chilled out a bit since last night.

"What about you Lenny? Well whatever you're studying you should change your name before you graduate. Otherwise you'll have to have 'Leonard McCoy' on you degree at that would suck. I hope this place has some cute girls, otherwise I'm not going to make it for four years." Kirk flopped sideways across the bed on his back so that he was looking at Leonard upside down. "What do you think?

"I think you're way to hyper for someone who woke up three minutes ago." Said Leonard.

"I will be majoring astronomical science." Said Spock, "and I will also be studying advanced computer mechanics."

"I'm here to get a medical degree, I'm hoping to have a position as a ships surgeon eventually." Said McCoy

"Cool, so you'll be a sawbones." Said Kirk sitting up.

"I do not believe Leonard will be sawing anyone's bones as part of his potential future career." Said Spock, sitting down in a chair at one of the room's desks.

"No Spock, that's not what I meant. It's just an old nickname for a surgeon. Geez! " Said Kirk. He suddenly sat straight up and snapped his fingers.

"That's it! I'll call you Sawbones. Bones for short."

'Bones' sighed. He had had a grand total of two conversations with Jim Kirk (if you could call them that.) and something had already become very obvious. Jim thought of himself as in charge, he would say and do as he pleased when he pleased, probably wouldn't have a problem dragging McCoy into it and wouldn't take no for an answer.

"Hey Spock, your ears are turning green." Said Kirk, "Are you sick or something?"

"No, I am merely cold, when you're cold your ears turn pink due to the color of your blood, my blood is green so my ears turn green."

"You have green blood?" said Bones, "That's a little bit freaky."

"He is a freak Bones." Said Kirk, "Aren't ya Spock?"

"I fail to see who my belonging to an alien race makes me a freak." Said Spock. "It is now 4:46 and 51.8 seconds and seeing as neither of you have anything logical to say I hope you'll excuse me." And he walked into the bathroom. The shower could be heard a minute later.

By lunch Bones was exhausted. After orientation they had all had to go to class right away. So four classes later it was one 'o clock and that was when the freshman, or 'Pleebs' as people seemed to call them, got lunch.

He saw Spock sitting at a table by himself and decided to go sit over there.

"Hey Spock." He said sitting down.

"Hello Leonard."

"You know, you can just call me Bones like Kirk does, I don't care."

"Bones is not your name, Leonard is. So that is what I will call you."

Spock really seemed weird to Bones, it was probably just his lack of emotions that made him seem weird though.

"Hey look, there's Jim." Said Bones. Jim was halfway across the cafeteria setting down some girls tray that he had been carrying for her, he stood there and talked to her for a moment, of rather flirted with her, before noticing his roommates and excusing himself to go to their table.

Kirk was almost at the table with his own lunch when he tripped, fell, and spilled his lunch all over himself. People started to laugh.

"Watch where yer going pleeb!" said one boy laughing; he looked a few years older so he must have been an upperclassman.

"You tripped me!" said Kirk.

"Mebbe I did, mebbe I didn't. By the way, I'm Finnegan."

Kirk stood up. Pick up part of what remained of his lunch and threw it at Finnegan. He ducked and Kirk food didn't hit anyone.

"Ye might wanna work on yer aim! Said Finnegan, standing up and walking out of the room, still laughing.

Kirk stormed out too, briefly stopped by the girl he had been speaking too. She offered him a napkin, which he took while smiling at her. Then he left.

"I am going to kill Finnegan!" said Kirk that evening; he was very wet after having a bucket of water dumped on him. He and McCoy had been picking up some tapes for class, one that McCoy was pretty sure Kirk would never listen to.

"I would strongly suggest otherwise, killing people is a crime." Said Spock, not looking up from his book.

"Be quiet Vulcan!" snapped Kirk. "He tripped me and lunch, told everyone here, and the there was the honey this afternoon, and now he put a bucket of water over the door how did he do that without you guys noticing him?"

"I was with you." Pointed out McCoy. "So if you didn't see it, you couldn't expect me to."

"I was probably in the bathroom showering after the incident with the honey." Said Spock.

"Whatever. I guess I just need to chill." Said Kirk, he sat down on his bed, still dripping wet, thus soaking his sheets. Turning on his music player, and began to listen to the entire play list, starting with 'Sexy back'. Spock got up and said he was going to the library. McCoy just buried his head under the pillows.

It was going to be a loooong year.

Hope you like it! Not every chapter will be from McCoy's point view. I'll be alternating between all three of them. Mostly between Spock and McCoy though.