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A young Russian boy wandered around the Starfleet academy's campus, reading a large textbook on Quantum Chemistry. He pushed up his red reading glasses and flipped to the next page. People stared at him as he walked by, reading and avoiding all objects in his way. He even managed to step over a Japanese boy (Sulu) laying on the grass. As you can tell, he wasn't any Russian boy. He was Pavel Andreievich Chekov, Russian whiz kid and the youngest person to ever attend the starfleet academy. He was fifteen and enrolled in the toughest Science class the school had to offer.

He continued to walk until he felt something vibrate in his black backpack. He pulled it off, stuffed his book in his bag, and pulled out his high-tech video communicator. His father invested a lot of money into it so they could always stay in touch with their only son. His whole family lived in Russia. He was the only Chekov who lived outside of their motherland right now. He smiled as he answered the communicator. His heart skipped a beat when he saw his mother on the screen. His smiled grew even bigger as he said, "Helloh, Mama!"

The usual mom questions started flying around. Chekov wasn't a fan of small talk, but he endured it for his mom. "Da, mama. I em fine. D-Da, I em doingk good." The young Russian boy said into the video communicator. She was worried about her little boy, you could tell if you walked passed him. They were having the average parent/son talk. How he was doing, what classes he was in, if he had any friends. He nodded quickly as she asked them. Before they disconnected his mom dropped the most awkward question any parent could ask. She gave him a stern look and said, "Pavel, you hawen't been...you know, vith girls?"

Pavel's eyes widened and his face turned bright red. "N-N-Nyet, Mama!" He shook his head quickly and looked around. To avoid anymore questions like that he pouted and said, "I-I hawe to go study now. Big test comingk up. Sorry, bye!" He quickly disconnected the call and put the communicator in his pocket. He groaned as he pulled the textbook out of his bag again. He slowly wandered over to a large tree and sat under it. If he was going to pass the course, he would have to read the textbook again.

James Kirk opened his eyes slowly, a room slowly came into focus. As soon as it did he shot up out of bed, wondering where he was and what had happened to get him there. Then he saw a semi-naked woman laying next to where he'd been. He bit his lip to keep from swearing, he never stayed over night with the girls, that was just a rule. He got a closer look at her face and smiled, making a fist with his hand and bringing his arm in to his body in a 'score' motion. James grabbed his clothes and dressed quickly and quietly. His head hurt and he went out of the room. Once in the hall he let out the breath he'd been keeping in. "Phew, sidestepped that situation," he laughed, him love? It wasn't even a word to him.

James wound through the halls until he came to a stop at the end of the hall where big double doors separated him from his bedroom. He pulled open one door and let it shut behind him. He knew that girl from somewhere around the academy but didn't know her name, and probably wouldn’t. He went into his bathroom and hopped into the shower, adjusting the temperature. He scrubbed everywhere with his soap, making sure to rid himself of the sweat and musk smell that was jumping off his skin. He then turned the water off after getting clean and hopped out. He wrapped a towel around his waist and walked into his room.

Kirk looked around, searching for a clean uniform. He found on hanging off the top of his dresser. He pulled it down and got dressed, tossing the towel in to the basket in his bathroom. He then made sure his hair looked alright, playing with it to get the little fauxhawk he had going on Finally he was ready to go, and this time he wasn't even late. Still had time to grab a snack from the cafeteria and stroll into class with a couple of seconds to spare.

He wasn’t about to get a mark of tardiness on his record. Keep in their good graces, which was hard considering his antics of sleeping around. Shrugging his social life aside, Kirk went to check on his room mate. He moved aside the private screen that separated their beds. And of course, Bones wasn’t there, just a note.

Jim snorted lightly as he picked it up.

“Jim,
If you catch a disease from your nights out..I swear I won’t help you. Also…we have our science exam today, don’t be late.
-Bones”

A smile formed when he finished reading the lovely note. He sometimes wondered why Bones became his friend. They had different views but he guessed that’s what kept them together. McCoy was like jimmy cricket, except he wasn’t that small and not as annoying.
Scribbling a reply back on the paper and placing it on the pillow. Kirk took his leave of the room and headed out into the court yard outside the dorms.

His gaze swept across the mass of red. He’d stop for a few moments to stare at the female. No matter what, it seems, Jim couldn’t keep his eyes off them.

Not knowing anyone was on the other side of the tree, she started to just doodle on the paper. When she heard a voice, she jumped a bit, dropping the pen. She was startled, before turning to face the young boy. She flashed a warm, and welcoming smile. "Oh.. yes. I'm alright. Thank you for asking." she replied, as she reached down to grab her pen. She placed both papers and pens underneath her book, looking up at the russian.

"I was just.. remembering my parents." as she itched at her knee. She never really told anyone about her past, so, she was a bit surprised that it was really easy to talk to this guy.

(Damn you guys and your long a** posts!)

The dark skinned female had left the deans office, immediately stepping into the hallway. She had to head off to one of her classes.. though she didn't quite remember where she was supposed to go. She had recieved a completely different class section than she had the previous year.

"I'm going to be sooo late..." Uhura mumbled to herself. She looked out the window and noticed several students still congregating out in the court yard.
"I hope they realize that they are going to be late...." She lowered her eyebrows and sighed as she walked over to the door.

Stepping down the long fleet of stairs she noticed a sleeping asian male laying in the grass.. She approached him and stared down, crossing her arms.

"You're going to be late Sulu if you do not wake up."

Sulu put his arms over his eyes and he groaned. Leave it to Uhura to ruin his nap. He moved his arms away and looked at her with a sigh. "I won't be late, I've still got an hour." He groaned as he continued to look up at her. Man, she was good looking. Why didn't he notice that before. Probably because he didn't have this angle. From where he was he saw her long, dark, legs almost completely. When they started to become covered by the skirt he sighed and lifted up his arm. "Help me up?" He asked casually, still looking at her body.

She stayed silent for a moment. She gripped at her pen a bit tighter. "..My parents passed when I was young." she finally muttered. "So.. I really have no one to turn too." as she placed her pen behind her ear. She was used to being by herself. She had been ever sence she was ten. The red-head looked to her watch. They had about another hour until class started.

She then resumed her gaze back up to the Russian. "I apologize.. I didn't mean to make the atmosphere out of place." giving Chekov a small smile. It then hit her. She never asked for a name. "I'm Nia Evans, Mr.." she paused, waiting for an answer.