So I became obsessed with this musical and I know that I haven't been updating D.C. very often. But every time I sit down to write that one this comes into my head. So...
HERE WE GO! This has about 20 written but not typed chapters to it. So updates should be whenever I can get access to internet in my (practically nonexistent) free time.

Some/most are really short. Some are pretty long. Mostly from Emmett's POV.

Not mine. I wish it was. But its not. *sigh

Meetings

They were just like all the rest of them… Full of themselves, over confident, over achievers.

And then she came in with that stupid fatigue chic, and her stupid snaps, and her stupid "tangerine is NOT the new pink" line and directions to his class. He laughed to himself. She cannot be serious, he thought to himself.

"In don't think dogs are allowed in class."

"Brusier's not a dog, he's family." She came back.

What?

Then the next thought that made sense to him was not something he was prepared to entertain. She is so pretty. No, not pretty; she is beautiful.

So he gave her directions and saw her pull out that stupid fuzzy pen and watched her get kicked out of class, something that shouldn't have bothered him. Yet, for something he shouldn't mind, he was conflicted. He felt sorry for her. But she had fought back.

"Who assigns reading for the first day of class?" She had asked.

Emmet had to admit, that took balls. They were probably pink, knowing what he had seen so far. She was different, Little Miss Woods Comma Elle and he couldn't start thinking about her. But… she had her eyes on another classmate. And, like every pretty girl, definitely NOT interested in him. But he couldn't stop thinking about her.

As he looked around the class he saw that all the other students, particularly the one that had recommended that Callahan kick her out, showed no hint of concern or feeling sorry for her at all. As he closed the door he looked at her sadly, seeing her looking defeated and horrified. But for some reason it wasn't about her law career….

Warner? God she was crazy.

And then there was that comment about law books not being picture books. And the look Woods-Comma-Elle gave her was one of the most terrifying things that he had ever seen. And he worked for CALLAHAN! So he ran.

Callahan was sitting in his office. "So, Emmett. How long do you give that blonde?"

"What do you mean?" He asked confused.

"I give her until fall break. Just be glad you have me to give you this job otherwise you'd be going back to that trailer. Now get me a coffee. Splenda and skim."

He sighed that night as he closed the lid of his old, beat up, creaking computer.

This is going to be a long year…