Title: An Unlikely Love

A My Life As A Teenage Robot Fanfiction Composed by: Cassie Jennifer Bryant

Main Genre: Romance

Minor Genres: Humor, Friendship, General.

Ratings/Warnings: K+ (suitable for ages nine and up) - romantic situations, slight coarse language. Please be aware that rating may change. If you are uncomfortable with any of the following, discontinue reading and find another fan fiction that you find suitable for your viewing. Thank You.

Disclaimer: My Life As A Teenage Robot is copyright to Nickelodeon. Please don't sue me, I am just a loyal fan who enjoys writing!

Begin Author Note: I've had this idea for the past few months, and finally had the nerve to write and put it up on the lovely fanfiction! As you read this piece, you'll probably figure out the pairing. It is certainly an odd pairing, indeed. However, that is exactly what makes it most interesting! At least in my honest opinion. For the most part, this story is being constructed spontaneously. By that, I mean there isn't a draft or storyline already composed. I'm simply creating ideas that feel right at the time, along with sincere spell/grammar checks for your reading pleasure. A poorly written fanfiction is a sad fanfiction without doubt! Some errors will be in the character's conversations, which is simply to fit their specific character.

This is my first My Life As A Teenage Robot fanfiction. I've seen plenty of episodes online and on Nickelodeon, but if you find some of the characters to be OOC in the slightest, please do let me know. Constructive Criticism helps out immensely, and if you could give me a general character overview with tips, that would be greatly appreciated! Brit and Tiff's character were a bit of a challenge for me, and I get the feeling Sheldon's will be as the story progresses.

If you are uncomfortable with the possibility of these two characters being together, please do me the favor of discontinue reading. Don't waste both your and my time by writing a review criticizing a fanfiction that you find disgusting/wrong. Find another fanfiction that has a pairing you enjoy. Please and thank yous!

Much love to those who read, review, and provide CC! This may not be my best writing, but this was something I did for pure fun. We'll see what happens! Enjoy chapter one!

Please Read and Review! CCs are appreciated immensely!

With Much Love,

Cassie J. Bryant!

Chapter One

For the Crust Cousins, morning and lunch were the only important "classes" of their high school curriculum. It was finally Senior year. This year was their year to shine with brilliant name-brand clothing that no one could compete with. Come to think of it, every year was their year. Anyone who was anyone knew the Crust Cousins owned the school. If anyone dared to try and step up to the plate, the duo would always find a way to overpower them. That little fashion scenario with the robotic Jenny was a prime example, although they admittedly cut it close until the construction of the thin idea. The cousins were never the sharpest tools in the shed, but when it came to fashion, taunting, and social status, they were pure geniuses.

It was a weekday morning. Another typical weekday morning. The cousins woke up two hours before school opened to prepare themselves for the elongated day. Their limousine eagerly awaited for their arrival, and then off to school.

"Hoo baby, Brit, you sure outdone yourself with that Gucci jumpsuit."

"Oh why thank you Tiff, but that Juicy Couture purse brings out the pure glam in your eyes."

After pointless compliments on each other's outfits, the cousins arrived to their destination.

"Ugh. Time for another morning with these… commoners. To our people, Tiff!" Brit exclaimed. The two exited their elegant ride to be welcomed by their "fans", both popular and geeky (but most importantly popular). Off to the side there was Jenny and her little crowd who never took notice to the Cousins. 'How dare they.' Brit thought to herself. 'I'm wearing over a thousand dollars in top designer clothing and jewelry that could make anyone awe, and those three don't even LOOK!'

Tiff took notice of Brit's tiny mishap. "Girl somethin' wrong? You haven't been actin' your funkadelic self, baby."

Brit shook herself out of it. "Ahem. I'm fine."

Tiff shook any suspicion out of her mind and both began their stroll side-by-side into their prison of knowledge.

Into school the duo went, passing Jenny, Brad, and Sheldon in the snobbiest way imaginable.

1st period. Nothing special. Gym was rather slow in the morning, however.

2nd period. Math. Numbers and such. Major yawn.

3rd period. History. Only two more periods to go until lunch.

4th period. English. Who cares about Shakespeare?

5th period. Music. Lunch next period.

6th Lunch, the moment the cousins have been waiting for. This was their time to rejoin forces and converse at the "popular table", bragging about their stunning appearances and throwing pesters to loser passerby's. The only downside to the Crusts' lunch was the sight of Jenny's assembly of nonentities.

Suddenly, the pager from the principal's office came on, demanding the misbehaved students to come to the office. Brit and Tiff would simper at certain students that were called, especially the geeky ones. Suddenly, the tone of the principal's voice changed dramatically. It seemed much more distraught and angered than usual.

"The following student must come to my office IMMEDIATELY."

"He don't sound good. Wonder who the unlucky chump is." Tiff cracked a grin. Before Brit could keenly respond, the principal's bitter tone interrupted her.

"Brittney Crust!"

Time almost stopped for Brit. "Oh dear…." Brit proclaimed.

Tiff grew pale. "What'd you do? Was it that laxative-in-muffin prank we pulled on the Johnson twins a while back?"

"No he would've called us by now... unless someone snitched. And he only called me not you. This is unexplainably odd.."

"Girl I'm coming with you! We gotta stick together on this one!" Tiff insisted.

Brit held her cousin back. "No I don't want you getting pulled into this too. I'll go."

Tiff curtly nodded and went back to her group silently.

"Ms. Crust, you WANT to graduate, correct?" Principal Rizinski erected an eyebrow. He held a piece of paper in his hand, scanning it intensely. Brit could only help but conclude it was her present report card.

"Me? Certainly! Of course I want out of this middle-class dump." Brit respond, appalled to such a question.

"A simple 'yes' could've worked. Anywho, the class board has noticed your HUGE grade decline in the Science department. You dropped from a 'C' to an 'F----' in the past 2 weeks! I understand that during senior year people want to have fun, but here at Tremorton High School, grades come first. If you do not regain your grade status to a 'C' within the next 4 weeks, you will NOT graduate and it will become mandatory that you be held back. Do you understand me, Ms. Crust?"

Brit couldn't believe what her ears were grasping. She rose from her seating position. "I WILL graduate no matter WHAT my grade is! Do you know who I am? You can not speak to me as if-"

The principal interrupted her by calling security. "Yes we have a non-conformist. Please see her to the door."

Security "politely" grabbed both her arms, and dragged her out of the office. As Brit continued to violently protest, she was thrown back into the cafeteria. Pale faced, tired from the struggling, and generally woe some, Brit placed herself next to Tiff.

"Whoa there cuz what's the dealio? Looks like you came out of an Alfred Hitchcock movie. Principal get you that bad?"

"Worse, Tiff, much worse. I have to actually… TRY in school now."

"WHHHHAAAAATTTTTT?!"

The dramatic scene the popular table brought curiosity to Jenny and her friends.

"What was that all about?" Jenny pondered.

"Who knows? One of the Crust girls probably got a hangnail or something." Brad responded.

Sheldon sat quietly in his seat masticating on his sandwich. If the conversation wasn't about Jenny, inventions, or science fiction, usually Sheldon stayed in his socially safe bubble.

Jenny looked over to make a quick observation, just to make sure space aliens had not invaded the girl's heads. Brit didn't look well. For a brief moment, Jenny wanted to approach the cousins and make sure everything was alright, but held herself back. She knew it would've resulted in some form of humiliation. It was what the two mastered in.

6th period. Science. Here we go.

Brit couldn't bear the mere sound of "science". The only component that was decent about the class was the social division. The popular students were on one side of the room, while the unpopular students stayed on the other. Both were afraid of one another, and would only dare to associate with the other side if they needed to borrow a pencil. The warning bell rang and the students were seated in their typical social status seats. The science teacher, Mrs. Brigsby, noticed the class's behavior throughout the months, and decided it was time for a change.

"Good evening class. For the past few months I've noticed the… 'separation problem' we have had in this classroom. I feel that in order for lectures to be a comfortable learning process, we must all be comfortable with one another. We will stop this separation and pair each of you up for an at-home assignment. This project shall be free choice, giving both of you the ability to compromise with one another. It must relate to either biology, chemistry, or physics. That's your ONLY rule. This assignment will be a huge part of your final grade. For those who need to boost up your grade, I highly recommend taking advantage of this situation. I made a spreadsheet with the pairs. Everyone please step forward to see who you are partnered with."

'Is there someone out there who's TRYING to destroy my life?!' Brit fell into her seat. After her brief moment, Brit stood up, scowled, and pushed through everyone. The class, intimidated by her power, allowed her to pass. Brit took a look at the spreadsheet. "… Sheldon? Who in God's name is Sheldon?"

While Brit was confused, Sheldon was shaking at his knees. "B-B-B-B-B-Brittney Crust??"

Brit gasped in fear when she saw the lanky boy with buck teeth staring at her name. "Is that Jenny's friend? Worse than Jenny's friend…. He's a… GEEK. Good Lord why is this happening?" Neither of the classmates wanted to approach one another for their own purposes. Brit's because he was a nerd and Sheldon because she was one of the most popular girls in school. She would chew him up and spit him out. Sheldon didn't even want to imagine the scenario.

The teacher smiled at the student's displeased faces. "The person you are partnered up with will also be your new lab partner for the rest of the year. Enjoy and have fun!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Sheldon moved his books and lab equipment next to Brit's, which mainly consisted of makeup and useless objects that were far than needed for class.

Silence.

"Um… hi." Sheldon had to make the first move. This was his grade, too.

"Listen…Samuel?" Brit questioned.

"Sheldon." Sheldon seemed irritated.

"Right. This is going to be QUICK and EASY, got it? You are going to do ALL the work. My grade depends on this."

"Hey-"

"Shush."

"Bu-"

"SHUSH."

"Bri-"

"No."

"Fine. Be at my house tonight at seven, then. If I'm going to do all the work, you at least have to be there to know how everything works. Here's my address." Before he even realized who he was talking to, he handed her the piece of paper with the destination. Then, he grew pale in the face. Did he just speak like that to… Brittney Crust?

Before Brit could decline in a fit of rage, Principal Rizinski's words entered her brain, '… you WANT to graduate, correct?'

Brit lowered her head and snatched the sheet of paper. "FINE. I will be there by seven."

"I'M SORRY DON'T HURT M- wait what?" Sheldon's jaw dropped.

"I SAID… I will be at your… house by seven." Brit couldn't dare to look at him. Sheldon didn't even know what to say. Surely he was expecting a punch to the face, or at least a kick to the crotch. But… nothing?

"Okay."

That was all Sheldon could say. After a brief moment of awkward silence, the bell finally rang. A few more classes to go and the students were free from entrapment.

The walk home was a quiet one for Sheldon, until Jenny took notice. "Everything okay, Sheldon?"

"Huh? Oh yeah fine fine!" Sheldon nodded in a white lie.

"Oh come ON, Sheldon. Just spill we know something's up." Brad interfered.

"Alright…" Sheldon took a deep breath, "I'mscaredtodeathbecauseourscienceteacherpartneredpeopleupbecauseofasupposedseperationproblemandIgotpairedupwithBritandsheiscomingovertonightforamandatoryprojectandshe'sgoingtokillmebecauseItalkedbacktoherduringclass."

Silence.

"Ooookayyy, Sheldon. How about you slow it down for us?" Brad insisted.

"What do you mean, Brad? Sheldon said he was scared to death because his science teacher partnered him and Brit up for a project and he talked back to Brit because she was being typical Brit so now he's afraid of her coming over tonight to work on that project." Jenny responded.

"Well SOME people aren't robots that can hear a thousand words per second. Sheesh." Said Brad.

"I don't know what to do! I mean, what do you think I should do? I mean… help!" Sheldon appeared concerned.

"Don't worry, Sheldon. If she pulls anything, you know I'll be right over to kick some butt, okay? You know how to get a hold of me."

"Of course I do. I know every transmitter on you! I even know your house phone number! And your distress signal!" Sheldon responded in a creepy matter.

"Riiight. Well, here's your house. I'll see you around, Sheldon!" Jenny and Brad waved goodbye.

"Thanks, Jenny, see ya!" Sheldon approached the door as he watched the gang leave. He blushed. "Ooohh, Jenny, always looking out for me."

Sheldon entered his domicile, waiting very, very patiently for the arrival of Brittney Crust.

To Be Continued