Hi! This is my very first fanfic ever! Lately, I have seen a lot of people write absolutely amazing stories about Toy Story so I thought I'd try my hand at it! Please read and review if you'd like, with any constructive criticism or comments! I hope you like it!

Disclaimer- I don't own Toy Story or any of the characters.

Just One of the Boys

Chapter 1

"Aww come on Woody, can't you stop being a baby at least once?" Jessie's loud voice whined over the din of Andy's room. Andy, his mother and Molly were away visiting Andy's grandparents for the weekend.

"Well if you didn't always pin me against the ground with your foot in my back within the first three seconds when we wrestle, maybe I could actually try to beat you." Woody put his hands on his back and winced. Jessie always dominated Woody when they fought; it was just in her temperament to truly be the roughest, toughest cowgirl.

"I suppose I could go easy on ya next time," she smirked.

Woody rolled his eyes, as a tiny snicker escaped the corner of his mouth. "We'll see who wins next time."It had been a little over a year since Jessie, Bullseye and the little green aliens had arrived in Andy's room. Sometimes, Woody thought that Jessie could be overly enthusiastic about the simplest of things. Her overly zealous nature irritated him at times, but in the long run, they had become particularly close and Woody knew that bringing his newly found friends back home was certainly the right thing to do.

"What's everyone up to?" a familiar voice asked.

Jessie suddenly perked up at the sound of the voice. She and Woody spun around from where they were standing, near Andy's desk, and caught sight of the space ranger who had just walked up. Jessie became very nervous. Ever since he had given her the sweetest compliment on her hair, she had very often felt imaginary butterflies in her non-existent stomach. There was something about Buzz that just made her as jumpy as a jitterbug. She couldn't put her finger on it, but Buzz intrigued her. It was something about looking into his deep blue eyes that made her just want to melt away. Of course he couldn't ever possibly have feelings for me. He never seemed to make a move, talk to me alone, or even try to spend time with me, she thought. But that never stopped her from displaying that loud, jubilant, enthusiastic façade that she always wore.

"Oh, hey Buzz-" Woody began-

"Hey Buzzzz guess what? I beat Woody at wrestling! I beat Woody at wrestling!" Jessie sang. "Yee-haw!"

Buzz chuckled. There was simply something about that redheaded cowgirl that he couldn't resist, from her exuberant personality to her (in his opinion) strikingly good looks. And the fact that she wasn't afraid to get down and dirty like one of the boys. He had admired her from afar the day she arrived in Andy's room. After his failed attempt at a compliment, Buzz decided, for his own sake, to keep his feelings hidden. He knew the chances of her returning the feelings were slim. She always seemed more interested in wrestling around with everyone, or playing games, as opposed to a girl looking for romance. But that was what he loved about her. He wasn't interested in a mushy, girly-girl, like Bo Peep. Perhaps Woody, always getting to be the cowboy hero saving the damsel in distress, like Bo was interested in that type of girl. Buzz on the other hand, wanted a strong, independent, fearless women who could take care of herself.

"So guys, what do you wanna do now?" asked Jessie. "Should watch TV? Or maybe we could play hide and seek. OH I KNOW! We could play FREEZE TAG! I'll gather everyone up!" She rapidly sped off.

"There's the ball of energy for ya," Woody laughed. "Actually Buzz, before we play, do you mind going over some staff meeting notes with me?"

Buzz who was occupied at the moment, was caught in a unfathomable trance watching the ball of energy fly from toy to toy, rounding everyone up for the game. He just watched, her small form, fiery red hair pulled back in a simple braid, and her eyes. Oh, how he just loved her big, emerald green eyes, just full of life and –

"Buzz? Are you even paying attention?"

Buzz came back down to earth and cleared his throat, "Ahem- sorry, Woody." He continued to glance at Jessie.

Woody, who had been following Buzz's gaze, smirked. "Why don't you just ask her out? I'm sure she likes you too."

If toys could blush, Buzz was sure he would have at that very moment. "W-what makes you thin- think that I l-like Jessie? I uh-ahem I mean o-of course I like her! J-just I-I-mean what makes you think I like her…l-like that—"

"Oh give it up Buzz! It's obvious you like her! Everyone knows you have feelings for Jessie, except for, well, Jessie!"

"I know," Buzz continued. "I like her- a lot. And I-I would love to go out with h-her. She's," he paused. "She's unlike anyone else I've ever met."

"Then what's the problem?" asked Woody.

At that moment, Jessie had walked up from the side of the desk to ask Woody and Buzz if they wanted to start playing freeze tag, when she caught her name in their conversation. She crept silently back behind the desk where she could clearly listen, but could also clearly remain unseen by the two toys nearby.

"Woody, you don't understand. Jessie's a tomboy and I'm afraid that she wouldn't be interested in uhh, ah a r-r-romantic relationship. I always thought that girls like her didn't want to uhm well, be with someone th-that way," Buzz sighed.

The cowboy gave his friend a thoughtful look and grinned. "Aww cheer up, Buzz! Jessie may be the roughest, toughest cowgirl around but I'm sure she has a well, a soft spot for shy, stuttering, space toys like you."

"I just don't want to make things uncomfortable between us. I mean, we've become really great friends this past year," said Buzz.

At this point, Jessie decided she'd heard enough. She slowly snuck from behind the desk and dashed under Andy's bed and sat down, cross-legged on the floor. I'm too much of a tomboy for him? But we're always having fun together! Maybe I'm just not girlie enough for him... Jessie sighed. She never thought of herself of being that much of a tomboy. Sure, she liked to wrestle with Woody. And tackle her friends. And be super-excited. And play videogames with Rex and Hamm. But did that really make her "one of the boys?"

"I'll just have to become more of a girlie-girl," Jessie decided aloud. She just didn't have a clue as to where to begin. There was only one other person she knew of that she could possibly get some help from. Slowly, she stood up and smoothed her cowprint chaps and straightened her hat. Jessie came out from under the bed, leaving the game of tag everyone else had begun playing and walked into Molly's room.

She hopped up on the dresser and gazed at the dainty, delicate porcelain figure, standing in front of her. Bo Peep turned around at the approach of footsteps and smiled at Jessie.

"Bo?" Jessie began, "do you think you could help me with something?"

I'll try to put the next chapter up as soon as I can!