Disclaimer: Neither Batman nor I own any of the original characters from Peter Pan. Those belong to the brilliant J. M. Barrie. However we do own Amy, her friends, and any other characters you don't recognize. We own the plot as well.

Author's note: This story is a joint effort between me and my friend(who shall be known as Batman). However, I'm the one typing it all up so I have the right to change parts. Ha ha Bats! Anyways, this is a HookOC story. So if you don't like Hook, TOUGH! Just kidding! Anyways, hope you enjoy this first chapter. Reviews would be greatly appreciated.

Chapter 1

Amy fidgeted as she sat in her last class of the day. She stared at the clock hanging on the wall in front of her, silently begging for the last two minutes to go by faster. She absolutely hated biology and couldn't wait for it to end. Actually, the class itself wasn't too bad, it was the teacher that she abhorred. Mr. Tiodi was quite possibly the most dull and annoying teacher on the face of the earth. Amy's thoughts were interrupted by Mr. Tiodi calling her name. She quickly turned her attention back to the class, to find everyone looking at her expectantly. "Um... I'm sorry. I didn't hear what you said."

Mr. Tiodi raised an eyebrow. "Well, maybe if you payed more attention to me than the clock, you wouldn't have that problem." Amy's face grew hot with embarrassment as a few of her classmates giggled. Mr. Tiodi let her embarrassment continue for a few more seconds before reiterating the question. "Now Ms. Sorano, would you please tell the class what proteins are made of?"

Amy searched her brain for an answer, but found nothing. Mr. Tiodi just glared smugly at her. "Well...?"

Amy glanced at the clock and smiled. She turned to her expectant teacher. "Well sir, I'd love to tell you, but you see..." Just then the bell rang, signaling the end of class. Amy's smile grew bigger. "... I have to get going now. Bye!"

And with that, she picked up her books and dashed out the door. She heard him call her name, but she continued sprinting down the hall. Slowing after she turned a corner, she breathed a sigh of relief. As she continued on to her locker, she heard a voice calling her name. Turning, she saw her best friend sprinting towards her. Amy waited until she caught up before continuing on her way. "Hey Tiff, what's up?"

Her friend looked at her incredulously. "What's up! You just walked out on Tiodi, that's what's up! That was great, you showed him up big time!"

Amy looked at her friend's wide grin and gave her one of her own. "Yeah, I guess I did. Course you know I'm gonna get it tomorrow." They both grimaced at the thought, then their faces lit up at the same time.

"But it was worth it!" they said unanimously before bursting into laughter. Reaching their lockers, they began talking about the rest of their day, all the while dumping books and binders unceremoniously into their backpacks. As they walked out the school doors, chattering happily amongst themselves, they didn't notice a pair of forget-me-not blue eyes, staring at them with the utmost interest.

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The next morning, Amy rose with a groan. Knowing that today she would have to face the consequences of her actions. Rising from her bed, she quickly dressed in blue jeans and a blue T-shirt that hugged tightly to her body. Slipping on socks and sneakers, she swiftly ran a brush through her hair, thankful she had showered the night before. Pulling her long, dark brown hair into a high ponytail, she placed a small silver pendant around her neck and a watch around her wrist.

She quickly looked in the mirror to see if anything looked out of place before heading out the door. Rushing downstairs, she said a hasty "Hello" to her foster parents before snatching a poptart out of a nearby cupboard. She barely heard their greetings as she grabbed her backpack and sprinted out the front door, leaving her guardians behind, shaking their heads.

Reaching her bus stop with time to spare, Amy sat on a nearby bench and began eating her breakfast. She had just finished when someone stepped in front of her. "Excuse me, is this seat taken?"

Amy looked up into a pair of striking blue eyes. They belonged to a young man, who looked to be only a few years older than herself. His tanned face was surrounded by a mass of dark curls that were tied back in a loose ponytail. His black T-shirt showed off a lithe, muscular build. He wore dark blue jeans over his long legs and black and white sneakers adorned his feet. A small mustache rested over his smiling lips. Over all, he was classically handsome and Amy felt a bit intimidated by his sapphire gaze.

Amy finished her inspection and shook her head. "Nope, it's yours for the taking." He smiled again and sat beside her, setting his black backpack on the ground between his feet. It was decorated with a large white skull and crossbones on the front, making Amy raise an eyebrow.

"Nice backpack. Did you add that yourself or was it like that when you bought it?"

He glanced down at the pack before turning his gaze to her. "I added that. I think it adds some personality, don't you?"

She smiled and nodded before asking her next question. "I don't mean to be rude, but who are you?"

His smile never faltered as he answered. "I'm sorry, my name is James Rogers. I just moved in about three houses down." He reached out a hand which, after a moments hesitation, she shook. She noticed that his hands were calloused, as though used to hard work and, while his grip was firm, he didn't try to test her strength like some guys. Amy returned his grip with one equally firm.

"Amy Sorano, nice to meet you James." At that moment, the bus decided to show up and Amy quickly got on. James followed and, after her nod of approval, sat next to her in the hard leather seat. As the bus began to move, Amy sought to start a conversation.

"So, I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other." Amy mentally smacked herself. Nice one Amy, now he probably thinks you're an idiot.

However, James just nodded and gave her yet another dashing smile. "Yes, especially since we will be attending the same school. Maybe we will even have some of the same classes."

"Possibly, what grade are you in?"

"This will be my senior year."

Amy shook her head sadly. "Sophomore, you're lucky though. Seniors get to choose whatever classes they want."

He shrugged and she could've sworn the smile was plastered to his face. "Yeah, that's true, but it's too bad I can't take any sophomore classes." He smirked, causing her face to grow warm. Amy was spared having to answer as the bus pulled up to the school. Smiling, Amy stood and swung her backpack over her shoulder. James stood, allowing her to get off first and then followed her.

Standing in front of the entrance to the school, Amy turned back to face him. "Well, we're here. I guess I'll see you around?"

His smile fell for a second, before it became perfect once more. "I certainly hope so."

Amy grinned and waved before heading inside to her locker. James watched her for a moment, a smirk on his face, before heading to the guidance office. As Amy headed upstairs, she was unaware of the grin plastered to her face. However, she was about to get a wake up call.

Dun dun dun... How is it so far? Review and let us know people!

Spirit of the Sky: For those of you who have read "To live and love", I'm terribly sorry about the long wait, but school's been crazy. I should be able to post the next chapter over February break. Please don't kill me!

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