AN: I just recently watched Thor: The Dark World and fell in love with Loki even more! I came up with this story idea the following night, so I hope it turns out okay. This story starts before the events of Thor. Just as a heads up, the story is a little slow to start. So please hang in there and I promise that things will get more interesting by chapter 4!

TimeWarrior42

There was a time when life was simple, when nothing mattered more than good grades and friends. But all of that would change.

The hallways were crowded, as usual. Elizabeth was in a bad mood today, getting worse with every person she bumped into as she walked to her world history class. Her day had started out normally, at least normally for a Monday – wake up at 6 am, throw on jeans, a t-shirt, and a sweatshirt, and run out to the bus stop. That was where things had started going down hill.

Elizabeth's stop was one of the last ones the bus made before reaching the high school. By the time the bus reached her stop, all of the seats were full. That is, except for the back seat. Every day, a strange boy with dark hair sat alone in the back left seat. No one really knew him, but then again, no one wanted to. He was – strange. There was really no other way to describe it. He was brilliant in class, but every time someone went to congratulate him or be nice to him, he never responded. He had never so much as smiled at anyone. Outside of class, he never talked to anyone, never even making eye contact. There was nothing particularly threatening about him, at least when you thought about it rationally. There was just something about him that no one could quite pin down, something that made him seem different. He had just recently moved here from who-knows-where to live with his cousin. Last year, school had been fairly normal. But ever since this boy showed up, strange things had begun to happen . . .

"You gonna find a seat?"

The voice of the bus driver brought Elizabeth's thoughts back to the moment. She glanced around desperately at the others students, pleading silently for someone to squish in toward the window to make room for her. But no one did – no one even made eye contact. She found herself getting angry with the students. Why won't you help me? she thought angrily. You wouldn't want to sit by him, yet you make me do it just so you can see what happens. Well, fine then. I'll do it just to spite you. She took a deep breath and started toward the back. She hesitated before sitting down, knowing that all of the students were watching her. You can do this, she thought to herself. He's just another student. What would Elizabeth Bennet do? She would brave her way through it. Ever since she found out that she had been named after the Elizabeth Bennet from Pride and Prejudice, Elizabeth found herself wondering what Bennet would do in different situations.

All eyes on her, Elizabeth sat down. Only then did she notice what was strange about that. It really was all eyes on her – including the boy's eyes. It was the first time she had ever seen him look at anyone besides the teachers. She glanced over at the boy, just for a second. In that short moment, Elizabeth noticed three things. First, the boy's expression was not what she had been expecting. She would have thought his face would show surprise or annoyance. Instead, it was one of satisfaction. Like he had been expecting her to sit down for a while and she was finally confirming his suspicions. Second, he seemed to be thinking about something complex, almost like he was planning something. And third, his eyes were shockingly, almost unreally, green.

To the inattentive observer, this story so far seems to have nothing to do with Thor. So far. It will take several chapters to do, but I promise that I will bring the Asgardians into the plot. Please leave reviews so I know what I'm doing right and what I need to fix. Keep in mind that your comments keep me motivated to write more!