A/N Mmmkay! So, I do a Wizard of Oz high school alternate universe (hereafter referred to AU HS) which basically Dorothy and the Scarecrow are in a Kansas high school, sort of rural but not completely, and he's 17, a junior, and she's a sophomore, 16. I'll skip around to before they met and after they met and stuff like that.

001- Beginning

"Excuse me, where's- oh man- hey-" pleaded Hunk Champs, also known as Scarecrow due to his physical stature, twisting in the school hallway, asking, "Where's class A 1939-"

"Outta the way, dork," jeered a big, burly football player, shoving Scarecrow out of the way. The lanky junior tumbled to the ground, but sprang up again in mere seconds, jumping to a different part of the hallway, and immediately backed up against some poles in the middle of the hallway that supported the ceiling.

"Hey, check it out- new kid!" crowed another one of the jock's friends, who had spotted Scarecrow like a lion spots the weak water buffalo of the herd. And this particular water buffalo immediately became petrified, trying to scamper but failing. Instead, one of the guys with feathery black hair laughed and grabbed Scarecrow's belt with surprising skill and tied him to the pole, with the buckle to the back so the hapless teenager couldn't undo it.

And then, because the gods of fate decreed it so, the bell rang.

"Whoohoo!" cheered the bullies, and streamed out of the area, whooping loudly and causing some afraid freshman to scatter into various classrooms, the fact that they were in the wrong room not really occurring to them.

"Wait- come back! Ahhhh!" moaned Scarecrow, thrashing around like a feisty trout on a line.

"Why are you up there?"

Scarecrow stopped whipping around and turned his head to see a girl a little younger than him, with curly-ish brown locks and wide blue eyes. She was clad in a blue, checked skirt and a light cerulean blouse. For a moment Scarecrow forgot he was (strapped to a support beam in a new school and late for class) and just kind of stared at her and how pretty she was. Wow.

"I'll help you down," she said, and circled around his back, and observed the belt. "Here we go-oh!"

The belt snapped open when she opened it a little, because the strain caused it to shudder and pop open. Scarecrow sprang from the pole, and slammed to the floor, but in a nanosecond he leapt up again, flailing around.

"Are you okay?" she asked, grabbing his arm and holding him steady. For a second, it was like he was made of straw- limp, he stumbled some more.

"Hey!" she laughed. "Come on, I'll help you to class. I think we follow down this yellow hallway to the A hallway- you have Philosophy first right? I heard asking in the hall but couldn't get to you. Come on!" She linked arms with him and led him down the hall.

It was an odd sight, but then again, at Oz High, things could get much, much stranger.