My life never ceases to amaze me at how unpredictable it can be. No really, by the age of 16 I had lost my father to a drive by shooting, and my mom was admitted to a psyche ward. And that was just the summer before my sophomore year.

How the actual year turned out? Well, let's just say I can blame the entire complicated mess that it was on a single person. Who?

Jack Harkness.

It started pretty safely, my brother Rydon drove me to school on the first day like he had done since he could drive. Which to be fair had only been a couple of months. So we sat in the parking lot until we wanted to seriously head into school.

"We're gonna be okay, right Ry?" I begged to ask, looking at him. He let out a sigh and leaned back in his seat.

"I'd be lying if I said that I said that I was certain we'd be okay. But I just don't know kid, we could be totally screwed." He replied. This caused me to take up his same position, leaned back in the front seat next to him. We watched as students filled the building. "C'mon Kiran, we should head in." Rydon said, unbuckling himself and getting out. I sighed and followed his lead, the both of us grabbing our things and heading towards the building. I was then tackled by a thin and boney body.

"Girlie, where the hell have you been all summer!" I heard above me as I lay on the ground. Ah yes, my best friend Jane Elizabeth Taylor. She's one of my favorite people I knew. She's probably the closest thing to my polar opposite but aren't all good best friends.

"Oh you know, casually arranging a funeral, attending said funeral, sending my mother to a psyche ward, trying to figure out how the hell two high school students are going to pay for a house." I said in my typical sarcastic fashion. Jane's facial features softened after I said that. I sighed. "I'm fine Jane; don't worry about me, though you could help me up." I said with a slightly forced chuckle. She got off of me and helped me up.

"I'm sorry to hear about that love," she said hugging me. I smiled and hugged her back.

"Its fine, look now we've got to get to class." I said. She nodded and we both ran to our first period in a desperate attempt to make the first bell. I slammed into someone, sending me to the floor. It seemed to be lonely with the amount of times I was giving it greetings. "Ow…" I groaned sitting up, cradling my head. The person I slammed sat up as well.

"Well, that's one way to meet someone on your first day. Though to be fair, you could've just said hi." The person said, even if I hadn't seen them I would've known who they were. There was only one American in this school. A senior by the name of, "Jack Harkness, and who are you?" He asked with such a devilish smirk, you couldn't help but blush. I scrambled to my feet without answering him. I grabbed my sketchbook that had fell out of my grip and made a run for English, leaving Jack on the floor. A move that I admit, I felt a bit guilty for. But I had places to be. I burst into English 10, causing everyone to look at me. The teacher, a woman by the name of Ms. Noble looked at me a bit concerned. "Sorry Ms. I had a little bit of trouble finding your room and then physically ran into someone." I told her. She nodded and gestured to a seat next a guy in a full suit. I'd seen him around a little bit last year he transferred really late, sometime around March maybe. I couldn't tell you his name for the life of me.

"Hello, I'm Jones. Ianto Jones." He said. Well, now I could.

"Hello Jones Ianto Jones. I'm Kiran." I replied with a chuckle. Ianto laughed as well.

"Every time, every single time I introduce myself someone makes that joke." Ianto said, laughing as well.

"Well maybe you need a better way to introduce yourself." Kiran said. Ms. Noble glared at us and we shut up. As she got through the syllabus I looked around at some of the other kids in the class. I didn't know many of them, mostly because I was lazy and didn't really care to. So I sat there and doodled in the margins. The bell rang and I grabbed my things and walked out. Standing at the door was Jack Harkness. I gave him a nod and walked away. I was about half way to my next class when both he and Ianto ran up beside me.

"Didn't catch your name when I ran into you earlier." Jack said with his grin.

"Why?" I asked as I kept walking. Jack shrugged.

"I gave you mine."

"You didn't have to, I know who you are. It's kinda like principal, we all know she's Harriet Jones and yet she tells us every time she walks into a room. Your Jack Harkness, I know that. It doesn't help that you're the only American in this school." I said, it's not that I was trying to give him a hard time, but I wanted to give him a little bit of a challenge. He laughed.

"Alright, fair point. But you're what? A Sophomore?" I nodded. "Then I'd like to get to know the underclassmen. I only know Ianto." He said, and he said it with a look that made you trust him with every fiber of your being.

"Fine, it's Kiran. Kiran Weston." I said with a small smile. To which Jack returned one.

"There, see, was that so difficult? Hello, Kiran." He said.

"Pleasure to meet you Jack Harkness but I have to go to my math class." I said walking in that direction.

"Who do you have?"

"Mrs. Smith." I said.

"Oh good, I'm headed in the same direction." He said with his grin. He hooked him arm with mine and proceeded to walk me to class. We were getting odd looks left and right. I mean, I could slightly understand. Senior Jack Harkness, the only guy in our school who looked good in a trench coat and acted like a class A gentleman even though he was a notorious flirt. And me, a sophomore clad in black because why the hell not and literally ran on sarcasm. We showed up at Mrs. Smith's door and Jack unhooked himself.

"Thanks for that Jack, I think." I said. He grinned.

"My pleasure Kiran, see you around." He said with a wink. He then strode down the hall to one of the art rooms. Mrs. Smith smiled at me and allowed me to sit in the corner of the room as some juniors came in. One of them whose name I think was Owen sat next to me.

"Hello lass." He said.

"Hello, Owen right?" He nodded and crashed his head on his desk. "Hungover?" He groaned and I took it as a yes. I gave him three Advil tablets.

"Thanks. Though why am I taking drugs from a stranger?"

"My name's Kiran so I'm no longer a stranger and you're not going to get anywhere in this class without some sort of brain power." I said.

"Well, then thank you my little Advil god." He said.

"Not a problem." I said. Mrs. Smith entered the room.

"Welcome to class. I hope you realize that you're about take a lot of information in a short period of time so I hope you're prepared." She said with a nice smile as syllabuses were passed back to me and Owen. Owen shot a glance at the various rules.

"Anything extremely interesting in there?" I asked. Owen chuckled.

"Nah, not really, same old same old." He said. I nodded and glanced at it, parent signature. Well, looks like Rydon and I were gonna need some of mom and dad's old bills. I sighed as Mrs. Smith went over the rules. The bell rang and I made a mad dash for the door. Owen walked beside me.

"You headed to lunch?" He asked. I nodded once. He's the third person from the Head Tier to talk to me. "Need somewhere to sit?" I was silent until we actually reached the cafeteria, I looked around and saw Jane and Drew. I had a slight smile.

"Thanks for the offer Owen, but my friends are here." I said. He nodded and went to sit with Jack, Ianto, Tosh, and Gwen. I strode over to Jane and Drew. "'Ello lovebirds," I said with a laugh, Jane and Drew looked up at me.

"Hey Kiran," Drew said with a small smile.

"Hello Kir!" Jane grinned. "Care to share why in the world you walked in with Owen Harper?" She asked leaning in.

"He was in my math class and we just happened to come downstairs together. Now, why Jack walked me to said class and why three members of High Tier are in all three of my morning classes the world may never know." I replied.

"NO…" Jane said with an enthusiastic look. "Jack fucking Harkness walked you to class. For no reason?" She said with a bright grin.

"Umm, guys," Drew started.

"Not now Drew, tell me!" Jane said.

"I don't know he just sort of did." I said with a shrug.

"Guys! Why don't you just ask him?" Drew said as Jane turned her head to where Drew was looking. And I shot a glance. Sure enough, in his trench coat clad glory Jack Harkness strode in and sat next to me.

"Why hello there Kiran," he said with a grin.

"Hey Harkness, what brings you to this end of the universe?" I asked. Jane was looking at me as if I had grown a second head. What, was I supposed to treat Jack like some sort of god?

"Oh ya know, familiar face, thought I'd see if I got to know you better." Jack said.

"Jack thanks for the effort." I said with a smile. Jack grinned back, he tapped my shoulder and handed me a sheet of paper. "Meet me at that location at the football game tonight." Jack whispered in my ear as he walked away. I looked back to Jane who was severely confused.

"Did Jack Harkness just ask you out?" Jane asked.

"Maybe," I said. I looked at the paper.

Smokers Tree, Gwen will take you to our spot in the bleachers

Owen says hello

~Jack

I smiled and stuck it in my back pocket.

A/N: Alright, Jack/oc not popular I know but hey Janto will be suggested and I just wanted to write it so see ya ch2