Hook's POV*

I watched the pretty blonde girl unpack. She wasn't what I expected but she was the perfect balance of brains and beauty and by the looks of it, seemed to have an artistic talent. All of her notebooks were hand drawn.

"Did you draw those?"

"The books?"

"Yeah, they're amazing"

She looked at the books and then placed her head down as she blushed.

"Thank you but they're just doodles."

"If these are doodles then I would love to see what you can really do. Why didn't you take Art?"

"I didn't take it because my GCSE cost me extra experience"

I stand there puzzled. A bit confused and unsure as if she wants to reveal why. However I'm curious. So i ask.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean i failed my Art GCSE and you needed at least a B in order to get onto the A-Level course i wanted to do. So instead i switched to my next favourite subject"

"Which is?"

"Why Chemistry of course"

She just got better and better. She was pretty, smart, and had a love for chemistry which honestly, is a lot harder to find in a girl than you might think.

"Hey Swan are you meeting your friends for lunch? Or do you want me to bring you back something?"

She froze. I'm not sure why but something in her head ticked and then she replied.

"Um no actually I'm not meeting any of my friends because I don't have any currently and I don't mind that. I'm not really hungry but thanks anyway"

How could she not have friends. I wonder if it's by choice or if she just doesn't get along with people. Either way, my friends would love her.

"Why don't you come with me. For lunch?"

She put the t-shirt that she had in her hand down and turned to me whilst raising her eyebrow.

"Lunch?"

This could go two ways. Think Killian think.

"Yes. You know. Lunch. The social convention that usually occurs around midday and is shared by two or more parties. So Emma Swan . Come to lunch with me."

That wasn't exactly what I had in mind but it wasn't the worse thing that could have happened.

"I accept your invitation to the social convention known as...lunch"

I smiled. Killian 1 , Emma Swan ...Work In Progress. I know it's bad to think of her that way but she doesn't seem to want to know me. Or anyone for that matter.

"Oh by the way. My friend Ruby is having a party later. Do you want to come?"

She looked at me.

"A party. As in seven minutes of heaven, alcohol, your friends?"

I laughed.

"I wouldn't say 7 minutes happens every time. Only those who are lucky get to go in the closet with me"

I raise my eyebrow and smirk at her.

"Except unlike them, you haven't come out of the closet yet"

Smooth Swan smooth.

"I'm not gay Emma."

"Then where's you girlfriend?"

"I don't have one. I'm a free agent. Come as you go kind of bloke"

She laughs at me before smiling sarcastically.

"So you're a fuckboy?"

"No..."

"So you're a manwhore"

Wtf?

"No"

She rolls her eyes.

"So what are you?"

I think carefully. My next move with either win or lose the match. Bingo!

"I'm single, and enjoying it"

She raises her eyebrows before turning round and putting her bags under the bed.

"I can't"

Huh? Emma. What are you on about?

"Can't what?"

"I can't come to the party tonight"

Of course you can come. I want you to meet my friends. Plus you're hot.

"Why not?"

"They're your friends and I don't want to intrude. "

Never gonna happen Swan.

"You won't be. They'll love you. Plus i get to take someone with me."

I step closer to her. She tries to back away but her bed is in the way.

"I- uh,can't"

I get even closer.

"Yes. You can. You can be my..."

I smirk at her...and lean closer

"Plus one"

Then i walk away. Nicely done Killian . Nicely done. Tonight is going to be interesting.