Great. Uliana and her crew have showed up, but you’re a little prepared—as you have a fencing sword in your hand.

“Code of conduct prohibits theft and bullying.” You say as you step forward and point your fencing sword at Uliana, who’s dramatic as she always is, and puts the back of her hand to her forehead as if about to faint at the words that came out of your mouth.

“Easy, lass.” James says as he steps forward and uses the hook on his left hand to move the fencing sword away, thus, why they call him Hook. “I don’t know where you come from, but here we don’t fight until after school.”

He pauses and smirks.

“Meet me then.” He hums as he moves his hook to under your chin, tipping your head up to look at him, as he’s taller than you.

He’s confident. Arrogant. Self-centred. Just like the rest of the crew.

As well as attractive and a few years older—wait, what? Why are you even thinking that right here and now when they look like they want to tear you and your friends to pieces.