Pixie's POV
Why is my bed so comfortable? If it wasn't so comfortable I would (maybe) get up. Today is my first day at Gotham Acamdy. If I ever get up from bed. My mom is going to start yelling if I don't get up. Good bye bed, I will return soon.

I button my blouse and and slip on my unnaturally short mini skirt. I pull up the dark blue socks. Now the tie.

I have never done a tie before. I don't do well. I almost choke myself. What a wonderful start to the morning! I glance over at my beloved Robin the Boy Wonder poster. I bet he dosn't have to go to a super snobby prep school.

Crap! I need to get to school.

I grab a piece of toast, blow kisses to my family, and run out the door. I get to Gotham Acamdy in record time, for me. I'm not a runner.

I spot a comfortable looking tree, I slide my back down it and crack open my Harry Potter book. (It's the Half Blood Prince) I'm rereading the series, again. I wish I was going to Hogwarts instead of here.

Third Person P.O.V
Pixie did not notice the huge black limo pull up to the school. She did not notice the boy who came out of it. He had a almost middle eastern tan and blue eyes. Sometimes, if he was mad, they would turn lazuraz pit green. Pixie did not yet know what a lazuraz pit was.

As Pixie sat reading Harry Potter she did not know the boy she was about to meet would change her life forever.

The boy scanned the area and saw the out of place girl sitting anginst the tree. He could tell her hair was blonde but that is about it.

"Great anthor Brown," He mumbled under his breath. He walked over to the Pixie, all the other females drooled as he walked past. He stood in front of her for about ten seconds before clearing his throat impatiently.

"Are you Pixie?"

She stood up and her sky blue eyes looked right into his deep blue ones. Her gold hair framed her face and her skin was practically the color of snow with only a few freckles if brown to break it up. Her pink glasses added some much needed color to her pallor and her gold bat symble earing matched her hair.

"That's me," She said kindly.

For the first time in Damian Wyane's life a girl's looks left him speachless.