Okay, I've been meaning to start a Simpsons fic, so this is what I've worked on the past few days. It's probably crap(and probably chock-full with grammatical errors), but it's my first fanfic so cut me some slack okay?

Disclaimer: I don't own the Simpsons blah blah blah and all that jazz.

You'll Never Know Me

Chapter 1: A Scathed Slate

Some people say that the first day of high school is the first day of the rest of your life. Not me. I say that the day before high school is your last day of

living, period. So you can imagine the amount of pressure building up inside of me as I packed my stuff in my book-bag. This wasn't like middle school

where you can shrug every bad thing off and forget about it. Starting tomorrow, every action I make reflects upon which college I will attend. And since

Dad makes next to nothing I have to receive a full-scholarship. It wasn't passing the classes that bothered me(I never had any problems regarding that

subject). What bothered me was how the hell was I supposed to concentrate on studying when my school life is a social dystopia? No doubt there would

be stronger bullying than in Springfield Junior High, and I had no one to defend me, since I lost most contact with two people who I thought were my

friends. Who are these people, you ask? Alex Whitney and Allison Taylor, we've been inseparable since the second grade. Or so I thought, until Alex

started hanging out with the popular crowd and eventually became their leader. That's when the hazing started. First they were mild practical jokes,

such as placing bubble gum in my chair, substituting my lunch with meat, and jamming my locker. Back then I didn't know it was Alex who came up

with these pranks. Then it became clear to me when she started to directly attack me. She and her cronies insulted me, tripped me, placed tarantulas

in my book-bag(don't ask me how they got a hold of them), even making me look like I was cheating on an exam. Exactly how many times did they

watch Mean Girls? But that wasn't the worst. What followed was truly the most humiliating experience of my life.

A year and a half ago:

I had a few spare minutes left before the lunch period ended, so after grabbing what I needed for my next class I went to the library to return my copy of Twelfth Night. Just before I reached the double doors I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I turned around and saw Cora, one of Alex's friends. She wasn't as mean as the others, but with her wire-framed glasses and perfectly coiffed bun you could tell there was something snooty about her.

I prepared myself. "Go on, insult me however you'd like. I'm not going to care."

Her face broke into a smile."Do you honestly think that we all hate you? The others are the only ones who have a problem, but I don't think you're that bad."

"How do I know you're not just pretending to be my friend to embarrass me?" I snapped, not believing one word that came out of her mouth.

"Get your eyes checked Lisa. Have you seen me once in Alex's pack of followers?" she countered.

"Well, I uhhh...not exactly but I'm sure that..."

She had a point. I've seen them talk sure, but I don't think Cora had ever partaken in hazing me. Maybe I could trust her after all.

I sighed. "Well, wouldn't Alex be mad if she found out you were hanging out with a loser like me? I can imagine that even popular girls are insecure when it comes to their reputation."

She chuckled. "Oh, we won't have a problem with that. Anyways you know that guy you like?"

"Theo? What about him?"

"Well, I was talking to him in English, and by the looks of it, he's pretty into you."

My heart was pounding. Surely Cora didn't say what I thought she said. Or did she?

"Really? What were his exact words? You have to tell me!" I asked, hungry for more info on my almost life-consuming crush since the second grade.

Cora looked away for a moment before saying, "How about you ask him yourself? He's right over there." she raised her eyebrows to show that Theo was using the drinking fountain across the hall. Of course I hesitated. I don't even remember having an actual conversation with Theo, apart from the time I got dropped off by Krusty at the wrong school and ended up meeting him for the first time in West Springfield Elementary. Does he even remember my name?

Cora sensed I was nervous. "Don't worry. If you screw up, I'll come up with an excuse to bail you out. Not that you'll need it.", she added. I wasn't entirely convinced, but I had to try. I took a deep breath and slowly walked up to him. Theo lifted his head from the fountain and our eyes met. He looked almost exactly as I remembered, the same soft blue eyes, tinted glasses, and gold, lustrous locks. Except, he was more irresistible than ever.

He simply stared at me, smiling as if he suddenly remembered a cheerful memory. Then he said;

"Hi, Lisa. How nice to see you."

I nearly died of joy. Not only did he remember me, but he was happy to see me as well!

Intuition was beckoning me. His sky-blue eyes glimmered as if they were begging me to do it. I decided to take the plunge. I reached out and tenderly kissed him on the lips.

Instead of kissing me back, however, he stood bewildered, not the reaction I was hoping for.

Finally he said, "Lisa, I..."

Before he could finish, I felt a dark presence looming over me. It was Alex, her eyes cold and cruel, yet shone with pride. As if a plan had fallen into place.

"Wow Lisa, could you be any more of an idiot? I always thought you were an awkward loser, but I was wrong. Apparently, you had the guts to lip-lock with my boyfriend!" she shrieked, drawing more and more people to the hallway, all whispering amongst themselves, "What was she thinking? Doesn't she know by now what happens when you cross paths with Alex?"

I didn't care what they said. What shocked me was that Theo was dating that bitch from hell. There was no way he would stoop that low.

"Don't even try making up excuses. Everyone knows we've been going out for at least a month. You just couldn't wait to get your grubby little hands on him didn't you?" she sneered.

I quickly glanced at Theo, hoping for some sort of sign, that Alex is just lying to crush my spirits. He shook his head, revealing only the ugly truth.

"I'm sorry.", he said. "I would've told you but...it happened too quickly for me to act rationally."

A myriad of gasps followed. The snickering grew louder as curiosity arose, the climax eagerly awaited.

I tried to reason. "Alex, if I had known that I wouldn't have..." suddenly she shoved me, and I found myself lying flat on the ground.

No one breathed a word, except Alex, who turned to eye the bystanders.

"Go. There's nothing to see here.", she coldly remarked. Just then, the bell rang. The crowd of students picked up their books and rushed off to class as I lay there mortified.

As soon as she faced me I could feel her eyes nearly burning my retinas. She took hold of my face and said in the lowest, most ominous tone I've ever heard her use.

"I think it's time you learned your place once and for all."

She walked away, but not without shooting me one last spiteful glare.

That's when I realized.

She truly loathed me.

The hazing seemed to die down after that. What grew was Alex's hatred . Even today I'm not sure whether she was mad because I kissed him or she was just faking it to torture my heart . Whatever it was, she's certainly not going to let me forget about it.

All this drama makes me wish I still had Allison by my side, but she had joined the League of Achieving Prodigies, the Springfield organization of middle and high school students with incredibly high IQ's, with a division in each district. I thought I was a shoe-in considering I scored a 178 on the entrance exam back in seventh grade. Then I found out you have to score 190 at the least to qualify for membership, and even then you were carefully evaluated to determine your strengths, weaknesses, and special abilities. I was shocked when Allison had told me she scored 192. How could that be? Last time I checked her IQ was slightly below mine, 175. But that wasn't what bothered me. The League forbids fraternizing with non-members in public. I hardly see Allison during the school day, let alone talk to her, and when I did see her, she was with them. Who do they think they are, looking down on anyone who isn't as intelligent as them? They shot me looks that made Alex seem nice, hard to believe isn't it? So basically, the only time Allison and I get to see each other is on weekends and vacation. I only talked to her a few times this summer because she went to the League-sponsored 'knowledge' camp. Ha, I can bet they spend most of their time there sitting around drinking tea while gossiping about all the so-called dumb kids they are surrounded by. To be honest, it doesn't really matter because we still see each other outside of school, so I'm sure there will be plenty of time for us to hang out.

I decided to go to bed a bit earlier than I had planned, even though it was only a quarter after nine. I'm not about to spend all night thinking about Alex or Allison or...anything really. Before I tucked myself in, I rummaged through my book-bag to check if I had forgotten anything. Realizing that all was in its place, I switched off my light and closed my eyes, and began to dream of something unattainable for any freshman.

The perfect first day.

Okay, I hope that wasn't too much of a monstrosity to read. If I get some good praise/construct criticism, Then I'll try to update when I can.(I'm not making any promises though). But please, R&R if you can, I'd like to know how badly I'm doing. ^_^