Full Summary: Isabella Marie Swan is the one who is always invisible, who's ingnored. She isn't popular, beautiful or have loads of friends and endless guys who want her.That's more like her sister.Everyone, including her own very mother picks Kelly over her, it's like she doesn't exist. She is the 'ugly duckling' of the Swan family as her sister calls her. She only has one friend, and the only boyfriend she ever had led to heartbreak. Now shes just a person who is empty and sad.

She knows she's not pretty enough, not smart enough, just not enough for anyone. She's been told this all her life, and now she believes it. It's funny that when you're falling down in a never-ending spiral, that even your best friend can't seem tolifeyou out from. A beautiful stranger canpull you right back up and then drop you right back down again. Can she pick up the pieces before it's too late? BxE AU

Chapter One

Cars passed noisily, sloshing through the rain to get home quickly as I waited by the curb. The rain was falling down heavily and I had no umbrella, no coat and a little, thin jacket on with wet, soaking jeans. The grey clouds had settled in causing Seattle to be splashed with the same grey tones. The rain was soaking through my jacket and I pulled my arms around myself as I started to shiver involuntarily.

I was waiting for Kelly to come pick me up. Again.

I kind of knew she wasn't going to show but I could wish couldn't I? Wish that I was good enough and pretty enough for my sister to not look down at me. To not hate me.

I wished the same thing from my mother, she always loved the blue eyed, blonde girl who was perfect and beautiful in every way. While I was the complete opposite of her. They never cared for me. So why would they start now?

And I was still deluded into thinking that for once, my sister would actually care and apologise for having to pick me up. But of course, I was wrong.

I was still waiting an hour and a half later before my hopes got crushed...again. I don't know why I actualy believed that she would come, she never picked me up from work. She got a new fancy mercedes whilst I got money for the bus from my mother.

You see, I inherited my mother's natural hair colour with brown eyes to match. My mother's matching platinum blonde hair to Kelly's natural blonde hair and thier fake plastic nails fit perfectly together, whilst I was the outcast, the...'ugly duckling' as my sister called me. It hurt to always be isolated from my family. Like I didn't belong there.

I smiled sadly and my tears mixed in with the rain which had gotten even heavier by now.

A few minutes of my silent tears passed and suddenly I didn't feel the rain falling on me anymore, but I could still see it splashing against my feet.

So I looked up.

An umbrella rested over my head and my eyes trailed from the holder's hand to his face.

If there was a god out there, he was punishing me.

This man was heaven-sent and completely beautiful. He was like some forgotten demi-god, with his chiseled face, and thin pink lips, to his stunning green eyes to his reddish brown hair.

And he was obviously waiting for Kelly or wanting her phone number. Guys only paid enough attention to me to realise I was her sister and that he could weasel information such as her phone number or dorm number out of me.

He was about to open his mouth to speak but I cut him off.

"Kelly's not here." I said and looked away, focusing on the little tiny raindrops dripping off the edge of the black umbrella. The shivers had become more violent and my teeth chattered a little bit. My hair was dripping wet and possibly clinging to my head.

After a minor pause he spoke in the most angelic voice, "Who's Kelly?"

I threw my head back and laughed but it sounded more like a deranged lunatic laugh. "You're kidding me, right?"

His eyebrows knitted close together and he looked very confused. "No. I was just wondering if you wanted a ride home, seeing as it's pouring down, your soaking wet and you look like your going to catch a very bad cold or at least hypothermia."

My face became very serious and then I tore his gaze away from mine againand I let out a small sigh. "Who put you up to this, hmm? Offering me a ride home, pretending that you care so that you can get close to me so that you can get close to Kelly. I know your game, it's happened before. Just...just go." I whispered the last part.

No one was interested in me, it was always Kelly this, or Kelly that and even if they weren't interested in Kelly beforehand, as soon as they met her they just ditched me to hang around off Kelly's arm.

I was just the ugly duckling of the family. I didn't have many friends, I wasn't very social, my mother loves my sister more than she does me and to top it all off I'm just ugly. My mother has told me plenty of times to be more like Kelly, my sister has told me nearly every single day of my life that I was a useless and ugly toad.

My stepfather didn't even care about me or the comments my sister and mother said to my face.

None of my family cared. I felt a stinging sensation in my stomach as I finally admitted the truth.

"I wasn't sent by anyone." He spoke.

"Of course you weren't. Is this some way for Kelly to get a joke out of me again? Have a little fun pulling my strings? Is that it?"

"No."

His face seemed to grow angrier everytime I accused him of things. Such as, using me to get to Kelly, ditching me, pretending to like me, all the accusations led back to Kelly.

"Then what do you want?" I half-whispered, half-shouted at him.

He pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. "I wanted to come over here because I wanted to give a ride to someone who looked like a drowned rat, and NO, I didn't do it because it was funny to watch your reaction or to get closer to this Kelly person, I did it because I thought you might have wanted a ride and so that you wouldn't catch hypothermia, to generally be kind and then when I got closer to you I got all nervous because I thought that you were beautiful. There I said it. Now you obviously don't want me around here so I'm...I'm just going to go."

He shook his head and then turned around, walked away to his car, taking his umbrella with him.His car was about halfway down theroad and he had to walk for a good three minutes to reach it. It was right outside of the coffee shop where I worked. All the time I waswatching him silently as he slowly got into his shiny silver volvo and sped off.

In all my shock and anger at myself, I didn't even realise the rain had gone.

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