A/N: I do not own Meet The Robinsons. However, I do own Miss. Kolbie Hope Charles. Don't steal her. Thanks.

Full Summary: Wilbur is the popular kid, he's living the life when a new girl comes along. She's mysterious and quiet. Little does he know, she's hidding a secret. He wants to get to know her, find out about her. And then the strangest thing happens; he falls in love with her. When he finds out her secret will everything he worked so hard to build come crashing down. Wilbur/OC. Rated for languge and abuse. I might have to switch it later, I don't know. But for now it's T for language and abuse.

"Who's the girl?" Was the first thing that Wilbur heard that morning from his best friend Matthew, a tall strapping brunette. Not "Good Morning, Wilbur" or "What's up, Will". No that would have been too friendly. Nope his best friend of ten and a half years turned to him and said, "Who's the girl?"

Wilber Robinson waved at a few of the girls that were waving to him from across the school's courtyard. Then the raven-haired boy turned to Matt and Matt pointed to a raven- haired girl that sat by herself on the other side of the courtyard. She was reading. She had bangs and they cover her, what looked to be, light blue eyes. The girl, whoever she was, was hot. Wilber smirked. "I call dibs on her."

Matt rolled his eyes. "You can't call dibs on a female. That makes them feel like sluts and we don't want them to feel that way. They get mad and they don't want to be around us. And then we don't get laid, my friend. And getting laid is what makes the world go round."

Wilbur rolled his eyes at Matt; however he knew that his friend was right. Not about the 'getting laid makes the world go round' part. But about the fact that calling dibs on a girl makes them feel like a slut. "Fine, I would like to converse with her first. Is that ok?" Matt shrugged.

Suddenly the bell rang and Wilbur sighed. "At lunch." He and Matt made the trek to class, picking up their posse as they did. A short blond added herself to the group and then a red head, Katie and Brandi. A brunette male followed, Jake. Freckled blond came after him, Jackie. That was Wilbur & co., well the really Wilbur and Company. There were a few that came and went as they pleased but this was the really deal.

"The new girl's from North Montana," Jackie announced, her southern accent strong.

"That's great, what's her name?" Matt asked.

"Well she won't talk to any…." Jackie's voice trialed off as the new girl walked by her. The girl's eyes were trained to the ground and yet she ran into no one. She was graceful and beautiful. Her raven hair was now tied back, but her bangs still covered her eyes. She was by the quickly and Jackie continued. "She won't talk to anyone. I think it's like Alex or Alexia or Adrian. Something with an 'A'."

"Thanks," Wilbur said as he watched the mysterious girl's ponytail swing left and right, to and fro as she walked away to her class.

"You like her," Brandi, the red-head said.

"I find her intriguing. That is all."

Brandi shook her head and she and Katie waved as they walked into a classroom. Jake followed. He and Matt walked to the classroom and saw the new girl there. She stood in front of the teacher's desk. He looked pleased to be speaking to her. The teacher, Mr. Jamison, wore a large smile. The girl had a emotionless expression. Wilbur and Matt took their seats as the bell rang.

"Class, we had a new student, she's from North Montana. This is Kolbie Hope Charles. Everyone welcome her." The class teased her and said it exactly as Mr. Jamison had. 'Welcome, Kolbie Hope Charles'. He shook his head. "You can take a seat beside Mr. Robinson, Wilbur raise you hand, son." Wilbur did. Kolbie walked to the seat next to him and dropped her white backpack on the floor. Wilbur noticed that it had random colored peace signs on it.

"Hey, I'm Wilbur," he told her. She didn't even respond. She didn't look up at him or anything. He tilted his head. He knew that she heard him, but she wasn't responding. They were sitting two to a desk and if she was going to ignore him for another six months it was going to be a problem. "I said that I'm Wilbur." She looked up at him and then down at the desk. Her eyes were light blue, almost grey.

The class drug on and on. She never once moved off her seat, she never got anything from her peaces sighed covered backpack. The only motion she made was the seemingly, involuntary, up and down motion that her chest made. Her breathing. However, this gave Wilbur the time to survey her. She wore a pair of distressed blue jeans and an orange three fours sleeve shirt. It was still warm out and she was wearing a practically long sleeved shirt. She was clearly uncomfortable and she should have been it was warm in the science lab. Wilbur took notes as the teacher rambled on and on. Then the bell finally rang. However he saw that she made not effort to move. He shrugged and shouldered his bag.

"See ya', Kolbie." He said, earning a real reaction for her for the first time in an hour in ten minutes; shock and surprise. Her body stiffened as she looked over at him; her grey-ish eyes showed the internal conflict that was going on behind them. Matt tapped his shoulder and Wilbur shooed him away. When he left Wilbur walked around to her side and picked up her bag. As he did he hit her calf muscle and she winced. However he disregarded that. "Are you ok?" He asked her, holding a hand out to her. She nodded and grabbed her back from his hand and walked out of the class not bothering to thank him or answer his question.

Matt as Wilbur walked out of the room. "So who'd that go?"

"Nowhere. Either she's really stuck up and snooty or she's really shy or she just doesn't like me."

"Maybe it's she doesn't like you," Matt said as he walked across the hall and sat down in his seat.

Wilbur rolled his eyes and looked around for Kolbie, she wasn't in the class. He sighed and took his seat next to Brandi as the class started and dug on.

Brandi Rice was in love with Wilbur Robinson. She wrote her first name with his last name on a piece of paper everyday. She put hearts on it and she smiled every time she saw him. She loved him. However, he loved her not. The boy only saw she as a friend and a confidant. She knew things about him that no one knew. She could blackmail him if she wanted. But she didn't, because she couldn't. She loved him to much.

However, he was always with someone that wasn't right for him. He was just there for the sex. Well that's what she thought anyway. He couldn't handle a real relationship, like the one she wanted to offer to him. She wanted to offer love, in the mental and emotional way, not the physical, although she wasn't opposed to offering it in the physical way.

For now, she settled for the view of him from the side in Literature. This was the best that she would get until next summer at her pool. He was gorgeous in those navy blue swimming trunks. He truly was. But for now, she watched his brown eyes blink open and close. His chest move up and down as he breathed. This is what she was had to deal with.

The new girl. She suddenly crossed the red-head's mind. He liked her. What did the new girl have that she didn't? Well, her chest was bigger than Brandi's, but that didn't matter. She was shapelier than Brandi. But that shouldn't mean anything either. But it did. The guys never went for the girl's with brains. They always went for the hot ones.

So for now she was fine with being a friend. For now.

Wilbur sighed as he sat down at the official Wilbur and Company table. Yes it was official. Jake got tired of people sitting there in their freshman year and wrote, in permanent marker, Wilbur and Company. He opened his drink and took a sip.

"What's eating ya', Wilbe," Jackie asked. SHe was the only person that called him that. Ever.

"Nothing. I'm just thinking," Wilbur replied.

"About how the new girl shunned him in science. She didn't say anything to him at all. She didn't even look at him. She started at this one spot on the desk all period," Matt supplied.

"Her name is Kolbie." Wilbur told Jackie.

Brandi laughed as she sat down. "Oh, you should have seen it." She cackled. "Max and Andrew were standing in line and the new girl ran into them on accident. You know how they are. They got all in her face and Max pushed her and she freaked and then started crying. It was hilarious. Max couldn't even do anything after be pushed her because she was crying so hard. And Andrew was just laughing. Then the principal came and took Max away. Then she ran into the bathroom and cried. Sources say that she's still there."

Matt laughed. "Ah, he could have done much worse."

Wilbur tried to hide his anger. However it surprised him and he let it falter a bit, but then he pulled it back in. His scorching anger surprised him. He had no clue why he was so mad that a girl that won't even talk to him got bullied around. He didn't really care when it happened to Brandi and he'd known her for about two years. So why should he care about the girl that won't take to him.

"Your sources are incorrect. She's right there," Jake told her. They all turned their heads to look at the raven haired girl. Her eyes were yet again trained to the ground as she walked. There were whispers around her and her face turned a light shade of pink. But she kept walking. She dropped her bag on the ground by the table farthest away from anyone. Then she just sat there. She had no lunch or anything. She sat and stared at the table. "She's a strange one."

"Yeah." Brandi agreed. "I just can't believe that you missed it, Will, you would have loved it."

Wilbur looked over at Brandi and smirked. "Yeah, I'm sure I would have. I just know it." He felt differently inside though. He wanted to jump across the table and strangle her for being so mean and inconsiderate. But then again it was Brandi. He felt like her should got and talk to her. However, he just couldn't do it. He couldn't make himself get up an defend her.

And that thought was on his mind for the rest of the day.