A/N: Um well to be honest I don't really know what this is but it's been engulfing my thought process and I'm having great difficulties with my other stories, so well here goes. I hope you like it.

Disclaimers: I only own whats mine and what's theirs they own, not me them.

Lonely emptiness consumed your heart everytime you saw them together, from the simplest things like hold hands to making out as if no one else existed. No one could ever see what you hid behind your masquerade, and to be honest sometimes you wished they would. To the world you were "Ms. Perfect", nothing was wrong with you in their eyes, but only theirs. Smart, talented, athletic, popular, everything. that's what they saw, to your family, you were never good enough. Rarely did others actually come to your house when your parents were there, but when they did mom and dad's "little girl", couldn't be better. Sure you had friends but they weren't real, they didn't even know you. Still you always found yourself going along with it even if you didn't want to. High School came around and you began to fade into the background, only known by those who you played sports with, had your classes, were in the same clubs, and so on. Though it seemed the same it was far from it, the biggest difference being everyone thought you were stuck up, a loser, or whatever else they could come up with. Sure it hurt every so often when people would terrorize you by pulling stupid pranks or talk cruelly about you behind your back.

Junior year is when you found your first real friends Andre, Jade, Beck, Cat, Tori, Robbie, Trina, Jasper, and Henry. Yeah it wasn't a lot but it was good enough for you, because even though they could see past your facade they never judged you. Of course nothing is ever perfect and they would argue and what not sometimes, but it never really lasted. You soon found yourself falling for Henry even though he was already with someone, Tori to be exact. Of course having real friends also brought intreats in your life from others, which meant they would always ask about personal things. It didn't do much though since you pretty much never told them anything, always giving them indirect answers or changing the subject. Things eventually began taking it's toll on you as school and home life got worse and you found yourself withdrawing even from them. Taking up all your time with studies or side project, even though it wasn't really necessary with your photographic memory. You did it anyway just to avoid them, the world, and everything in it. Eventually they started asking to hang out more frequently and you found that your excuses were running out quickly, so some how they ended up dragging you along with them when there wasn't anything going on at school.

At home your mother was never there and even if she was, she always left before your father came home. Her father, he held her on a high pedestal full of expectations and there was no room for failure. It was never good when both were at home together, because that meant you'd screwed up. For you screwing up always lead to a beating, a worse one than normal anyway. Nothing ever felt right and it always hurt you, but no one ever cared or noticed. The scars you hid from them inflicted by your parents and yourself were your biggest reminder of it all that you were unwanted and unloved, and that it would always be that way.

Henry's Pov

Tori and I were working downstairs in the storage room just finishing up a few things before heading home for the night. After we finished our work we realized we still had forty-five minutes before our shift was over and we could leave, so we invited the others to come hang out for a bit since they weren't working. It wasn't rare for us to stay late in the storage room office when we were all there, do what Jasper called "Chilling", whatever that was. I don't know how but somehow Tori had told them to meet us through "texting", and they'd arrived within a few minutes. Andre came in a few minutes later than the others with two boxes of pizza and some sodas for us. I couldn't help but notice that out of all of us Maggie was missing. Actually I hadn't seen her anywhere but in class for days and even then she always sat away from us or in the back. Sitting on the desk sipping my soda I tried to remember the last time I'd seen Maggie doing anything but work or anywhere besides class, but I couldn't. A tap on my shoulder pulled me out of my thoughts, turning around I looked up to see Tori staring back at me.

"Hey, what's on your mind?" she insisted.

"Not much really," I told her.

"Somehow I don't really believe that,"

"Well, have you seen Maggie lately?"

"Hm...Come to think of it I haven't,"

"Same here, think she's okay?"

"Probably. Maybe she just has a lot of work to do with the new exhibit coming?"

"Yeah maybe..."

Smiling she gave me a quick peck on the lips before going back to the others to have some pizza. My ears twitched at the sound of a key turning in the lock of the door causing my head to snap in the direction of the door. I felt my breath catch in my throat briefly for a moment when the door cracked open. Box in one hand the other on the door, Maggie walked in with back turned to us towards us. I opened my mouth to greet her, but was stopped before I could by Tori giving me another kiss. I heard Andre welcome her first followed by the others, which caught Tori's attention causing her to pull away and greet her as well. Again before I could even say something Cat invited her to stay and she said something about being busy then left. Determined to catch her before she got too far, I got up to leave. I told the others I had something to do and would see them later when they asked where I was going and left it at that.

Looking in both directions I just manage to catch Maggie's retreating figure turn the conner down at the left hall. Semi running after her, I didn't call out for her to stop afraid that the others might hear and come see what was going on. She was a good distance ahead of me until I finally got upstair and could actually see where she was going. "Hey Maggie!" I called out to her. Turning around she stopped to see who it was and almost instantly turned back around to leave when she saw it was me. "Whoa, hey Maggie wait," I said running up to her. Taking her by the arm to prevent her from leaving I spun her around to face me.

"Henry, I'm really busy I have to go,"

"Not until we talk,"

"We don't have anything to talk about,"

"Why would you say that?"

"Because it's true,"

"None of us see you anywhere but class and when we try to get you to hang out, you're always "busy" with something,"

"Well I'm busy,"

"I don't believe that, Maggie,"

"Who asked you?"

"I can tell somethings wrong. I've been able to tell but with you always gone I couldn't ask you,"

"Nothing is wrong I just have a lot of work,"

"Maggie..."

"Henry just drop it!"

"Why can't you just tell me, I'm worried about you,"

"It's none of your business whats going on in my life,"

"Yes it is, you're my friend, and when something is bothering you then I want to help,"

"Well you can't and it isn't so just leave me alone! Besides wont Tori be missing you soon,"

"Wait, what does any of this have to do with Tori,"

"Nothing, but she's your girlfriend so she'll probably be wondering where you are,"

"Why?"

"Because most girls aren't happy to hear their guy is alone with another girl,"

"So, your my friend and we're just talk,"

"No, we were talking. Now, I'm leaving,"

"Maggie wait," I told her tightening my hold on her slightly. Turning towards me she gave me a sharp glare, her eyes burning with annoyance. I couldn't help but notice something else was there too hidden beneath dark brown eyes, hurt, sadness, neglect, loneliness, loss, all mashed together. I'm not sure why but the next thing I knew I was leading her out of the museum towards the park. I could hear her asking me questions but it sounded like they were coming from far away. Stopping at a bench underneath tree I turned towards her with questions of my own swimming in my eyes.

"Why did you bring me here?" she demanded.

"Because the others would probably be leaving soon and I didn't want them to know we were still there,"

"Then just let me go home,"

"Not until you tell me what's wrong,"

"Henry, there are some things that people would prefer to keep to themselves,"

"Well, then we can just stay here all night," I smiled.

"Look, things at home aren't that great,"

"Then why would you want to go back?"

"Because I'm tired and want to go home,"

"You aren't a good liar,"

"What?"

"You're bad at lying,"

"You want to know what's bothering me? You are, you and everyone else!"

"Maggie, I-"

"I hate you just leave me alone!"

Yanking her arm from my grasp she ran off, leaving me standing there alone with a sense of self hatred. Watching her disappear into the darkness I threw a punch of frustration at the tree before leaving myself.

Please review and let me know what you think, and if I should continue this or leave it as just this. Hope you liked it!