Hey Guys, this is my first fanfic so be kind please! Any reviews good or bad are welcomed! P.S. This will have an "Imagine me and you" and "Lost and Delirious" kind of theme (both really good movies, one happy the other not so much...)

I always see her. When she walks down the halls with the big jock boyfriend of hers. It was lunch time at King high and as usual I sat alone but I guess that comes with being the new girl. Ashley Davies was the rebel of the school. She was hated by nearly everyone in the so called "popular" status and looked up to by the normal and "loser" kids. I watched her walk straight past me, not even glancing in my direction, god she was beautiful. Long legs, smooth skin, beautiful eyes and a killer smile. Everything a girl like me could want. I looked down at my plate of untouched food, I wasn't hungry.

Life just kind of sucks when you go through it alone. My dad was on some sort of business trip in Japan, Mom is away in Africa for some "Doctors without borders" thing and my homophobic alcoholic brother was left at home to look after me. I pulled the sleeve of my shirt down slightly, hiding the blue blemishes on my arm and got up to throw away my untouched food. I put the tray away and walked towards the court yard to read the same book I'd read a million times, "Alice in wonderland". The story never really made any sense to me but it was kind of fun trying to figure out what the hell Lewis Caroll was trying to say. And what he was smoking.

I looked around for an empty bench or table or whatever only to find that ever single student in the school had decided it was a good day to sit outside. I sighed grudgingly and sat against the side of the building, pulling out the warn book from my back pack and opening to the improvised book mark, which was an old baseball card that my dad gave me when I was little. I never liked the actual sport of baseball but Dad seemed pretty happy that I'd at least taken it. Reading that book was like trying to understand why people had a sudden fascination with glittering vampires. I mean really. Lewis had to be on SOMETHING while writing about wonderland. His definition of "repressing" is a little bizarre to say the least.

I looked up as the sound that I had grown to recognize and love echoed across the school ground. I saw Ashley and Jock-boy sitting at a table only a few feet away from me, apparently Mr. Basketball Star is funny because the brunette was killing herself laughing, the sound was like music almost...I just shook my head and sighed again, it'd be great if Ashley suddenly announced she was gay and dumped snide Mr. Basketball right then and there. Too bad she's as straight as an arrow I thought to myself like I had any hope in hell of getting her even if that wasn't the case. I pinched the bridge of my nose and tried yet again to shake the thought from my mind and continued to try and make sense of the magical world Alice was lucky enough to find.