A/N: so, this is my first story. I usually am on here lurking through the boards and I have never had time to write a story. But now, I do. School is coming to an end soon and what better of a way to spend my summer writing a fanfic for all of you. I really hope you guys like this story. It's AU. And I REALLY need a beta. So someone please help me find one. Thanks everyone! My inspiration for this chapter was 'my hero' by Paramore it's a cover they did of the Foo Fighters. Everyone should check it out.

Disclaimer: I am deeply sorry and sad to say I do not own the right to one tree hill, the rights to any characters except Jenna, and especially sad to inform you that Nathan Scott is not mine. Although I would love for him to be!

Summary: Haley James has always been ordinary. There's nothing special about her. She's ignored a lot at school and even at home. What happens when her world is turned upside down by a mysterious blue eyed jock named Nathan Scott. But when she falls for him, does she really know about Nathan Scott and his player ways, and most importantly about his past. Naley, Brucas and slight Jeyton.

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" To be great is to be misunderstood." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Haley Ann James.

That's me. It's simple really. Well my life is, I mean. I am an ordinary girl, and when I say ordinary I mean it.

You ever feel like you're a nobody or there's absolutely nothing special about you? Well that's how I feel. I'm not that smart, pretty, popular, athletic, or even remotely good at anything. I mean I don't really try at school but that's not the point, the "point" is that I have like a 3.3 GPA. Which isn't bad, but it's not that good anyway. And there's like 500 smarter girls then me.

I'm really self conscious on top of that too. I'm not popular and I personally think I dress really well, but let's just say, I leave a lot to the imagination. Meaning I don't dress like some girls I know. And I don't feel like I am pretty, well at least I don't get told often that I am. I am sort of on the short side standing at 5'2 and have long blonde wavy hair. And I am just ordinary looking.

Ordinary, that's the best way to describe me. I know it seems like I don't mind being just ordinary, but let me tell you I do. On the inside I'm just dying for someone to see my greatness. Because let's face it everyone has something they have to offer the world. It's just that I don't feel like I do. I feel like no one really gets me or even knows me.

Most people don't know that I can sing. Or that my favorite thing to do in the summer is walk along the pier with my dog Snoopy. Or that I Hate fries with ketchup and like my meat extra crispy. I hate creepy clowns and the color pink is horrific. And oh my god, the worst song ever is your beautiful by James Blunt. Like seriously id rather crawl into a hole and die than listen to that song one more time. I also love deep conversations and I

like low key things. I'm not much of a partier and I definitely don't do drugs and I don't really drink.

Nah, I'll leave that up to my sister, Jenna James.

Did I forget to mention her? Oh well, it's not like I did that on purpose. Ok so I'm guilty, maybe I did. It's not that I don't love her, well because I do. It's just that she's everything I am not. She's the most popular girl in school. She's captain of the cheerleading squad and debate team, president of her senior class and just got accepted to Princeton. Yes, an ivy league school. She also has a perfect 4.0 gpa with perfect attendance at school, I swear that girl is never sick, even when she's hung over she still manages to go to school and get all a's. So you may be wondering how she manages to do all this and party 24/7. Well that's a good question, and one that I can't fully answer at this moment. I guess she's just able to multitask and is gifted with the smarts in the family. I mean she studies for 5 minutes and gets an A on a test while I have to study two hours to get a B on a test. And she's really talented and well rounded. I mean she has so much to offer the world and is pretty, fun, smart, outgoing and real. And no I don't mean real as in she hasn't had plastic surgery, but real as in genuine. She stands at about 5'7 with medium length straight, shiny, and silky chestnut brown hair. She has a perfect body and can pull of anything she wears. She shines from across the room, you'd have to be blind not to notice her. She's also my parents dream child.

My parents tend to block me out on life, which is fine I guess, well at least on the outside. On the inside I hate it. They don't even notice me. I almost feel like Cinderella, except the fact that I don't have to do all of those chores or anything. Oh and yeah I have no step sisters. Thank God. I can't deal with more than one perfect sister. I already have enough competition. But I guess it's always been like this. My parents always caring for my older sister Jenna. While they would go to her cheer competitions and support her, I was at home age 11 making dinner for myself. When they were there for her debates and student council meetings, I was at home in my room just sitting staring at the computer. When I decided I wanted to try and perform for the first time my mom told me "why do you want to sing anyway, you don't even have that good of a voice." And there went my dreams. It was back to the old late night singing, locked in my room, and alone from now on.

On my sixteenth birthday my parents went with my sister to go look at colleges while I sat at home. I mean I know it sounds like my sister is kind of a horrible person, but she's not. It isn't her fault my parents chose to ignore me. Sometimes I wish they had never had me. But don't tell anyone that. Anyway, Jenna treats me okay, but she doesn't go out of her way for me, like I do for her. Did I forget to mention that on my 16th birthday, I was only alone for like 5 hours. Finally my best friends came to rescue me from my boring and depressing life. Yes, I do have best friends, I just haven't mentioned them yet, because I've been rambling too much. I tend to do that a lot, it helps me express myself more. Ok back to my friends. Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer and Brooke Penelope Davis. My two heroes in life. They complete me and have done more for me than anyone I have ever met. Besides the couple of moments I love my sister, they are the only two I have ever loved.

Peyton and Brooke are juniors just like me. I don't think I mentioned that I am a junior yet because I have been to busy rambling. But I am. Peyton and I are seventeen and Brooke is turning 17 in a couple of months. Oh, and Jenna is eighteen and headed for college in about 4 months, 28 days and 3 hours. Not that I'm counting or anything. But seriously, Brooke and Peyton are my saving grace. There the one thing that's keeping me alright.

Peyton is extremely talented. She can draw like frickin Picasso. She is kind of dark, edgy, moody, kind of has that rocker chick vibe going on and a complete mystery. She and I share our love for music. That's one major thing we have in common, she wants to produce and record artists and get them famous, and I want to sing. She just doesn't know that yet. I guess I'm scared to share my voice with the world because I don't want people to reject what I have to offer. And also because my parents claim to think I have a horrible voice, which kind of scares me out of my dreams. But Peyton and I burn cd's for each other all the time. Peyton is the one who always tell me I have to stick up for myself to my family, I just can't seem to do it.

Brooke and I also have one thing in common too. And that would be fashion. Yes, I Haley James happen to be extremely into fashion. Just because I don't dress like some people, doesn't mean I don't like fashion. In my opinion, the way you dress can tell a story. Like if your wearing jeans and a tee-shirt it says that you don't really care how you looked that day, and its just an ordinary day and nothing special. If you usually are wearing high fashion dark jeans and a band tee-shirt it says that you are into music and aren't really what you seem. Meaning you don't dress in all those 'emo' clothes to prove you love music, but when you find the right band outfits you'll wear them. I like to express my moods, thoughts and ideas through what I wear. And so does Brooke. The only difference is that Brooke can actually design clothes when I just wear what I want to express myself. Brooke is also a cheerleader, but she's not a bitch like most of them are. She's nice to everyone, and she's actually really popular. She attends parties a lot too. But Brooke has one thing that no one else has. And that's the most genuine, nicest, and kindest heart I have ever seen. She has such a big heat, she just doesn't show it. I know one day when she confesses to Lucas that she loves him, he'll grab onto her heart and never let go just because of how great it really is.

Lucas Roe is just a friend of mine. I mean he's a nice guy and everything and we talk but I'm not that close with him. I mean I like him and he's great for Brooke but were not like best friends or anything. He and Brooke have this whole flirty thing going on. They also are friends with benefits at the moment, and I know it's killing Brooke not to be exclusive with him. She's just too scared to tell him yet. Peyton and I try to convince her all the time to tell him but she just won't listen to us.

Currently Peyton and I have no love life. There's absolutely no one in this town that I would ever go out with, primarily because none of the boys here get me, along with everyone else who doesn't get me for that matter. Sometimes I feel like I hide myself from everyone, even Peyton and Brooke. They don't even know about my singing or that I am absolutely dying to be saved.

Yes, if I could describe what I want more than anything in this life, than it would be to be saved. I want someone to take me away from this world I feel that I don't belong in. This world where barely anyone cares for me and where I only can say I have two people I care about. I want someone to show me what it's really like to be happy and to be free. To not care what others think about you, someone to show me that I can stand up for myself. Someone to show me that I am great, and that I have something to offer to this world. That I am not just unwanted and left alone every night. I want someone to love and I want to feel like I'm alive with them. But most importantly, I want them to love me back, to love me for me. Me, Haley Ann James. I want them to love the fact that I hate clowns and fries with ketchup. And that Your Beautiful is the worst song ever. I want them to love everything about me, and I want to love everything about them. I want them to save me, and more importantly I want to save them.

I want just the person who would change my life and turn it upside down. He would love that I walk Snoopy on the pier and that I like my meat extra crispy. He would hate the song your beautiful too. He would love my voice and tell me that I really did have something to offer to the world. He would love me and my ordinary self and I would love him too. He was going to save me and I would save him. Save him from what, I don't know. But we were going to save each other, even with a few road bumps in our way.

I'm rambling again, I just can't help it. But the point was that he was going to do the one thing I want more than anything. He was going to save me.

The only problem was that I had no idea who he was.

Enter Nathan Scott. The person who was going to save me.

I just didn't know him…

Yet, that is.