Okay, okay, don't kill me… I've started another fanfic… Sorry! I promise you I haven't given up on the others, but I've been itching to write this for so long I had to post it. Lauren? If you're reading this, HELLO! Anyway, enjoy the story and it IS a Lucas/Oc because I love Lucas :)

Warning: M for Swearing and Violence

Chapter One

Elizabeth sighed and watched the hand of the clock slowly tick as the teacher droned on about Pythagoras' Theorem; there was still half an hour of the lesson left, much to Ellie's disdain. She glared down at her paper and continued to draw Sasuke, a character from her favourite anime, while the rest of the class seemed to take to staring at the teacher with vacant, half-asleep expressions. It never ceased to amaze her how effectively dim witted Rosewood Highs population was. Although, she would admittedly rather be doing other things than listening to teachers talk about a dead guy that discovered a complicated theory before she was even born.

"Miss Black!" Ellie snapped her head up to look at Mr Scotland, who was giving her the evil eye.

"Yes, sir?" She asked innocently. Mr Scotland stalked over to her desk, swiftly taking the drawing from her hands and studying sternly.

"However talented you are Miss Black, this is not an art lesson." He walked back to the front with her drawing and Ellie was left to glare holes into the back of his head.

When she had calmed herself down, her eyes met a fellow classmates brown ones. He paled for a second then blushed and looked down at his desk quickly, realising he had been caught staring. She quirked an eyebrow slightly before finally focusing on Mr Scotland who had gone onto talking about the work they would be doing the next couple of lessons.

The rest of the day went fairly well… Although she had a slight run in with the Queen Bee and her posse of Bitches. Elizabeth had never gotten along with them. Ever. Spencer was only one she could hold a conversation with for more than two sentences. The Popular group themselves were hanging out right next to her locker.

"Oh look, here comes Little Miss Black." Alison DiLaurentis smirked, eyeing Ellie.

"Piss off Alison." She countered feebly but her voice was barely above a whisper. She carried on walking and tensed when they walked beside her. Ellie could smell the perfume and body spray radiating from their clothes and their hair which to be blatantly honest did not smell all too good.

"We're in your next lesson though!" Aria chirped loudly.

"Oh no…" They ignored her little groan.

"And we just thought it would nice to walk with you." Emily added snidely. This is why Ellie hates them.

"Well you thought wrong." Ellie snapped, a little louder this time so it was sure to reach their ears. Alison glared at her with such a sudden hatred that Ellie was taken by surprise.

"Fine. We were only being nice, but it seems you're just some slutty, Gothic bitch." The blond sneered.

"Speak for yourself." Elizabeth laced her words together with as much venom as she could muster, "You're not nice, you've never been nice, so just fuck off with your little friends!"

The five girls stared at her in shock. Since when did Elizabeth Black have such a bite? Such an outburst intrigued the blond and made Alison want to see just how far Ellie could be pushed before she reached her breaking point, then what happened after that. Just how tough was Ellie? They'd only ever seen her quiet, isolated self, not this side of her. Maybe, just maybe, Alison could break this little lioness from her chains. Imagine what a sight that would be. Alison smirked widely, the beginnings of an idea flickering in her dangerous blue eyes. Ellie saw this and stepped back wearily, a nagging sensation in the back of her mind pulling her away.

"See you later Black." With that the Queen Bee walked past her, followed by her confused, bumbling followers.

Ellie watched her receding back carefully. She honestly didn't know where that had come from. She had never spoken like that to anyone before, let alone the most popular girl in Rosewood high! She shook away these thoughts and continued on her way to her Science classroom without a hitch. When she got there everyone was already sitting in their seats, even the Queen Bee was there smirking at the front.

"Ah, Miss Black, I'm afraid we've already chosen our partners for the project," Miss Moody said, giving Ellie a pointed look, "So I'm afraid you'll have to go with Lucas as he doesn't have a partner either."

Ellie looked around the classroom and she smiled at the brown eyed boy from earlier in Maths. His eyes widened and he looked at the desk in front of him shyly like he had done previously. Some people snickered and one boy muttered something to his friend. Ellie glared at him and he mumbled an apology as she strode past him to sit next to Lucas. He glanced at her and she smiled.

"My name's Elizabeth." She whispered as Miss Moody explained the projects, "Or you could just call me Ellie."

"M-My name's Lucas. Lucas G-Gottesman." He stuttered quietly. He certainly wasn't used to talking to girls, at least not ones as pretty as Ellie. It was her striking, emerald green eyes that got him. He hadn't seen such green eyes before. "Oh, and I-I managed to get y-your drawing back…"

"Really?" She grinned as he pulled out the paper from his bag and she took it gratefully, "Thanks… How did you get it?"

"Mr Scotland doesn't r-really pay attention to me much." He blushed, "He just l-left it on his desk."

"Oh, well thank you again Lucas."

"Your w-welcome…."

She smiled again before looking at Miss Moody. Apparently, the project was just to test various experiments using chemical reactions and then present them to two other groups. Both Lucas and Ellie were hoping it wasn't going to be the Queen Bee or her posse. Ellie opened her mouth to ask Lucas what they should do for their first experiment, when something light hit her arm. She frowned and looked down at the crumpled ball of paper next to her stool. She picked it up and unravelled it, eyes scanning the black ink somewhat hastily while Lucas watched silently, curious.

Partnered up with Hermy the Hermaphrodite? Match made in hell, bitch—A

Turning around slightly, Ellie stared at Alison angrily. The blond girl waved tauntingly with a devious smile gracing her lips and her eyes glistening. Ellie sighed and refrained from going over there and punching the daylights out of Alison. Lucas blinked at the exchange and cautiously tapped Ellie's tense shoulder. Said girl looked at him quickly and gripped the paper tighter, although his rich brown eyes were hard to ignore.

"What was that about?" He asked shyly, avoiding eye contact. Ellie smiled half-heartedly and shook her head.

"Nothing. How about we do an experiment I saw on YouTube the other day?" She asked, changing the subject. He gave her a look and she sighed.

"It's nothing, really. Just Alison and her gang." She admitted and Lucas frowned.

"What has she got on you?" Ellie chuckled mirthlessly.

"I'm shy, Goth, ugly, unpopular…What hasn't she got on me?" Lucas studied her for a few seconds.

"You're not ugly." He stated and her lips parted in shock, "What w-were you saying a-about that e-experiment?" He stuttered again, blushing.

"Oh um, yeah, right…."

-) That Afternoon (-

Ellie was laying on her bed, thinking about the Queen Bee. That glint in her eye when Ellie snapped at her… It was weird. It was like she was almost enjoying seeing Ellie so worked up, so angry. Ellie pushed her black fringe behind her ear and huffed; she was overthinking this far too much. Or was she? There was that note in Science: Match made in hell, bitch. This wasn't the usual nasty note, this was another thing entirely. Ellie groaned and pinched the bridge of her nose as a headache itched behind her eyes. It seems that day was not in her favour.

"Elizabeth! Dinner's ready!" Her mother's snide voided was calling from downstairs.

"Coming!" Ellie answered calmly. She shoved the note in her drawer and hurried downstairs.

Maybe this would all blow over by tomorrow...

Life's hard enough as it is.