A/N: Don't know where this came from but I got the idea yesterday. I don't even remember how I even got the idea. I'm kind of going to base the beginning on a song called 'Miss Invisible'. The basic concept is that Edward is rich and Bella is poor.

Edward- 15; only child; has friends but not many

Bella-15; only child; has no friends at all

Chapter 1

I sat down on the same bleacher I did everyday. This was my lunch spot. Out on the football field eating alone at the bleachers. If anyone came around it was usually to make out or to practice. No one ever paid attention to me. I was glad about that.

There's a girl
Who sits under the bleachers
Just another day eating alone

I smiled lightly though if anyone notices me. I'm usually always smiling though, that's when I can escape to lala land if I can't then I'll just stare off into space.

And though she smiles
There is something just hiding
And she can't find a way to relate

I looked down at my hands and sighed. I pulled my sleeve over the bruise that was showing on my arm and looked back up to stare off into space. I must have been staring off into space for a while because soon I was broken away from my fantasy land by the bell.

I quickly got up, threw my tray in a near by trash, and made my way to my school. I took in a deep breath before I opened the doors to the building and walked in. I tried my best to make my way through the crowd.

She just goes unnoticed
As the crowd passes by

I went straight to my classroom and sat down. I took my binder out and tried my best to ignore the stares and snickers by trying to look busy. I clenched my jaw as I tried to make the tears stop from coming. This happened every day. Everyone would stare or laugh. High school is cruel. But the thing is…it's only cruel to me.

And she'll pretend to be busy
When inside she just wants to cry

I slowly unclenched my jaw and looked up to meet their stares. I need to be brave and show them that I don't care. If I had guts I'd tell them… I'd tell them…

She'll say...
Take a little look
At the life of Miss Always Invisible
Look a little harder
I really really want you to put yourself in her shoes
Take another look
At the face of Miss Always Invisible
Look a little closer
And maybe then you will see
Why she waits for the day when you'll ask her name

If they knew what it felt like to be in my shoes they wouldn't treat me the way they did. They'd want to be treated just like everyone else. No they'd want to be treated like a human being. These people act like I'm an alien or something.

I looked away from a couple of girls and noticed the boy. This boy was different. He wasn't laughing. He was staring but he didn't seem to be doing it because he thought I looked like an alien. How did I not notice this boy before?

He looked like he was my age. He had piercing green eyes that stared right into my soul and bronze hair. He looked perfect. I looked away from his gaze. He can't be looking at me any other way. I'm ugly compared to any other girl in this school. Why would a boy look at me?

I looked down and clenched my jaw again. I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up like that. This reminds me of the first day of school.

~Flashback~

I had straightened out my hair as best as I could and I even wore designer clothes today. I walked into the building that would now be my school with a smile and confidence.

The beginning
In the first weeks of class
She did everything to try and fit in

I even tried to hang out with a group of kids at lunch. But as soon as I sat at their table they started asking me who I thought I was and to get away. Ever since that day they started calling me a freak.

But the others they couldn't seem
To get past all the things that mismatched on the surface

I walked out of my last period and started walking down the second story when someone tripped me. I stumbled down the stairs, hitting the bruises that I already had, painfully. I wasn't injured though. As soon as I got to the ground I sat up.

I could hear all the laughing around me. Some people were making jokes and other were screaming at me telling me that I was a stupid klutz. I closed my eyes tight. This can't be happening.

And she would close her eyes
When they laughed and she fell down the stairs
And the more that they joked
And the more that they screamed
She retreated to where she is now

I quickly got up and ran out of the building. There was only one place I could think of that I wanted to be at right now. The meadow. I had found this meadow when I first moved here and have always visited it when I felt down. Which was a lot.

I didn't stop running until I reached it. I fell to the ground and didn't stop the sobs that over took my body. Nothing in my life is right. I don't deserve to be treated this way. I don't. I'm so stupid. I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up in the first place.

I'd rather be invisible to the world than to be known as a freak from outer space.

And she'll sing...
Take a little look
At the life of Miss Always Invisible
Look a little closer
I really really want you to put yourself in her shoes
Take another look
At the face of Miss Always Invisible
Look a little harder
And maybe then you will see
Why she waits for the day when you'll ask
Her name

~End of flashback~

Another week passed and the only thing that was different was the fact that the boy would stare at me more often now. I ignored him as best as I could. Whenever I saw him walking my way down the hall I'd turn around and leave. He looked like he wanted to talk to me but I didn't want to talk to him.

He probably wants to laugh in my face. Literally. I went to my same spot I always go to at lunch and sat on the bleachers. There were guys on the football field practicing this time. And of course they didn't notice me. Of course I didn't eat. I never do.

I just play around with it while I think. What do I think about? Well life in general. How my life is a complete mess. And how worthless I feel.

And one day just the same as the last
Just the days spent in counting the time
Came a boy that sat under the bleachers
Just a little bit further behind...

I didn't even notice him at first. I was too caught up in my thoughts to realize that I had been followed. I wouldn't have expected someone to follow me anyways. I bit my lip lightly and shoved my tray away from me. I gazed to my left just thinking as the wind blew my hair everywhere before I looked back.

That's when I saw him. I made myself not jump from fright. I looked fully to my right to look at him. My hair blew around my face; I brought my hand up and moved my hair out of my face. Tell you the truth I was kind of scared. What was he going to do to me? Why was he here?

A/N: How was it? Please review!