The Only One

by mykenziebuscus17

Rachael has moved to LA to attend college. Through her good friend Jack, she meets Toby Turner. There is an instant spark and they are drawn to each other. Memories are slowly coming back, have they had history together? Was it good or bad history? Will it destroy them or bring them closer? Find out while Rachael's move to LA brings a lot more to her life than a college degree.

1. Introduction

Hey guys! This is a Toby Turner/Tobuscus fan fiction. This is my first fan fiction so bear with me here alright. I'm working pretty hard on it and hope that is it good! :3 By the waaaayy… I don't think Toby was bullied or ignored in school! This is fiction and it is NOT real. Well duh :P This is my own story so please don't steal it. If you want to post it somewhere else just ask!(: Hope you like it.

Introduction- Toby's POV

I stumbled into the lockers as I was shoved. I got up and heard Nick and his friends snickering at me, "Don't worry Tobs you can leave school soon enough and play your dumb video games by yourself all day." Nick sneered sarcastically and thudded me on the back. I learned not to reply back so I quickly walked down the hall. Nick and his group of friends have always picked on me. I would never tell on him or fight back because I didn't want to cause trouble. I was always the quiet kid. No one paid attention to me and I was fine with that, I got used to it. I started to accept that I was the small one everyone forgot about. As I turned the corner to get to my locker, I saw her. There she was, walking toward me, her long brown hair cascading down her back. Her cheerful green eyes that made my heart flip. She had that small smile, almost boarder line smirk, plastered to her face as usual. She was always cheerful and a kind person in general, that's what attracted me towards her. I walked by and forgot I was totally staring. She caught my eye and smiled a genuine smile and nodded a hello and went on her way. I always got chocked up seeing her and never had the nerve to say anything back before she walked away. She was the only one in our grade that acknowledged me and she was the only one in our grade I cared about. Everyone would pass me with a roll of the eyes or a look of disgust. Not her, she would smile or wave or, if I was lucky, she would say hi or ask me how my day has been. She was the reason I wanted to attend school every day and my first thought in the morning and my last in the night. I entered class with her beautiful face still in my eyes and her name in my mind…