A/N: This is my first attempt at writing a FanFic. I've been reading P&P FanFic for a long time, and after reading a story where in my POV, Darcy was not as bad as Lizzie thought him to be. This idea popped into my head. Two songs also influenced the story: 'Strange and Beautiful' by Aqualung and 'Mice' by Toys Like Me.

Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Pride and Prejudice they belong to Jane Austen.

Ch. 1

The clock on her nightstand read 6:00, the sun was barely rising and she sat up stretching away the sleep. She looked across the room, Lizzie was still sound asleep. She sighed and stood up, followed by more stretching. She walked in a circle out the door, first sopping by her side of the dresser. Starting from the bottom drawer up, next step would have been her closet, but she and Lizzie were going to go jogging. Reaching the top drawer she pulled out her purple pouch.

She cracked the door to the restroom and turned on the light before opening the door. She walked to the sink and mechanically set up everything she was going to need. First and most important thing were her pills. She opened the pouch and pulled out each bottle and arranged her clothes. She filled a Dixie cup with water, and opened each container. She drank three of the four pills, and placed them back into the pouch.

Lexie entered her room and gently rocked Lizzie, so she could wake up.

"Five more minutes," she mumbled.

Lexie walked to her side of the room and made her bed, once she was satisfied; she sat on the floor to put her running shoes on. As she made her way out the door she stopped by Lizzie again to get her to wake up. Again she mumbled that she wanted five more minutes. Lexie set the alarm to go off in six and made her way downstairs. She ate an apple and heard the alarm go off as she walked back into her room.

Lizzie shot up and turned off her alarm. "Lexie the point of summer vacation is that we get to sleep in."

"I'm sorry, you said you wanted to go jogging. I will ride Aries." Lexie said monotonically.

Lizzie sighed. "No, it's cool. I'll go for a walk tomorrow."

Lexie nodded her head and grabbed her hairbrush and tooth brush from her side of the vanity. She brushed her teeth and combed her hair into a ponytail. By the time she was done, Lizzie was barely putting on her shoes.

Lizzie stretched as Lexie jogged in place waiting for Lizzie. The two set off and jogged out into the back fields, neither saying a word.

Looking at the two of them side by side, no one would be able to tell that they were related let alone twins. They looked completely different and had polar opposite personalities. They were not even close. Elizabeth or Lizzie was older with curly brown hair and brown eyes. She was the second prettiest of the Bennet girls, tall, thin, bold, witty, charming, smart, playful and always easily made friends.

Alexandra, Alexa to the world and Lexie to her friends; had dark auburn wavy hair, green eyes, she was a little fuller and curvaceous and the third Bennet girl. She was very intelligent, willful but quiet, introverted, reserved, and got through life with her security blanket: pills.

They lived in the small town of Meryton which was only a couple of miles from the city of Lamboten. The town only knew Alexa as the third child of Rose and James Bennet, or Lizzie's smart twin sister who attended Silver Magnet High, a school for very intelligent and most importantly wealthy children. Only four people in the whole world would be able to tell anyone about Alexa and even at best it was only things that she would let them know. The reason was simple Alexa was the middle child that did not live up to the standards of her trophy wife mother, Rose.

To Rose Bennet appearances were everything, and Alexa was too plain and depressing for her. Her eldest Jane was by far the beauty of her daughters. Elizabeth had a spark about her that made everyone like her. Catherine or Kitty was the fourth child and although there was nothing about her, she was not Alexa, she also acted like her. Lydia who was the youngest was her favorite. She looked just like her when she was younger and her manners were the same. What she did not know was that to the rest of the world Lydia, sometimes Kitty and herself were loud, vain, and silly.

Alexa could never remember a time when she had referred to Rose as anything but Rose. Rose had never been a mother to her. Alexa knew that Rose did not like her; it was not as if Rose had ever been shy to admit it. Alexa according to her was nothing but a mistake, an accident, something that should have not been. She was an inconvenience, not as beautiful as the rest of her children and was responsible for 'ruining her figure'. She had nothing special about her like Lizzie did; she did not understand Alexa at all. She was embarrassed by her but she would never let the public know. As far as the town knew Rose was proud of Alexa, she was the smartest in her class at Silver M, an excellent violinist and could play the piano and sing.

No one knew about Alexa's depression or that she took pills. She knew she loved her father very much. What she did not see was that he was very distant to her. His favorite daughter was Lizzie, they were almost alike in temper and attitude, and they would always spend much of their time together. To him Alexa was nothing more than a trophy daughter, something to brag about to his friends, much like his wife. The difference was that he at least held Alexa in the highest esteem. He was proud of Alexa and all the work he put into her. He knew that she would become something great and he was going to be responsible for it all. He was not at all an attentive husband or father to his wife or two younger children. He considered Kitty and Lydia to be too much like their mother. Although he had grown to dislike Rose, he would not leave her. He also cared about appearances and all the world saw was that they were a happy family. He did not care too much about Alexa taking pills. He was the one to encourage it. It was better than how she was before he would tell himself.

Alexa had known, always felt that *life is pain; life is only pain, dark depressing loneliness that eats at your soul. Love did not work for her father and Rose, so why should it work for her. When she was no older than three, her father noticed that she was advanced for her age. When she would play with the piano, she was actually making music instead of hitting random notes like Jane and Lizzie did. But did little to encourage her or think too much of it at the time. When she and Lizzie started school, they were both skipped ahead a grade and were put in Jane's class. But Alexa was advancing quicker than both her sisters. When they reached third grade, their teacher decided to give Alexa a test to see where she belonged. Before she knew it, she was offered a full scholarship to Silver Magnet. It was a private school in the city where the richest families sent their children to learn at a higher education than those in a public school. Her father made Alexa change schools in between the school year, and told her not to waste this opportunity that had been given to her. This was a blessing for her, "Take advantage of this Lexie and work hard," so she did. Rose though could truly not care less, and made it clear that it should be her beloved Jane that should be going, for she was less likely to embarrass them and be popular. She would be able catch a rich husband when she was older.

Rose thought that Alexa would continue to bring shame to the family. In reality Rose and her younger sisters were always the embarrassment at her schools gatherings, even at times her father, who would just make fun of her family's silliness but never corrected them. It did not help Alexa make any friends with the family she had. Alexa took advantage of the education she was given and was at the top of her class. She learned to play the violin and excelled at it. Nothing she did though helped her make friends. She was alone, she did not have Lizzie there to talk to or defend her as she always had. Or Jane who she saw as a mother figure to comfort her and tell her everything would be alright. She was constantly bullied and picked on. She learned it was best to stay in the shadows. She never told anyone except Dr. Stone about the bullying; she did not want to complain. She always suppressed everything and was depressed. She was aware of her talents but took no pleasure in bragging about them. By the time she reached high school she was considered a great violinist and an excellent piano player. She also had a beautiful voice but to Alexa these things did not matter, they were just how she found her escape. These were some of the things that made her feel anything at all.

When Lizzie and she returned from their jog everyone in the house was awake. They both showered and got ready for the day and joined the rest of the family for breakfast. Everything was as it always had been. Her father was reading the paper, Jane and Lizzie were talking to each other; Lydia, Kitty, and Rose were talking about the latest gossip: The Bingley's a newly rich family, moving right next door to them. They had a son, and two daughters. The oldest was Louisiana, then Charles and Caroline, twins who would be attending Meryton High with the rest of the girls.

Rose mentioned that there would be a welcome party for the Bingley's. She went on and on about how they all had to make a great first impression, but was looking directly at Alexa. Alexa however just nodded and kept eating her breakfast. Parties were not her cup of tea and she wished she could stay home by herself, but knew that would not be an option. Rose went on to tell her husband that he should go make the new neighbors feel welcome and get to know them, become friends with Mr. Bingley. But he refused which angered Rose, but that did not stop her from complaining and arguing knowing that it would not change his mind.

Alexa woke up early as usual the next day. She followed her same routine but did not wake up Lizzie. Today she was going to ride her horse Aries. Whenever she rode him, Lizzie would go for her walks because she was afraid of horses.

It was a rather hot day for fall and after letting Aries run as fast as he wanted, she decided to head towards the lake to allow Aries to cool down and get a drink of water. Getting there she felt hot and sweaty and the water looked cool and inviting. She decided to jump into the lake, and stripped down to her undershirt and underwear. The water was cool and refreshing against her skin, she liked to submerge herself under water. When she surfaced she heard a snap and looked at the shore. There was a boy standing there frozen in place, staring at her. He seemed tall, had dark wavy hair and looked embarrassed. He was looking where she placed her clothes.

She decided to stay where she was, hoping he would just leave. It was not until he apologized that she swam closer to the shore and asked him to throw her clothes towards her. He complied and looked away while she dressed. She kept her eyes on him making sure he would not turn around. Once she was dressed she thanked him and he turned around. He was handsome, big and tall, but what stunned her were his eyes. They were blue, an icy blue that seemed to pierce through you. A color she could not describe at the moment. Each apologized shyly and she thanked him for his help. They parted ways and as she and Aries walked home she could not keep her mind from wandering back the boy with the piercing blue eyes. She wished she had gotten his name, she had never seen him before. Looking around she realized they were near the Netherfield property. She concluded that it must be Charles Bingley.

Today was the day of the Welcome party for the Bingley's. Rose had taken them, (dragged Alexa) to the mall to buy new dresses just for the party. Although Alexa had told her that she was going to arrive late to the party, Rose still wanted everyone to look their best in hopes of catching Charles's eye. Or at least become friends with the Bingley's.

By the time Alexa finally arrived at the party, the Bingley's were already there. She did not see Lizzie, Jane, Mary (her cousin) or Charlotte so she made her way to the refreshment table. Nobody noticed that she arrived. She saw Lizzie standing off to the side and was about to make her way towards her but she saw the boy from the lake. He looked like she figured she did, bored and wishing they could be anywhere else but here. He was standing with a boy who was a little shorter than him with blondish red hair. She made her way towards Lizzie and as she got closer she could plainly hear the boys talking loudly.

"Darcy," said the unknown boy. "You can't just be a wall flower all night. You have to get to know people, or you should at least dance."

"Charlie, your sisters are busy at the moment, and in case you did not notice you are dancing with the only pretty girl here. I-"

"Yes! Jane is very beautiful, an angel almost!" Interrupted Charlie, "But there are plenty of pretty girls here, look there's Jane's sister Elizabeth. She is just as pretty, ask her to dance."

"She is OK, but not pretty enough to tempt me. Nobody else wants to dance with her, why should I?" He said in a cold manor. "Besides I'm not in the mood to dance. Go back to your 'angel' and leave me alone."

Charlie just shook his head and took off.

Lizzie looked around the room and saw Charlotte and made her way towards her. Alexa could tell from the way they were laughing and looking at Darcy, that Lizzie overheard the entire conversation. Despite Lizzie's cool demeanor though, Alexa knew that his comment hurt her sister. She decided not to make her presence known to anyone and observed the party. Jane and Charlie were dancing. Lizzie and Charlotte were dancing with each other. She did not see her father, Mary was reading a book, Kitty and Lydia were dancing with older boys and being a little too loud. Rose was talking to the other mothers, laughing and gossiping.

She found herself looking at Darcy a majority of the time. He stayed to himself and had a scowl on his face. Eventually a tall girl put her arm around his; they would have looked like a couple if Darcy did not look so miserable. The girl was very beautiful, with long straight blonde hair. She was thin and looked as if she had smelled something horrible. She also noticed that Darcy kept staring at something, it was Lizzie. She could see that he had a small smile on his face, and she decided that although he offended Lizzie he most likely did not mean what he said.

She certainly thought bad things when she was being pestered, but never spoke them. Alexa felt bad that she had not gone with Mary, but to make her presence known to one person would most likely draw attention from others. She did not want to meet anyone she, wanted to go home, so she left. It was not as if anyone had been looking for her anyways and she would no doubt hear all about the party and the new neighbors tomorrow. As she got comfortable in bed, she could not stop thinking about the tall boy with blue eyes. Darcy.

*South Park Goth Kids