Author's Note: This one-shot pretty much describes my life right now, since I feel Invisible to like all my internet friends (sans Alyssa because...well...Mizz is always here :) ). I guess I just have to come to terms that I'm the only fifteen year old without a life. *fake sob*

AU wherein Alison is not dead, Hanna was never Hefty Hanna, and Alison is not a (total) bitch (because let's face it, she will always be a bit of a bitch).

This is the most Emison fanfic you will ever read from me without making Alison and Emily TOTALLY OOC.

Day One-Hundred Eighty-Two: Invisible by Taylor Swift

I watched as Toby stared at Alison longingly in Chemistry. Alison was goofing off with Hanna and Emily, trying to use a striker to light her Bunsen burner.

Aria was babbling on about the assignment our teacher gave us, but all I could think about was how much of a travesty it was that he was wasted on Alison.

I know I'm supposed to be her friend, but he was too…good for her. She was never going to even acknowledge him. She'd never notice how his blue eyes sparkled when he saw her or when he smiled. She would never see all those longing looks he gave her when she wasn't looking or when she passed by.

I'm sure he never even noticed me. He never would've thought a geek like me would ever like someone like him. I mean…I guess I was sort of popular, but that was only because of Alison. I was just Alison's loser friend, to be honest. I probably wasn't even a thought in his mind; there was no way he could see me longing for him like he longed for Alison.

And still I did.

I was sort of Toby's friend. Emily was really the closest in our clique to him. She was a little reluctant to give him advice on Alison, for reasons unknown to me. Maybe she saw how much I liked him and knew just what I did. I don't know.

But anyway, I was sort of Toby's friend—actually, I was his friend, but ever since I realized I had a crush on him, I tried to keep my distance—so I had to hear about Alison all the time.

"I don't know why I'm so scared. She's not dating anyone, right?" he asked as we studied for French together.

I shrugged. "I…I don't know if she's dating anyone," I replied, trying my hardest to conceal my jealousy and annoyance. She doesn't even know you! I wanted to scream. Why can't you see that I'm the one who wants to be with you? Alison is a tramp. She uses guys for personal gain and she's just going to break your heart. Why won't you let me love you like you want Alison to? I wouldn't hurt you.

I really just wanted the chance to show him that. But he just saw right through me and saw only Alison.

The saddest part was that I really thought there was potential for us…if only he really knew what I was like and he really knew what I thought of him.

"Where were you, Spencer?" the art teacher asked after I made a feeble attempt to sneak into my art class quietly. Most of the other kids were already working on their projects. I saw Aria look up and shoot me an apologetic glance as she painted the bowl she had made. Jenna was right beside her, painting some plate and shot me a scornful look. It took every restraint in my body not to glare at her.

"I…I…I had a Latin test and Mr.—"

I heard Alison and Emily laughing as Alison tried using the pottery wheel and it started going out of control. But I still couldn't help but feel like they were laughing at me.

"It's fine. I'm just joking with you. You can sit next to Toby. I'm really sorry about the whole accident with your urn from last time—"

"It's fine," I replied quickly. More than anything, I just didn't want to sit next to him. I had barely been able to make the urn last class, and it was only because Aria had helped me. There was no way I'd be able to even get it in the slightest without her help. And Toby was actually good at this.

I should've just taken that stupid 2D art class with Hanna. Who cared if she flicked paint at me and got purple drops all over my hair? I'd look less ridiculous than I would using that stupid pottery wheel.

After watching Toby carefully for a few minutes—which was easy to do unnoticed, since the circular room made it so his seat was curved in front of mine, and aside from that, he was so passionate about it that he'd never notice—I tried to replicate his actions. He made it look so easy. He was really great at art. He really loved it.

I looked over at Alison. I realized that was where he was looking. She turned to Emily and hit her with a clay-covered hand and Emily yelped. The teacher didn't even look.

Alison was never going to see that.

How was I supposed to get him to look at me that way? He didn't even notice when I was staring right at him. All I wanted was for him to finally just notice me instead of just viewing me as…well…invisible.

I walked home with Alison and Aria that day. Alison persuaded us to go with her and buy frozen yogurt. Emily had swim practice while Hanna had to help out with the paper or something else really unexpected of her.

"I got asked out by Noel Kahn? Can you believe that?" Alison asked. I wasn't sure if she realized how much Aria liked him, but being as Alison hardly looked out for anyone—except for, surprisingly, Emily, and rarely, me, Hanna, and Aria—I wouldn't be surprised if she forgot.

Both Aria and I were a bit bothered by that. "Are you going to say yes?" Aria inquired bravely.

Alison paused for a moment as she lifted a spoonful of chocolate frozen yogurt with chocolate chips. "I don't know yet," she answered, like she was trying to equivocate.

"You know that Toby has a big crush on you, right?" I asked timidly.

Alison gave me a somewhat enthused and all-knowing look as she swallowed her yogurt. "I know you like him, Spencer. I wouldn't do that to you." I couldn't tell whether she was playing with me, like she wanted something in return. "Aside from that, I don't think I could do that to him. I mean…nothing is going to happen between me and Cavanaugh. I mean, he's a nice guy and all, but…I don't do nice guys," she said before taking a bite of yogurt. "Noel Kahn, on the other hand, is not a nice guy."

I still watched as Aria shrunk further.

This was ridiculous to me. Toby would still never stop pining for Alison unless she said this—which she wouldn't. Why couldn't he just see? Why did love make everyone blind? Alison was never going to see him like I did.

He was transparent to her.

MilaMizz: Before I say anything else, I totally didn't mean what I said before as a dig because it's so cool to me that you review all the time because that makes you cooler than me. I'd give you synonyms for the word nice but my brain is fried and there are none in my vocabulary book. THEY ARE THE BEST so if you ever see one, get it. Especially Kohr Bros. When I'm there, I get the really big waffle cone (they're fresh and delicious) with the chocolate dip and vanilla/chocolate twist. It's SO good. Oh, I see. I have to wake up at 6:15 and the days I get up randomly at like 4:00 and I'm still exhausted make me want to jump off a cliff. Like, really, with all my work and writing and stuff, I get like six and a half hours of sleep and it is awful. Sometimes, I think of how nice it would be to be homeschooled. You do everything at your own pace without stupid people slowing you down/smart people tripping the whole class up by making the teacher think he's going to slow (namely in Math...ugh I don't like Algebra II/Trig).

I finished my first 8-day cycle today. It's only been eight days. For those of you who didn't know, my school operates on an eight day cycle, so instead of Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, etc., I have Day 1, Day 2, Day 3 (and it's truly so stupid) but it saves me from having PE on Wednesdays ALL THE DAMN TIME (thank the Lord).

I still have no idea when I will update my other stories because I've had no time to do any of it. I really want to update HTBAH soon because I know I just started it. As for SSS, I left it off in a good place, so I'm not really concerned about that. Enchanted is on hiatus anyway. This is just my priority nowadays.

So you guys will get an update tomorrow. I'm like 98% sure of it. Tomorrow's one-shot is going to be The Honeymoon Stage by Carlie De Boer and I love the song. It's the greatest. Thanks for reading! -Kayson