A/N: Okay. So while the story me and Maria are doing is waiting it's way out, I'm going to write a new story. It's kinda a mixture between Beastly and Penelope. So, I hope that you enjoy it.

Behind The Looks

Prologue

He was judgmental. He was rude. He was like most boys, or in this case, the crude ones. He would judge someone by their looks, and not how they were on the inside. He would deny the kindness and purity, of the 'ugly' people in his high school.

Danny Fenton. He was the boy. The one who never gave anyone any slack. He would see someone who didn't look beautiful in his eyes and BAM! Just like that, one insult would drip from his mouth, his tongue craving each word like bees with pollen in flowers.

Not a lot of people liked him, but because of how he was, basically, the A-listers did. Them being the jocks, the cheerleaders. And the preps, of course.

Dash and Kwan were the main jocks, Star and Paulina were the cheerleaders and preps. They were attracted to his rudeness, they were attracted to how he acted. He was the light, and they were the moths and mosquitoes flying around it.

As they had walked down the high school hallway one Spring day in Amity Park, Danny had seen a girl with pale white skin, red hair, freckles all over her face, and light blue eyes. Basically, a Ginger, and Danny hated them the most.

"Hey." he went up to her. She turned to face him.

"Have you ever heard of Foundation? Or cover-up? You might want to try, because you look like you fell out of the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down." he continued as the A-lister's behind him laughed and slapped him high fives. The Ginger teared up, walking away as one single tear dared to fall from her eye. But Danny did not care. He never cared about anyone's emotions, just what he saw, and apparently, what he saw, was pure disgrace.

But he saw anything but that to this one girl.

The girl was a Goth, but she was struck with beauty. He didn't know her name, and he didn't know anything about her, but he wanted her. He wanted her oh so bad. And he'd thought that one day, he'd have her any other way.

She was in almost every class with him, and he would stare at her every time. He loved the way her hair fell over her shoulders. Her amethyst eyes that he would try to take a glimpse of every time he had the opportunity to. He also loved the way she would silently sing her songs as she doodled on her notebook, how she would bat her eyelashes every time she drew something funny and then chuckle under her breath. God, how he loved that chuckle. He loved her smile. Her perfectly straight, white teeth that were as white as snow. And her pale skin made her look like a ghost, no, not like a ghost, like an angel, but with no halo or white gown. Just pure beauty.

He never talked to her. He just passed her by, like he didn't know her, and she didn't him.

But there was that need to. To talk to her. To kiss her. To feel her…

But then he stop right there. He wouldn't dare to go any farther, for bad thoughts lead to bad actions.

But then the day to get what he wanted, was going to be a time rather soon.

But until then, he pass a lot of other girls, and maybe bulldoze their hearts on the way….

A/N: And I'll stop there. But this is the Prologue. It's supposed to be short like that. The next chapter will be much longer of course.

Anyway, I tried to make this as specific and creative then my other stories so I wish I sound smart and sophisticated. If I did, please tell me so in reviews.

Besides, reviews, to me, or like cookies, and cookies are a Christmas present for some ADHD people, which is me. : )

So please, give me some cookies! : p

PleaseR&R,

SinisterSircusQueen : )