Hi! So this story will hopefully be different than the other cliched ones you read. I think in those that Ally starts being nice to early and that the tough exterior breaks really easily so I hope to make them hold out a little longer before ending in Auslly.

I have been wanting to write this story for forever so I hope you guys like it. Thanks! ~N

Ally

I woke up that morning with a massive head ache. Being hung-over sucks! Ugh! I rolled out of the bed and hit my alarm clock that was on the other side of the room.

If you're wondering why it's over there, its cause I sleep very heavily, especially when I'm hung over. And unfortunately for me, school starts today.

According to my dad, I have to go. Like he cares, I don't even see him at the house anymore and when I do, he just starts hitting me. I think the only reason he's making me go is so that he doesn't have to see me for seven hours of the day.

Sighing, I walked into my bathroom and showered. Slipping out I grabbed a towel and brushed out my hair. I had a red streak added down the side since red is my favorite color.

I walked over to my closet and looked for something to wear. I settled on tight leather pants, and a red shirt with one sleeve hanging over one shoulder. It fits me really well and hugs all the right places. I grabbed my signature leather jacket to wear over my shirt.

I put on four inch heels decorated with spikes and I know what you're thinking, aren't four inch heels a little unnecessary? Well to answer your question, yes, but they make me look somewhat normal height as opposed to being short. They also make my calves and ass look killer.

I bet you're trying to figure out why I dress like a slut. You're probably saying that I'm trying to get the attention my father denied me for years. If you're thinking that, you're wrong. I just love attention, especially when it's good attention. I can handle bad attention to but I prefer when people think I'm hot.

I walked downstairs and saw my dad passed out on the couch. I'm surprised he even came home. As quietly as I could, I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a banana. Unfortunately while I was turning around, I knocked over one of my dad's empty beer bottles. It fell to the ground and shattered very loudly.

"Bitch! Why did you wake me up?" My dad yelled at me.

"I didn't mean to! I'll clean it up!"

"Damn right you will and I'll help." What? Oh no, my dad's getting up and walking over to me.

He picked up a shard of glass-while stumbling, I might add- and threw it at me. It cut one of my arms which started bleeding heavily. At least I hadn't put my jacket on yet so I can cover that up.

He sauntered over to me and started punching me in the gut. As much as I hated him, my dad was smart. He never punched me in the face where everyone could see. I fell to the floor clutching my stomach, tears sliding down my face. I scraped all my knees on the glass. I guess I could pretend I bought the pants that way.

My dad kicked me in the stomach and kicked me. "Clean it up slut and hurry and get your ass to school so I don't have to look at you." Well, I was right about that part. My dad finally walked away and I crawled over to the corner to pick up the broom.

Using it to steady myself, I walked over to the glass and swept it up before throwing it away. I checked my watch and saw that I was running late to class. I decided to skip on the banana. I slid on my jacket, grabbed my bag and keys, and ran out the door.

I cut across the lawn and got on my very expensive motorcycle. Yes, I'm rich. My dad owns a chain of sonic booms. I looked back at the mansion with disgust. It was, after all, a place of torture for me.

Five years ago, my mom died. She was studying gorillas when of them attacked and killed her. My dad said I looked too much like her.

I drove to school while wiping my eyes. It was my first day at a new school. I was coming to the school a month late because we just moved here. That meant a lot of gossip about me which, quite frankly, I was okay with.

The reason I'm starting a month late is because when my mom died, my dad moved us away from Miami. It must have held to many memories for him. We went to New York and about a year later he started beating me. Someone finally noticed two months ago and my dad moved us away quickly to Miami, again.

I guess since we're in a new house it's easier for him not to always remember mom. I pulled into the school parking lot and knew instantly, everyone's eyes were on me. I smirked under my helmet and parked quickly.

Since I was late, I didn't get a great spot but I was okay with that. It just meant I had to walk the whole parking lot while everyone stared and ogled at me. I slid off my helmet and let my straight hair cascade down my back.

This got me more stares; I guess everyone thought I was a dude. I slung my black bag over my shoulder and started walking into the school. I saw a lot of guys nudging each other and murmuring how hot I was.

A couple of girls eyed my clothes enviously and were jealous of all the attention I was getting. I walked into the school and everyone suddenly went quiet.

A very brave- or should I say cocky- guy walked up to me. He was tall with green eyes and brown hair. He was wearing a varsity jacket so he must be good at sports.

He walked over in a stupid way that he must have thought looked cool. I rolled my eyes and knew this wasn't going to end well for him.

"Hey babe, I'm Elliot and you are?" I smiled devilishly at him.

"No one you need to know." I said icily. By this time, a crowd formed around us.

"But I want to know. Someone as hot as you deserves to be known by someone like me."

"So I'm being punished for being hot?" I asked. A bunch of kids snickered until Elliot sent them glares.

"Don't think of this as a punishment, think of it as an honor."

"Oh I get it! I get the honor to know to avoid you. Well thanks." I said in my usual snarky way. I pushed past him and the crowd parted to allow me to walk through. I walked to the front office and strode in.

"Hello, can I help you?" A woman asked. She looked actually nice, not like one of those people who kiss up to you.

"Yeah, I'm new here. I'm Ally Dawson."

"Oh of course you are! Great, well here is your schedule and let me know if you need any help finding anything."

"Thanks." I said grabbing my schedule. I was about to walk down the door when I realized I had no idea where to go. I spun around but saw the woman standing there with a school map in her hand and a knowing smile.

"I figured you might need this."

"Thanks again Ms.?"

"Moon, I'm Ms. Moon. And no need to thank me dear, It's my job and if you like you can call me Mimi but only because I like you." I laughed lightly; it's been a while since I laughed.

"Mimi it is, and don't worry, I think you're pretty cool too, for an adult." I said and smiled at her. As soon as I turned back to the door I immediately dropped the smile and walked into the hallway.

Everyone was staring at me like I was an alien and considering all the bright colors they were wearing, maybe I was. I smirked at them and turned down the hallway to my locker. My locker was right next to a short Latina girl who managed to wear three different animal prints in one outfit.

I walked over and put in my combination. The girl looked up when she heard me and stared at me for a second but literally only for a second because she immediately started talking.

"You're the girl who rejected Elliot right?" She asked with shock in her voice. Oh great, she was about to ask how I could do that to an incredibly hot guy and that I should be honored to have even talked to him. I hated those girls. "It was about time someone did." She said.

I looked down at her and curiosity must have shown in my face because she started explaining. "He's a total jackass. He thinks that because he's good looking and a jock, he owns the school. There's a whole group of them here." I already liked her. "The boys are Elliot, Dallas, Trent, and Austin. Austin is the most popular guy in our school with perfect beach blond hair and blue eyes. He's the quarterback of the football team and point guard of basketball. His best friend is this geeky redhead Dez. No one knows why they're best friends though. Dez especially irks me."

I nodded my head. "The girls are Cassidy, Brooke, Vanessa and Kira. Kira is the bitch's leader and is with Austin, Elliot with Cassidy, Dallas with Brooke, and Trent with Vanessa. They all hook-up with each other."

"But Elliot just tried to get with me. Why would he do that if he was dating Cassidy?"

"Oh so you do talk," The Latina said sassily. I couldn't help but smile, "and smiles! Wow what a break through." She joked. "Anyway, you misunderstood. When I said with, I meant they make-out with. They don't actually date; they just hang on each other."

"So it's kinda like an open relationship." I stated.

"I guess you could call it that. By the way, I'm Trish." She held out her hand. "Who are you new girl?"

"I'm Ally." I said shaking her hand.

"Well Ally, can I see your schedule?"

"Sure." I said handing it to her. I hadn't even looked at it yet.

"Oh! We have 2nd 3rd lunch, 5th and 6th period together!" She said, smiling brightly. "I like you so if you want, you can sit with me at lunch, unless you think you're too cool for that."

"Nah I like you too and that sounds cool. Hey, can you tell me how to get to my first class?"

"Sure! Go down that hallway and take a left after the water fountain. You better hurry if you don't want to be late."

"Thanks." I said and she smiled before taking off to her class. I looked at my schedule and saw that she showed me how to get to English. I hate English, even though I do well in it, so I took my sweet time walking to class. The bell rang and I decided to wait three minutes until going in. To be a bad-ass and what not. I walked in and felt everyone's eyes one me but then again, what's new?

Austin

I was chilling by my car when Kira walked up to me and kissed me hard on the lips. She used a lot of tongue and it felt like making out with a sloppy, wet dog. I sort of pushed her off me and stood up straight. To her credit, Kira didn't complain about being rejected.

"Hey babe, why are you here so early?" She asked.

"I'm on time, what are you talking about. I have to be to get this parking spot." Kira just shrugged her shoulders. God she was such a ditz. This is why I don't actually date her. The rest of my friends walked up and we started talking.

About ten minutes later, some dude on a motorcycle pulled in. To be honest, he had a really good bike, which made him instant competition. My friends and I stopped talking instantly and stared at the person. They had to park kinda far away. I smirked to myself because I had a good parking space in the shade and he didn't.

The dude got off his bike and took off his helmet. That's when I realized it wasn't a dude. It was a smoking hot chick! She started walking into school and damn was she doin' it right. Her hips swayed and her boobs and ass looked great in what she was wearing.

After she was in the school people instantly started talking about her.

"Who was that?" Trent asked.

"No clue but I am going to get with her!" Elliot said running into the school to talk to her. I just rolled my eyes. I doubted her standards were low enough to date a dumbass like Elliot. The only reason I let him hang around me was because he was popular and didn't question me.

In fact, the only friend I had that I did like, was Dez. A quirky redhead. Most people didn't understand why we were friends but I did. I have known him my whole life and he was the only one who knew the real story about me and my love for music.

He wasn't hanging with me right now because he doesn't like the popular kids so I had to split my time between them and him. Usually before and after school in the parking lot was the populars and lunch was Dez.

"I think she just looks like a slut." Kira said. I rolled my eyes. After all, Kira was one of the biggest sluts in the school. Not that I cared, it's not like I was sleeping with her. I didn't want to catch an STD. "Don't you agree Austin?"

"I don't really care. She was hot and I guess we'll find more about her later." I said shrugging my shoulders. Kira scoffed and just walked away. "And that's my cue to get to class." I said walking into school. My 'friends' sighed and followed after me causing me to smirk. Damn right they followed me.

I walked into school and all the girl stared at me. I was in a tight fitting white T-shirt with a whistle necklace and black jeans. I winked at a couple of them causing them to giggle and tell all their friends.

I know you're probably wondering why I'm going to class, shouldn't I be skipping like every other clichéd popular guy? Well, I go to class about three times a week. I only go because I need a football/ basketball scholarship and to get that, I also need good grades.

To be honest, I'm still only averaging about a B but I'm okay with that as long as I don't start getting C's.

I walk to my locker and put all my stuff away when someone taps my shoulder.

"Yes?" I ask turning around to face the person. "Oh hey Dez."

"Hey Austin, did you see the new girl? Apparently she rejected Elliot like five minutes ago." Dez said. Austin smiled because he knew Elliot would get rejected and that gossip spread so fast. "Anyways, I was wondering if you wanted to come over today to help me feed my pet alpaca." He stated. I chuckled at my friend's weirdness.

"Sure dude, I'll drive there after school."

"Cool! See you later Austin, I've got to go buy another mouse. McGoober the snake ate my other one." Dez said sadly and ran off. I shook my head and walked to English.

I hated English. It was one of my worst classes which meant I really had to go. Sighing, I walked into the classroom and sat at the back. The bell rang and class started. started talking about sentence diagraming and I zoned out.

About three minutes later the door burst open, bringing me back from my daydream. I looked over to see the new girl walk in. I felt a little bad for her because Mr. Anders hated tardy people.

"You must be the new girl. Why are you tardy Ms.-" He looked down at the attendance sheet, "Ally?" So her name was Ally. Ally's a pretty name, just like her. Wait, what am I thinking? I don't even know her.

"What can I say? I had better things to do." She said. Everyone in the class stared wide-eyed at her, even the teacher. Ally bent down and looked at teacher ID card (IDK what its called lol the little nametag teachers wear around their necks) "So, Chuck, are you gonna say something or should I come back when you can talk again?" She asked placing her hands on her hips.

"Excuse me? That is no way to talk to a teacher! I will call your parents."

"Go ahead. Say hi for me." Ally said smiling. The teacher scoffed.

"Take a seat next to Austin." Mr. Anders said pointing to me. "And don't make this a regular occurrence." Ally rolled her eyes and walked back to sit next to me. I stared at her open mouthed. I can't believe she was tardy, talked to like that, and got away with it. Ally looked at me out of the corner of her eye before turning to face me head on. She leaned over and closed my mouth.

"Close your mouth, you don't want to catch flies." She said smugly before turning back to the teacher. I blinked a couple times before looking forward again. I was sure I was blushing. I don't even remember the last time I blushed and yet Ally made me in two seconds.

I kept looking over at her but she was buried in a book, taking notes I guess. Strange that she would be interested in class. Yet when she looked up, she looked at the board confused for a couple of seconds. When she understood, she looked back at her book. I guess she wasn't taking notes then.

Finally the bell rang and I got out of my seat and looked at Ally. She was still writing in her book and she didn't notice the class ended. I walked over to her and tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up almost scared for a second. I wondered what could scare her, but then her face immediately looked annoyed making me wonder if I even saw that.

"What do you want blondie?" she asked.

"Class ended, I just thought you would want to know and blondie? Really? Sexy." I said, turning on the charm and giving her my classic heart melting look. Ally just rolled her eyes.

"You wish." She said before getting up and strutting out of the classroom. It seems I was right; Ally is not like other girls.

Alright first chapter finished! It's a lot longer than I intended but I hope you like that. Anyways I would love to hear what you think so far so R&R! ~N