"One boy, one girl, one disorder"

Chapter 1 Summary: Ally is the new girl at Lakeside High. she's afraid she wont make friends now that she's new and has Multiple Personality disorder. She feels alone until she meets a sweet tanned boy named Mike who shows her that being a 'freak' can be exciting and can form an awesome relationship. Mike/Oc. -

"Do you have your lunch?"
"Yes."
"Do you have your papers?"
"Ditto."
"Schedule?"
"Yup."
"Can I have a goodbye kiss?"
"*kisses* Bye daddy!" Ally shuts the door in her fathers car and walks in front of her new school. Lakeside High.

Allyssa Debra Johnson, known as Ally, has just moved to Toronto from a promotion to her father. She was bummed to leave her 'real' friends back in Seattle, but she was still excited to meet some new ones! Ally just hoped they wouldn't think of her as a freak due to her 'condition'. She took a deep breath and rushed into the school. It was flooded with teenagers! All were going to classes or their lockers. She had to push some people aside to get to her's. Ally always wore her pink and white stripped tank top, and her denim jeans that made her stand out from the designer clothes others wore. Her light blonde hair always shined as it laid down her back while her golden bangs were tucked behind her ears. The blondes baby blue eyes could woo and guy she meets.

"Locker 427, and combo is 15,3,9." Ally opens it with no trouble and receives all of the books she needs. Algebra, Science, and an Art text book. Once she closes her locker, a girl jumps in front of her. The girl had long, dark brown hair pulled into a tall pony tail and a long bang draped across her face. She had dark brown eyes, a long face, and she wore a red blouse, heels, and a black skirt.

"Hiiii!" the girl says, fluttering her mascara drenched eye lashes.

"Uh, hi. I'm-"

"Allyssa Johnson? Yeah! I know! Your the new girl right? I'm Tiffany! But you can call me Tiff!" Ally was confused on why the girl knew her. Usually, a person would only know her by her looks, but after a personality outburst, she'd get a one way ticket to "Loser ville".

"I was wondering if you'd like to join my clique. The Preppies!" Tiffany says jubilantly. "Since your the new girl, you have a lot to learn about who's in and who's out in this school. I can help."

"Um, thanks Tiff. But I just want to get situated before I join any groups." Ally utters as she is trying to hold her heavy books. "Now I have to get to class!"

"Kay-Kay! But if you want to join, text me!" Tiffany hands Ally her number on a small slip of paper. It was written in cursive with purple ink.

"Thanks." Ally says. She puts the small paper in her pocket. Tiffany sashès away with her head held high and with a sassy smirk. Ally continues to pace down the empty hall. She wasn't even halfway down when she felt a shock of pain in her chest and she fell to the ground. She waited for the pain to subside on the cold floor and relized she had been hit by something . Her books and papers were scattered on the ground. Most covered in dirt or ripped. Ally gasped as her neck twitched. Then she lost control of herself.
"Oh my! Such a mess! Nothing Nanny Anne can't handle!" she states in a British accent. She started picking up her papers until she heard a voice that snapped her out of her odd personality.

"I'm so sorry! Do you need any help?" A person reached a hand at her. Ally looked up and saw a tanned boy with spiky black hair and hazel eyes offer her a hand. Once Ally had gotten a good look at him, she was in dreamland. He was so cute and so innocent looking. The tall, tanned teenager looked at her the same way. Noticing her beauty and her pleading face. He lifts her back up on her feet.

"T-Thanks." she says "I'm Allyssa, Ally for short. What's your name?"

"I'm Micheal, Mike for short.." He chuckles. "-And its no problem." Mike helps Ally pick up her books and scrambled papers from off the floors. They were put back into messy piles and handed back to the tall blonde.

"I'm new here at Lakeside. I just moved in a week ago."

"Cool! I heard their would be a new girl here." he stammers "I only hear it around. No one really talks to me much." Allyssa's face drops in pity. How could such a sweet boy not have friends? if she was their a few days back, she would've instantly been his friend.

"Aww. Why not-?"
"ALLY! Ewe! Get away from that freak!"

Tiffany had just been walking down the corridor and saw Mike talking to Ally. Tiff grabs Allyssa's arm and pulls her away from her tanned crush. Her feet skidding on the shiny, tiled floor.

"Get away from him! He's got this crazy disease! I don't want you to catch it!" Ally was surprised by Tiffany's outburst and whipped her head over to see Mike blushing from embarrassment.

"It's not a disease Tiffany! It's just a disorder when I can't control my personalities." he explains. His tan cheeks burning with humiliation and embarrassment.

"Who cares freak show! I don't want you damaging the new girl!" Tiffany screamed. Obviously, she had something against Mike. Which was very obvious to anyone she meets, or the people she bullies. Ally roughly broke the grasp of Tiffany's hand on her arm and went to face her. She was furious that Tiff would treat Mike like that. It was really obnoxious and not to mention rude. Before she could speak, Ally gasped and lost control of herself.

"Listen Little-Miss-Pain-In-My-Butt! I don't know what your damage is, but lay off! Your attitude is more skank than that doppy hairstyle you have!" she said in a snooty, rich girl tone.

Tiffany just gaped like a fish at Allyssa's comment. Even Mike was shocked that Ally turned from sweet to sassy.

"What did you say to me?" Tiffany growled. She had never been talked to like that, especially by someone new and different like Ally. The diva clenched her teeth so hard, it looked like her pearly whites were at their breaking point.

"You heard me dorky! Back off! And by the way, your face is so crusty, even rats want to puke when they look at you!" Ally finished, swishing her blonde hair in the brunettes face. Tiffany just stared at the two and turned bright red. Anger was bubbling up in her veins and swimming in her head.

"You are all FREAKS!" She paced away from them in anger. Glaring daggers in the back of their heads and grumbling terrible words.

"Live and learn, hon!" Ally made that last remark before she gasped again and turned back into her normal self. She started breathing hard and relized what she just did. Not again, she thought.

"Woah, Ally." Mike said in disbeleif.
"Oh Mike, please don't be creeped out! God, I knew this would happen!" she explained, nervous. Sadly, this has happened to the blonde before. Her personalities have struck again. That's why she was so happy to move, and also why the bullies always picked on her.

"No! No! I'm not creeped out or anything!" Mike said in a comforting tone. "I have it too!"

"Have what?" Ally sniffed. Not sure how to approach this situation.

"Multiple Personality disorder! I have it too! If I were in your shoes, I'd become Chester! A grumpy old guy that is always annoyed!" Ally's face brightened up like the sun. Finally, a person who understands what she has and how she feels about it. It was a dream come true. Not to mention that Mike was super cute and super nice!

"Yeah." Ally lightly dabs her eyes. "That was Mackenzie, the snooty rich girl. She only comes out when i'm mad. She does the most damage."

"Same here! I have one named Vito, who's a jersey shore reject. He's one of my huge problems. But, I never met anyone else with M.P.D! What's your class now?" Mike asked, mesmerized by the girl's actions.

"Science." she said, holding onto her books with excitement.

"Me too!"

"Cool! Let's walk together." Mike and Ally walk calmly to their first class of the day. They were both happy that they each had something huge in common. This may be a good friendship that's about to start. Or maybe even more..

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