Rewriting this story that I had originally posted on my old account. The idea was cute and sweet but the story honestly sucked.

LoveShipper, you might remember this one. ;)

BTW, I didn't proofread this because I was hella exhausted.

Little Ally Dawson entered the room and quickly scanned it with her eyes. There was a tall, bald man sitting at a desk in the back, near a shelf of books. The room was filled with lots of students, doing puzzles, playing house, reading books. Her stomach knotted up as she realized she knew none of them.

If there was one thing Ally hated, it was meeting new people.

Well, that and having to talk in front of them.

She gulped, it wasn't that she was expecting to know anyone, the only friend she had was Trish from their previous year of Pre-K together. However the curly haired latina was nowhere to be found.

"ALLY!"

Aha, there she was.

"Trish! I'm so happy to see you!" Ally clapped her hands and spun around, coming face-to-face with her sassy playmate.

"Inside voices, girls!" The bald man hissed.

"Sorry," Ally looked down.

"Woah, kindee-garden looks fun," Trish grabbed her best friend's hand and pulled her around the room.

"Look at all these kids I don't know..." Ally mumbled.

"We're gonna make lots of new friends Ally, don't worry," Trish insisted.

"I hope so," Ally sighed. They toured the room, Ally read over the titles of the books and spotted one of her favorites, Green Eggs and Ham. Seeing it there relaxed her a bit and she almost managed a smile.

"C'mon, there's paint over there!" Trish quickly pulled her towards the tiny easels and various finger paints.

Just as she was opening up a plastic cup of red paint, the bald man walked to the front of the room and cleared his throat, "Students, welcome to kindergarten! We're going to have a wonderful year together," he smiled warmly, "I'm Mr. Katsopolis, please line up at the door so I can assign your seats."

The students ran like a pack of wild animals to line up. As if being the first would get them a prize of some sort. Ally waited for the madness to clear out before joining Trish at the very end of the line.

"Mr. Katsaplis seems nice," Trish said quietly.

"His name is Mr. Katsopolis, Trish," Ally corrected.

"Whatever," Trish shrugged, turning around. Ally brought her hand to chew on her pretty brown locks, but reminded herself that that was weird. At least, that's what Gabbie had told her last year. Gabbie O'Donald was the meanest girl in Pre-K, and she was standing at the very front of the line.

"Aw, man!" Trish said, "Why'd she have to be in our class?" She and Ally had noticed the little blonde at the same time. Her "bffs" were right beside her, Amanda "Mandy" Moiardo and Miranda "Mandy" Johnson, or the Mandys as everyone called them.

There was a knock at the door. Mr. K sighed as he reached to open it, the students would later learn the being late was one of his biggest pet peeves.

A little blonde boy bounced into the room, followed by a taller red head. They were both holding lunch boxes. The blonde's was spiderman and the red head's was covered in Zaliens. Ally only knew that because it was Trish's favorite movie.

"Back of the line please, boys," Mr. K shook his head.

The boys hurried down to where Trish and Ally were standing, their lunch boxes swinging around their legs.

"Hi," the little blonde one waved to Ally.

"Hello," she waved back to him. He said nothing else so she turned aruond.

He called out the names to be seated at tables of 6 scattered throughout the room and it came down to Gabbie, Mandy J., Ally, Trish, and those two boys and Ally realized those were her table-mates (if that's what you could call them).

"You six, to that table in the back," Mr. K told them. Ally sighed but followed the other 5 kids to table 7.

Ally sat between Trish and that blonde boy because he seemed nice enough. The redheaded boy sat beside Mandy, and Gabbie sat beside her.

"Take a moment to get to know the kids at your table because you'll be sitting with them all year," Mr. K said, looking down at his clipboard.

"I'm Austin!" The blonde boy said happily. He smiled at Ally, "What's your name?"

"Um... I'm Ally," she said quietly.

"I'm Dez!" The redhead was louder than the blonde, but he seemed nice.

"Dez," Ally said nervously, "there's no yelling in the classroom."

"Oh... sorry," Dez whispered. Austin shook his head and sighed.

"I'm Trish," she said said nonchalantly.

"I'm Mandy and this is Gabbie."

"It's nice to meet you. When-" Austin started.

"Ew, why are you sitting by smelly Ally Dawson?" Gabbie asked. Ally sighed, they were going to make these two boys disgusted by her on the first day.

"She's not smelly, she smells kinda like the stuff my mom always puts in my hair during bath time," Austin smiled. Gabbie scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"Alright, I hope you've made some new friends... now I'm gonna call you up and just have you say your name and something about yourself," Mr. K announced. Ally gulped, this was exactly the kind of thing she hated. Talking in front of people.

He went through the list of names, but Ally wasn't listening. She was dreading the moment that he called her name. What if she said something stupid?

"Miss Ally Dawson, it's your turn," Mr. K said from his desk at the back of the room.

"O-ok," she choked out, Austin gave her a small smile from their table in the back as she stepped to the front of the class.

"I'm Ally Dawson, and, um, I like to write things and play the piano," she said quietly. After a nod from the teacher, she hurried back to her seat. Out of her friends, Dez was next. (Were they friends? Ally hoped so, she needed all the friends she could get)

"I'm Dez! I really like movies and TV! My favorite movie is Zaliens, there's gonna be a part 2 soon! That's what my mom says, but-"

"Thank you, Dez," Mr. K interrupted.

"You're welcome!" He said cheerfully, making his way to his seat. There were a few kids between him and Austin, but not many.

"My name is Austin Moon and someday I'm gonna be a rockstar!" he dropped to his knees and air guitared.

"Don't forget that you like pancakes!" Dez called. Austin jumped up and pointed to him, "Yeah! I love pancakes! My mom makes them every Saturday morning!"

"Thank you, Mr. Moon, you can take your seat now," Mr. K said before Austin went any further.

"Okay!"

"I wish I had enough courage to be as cool as you guys," Ally sighed once Austin returned to his seat."

"Courage? What's that?" Austin asked curiously.

"It's that stuff that Goldilocks ate," Dez exclaimed.

"That's porridge," Ally corrected.

"Oh... then I don't know what courage is," Dez shrugged.

"Courage is when you're not afraid of anything," Ally explained.

"Oh... then I don't have courage, I'm afriad of lots of stuff, like the dark is kinda scary, and I don't like snakes," Austin said.

"And you're afraid of umbrellas!" Dez added helpfully.

"I am not!" Austin quickly said.

"Yeah you are! 'Member that time at the Strawberry farm when it started to rain and my mom got out the umbrella and you cried?" Dez smiled at his friend, as if he was helping.

"Dez," Austin groaned, "You're not 'sposed to tell anyone about that!"

"I forgot," Dez shrugged mindlessly.

"I'm going to pass out a sheet of paper, all you have to do is draw a picture of your family, okay?" Mr. K explained.

"Oh! My family is me and my mom and dad, they work at a matress store. It's called "Moon's Matress Kingdom, our matresses are firm but our prices are soft," Austin said in an awful British accent.

"Hey! That's where I bought my bed from!" Trish said.

"Really? Did you see a blonde lady or a blonde guy? Those are my parents," Austin grinned.

"Your mom helped my mom find my brother's bed," Trish replied.

"Is your mom friends with my mom?" asked Austin.

"I don't know, maybe," Trish shrugged as Mr. K placed a stack of paper at the center of the table, all the kids reached out with their small hands and grabbed one.

Trish drew herself, her mommy, her daddy, and her little baby brother JJ. They all had dark hair, she smiled as she added some finishing touches.

Austin drew himself and his parents, they were all blonde. He drew himself with a guitar and his parents holding a matress and grinned cheekily at his finished work.

Dez covered his paper with himself, his sister, and his parents, all gingers. He was proud of it, and he happily showing Austin.

Ally wasn't having as much fun, she and her father were the only ones on her paper. She sighed. She really missed her mommy.

Mr. K passed out a piece of tape and told the students to hang their picture wherever they wanted it, naturally Ally hung hers by Trish, Austin, and Dez's pictures.

"Ally, why doesn't your picutre have a mommy?" Austin asked.

"My mom and dad aren't married anymore and she's in Africa," Ally replied quietly.

"Why's she in Africa if you're here?" Austin sighed.

"I guess she likes the animals more than she likes me," she shrugged.

"I'm sure that's not true," Austin shook his head, for a minute Ally almost believed him. But then she remembered that her mom left her and her dad for some dumb monkeys.

"It is, but it's okay," Ally shook her head.

"Well, I'm really sorry about your mommy, you could meet mine in the afternoon when she comes to get me, she's a really good mommy, I can share her with you!" Austin offered.

"Okay," Ally nodded as she followed Austin to the building blocks for free time. She knew you couldn't really share mommies, and even if you could it wouldn't be the same. But his offer was sweet and she didn't have it in her to tell him that.

Awww, how cute!

I haven't given up on Green, I swear. In fact, I updated it on Tuesday and I'm writing this just because it's really different. Green is Raura and it's kind of more mature and deeper. This is Auslly and it's lighthearted and simple and I can just have fun with it. Y'know? I have time for both, I'm just horribly lazy.

No, really, it's a problem.

I'll refrain myself from starting anymore unnecessary fics, I promise. :D

And yes, the cover thingy is supposedto look like it was created by a 6 year old.