1: Meet Ally, the Dorky Girl

xoxo

"Austin, babe, can you believe it? That dumb girl, Ally, totally tripped right in front of me on purpose to spill food on ME!" I heard, hiding behind my locker door. "She had STRAWBERRY YOGURT for lunch! You know I hate that flavor of yogurt, right babe?"

"Yeah, yeah." I heard him reply.

I knew they were walking away now, but I peeked just in case then shut my locker door. So, you must be wondering, this Ally girl is totally a dork! Well, you're right. I am a dork. Yes, I'm Ally Dawson, nice to meet you.

That girl just talking about me was Kira, and that guy that replied was her boyfriend (and my crush,) Austin Moon. Or at least he thinks he's his boyfriend. Personally, I think she just uses him to have someone to talk to about her problems about, since her BFF moved away.

"Ally!"

I jumped. I knew who it was, though. I turned to see, of course, my best friend Trish.

"Hey, Trish. Were you hanging out with those other girls again? Don't lie. Who were they? Valerie and Vivian or something?" I pretended not to know.

"Yeah, and those are there names. Sorry, am I hanging out with them too much? Because, I could totally ditch you!" Trish looked worried and I glared at her, making her burst out laughing. "Just kidding."

"Trish, I don't get it. How do you get so many friends?" I crossed my arms, leaning back against my locker.

"Hmm, let me guess. Talking!?" Trish rolled her eyes. "Ally, you always wonder why you have no friends, but it's obviously because your too shy! I'm only your friend because we worked on that project together in kindergarten. You're lucky I didn't move away or something, or else you would be doomed."

I sighed. "I know, it's just I don't know what to say around people! I mean, I feel totally comfortable around you, but I freeze up around others! I totally hate that about myself!"

The bell rang, and people started rushing to class. "Alright, I gotta bounce. Mrs. Parker will have my head if I don't get to class on time!" Trish said, and she was on her way to history class.

I just made my way to home economics. Today we're going to start baking, and trust me I'm not excited about it.

Not baking it's self, home economics. Not the subject either, my classmates. Not all of them, just one of them. Guess who. Can't guess? Well, it's Kira. She just so happens to be in the Honeybee family, A.K.A. my family. Wondering about the weird last name?

Well of course, it's not my real last name. It's Dawson. It's my home economics last name. You see, Mrs. Laker splits us up into families at the beginning of the year. We work together during the year, and at the end of the year each class has this huge competition to see who learned the most during the year. Each person on the team that wins (or should I say family) gets a pass to Super Adventure Land (I think Mrs. Laker wants us to go together, but no one actually does.)

Anyways, there are 4 teams with 6 people on each. I can leave it up to you to imagine what the family names were like.

When I got to class, half of the class was full. I quickly took my seat next to Lila.

Lila groaned and took her phone out of her purse. In the corner of my eye, I saw the text (I think she was using this social networking site for phones called BuddyText because of the names I saw.)

To: Kiraluvsuxoxo

From: LilaKiss

how did we end up wit dum ally in our group

It didn't take long for Kira to reply.

To: LilaKiss

From: Kiraluvsuxoxo

ikr lila wut a dork

I saw Lila look over to me in the corner of her eye and smirk. I just looked away. I didn't want to see what she replied.

I saw Austin walk in, but due to my luck, he was in a different family. He took his seat at his family table, and started talking to Jason.

Kira walked in, phone in her hand. She looked over to Lila, a smirk on her face as well. I think it wasn't just about me now.

Kira plopped her purse down on the table (it was real leather, I think. Her father is Jimmy Star, who owns a major record company) and sat down in front of Lila. Emerson followed her, and sat down next to her. He totally flirts with Kira, and she pretends not to notice.

"Hey, Kira. Lemme ask you a question." Emerson fixed his hair, obviously trying to look cute. "Are you making the cookie dough? If you are, I have to make sure everyone else tries them first."

Kira giggled, and replied, "Shut up."

Apparently insulting counts as flirting. It's a new trend, I think.

The rest of my family, Dez and Carter, entered and sat down. The second bell rang, and about two seats were still empty, but Mrs. Laker started anyway.

"Okay, we'll start now! Welcome to fifth period home economics!" she smiled her signature toothy smile. She was in her 60's, I think, and she had that old lady smile. "Today, we will start baking! Oh, baking, it's just wonderful! We'll start off simple – cookies!"

Kira's smirk turned into a smile. She raised her hand. Mrs. Laker pointed to her. "Would you mind if Lila and I made our family's cookies?"

"Well, sorry, Kira, but the whole family must help."

"Oh, come on Miss L, we can just sew something." Dez chipped in.

"We learned sewing last week and – oh, fine. If it means that much to you, Kira and Lila can make the cookies, and you can choose to do whatever you want – THAT I TAUGHT YOU." Mrs. Laker added quickly. "So, the rest of the Honeybee family can choose something to do from my list."

Everyone raised their hands, waving them violently, but Mrs. Laker made hand gestures making them put them down. "They will be the only ones."

The class groaned. "Not fair!" someone blurted, but Mrs. Laker ignored them.

I just chose cleaning, because I like to clean when I'm nervous, and Kira and Lila are making me REALLY nervous.

For cleaning, Mrs. Laker gives me a pair of rubber gloves and disinfectant spray, and told me to clean up the dirty kitchen counter. I got to work, and so did everyone else. Including Kira and Lila.

Mrs. Laker gave everyone a recipe book, and said to follow the steps. She proceeded to go to her desk.

While I was working on a puddle of apple juice (or at least I hope it was) that was extremely sticky, I saw Kira opening the flour in the corner of my eye. Strangely, it seemed like it was pointing directly to me even though she was facing sideways. She was obviously pretending to struggle. Also, I saw Lila filling up a glass with water.

Suddenly, I heard a pop. It was the package of flour opening. And the flour went flying in my direction. Soon the entire front half of my body was covered in flour. I heard the laughing. And the fake gasps.

Lila stepped forward and said, "OMG! Maybe this will clean it up!" Lila took the class of water and jerked it forward in my direction. It didn't clean it up. It only made it worst.

Soon, I was in the bathroom, where I was sent to clean my face up. Instead, I was in the fourth stall crying my eyes out. I heard the door open. I stopped my sobbing immediately.

"Ally."

The voice was vaguely familiar, and too deep to be a girl. If it's not a teacher, I'll have to murder this pervert.

"Ally?"

That voice again. I opened the stall door, and peeked out to see..

Oh. My. Pickles. It was Austin.

"A-Austin? What are you doing in the girl's bathroom?"

"Don't worry, Mrs. Laker gave me permission. No one else would bother to come see you." Austin sighed. "That was pretty mean what Kira did, and she obviously did it on purpose."

I stepped out of the stall. "I-I probably look a mess right now, s-s-sorry…" I was so nervous. Austin Moon actually came to see me!

"Nah. You look fine."

There was a really awkward silence.

"I broke up with Kira - well, she broke up with me – actually, we broke up with each other." Austin forced a small laugh. "It was stupid."

"W-what? What happened?"

"Well.."

Class ended early just because of the little incident.

"Kira, that was totally mean! I love you, babe, but why would you do that?"

"It's called payback. I totally made it look like an accident too." Kira smirked. "It was totally funny." She started to walk down the hallway, but I grabbed her wrist.

"No, it wasn't." Austin twirled her around. "You tried to humiliate her on purpose, just because she spilled yogurt on you on ACCIDENT!"

Kira frowned. "It wasn't an accident."

"It was."

"No, it wasn't. Ugh, I can't believe you don't trust me, Austin. I can't have a relationship with trust issues." Kira flipped her hair.

"Are you breaking up with me? If you are, I'm totally fine with it, because I was going to break up with you!" Austin replied, with more emotion.

"Ugh, I totally was breaking up with you!" she escaped Austin's grip. "Get away from me, you jerk. WE'RE OVER!"

"You can say that again!"

"..and that's what happened."

I gasped. "Kira broke up with you?"

"We broke up with each other!"

"Who cares who broke up with who, Austin? This is really big!" I exclaimed. "When everyone finds out, the girls will be all over you! Get ready for weeks of 'Go out with me, Austin!'"

"That won't happen, trust me. I have a plan to get Kira back. We all know we didn't break up with each other for real, it's just one of those popular couples things. We go on and off, just like all of the other popular couples." Austin looked in the mirror and smiled as he pulled back his hair. "Besides, she won't be able to resist this."

"Okay, what's your plan?" I was talking as if I was popular and I had to know the scoop on everything. This was probably the most interesting thing to happen at Miami High the entire year, though.

"To make her jealous. I know just how to do it, too."

"Okay, I'm listening.." I leaned back against the bathroom wall, trying to ignore how dirty it was.

"With you. You're going to date me until Kira comes running back to me." Austin smiled. "I'll make you popular, so popular that everyone will want to be you. I'll take you to parties, take you to football games, and maybe even to the school dance if this drags on long enough. So, are you in? You have to be."

I know, such an awkward place to leave the chapter, but I just love cliffhangers sometimes! It leaves me wanting more, and it leaves me even more anxious to read more and it makes the story much more enjoyable! I think you already know what's going to happen though, by the summary.