This is a new story idea I'm trying out.
Please read it and tell me what you think. :)
I don't own Austin and Ally.
Ally's POV:
Another day walking through the halls of Marino High. It's the first day of school, and boy am I happy to be back! I've always loved school, and I always had the best grades in my classes, which is probably why no one likes me. My only friend here is Trish.
I walk through the halls with a big smile on my face, earning dirty looks from the other kids. They all look half asleep and very unhappy to be here. I don't get it. Learning is fun, but everyone seems to hate it – except for me, of course.
As I walk by, one kid throws a crumpled up piece of paper at me and mumbles "loser." His friends all laugh. I turn around and shoot him and his friends a mean look before continuing to walk.
I used to be able to just ignore all of the mean looks and names, but ever since that blown audition for the music school that's in New York, people laughing at me has been my worse fear. I take a deep breathe and continue on my way to room 203.
My first class is Biology, which is probably going to be my least favorite this year, only because of the whole dissecting thing. Ugh.
I'm the first one here, as usual. I take me seat at the front of the class, next to the window. I know I'll probably get some spit balls to the neck, but I like to be at the very front where I can hear the teacher best. I'm willing to take a few spit balls for that.
After a while, a bleach-blonde boy walks in. I'm pretty sure he's one of the boys that was laughing at me. He chuckles under his breathe when he sees me. I look down at my desk, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. I can see him staring out of the corner of my eye. What's his problem? He must be daydreaming.
"Hello?" I say.
He snaps out of his daydream and looks down at me,
"Oh, uh, Hi," he says as he sits down at the desk next to me. For a moment I sit there staring at him in disbelief that he would choose to sit next to me when he could have sat anywhere else. Then I realize that he probably just wants to copy off of my work. I look back down at my desk, feeling embarrassed that I had been staring at him. Then I feel a finger tap my shoulder,
"I'm Austin by the way,"
I turn to look at him and see that he's staring right at me.
"Nice t-to meet you, Austin. I-I'm Ally," I stutter.
He smiles and goes back to staring into space as I turn to look out the window. This is awkward.
I can't wait until Trish finally arrives. It's really uncomfortable sitting alone in a classroom with a boy I don't really know. Knowing Trish, though, she'll probably be the last one here. She's always late.
A couple minutes pass and the rest of the student begin to pour in, including Trish. She smiles and runs to sit right behind me.
"How'd you get Austin to sit next to you? The other girls will be so jealous," she whispers
"I don't know," I whisper back, "He just came in and sat next to me."
Her eyes get wide, but before she can respond, the teacher comes and in claps her hands for everyone to be quiet.
The first day is always the least interesting. The teachers mostly just talk about what we'll be doing and such. This week we have to read the first module, which is basically reviewing what biology is, and the criteria for life and such.
Usually I'd be listening intently to what the teacher is saying, but right now I can't stop thinking about what happened before. Is it possible that he didn't just sit next to me so he could copy my work? 'No, no one would ever want to sit next to me! I'm Ally freakin' Dawson, the awkward, annoying geek that everyone hates.'
I know I shouldn't think so negatively of myself, but it's kind of hard not to when everyone else thinks so of yourself. Except for Trish. Thank God I have her.
I jump at the sound of bell ringing loudly. Everyone's already leaving the room and I'm just sitting there like an idiot with all of my books still out. I quickly throw my Biology book and notebook into my bag and run to door.
The halls in between classes are a dangerous place, especially when you're hated like me. Everyone's pushing to get through to their next classes, and I swear some of them purposely shove and elbow me. Things finally begin to clear up and just when I think all of the shoving is over, someone shoves me hard from behind, causing me to fall on my face. Now everyone's laughing at me for the second time already today. This is going to be the worst first day of school ever.
Suddenly, I feel a pair of strong hands pull me up. I turn around to thank whoever was kind enough to do so when everyone else was just laughing, and I'm see it's that Austin boy.
"Thanks," I say quietly.
He just mumbles, "Yeah, whatever," and walks away without even looking at me.
It's lunch hour now, and right now I'm sitting alone. Usually Trish is at the table before me, but today, I haven't seen her even enter the cafeteria. She probably fell asleep in class again.
I scan the cafeteria for her, but instead I spot some blonde hair. It's Austin, and he's looking in my direction. Is he considering sitting with me. I hope he does, but I hope he doesn't. If he does, then maybe I have a new friend for lunch. But at the same time, there's the problem that, well, he's popular, and I am not. Lots of girls like him, and I don't want to upset them. The last thing I need is more hatred. Fortunately (I guess), he sits down with his usual group of friends. I notice him glances over at me constantly, though, as if he's still considering coming over here. He obviously knows that if he's caught sitting with me, his "reputation" would be ruined.
It seems like he's about ready to get up when Trish suddenly sits down right in front of me, making me jump. When Austin sees this, he immediately sits back down.
"Sorry I got here late, I fell asleep in class and the teacher didn't wake me up until he finished cleaning the chalk board and such," she sighs and starts to devour her food.
I laugh, "So, the usual?"
"Oh, wait!" she says, suddenly slamming her fork down, "I need to talk to you about something!"
"What?" I ask.
"I need you to give me every detail about what happened when Austin sat next to you!"
I sigh, "Really Trish? Nothing exciting happened. He just came, said hi, and sat down."
"Popular boys don't just sit down next to nobodies every day!" She exclaims. Well that was nice of her to say.
"Thanks Trish," I say in an annoyed tone.
"Sorry, what I mean to say is, him sitting next to you is a big deal! He could have sat anywhere else, but he sat next to you!" She looks way overly excited about this.
"Oh, c'mon. Didn't I already tell you? He probably just thought he could copy my work if he sat next to me!"
I don't know why, but this whole conversation is really starting to annoy me.
"Maybe…or maybe not," she says with a wink.
I ask her to drop the topic and she quickly nods and continues eating. The rest of lunch is peaceful and silent, with a few quick glances over at Austin, of course.
At the end of the day, I go out and wait for my mom to pick me up. She's taking a while longer than usual, so I pull out my journal/songbook and start to write:
Lyrics ideas:
Well I've been treated like a valentine
That's been ripped apart and left behind.
I'm a fragile girl in a crazy, careless world. [1]
I was about to write when I hear a voice behind me,
"Pretty good lyrics," I turn around and see Austin peering over my shoulder. He reaches over to touch my book when I slam it shut and look him in the eye,
"Don't. Touch. My. Book!" I say more harshly than intended.
"Ooooh touchy! What, did you write about a crush in there?" he laughs. Is he making fun of me now?
"None of your business. You shouldn't be sneaking around reading people's journals!" I exclaim.
"Well what's the point of writing in it if no one's gonna read it?" He says as he snatches my book away and runs back inside the building.
"HEY!" I yell as I chase him down. When I get inside, I see no sign of him. Then I hear snickering in the closet. Now I have him…
I'm horrified by what I see when I open the door. Two people, I believe their names are Cailey and Nick, are making out in there. They return my look of horror and start begging me not tell certain people, but before they can hardly start, I slam the door shut and run away. I try to forget what I had just seen and continue to look for Austin.
I'm about to look in the gym when I'm suddenly lifted from the ground. I scream and kick for whoever it is (which I'm assuming it's Austin) that grabbed me. He finally puts me down on one of the bleachers in the gym. He smiles evilly at me for a moment before throwing my book at my face.
"What's your problem? How much did you read?" I question him.
"Don't worry, just a bunch of lyrics. You're good at writing them," he says flashing me a smile.
"Nothing embarrassing?" I ask.
He smirks, "Nope." He winks and walks away.
What's with this boy?
Yes, I combined the first and second chapter. This is probably going to be about the length my chapters will be. I will try to make each chapter longer and longer though. Plz review! I accept constructive criticism. Please no bad language.
God loves you!
[1] Lyrics from "My Paper Heart" by Francesca Battistelli.