Tales of The Lonesome Ally Dawson.

Chapter 1: Dorkson.

Ally's P.O.V:

It's 6:30 in the morning on Monday. Another day, another heart-break. I, Allyson Marie Dawson, have to deal with my bully, who's name shall not be named, he makes fun of my tiny flaws. I mean, he has flaws too! I can name 3 right off the bat! His middle name is Monica… He's probably done it with about half of the girl school population (Half of the school is cute-popular chicks with no flaws, and the other half, is well me and the emos, geeks, and the socially-awkward. ) So he's practically done it with the half you can guess on! That's a flaw because doing it with half of the school gets around, so he'll probably never get a job, and never getting a job leads to my other flaw, he gets A LOT of suspension time, so yeah I don't get bullied AS MUCH, but his girlfriend Cassidy Williams does it for him… she doesn't get as much suspension time as he does, but she does, which means they don't get suspension time at the same time. Rumor is they have a schedule on when they PLAN to get suspended, so they won't get suspended at the same time! That's the story of their life, Just Dumb. OK, back to the topic, He has his school records all wacked up because of his suspension records, so he probably won't get a job. I know this because I'm in Office Aid, I help the Office, ( mostly the Principal, ) but the Principal, Ms. Jenkins, trusts me with paperwork and other peoples records, so I am qualified to look at them. How do I know all this information about Austin Monica Moon? No, I do not stalk him, as all the 'Populars' think I do, but really, I was his BEST friend in 5th grade, It all stopped at 7th grade, THAT I'll catch up to later.

Time to go to school. Getting ready is probably the most plain thing I do. Here it goes, My morning routine. Get up, Take a 5 minute shower, get Dressed into these types of clothing : A white button-up shirt with a black skirt, not too long nor' too short, just the right length, shirt MUST be tucked in at all times, a red tie and my hair held up in a pony tail. And on occasions I wear it down with a red hair band in it. Then my contacts go in. They're not colored contacts because I like to keep things legit. Now for the easier part of the routine, Eat breakfast, put my songbook in my Purple Jansport bookbag, then meet Trish at the park, (Mental Note to Self : Avoid Austin Moon at all time while walking to meet Trish ) The park is a good 15 minute walk from my house, and from the park a good 3 minute walk to the school so we'd be there at approximately 18 minutes or so.

Today I wasn't so lucky with my timing. I finished everything in like… 30 minutes.. so I started walking at 7:00… when Austin Moon stepped out of his next-to-my-house house. And the Bullying Starts..

"Hey Dorkson!" I just ignore him

"Dorkson! I'm talking to you! Girls would DIE to talk to me!" I couldn't ignore him, so I spoke…

"First of All, its Dawson, not Dorkson. Second of all, they couldn't talk if they were dead!"

"They would become Zombies, just to talk to me." Just then 2 girls bombarded him with kisses, mostly on the cheek but one girl got lucky and kissed him on the lips. They were populars so it was alright with him, but if I did that (Which I never will, and never want to,) he would push me off then yell 'EWWWWW DORKSON! WHAT THE HECK!' Those exact words, I assure you. I run to the park now, just so he can't see or say anything more to me, crossing the street, not noticing the gleaming red hand on the other side, only noticing when a car comes hurling towards me in rapid speed being hit. Only to glance at the red hand once, to see it change rapidly to a white walk signal, then… the rest is a blur, only once hearing someone yell "ALLY!" then "DAWSON!" Two different fading voices. Who would want to help 'Dorkson?'