Austin's POV
I grabbed my history book out of my locker, slammed it shut, and put the lock back on. On the way to history, a certain
brunett caught my eye. She was short, thin, quite beautiful, and crazy talented. It was none other than my best friend, Ally
Dawson. She saw me and gave a me her signature smile, which is adorable, might I add. She started over to me. I, inwardly
smiled to myself, while smiling at her. Okay, I should admit that I have a huge crush on her.
"Hey, Austin," she greeted brightly.
"Hey, Ally," I replied, happily.
"You ready for history?" she asked.
"I guess," I chuckled, rolling my eyes.
It also doesn't help anything, that she's in all of my classes.
"Let's go," she giggled.
"Yes, Mom," I countered, laughing. She nudged me, and we walked to history.
When we walked in, we sat beside each other. A minute later, the teacher walked in. She started telling us to turn to page
whatever, and we were going to learn about the something revolution. I zoned her out, thinking about Ally. And staring, a
little. In, what seemed like 10 minutes, the bell rang for the next period. Wow, was I really zoned out that long. We got up,
and I walked Ally to her locker.
"I'll be back in 3, so we can walk to french," I said.
"Okay," she singsonged.
I rushed to my lock and got my french book. I darted back over to Ally. She closed her locker, and looked at me directly in the
eyes.
"Liar," she said, with a strait face.
"What?" I asked, concerned.
"You're a liar," she stated, bluntly.
"And how so?" I questioned.
"You said you'd be back in 3 minutes. It took you 3 1/2 minutes," she giggled.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I'll make sure to be on time next time," I promised.
"Good," she smiled.
We walked into french. I took a seat next to Ally, and looked at the board. Oh great, we have a quiz today.
"Ugh!" Ally groaned.
"What?" I asked.
"I forgot about the quiz. I didn't study," she complained.
"Me either," I told her, kinda' worried. "I'm sure you'll do fine,"
"I hope so," she said, nervously.
Mrs. Tre', the teacher, walked in and passed out the quiz.
"Begin," she commanded.
Everyone picked up their pencil's. Thank God! It's multiple choice. I hurried through the quiz. Surprisingly, I knew most of
the answers. I turned it in, and started daydreaming.
*There's a room full of people, all in tuxes, or dresses. I walk in, all eyes on me. Everyone starts to make a path for me. At
the end, I see a girl. Her back to me. I walk up to her, and turn her around. It's Ally, and she looks beautiful. Like more
beautiful than usual. She has on a strapless, white dress, that has a flowing skirt and comes down to her ancles, and sparkles
on the top half of the dress. Her hair is strait, with her blond tips wavy. Only the smalles traces of make-up on her face. She
looks absolutly stunning. I take her hand, and take her out to the middle of the dance floor. They play 'Words' by Doves.
We dance, and as the end of the song approaches, we lean in. Our lips are millimeters apart-*
The bell rings for third period. I jump, scaredly broken out of my day dream.
"So, how do you think you did?" Ally asked, as we pick up our bags.
"I think I alteast got a B," I responded. "You?"
"I'm 99.9% sure I passed," she replied.
"Good," We walked out of the room, and Ally's eyes went big. She ran over to the bulietin, across the hall. I followed her, in
persuit.
"Do you see this?" she asked, excitedly.
"See what?" I questioned, srunching my face.
"This!" she screeched, ripping a poser off, and holding in up to my face. I took the paper, and saw it was an advertisement for
Homecoming.
"Cool!" I cheered, thinking it was my chance to ask Ally out.
"Yeah!" she yelled, enthused. The warning bell rang.
"We better get going," I stated.
"Yeah," she fake pouted, and we walked to our next class.
The rest of the day passed. I ran home. I couldn't wait. I had to get home, to plan how I was going to ask Ally to Homecoming.

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