UGG! I'm so mad! This is my second time writing this! *screams* Sorry a have a BIG temper. One- Okay never mind. I don't own Austin and Ally probably never will, okay on with the story! Shesh I typed that fast! Enjoy!
Austin's P.O.V
Truth.
It's what I'm told. But my Truth hurts. I wish I had a wonderful life. But wishing is for fools. Hi, my name Austin Monica Moon, I don't care, laugh at my name, I don't give a shit. My life, well, is hell. My only friend is Dez. Welcome to my fucked up life. My life is no Fairytale.
Right now, I'm getting ready for school, which isn't much because I'm homeless. I ran away. I put on my white shirt and my leather jacket, and my jeans with chains, and my red Converse (I don't own Converse).
When I walk into school, everyone backs up into the wall, because I'm the most scariest guy. I'm scary because I'm scared, I'm scared my mom won't make it. I'm scared of my dad. I feel like crying but that's not good for my sister to see. My sister is only 4. She disabled, when we were younger, um, I cant talk about it. Just then I bumped into someone. I just walked away, but then I heard, "You could say Sorry or Excuse me."
I turn around and see a brunette, "Now why would I do that?"
"Because. It's a polite thing to do. Don't your parents teach you that?" I'm really mad and sad, because 1, She mentioned my parents, and 2, Who says she can boss me around?!
"Oh let me guess? Your new?" She nods her head. "Well, people here, in this hell hole, don't talk about my parents, secondly, Just because you know me, doesn't mean you know my story. Ah! I know your type, tough in the outside, fragile in the inside, what made you fragile? A break up? Your parents? Or your scared of reality, because you know it could squish you like a grape and let you rot in hell." I say, a little harsh, but I have no one to impress.
"Listen you don't know me either. But I know your type, you try to make yourself scary, but your really scared, and let me guess, you live in a fancy home were you have servants and maids, don't you?" She says like she know everything, but she doesn't.
I scoff, "Yeah, right. Listen here Barbie Doll, your just like everyone else, YOU. DON'T. KNOW. ME. So, don't even try. I wont let you in."
"That's were your wrong, I always get my way."
"Not this time, bitch. Not this time." I say while going to my hide-out.
When I get to the rooftop a.k.a my 'hide-out' I get a call from the hospital, "Hey Jeannie." Jeannie is like a second mom, she takes care of my mom. My mum has cancer. "Listen, Aus-" I sigh. I know whats happening, I cut her off, "How much time?" "I'm sorry but 15-30 minutes." My heart breaks even more, "Can I talk to her?" "Yeah, sweetie, I'm sorry." "Thanks and its not your fault Jeannie."
(Austin/Austin's mum)
Hey Austin.
Her voice is weak. I'm breaking even more.
Hi mum. Please, tell me your okay?
Austin, I got me. I'm sorry. Austin I have to go. I love you and whatever dad says it's not true. You and Hannah are the best things that ever happened to me.
I start crying.
Please! No mom! Don't leave us! Don't leave me! Don't leave Hannah!
Austin, sweetie, calm down. I'm going to be in a better place. Love you and Hannah. Goodbye Austin.
Good bye mum.
The line went dead. I got out my razor/blade I haven't used in a month, and cut my wrist, I spelt out 'HELP'. Then went to English class, even though I'm 20 minutes late.
When I got there I got a glare from Mr. Foyer, and that brunette I argued with earlier, "Mr. Moon. *sigh* Just take a seat." Mr. Foyer says with a scowl. I sigh and sit next to Dez, who must've seen my cuts because he pasted my a note; Austin! Are you cutting?! Again!?. I write back; Yeah. Sorry man, you must be disappointed. But, my mom died, and I don't know how to tell Hannah.
We were interrupted my clearing his throat, "Mr. Fisher! Mr. Moon! Care to share what so important other than this lesson?!" Earning a giggle from that 'brunette'. I glare at her, and she sticks out her tongue. Great, now I gotta read my personal business to a whole class of strangers. "Dez start!" I whisper at him. "Fine." He mumbles, "Austin! Are you cutting?! Again?!" We hear gasps and murmurs, but the brunette was… smirking? "Yeah. Sorry man, you must be disappointed. But, my mum died, and I don't know how to tell Hannah." Now the brunette look, a little guilty and a little shocked. "Austin, do you want to go home or Mrs. Sanchez the therapist?" Mr. Foyer asks me. "Home, Mrs. Sanchez, make people who go there feel different." I say while walking out.
Ally's P.O.V (Short)
Hi I'm Ally Dawson! I just moved to Miami from New York. Anyways, now I feel bad for giving Austin (who's name I just found out) a hard time. A great, guilt is washing over, but one thing I am determined to do is figure Austin Moon out.
Austin's P.O.V
Once I got back from school, I went to me and Hannah's alley, which is basically our home. "Hannah?" "Hi Austy! Why are you home?"
"Listen, mommy, she's gone."
"Oh." All she says.
"Hey I'm going to go get lunch ok?"
All she does is nods. Well, she's in a wheel chair, I'll explain later.
A couple minutes later, I'm in Julia Grocery Store (If its real I don't own it.) I stuff food in my pockets, because they don't have camera's or those things were when you walk out it detects if you stole anything. I got oranges, bananas, and 2 bottles of chocolate milk. Then I walk out.
10 minutes later, I get home, "Hannah! I got oranges, bananas and chocolate milk!"
"Yay! Can I have my banana and chocolate milk please?" Hannah ask, man she is so cute, because she has blonde hair like me, the only difference is our eyes, I have hazel and she has brown.
"Yea sure, what do you want for dinner?" I ask her.
"Cookies! And chips!"
"Cookie, maybe. Chips, yes. And lets have um… oh! Some of that pasta they have in a container." I suggest.
"Yay! Look Aussy! My tooth is loose!" She shows me her left front bottom tooth.
"That's great! Maybe the tooth fairy will come!" I say with excitement, but right now I feel like crying. Crying because everyone hates me, because our mum died, and because our life is horrible.
"Hey Austy? Am I going to school next year?" Hannah asks with hopeful eyes. I really didn't know, because I go to school free because the principle wants me to 'learn', but I don't know if Hannah will.
"I don't know…." I trail off.
"Come on! Pwease Austy?" She says with puppy dog eyes.
"Hannah, listen. School isn't free, just because it is for me, doesn't mean your will to, and you'll be in a special class."
"Special? Cool!"
"Hannah, special class, i-it makes you feel different."
"Austy? Isn't it good to be different?"
I honestly didn't know because, I've never learned.
Good? Bad? Amazing? Horrible?
I don't own anything but the plot!
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