How To Change a Bad Boy
By: Janzelle
Chapter: 1
How To Break The Ice
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Hey everyone, I decided I wanted to write another Austin and Ally story! I just got so into this idea I couldn't help myself ^.^ (Sorry LR readers!)
-I just want you to know that Austin is still the loveable Austin we know somewhere deep down; Ally just has to find it!
Enjoy
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(Ally's POV)
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Dear Diary, Wednesday
Austin Moon would have to be the only guy in this school that completely and utterly disgusts me. He is such an ignorant and rude boy and just happens to be in ALL of MY classes (Seriously, fate hates me).
Everyday, he sits in the far back of the class and either texts on his phone, sending those horrible frequencies to bounce around the room and annoy my ears, or sleeps. Occasionally he would talk to, what seems to be his only friend, Dez.
I just don't get it. Why come to school if you are not going to listen to the teacher or learn? It just frustrates me a little. Another thing that frustrates me about this boy is how he's captured the hearts of EVERY girl in High School, excluding me (thankfully), and even some Middle School girls. It annoys me when they giggle and whisper about how hot he is or how mysterious his eyes are or even how much of a bad boy he is. How foolish is that? How are you happy he is a bad boy?
Well, I don't get it and I would really like to change his views about school and the way he views the world. School is such a magical and educational place! But, I mean, I know I shouldn't meddle in someone else's business-
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"Yeah, you really shouldn't." a low voice warned.
I felt a single weight lift off my shoulder, suddenly realizing that there was one in the first place. Someone was resting their chin on my shoulder, looking at my book!
'I hate it when I lose myself in my thoughts! So unaware of everything around me… including this guy.'
I turned to face the only person still in the room, Austin Moon, gasping at his presence. I finally noticed that my last class, Independent Studies, was over and school was out. I kind of hoped he did not see what I wrote. Then again, he did tell me I shouldn't meddle…
"Stay out of my life like everyone else. I don't need your pale nose sticking into my business, especially since I disgust you." Austin warned, again; this time spitting venom in every word he laid out.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to for you to see that. I usually don't write horrible things about people! I really don't. I just write what's on my mind, and you were there and I just, I'm sorry!" I rambled on, stuttering on a few words and picking at my light pink nail polish.
I really hate being put on the spot, especially with people I do NOT know.
"For a quiet girl who sits in the front of class, you sure talk a lot." he pointed out before completely leaving me alone in the classroom. But, I sure did not miss the curious glance towards my book before he turned around.
I took a deep breath, my heart finally slowing down after the pressure, aka Austin, left. I wiped away an imaginary bead of sweat from my forehead before gathering my things and walking towards the designated area where I am supposed to meet Trish. I really wish she was in my last class.
Walking around the corner to Trish's locker, I spotted two figures I did not expect to be there at all.
'Oh, there is no way I am running into him again. It is already embarrassing that he read my diary over my shoulder!'
I hid behind a locker and eavesdropped in. Apparently, Trish was bickering with Austin's friend, Dez, and Austin, well, he was leaning against Trish's locker, texting away on his phone. I heard the words 'Freckles', 'Billboard Brow', and 'Carrot Top' constantly yelled back and forth. I couldn't help it; I hate it when people fight. I had to jump in, even if it means running into Austin again.
"Will you two please stop fighting?" I asked nicely, coming up from behind Trish, "Now, I know there is a more peaceful way you can settle this… whatever you were fighting about."
Dez jumped from my sudden appearance, "Where did she come from? Are you a ghost?" he eyed me and poked my arm.
"No, you fish-face, she's not a ghost. This obviously proves he doesn't have a brain." Trish pointed out and nodded her head abruptly.
"She was eavesdropping from that corner over there." Austin finally spoke up, not looking up from his phone, "Wow, an eavesdropper and you criticize people in your journal-thing. Heh, a real keeper you are."
I could feel my face burning red from his insults and snickers of passing people.
'I can't stand him. He thinks he knows everything about me! What can he know? We never talked to each other before and we are definitely not friends.'
"Well, at least I'm not a brainless baboon who doesn't know a single thing about respect and courtesy because he's too busy texting people that could care less about him! At least I don't look at people's diaries without permission! You do know that's an invasion of privacy!" I shouted, breathing heavily and earning many stares in the hallway. I could feel the hair on my back stand up from all the attention I brought to myself.
Now he decides to finally look up from his phone to glare darkly into my eyes. I felt my breath hitch and turn raspy in seconds. My mouth go dry under his vicious stare. Oh, I really did it this time. I have never been so scared in my life.
Snap!
I felt something fly right past my head and turned around to see what it was. Two halves of Austin Moon's expensive phone slid down the wall behind me. I stared wide-eyed at the broken electronic device.
He shoved his hands into his skinny jeans pockets and harshly pushed past me. I fell to my butt from the impact.
"You really shouldn't have done that… Austin, wait up buddy!" Dez hollered after him, leaving Trish and I in the dust.
'What did I just do?'
"Wow Ally, I must be rubbing off on you." Trish complemented, however, that did not make me feel any better.
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I walked into my first class, Geometry, the next day with a positive mood. I was not going to let my dispute with Austin wreck my day. I sat in the front of the class like I always do everyday and Trish sat on the left of me.
We started talking about her latest job at the Munchy Mart until someone sat on the other side of me. Trish pointed to the guy, wide-eyed and I turned to greet the person with a smile and a 'Good Morning'. My mother always said that a smile can brighten anyone's day. Well, too bad, since my smile just left the building.
"Good- oh no." I said, jaw tensing and my voice changing into a low whisper.
Why was Austin Moon sitting in the seat directly to the right of me? Oh, I am in for it now.
"What's wrong with your face?" he smirked, "If your eyes bulge out anymore, they'll be rolling on your desk."
"Wh-why are you sitting here? Don't you usually take your seat in the back of class?" my voice was shaking not only because of his sudden presence, but also because of the countless stares I was receiving by the fan girls AND curious boys of the class. Oh, how I hated the spotlight.
"Because I'm a brainless boy who invades privacy and needs to raise my D minus average."
"Sitting in the front of the class doesn't magically raise your grade." I answered all matter-of-factly. You need to actually pay attention to the teacher and take notes.
"I know, but sitting next to the straight 'A' student will." he smirked and placed his hands behind his head, "What is this class again? Gee-trim-a-tree?"
"Oh boy…" I muttered under my breath, though it didn't go unnoticed since Austin laughed. I mean it was an actual genuine laugh and it was… kind of … nice.
Several minutes passed and the class finally focused on something other than Austin and I. I felt as if I could breath happily again, taking notes for future reference.
"So, by using the vertical angles theorem, you can find that angles' 2 and 3 are congruent. With this information…" the teacher continued in a drawl and I wrote everything he said down. It was important.
I glanced over at Austin to see his eyebrows raised and mouth hung open. It was funny and surprising to see him without that permanent scowl plastered over his face.
My guess was that he didn't understand a word our math teacher was spitting out. He whispered something unreadable to Dez who just shrugged in response and went back to… whatever he was doing with that cotton ball. I had a feeling I knew exactly what Austin was going to do next…
Whap!
"Ouch!" I hissed quietly and rubbed my arm.
'Why did he have to hit me? He didn't hit Dez!'
You know, if he really wanted to get my attention, he could have just called my name. People have them for a reason.
"Suck it up, I didn't even hit you that hard," Austin hissed back before shaking his head, "Ah, never mind that, what the hell is this guy saying? When did math have letters in it?" I winced at his use of bad language.
"First of all, they are called variables. Second of all, every math HAS variables. And third of all, how did you make it to this math level?" I questioned sarcastically and Austin narrowed his eyes at me.
"Just answer my question. Why is that so hard?" he retorted and I gave him a look that read: Really?
Okay, so the boy that threw his phone in my direction wants me to help him in math, most likely to prove to me that he is not as brainless as he makes out to be? Yeah, it sounds crazy no matter how I think it.
We continued to argue, forgetting the fact that we were not alone, and did not notice the teacher facing our desks.
"Will the old, married couple in front take their mindless bickering to the principal's office? I am very disappointed in you Ms. Dawson and Austin, you know the drill." our strict math teacher's voice boomed through the classroom.
Austin shrugged. I blushed at the thought of us looking like a couple and looked down. That would never happen. This boy drives me insane and makes me act mean to him. I do not like feeling that way.
We gathered our things and walked out the door, me quicker than Austin to avoid more stares.
"Why are you walking so fast? It's not like he said when we needed to get there." Austin said, walking even slower than before.
'Ugh, this boy.'
"The teacher told us to report to the office, so I am going there with or without you. I am going to respect our teacher's wishes."
"So, if that old, bubble belly told you to go jump off a cliff-"
"Stop questioning authority and just hurry up!" I snapped at him and walked faster, bumping into someone in the process.
I rubbed my nose and was about to yell at them, but froze when I realized who it was.
'Do you see what Austin does? He made me angry again that I was about to take it out on this poor person.'
"D-Dallas! Oh, I'm so sorry for bumping into you! It was ALL my fault!" I apologized, pushing a stray hair behind my ear and smiling up at him.
"Ally, is it? It was no problem." he flashed one of his signature smiles and flipped his hair, melting my heart in the process.
"So… did you watch the news yesterday? Crazy story, huh?" I asked, my voice shaking higher.
"What story?"
I froze once again and started laugh uncontrollably. What am I doing?
"You're so funny!" I said, almost in a yell. Dallas raised his eyebrow and smiled uneasily.
"Uh, yeah, I'll… see you around." was the last thing he said before he left.
'That was so horrible! I'll bet he thinks I'm crazy!' I face-palmed my forehead and sighed, finally able to stop laughing so weird-like.
"So you like him, huh?" Austin said, making me jump. I totally forgot he was there. Great, all I did was add more fuel to the 'Fire of Austin'.
"What?" I questioned, extending the 'a' sound, and uneasily chuckled.
"Eh, he's way out of your league. I'm pretty sure he's not into goody-two-shoes school girls." Austin said and I slapped his arm and glared in his direction.
He laughed that genuine laugh again, making me feel just a tad bit more comfortable around him. It's as if every time he laughs, the icy glacier between us breaks a bit more.
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Well, that was chapter 1! Hope you liked it!
I know Austin seems a little bit standoffish, but do not worry, Ally to the rescue!
-How did you like the first chapter?
LR means Last Resort… thought I should mention that…
Review!
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Someone told me this joke the other day and I thought it was pretty funny:
- My mother-in-law fell down a wishing well and I was amazed. I never knew they worked.
(^w^)
