A/N: Hey, I'm Nevaeh and this is my first story. I hope it doesn't get to confusing with so many characters but tell me if it does and I can see what I can do. I'll be updating once a week but that might get a bit out of whack during assessment block but I'll warn you beforehand. I hope you don't mind me putting this story in Austin and Ally archive, I decided to put it in here because (a) it was just going to be an Austin and Ally story till I change my mind (b) I can't figure out what 2 crossover's I'd put it in and (c) cause the first chapter is based on Austin and Ally. Anyway, thank you for checking out the story and I hope you like it enough to favourite/follow or review. Enjoy.

Chapter 1
Austin and Ally
Ally POV.

I sit by the window in my upstairs room, watching as the rain cleanses the windows, leaving trails in the dirt as they race to see who can reach the rose garden far below first. Behind me I can still hear the soft, even breaths of my slumbering friend as she retreats into her imagination, a place most often better than the world were forced to live in. Leaning my head back I spot the silver clock that is perch on our pale pink and white wall. 7:30, Dez and Austin should be up by now. Smiling at the thought, I slowly get off the comfy window seat and proceed next door through the old wooden door that connects our two rooms. We found the door a couple of years ago when the old Orphanage owner allowed us to redesign our room's. I should probably explain the whole Orphanage thing. Well Walt Disney's Orphanage for Troubled, Problematic and Traumatised Kids, is where, to put it simply, the messed up and unwanted kids go. I didn't always go here. After my parents were deemed unfit to care for me I was actually sent to a foster home where I gained an eating disorder. It messed with my grades and my health and soon I was ship off here. I'm much better now though, like most kids are once they come here but it will never be the same as living with my parents, especially since I can remember them, like most of the other teens. Dez is a lot like me, he knows who his parents are but there is no way he will see them again. They were killed in the same car crash that has left him scarred for life.

"Morning," I say, as I enter the room to find the two boy's cheerfully watching things on Dez's laptop.

"Ally, you have to watch this cat riding a horse. It is hilarious," Austin laughs as he beckons me over. From Austin's happy, enthusiastic attitude, you would never guess his parents were abusive. Rolling my eyes at the boy's attics I shake my head before heading over. Many pointless, yet funny video's later Trish, the first friend I made since I left my parents stumbles in.

"Morning Trish," Dez sings in his funny way getting the same annoyed reaction from Trish.

"Morning," she grumbles as she takes a seat on Austin's bed, screwing her face up as she picks up one of his dirty socks.

"Yuck, just Yuck," she states, causing me to laugh as Austin sent her one his classic grins. Trish has been at the Orphanage for the longest. She was found on the steps one morning with a note that told the old Orphanage owner everything she need to know. Trish was only a few days old.

"Anyway, who's up for breakfast?" Austin asks, already heading for the door. All yelling in agreement I follow my friends downstairs to the kitchen. The Orphanage is pretty big, being over 10 acres. The main building, which is the house, has 5 floors with bedrooms on the first 4 and all the other necessary rooms on the 1st. On the grounds we also have a library, sporting centre, indoor and outdoor, a pool and a massive garden. Skipping down the 6 staircases from the 3rd floor we laugh as we race towards the kitchen pushing at each other.

"Morning PJ," We all call as we take our seats at the dining table. PJ finished high school last year and is now attending culinary school but he still lives her with us and his family. He helps Jessie run the place.

"Morning guys," he calls from the kitchen where he happily goes about making pancakes, the Orphanages favourite.

"You need any help?" I ask as we pass the water around.

"Na," he says, flipping another pancake onto the plate beside him. "All good." Smiling a thanks I join in on the conversation about how we are going to spend our weekend.

"Ally, we have to finish writing that song!" Austin exclaims, banging his hands down on the table causing the plates, cups and cutlery to rattle.

"Calm down there Austin," PJ laugh's as he settles down a plate of pancakes.

"Sorry," he says with a guilty smile.

"Anyway, of course will finish the song," I say as the laughter dies down.

"Yes! And then I can film on this new camera," Dez declares, holding up the camera we had gotten him for his birthday. It is Dez's dream to become a director and he is always filming something and everything.

"Of course, you will," Trish deadpans, shoving another mouth full of pancake into her mouth.

"Hey," Dez frowns as they two get into another one of their arguments. Shaking my head I smile down at my food, still wondering how the two are friends. I mean we are all so different but yet we are all bond so well. If I think about that's how Orphanage works, we are all so different yet together we are family and in the end I really don't know what we would do without each other, because to each other, were the glue that keeps one another from falling apart.