Wishin' I was 18

by ADayWithoutSmilingIsADayWasted

High school has always been hard for Ally. Bullying, embarrassments and mean teachers. She thought this year was going to be yet another one filled with torture. But what happens when she spills coffee on a certain blonde boy? And what happens when this certain blonde boy is also her music teacher? This is a story based on x-StayRossome-x idea which we collaborated on! Enjoy!

1. Chapter 1

Hey everybody! So, this is a new story and I wish I could say it was my brilliant mind that came up with the idea but that's not true…:D It was x-StayRossome-x who came up with it! So we agreed, one chapter I will write it and the other one: her! So yeah…here is the masterpiece that appeared when we collaborated! :D Enjoy&Review!

~Ally's P.O.V~

I walked through the crowded corridors, trying to avoid everyone's gazes. I was always the odd one out, the girl nobody talked to. I had to suffer all those things just because I was "smart".
I didn't understand why people had to torture me just because I got good grades of because I only liked music and stuff like that. What happened to "everybody has their own opinions"?

I was thinking all those happy thoughts while I walked to first period: music class. My only favourite place in the whole entire school I like to call prison.

I didn't pay too much attention and, by accident I bumped into somebody, spilling their coffee. I gasped.

"I am so sorry! – I told the person. I lifted my eyes only to meet his- a perfect hazel colour. – Uhh, yeah! I'm sorry! I wasn't paying any attention and…

The boy laughed and patted my back- a very nice way to tell me to shut up.

"Hey, it's fine, don't worry! It happens to a lot of people! I will go change and maybe I will see you soon!

I was still startled when he walked out. A boy, a handsome one at that, had talked to me! Me! The dorky Ally Dawson.

He looked very attractive but also slightly older. I was confused by his words. "I will go change!" Why did he have spare clothes in school?

I freed my head of all thoughts as I sat at the very back- my usual place. I had a window to my left so I could admire the view. Today though, time seemed to pass quicker, since the moment I sat down, all the kids walked in along with the principal.

"Ok, quite down kids! – She said. The woman was quite young, with beautiful blonde hair and hazel eyes. "Just like that boy" I thought to myself- Today, you will have a new music teacher. He is my son and his name is Austin Moon.

As if on cue, the boy I had spilled coffee over walked in.

"Ah, here he is! Everybody, this is Austin and he will be your new teacher this year!

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