Summary: This whole thing was a game. It had to be. There was no way the Alpha Male would be with scholarship new girl. She was just ordinary Ally Dawson. "I have a feeling we were supposed to end up this way."

Rating: T

Pairings: Friendship… and you know Dez/Trish & Ally/Austin

Warning: *flashbacks (in italics), 'suggested themes' (sometimes), and swearing.

A/N: Now I never done an A & A story but I'm really looking forward to this. So some plot clear ups yes?

Everyone is 17 years old and they all attend a boarding school in New York. Trish, Dez, and Austin know each other from childhood and Ally comes get involved with them all in different ways. Don't forget to leave a review about your thoughts on the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Austin & Ally. No matter how bad I want it.

Introduction

She lets out a shaky gasp as the reach closer to their destination. She was nearly hyperventilating and she was willing herself not to have a panic attack when she was this close.

Easton Academy. School for the gifted.

Ally had nearly fainted when she heard she had gotten a scholarship to one of the most prestigious schools in the country. How had she, Ally Dawson, managed to do that?

She was simple, plain and ordinary. Brown hair and brown eyes with a small figure. Nothing special at all.

But apparently Easton disagreed, because she was on her way there.

To say she was nervous would be an understatement. Not only because she was going to one of the most respected schools in the world, but … what would the students there think of her?

Ally wasn't like the them. Not only was she plain, she was an outsider.

The students of Easton were rich, beautiful, powerful. They would be okay no matter what happened to them.

But Ally? She needed this scholarship. Without it, she was nothing, just another poor little orphan whose older brother had been stuck with the burden to take care of her.

So imagine her shock when she heard she had been offered a scholarship to Easton.

Ally didn't fit in with them. She felt as if she was looking at an extravagant party through a glass window. Wanting, but not touching.

But she was here. For some crazy reason, she was here at Easton Academy. And she'll be damned if she passed up the opportunity.

The car soon came up to two black iron gates. The sign read 'Easton Academy'. The gates opened quickly enough and the car drove through. Ally couldn't help but be enchanted by the thick forests of green and the overall… elegance of the place. She let out a dreamy sigh and returned to looking out the window.

The car soon halted to a stop and Ally couldn't help but let out a shaky gasp.

It looked like a damn palace. The architecture, the quad, the overall lushness of the scenery.

Easton was damn breathtaking. And she would be spending the next year here. Ally suppressed herself from letting out a squeal. This was too good to be true.

The driver opened her door, and Ally tried her best to be graceful as she stepped out of the car. Of course, being Ally she couldn't do that and ended up tripping over her own feet. The elderly man quickly caught her and she couldn't help but blush and mutter a small thank you. She just got here and she was already making a fool out of herself. Smooth Ally.

He smiled and closed her door for her. He then went to retrieve her bags from the trunk, while she stood admiring the beauty of the school. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a group of students her age making their way across the quad.

Ally could easily distinguish them as the 'cool group'. The type of people that everyone was envious of and everyone wanted to be.

They were a big group, all carrying themselves with a type of confidence she would never have, but two of them stood out to her the most.

Queen Bee and Alpha Male.

Little Miss Popular was pretty. No. Make that stunning. She had auburn hair and green cat-like eyes. She was tall and her skin was a pale ivory with a tint of beige. She walked like a model, and her gaze was fearless. She was talking to another girl, a petite white blonde with angelic cerulean blue eyes. They were talking, and the queen smirked and simply shook her head.

But he was gorgeous. Mr. Alpha Male was simply . . . god-like. His light whitish gold hair was styled in a sexily shaggy manner, and his eyes were the warmest and lightest golden brown she had ever seen. He was tall, seeming to be a little over six foot and he had a muscular frame. But Ally couldn't help notice that his friends were all chattering and laughing, but his mind to be anywhere else but here. It was as if he were a million light years away.

She sighed and turned back towards the car. She would never be one of them, why bother wishing for something she would never get?

She turned her head slightly only to be met with the sight of a young man making his way towards her. His smile seemed genuine and his eyes were kind. He held a hand out towards Ally, "You must be Allyson Dawson, our new student."

Ally gave a smile and took his hand, giving it a firm shake. "I am. It's a pleasure to meet you."

He dropped his hand and gave her a bigger smile. "Well it's nice to meet you Allyson. My name is Dean Jaspers. Let's give you a tour around campus."

Ally simply nodded and made a move to grab her bags before Dean Jaspers interrupted again, "Oh don't worry about your bags. We'll have someone get them and transfer them to your new dorm."

Ally nodded and followed him, eyes widening as they made their way through campus.

Jesus Christ.

"Well that is it. Any questions?" He asked as their tour ended. Ally and Dean Jaspers were now entering his office, getting her schedule and dorm assignment.

The cafeteria, the gym, track, garden, library, recreational center, the whole thing was so damn big she felt as if she would need a map.

Ally shook her head no, as she sat down in the chair in front of his desk. "No sir."

"Well that's good." His expression suddenly turned serious, something that didn't fit on his youthful face. "Now Allyson, we have a few rules here."

"Of course."

"Rule one: No boys in the girls' dorms or vice versa. Rule two: Be nice to your classmates. And rule three: No fighting. Think you can handle those three basic rules?"

"Yes sir."

His serious expression vanished, a soft smile replacing it instead, "I'm sure you will Allyson.I'm sure that as soon as you make some friends, you'll feel right at home."

Ally gave a soft smile in return, "Thank you sir."

"Of course. If you have any question feel free to talk to me. Now here is your schedule and room assignment, along with the key. Looks like you will be in Haddix Hall. I'll have a fellow student show you the way." Dean Jaspers said, while giving her a few papers and a room key.

Ally grasped them and stood, giving him a smile, "Thank you sir." He muttered a 'you're welcome' before going back to some files on his desk.

Ally opened the door and was just about to step out before, "And Miss Dawson?"

"Yes?"

Dean Jaspers gave her a smile, "Welcome to the next to two years of your life."