Ally's POV

Sometimes happiness can be found when you least expect it. Like when you get a new boyfriend/girlfriend (well it'd be boyfriend in my case, I'm a girl). All you do is think about them, and you're on Cloud 9 until the guy dumps you for the popular girl and starts bullying you like he never knew you. Then you think why you ever liked him. Why you ever thought he'd be like the rest.

But that happened at my old school.

This is a new year at a new school with whole other different kids. This could be my one chance to actually fit in. At my old school I was known as "the freak" or "the bookworm" and even sometimes words like "nerd" or "geek".

My older sister and brother would always ask me if they could beat up the kid that called me those names. But if that happened, they be beating up almost the whole entire school.

Vanessa is my older sister. She's the middle child. She looks a lot like me, except her hair is black and at times straight. My hair is usually curly. But back to Vanessa, she always listens to everyone's problems and is nice to everyone she meets. She helps people out when they're in need. There is not a single flaw in her. I wish I could be more like her. She's almost 20, and she's holding down two jobs and plus she goes to college.

Then there's Elliot, the oldest of all the both of us. He has brown hair, like me, but he's nothing like me. I don't like him. Not anymore. Ever since mom and dad died he stopped caring about a lot of things. He doesn't talk to me and Vanessa that much anymore. Well he does, but not as much. When we eat dinner he asks us how school was (he doesn't go to school, he works two jobs like Vanessa) like mom and ad used to do. The thing with Elliot is that he thinks he's the boss of us. But he's not.

When I wake up, I smell pancakes and bacon and eggs. I have to say, Elliot does make the best meals. He cooks almost all of the meals for Vanessa and I. We know how to cook, but he always insists he can do it. I think he should go to cooking school and become a chef. Vanessa and I always ask him that, but he always says no. I don't understand him.

I check my phone and it's 6:00. I have to be at school by 7:00. And I don't want to be late on the first day. I quickly through on a tang-top and jeans and make my way into the kitchen.

"Morning pigeon," Elliot says, not even bothering to turn around.

I roll my eyes. He always called me that, and he always will. "Good morning." I grumble as I sit down next to Vanessa.

"Don't let him get to you," Vanessa said quietly. "He's just mad because last night he went on a date with some girl and she-"

"I can hear you! I told you not to tell her about that!" Elliot shouts.

"What?" I ask. "You think I cant handle it?" I challenge, standing up.

"She didn't like him because he was rude," Vanessa tells me, "and at the end of the night she poured orange juice on his head," she finishes.

I laugh. "Don't blame the girl," I mutter in my sisters ear, and she laughs too.

"What's so funny?" Elliot asks as he puts down our breakfast in front of us.

"Nothing, nothing..." we say at the same time.

Elliot sits down across from me.

"Thanks for the breakfast," Vanessa says, nodding to Elliot. Rather you like him or not, you had to respect him. But Vanessa does a better job at that then I do. She gets along with him better, and he actually treats her like a human instead of a doormat. Must be nice.

"No problem," Elliot grunts.

We just sit there in silence, and Elliot is the first to finish. "I gotta go to work," he says, putting his plate in the dishwasher. "Vanessa, it's your turn to do the dishes today. Ally, when you get home I want you to do the bathroom and your laundry." He slips on his coat. "Goodbye."

Then he left.

"No 'have a good first day'?" I ask, looking at Vanessa.

"It's Elliot. What do you expect?"

I say nothing. I knew deep down that my brother did love me, he just had a hard time showing me. Vaness always showed me how much she loved me. And I loved her. She was always positive and happy about things; she listened to me; she understood me. I love her boyfriend, Sean, too. She learned sigh language for him; he was deaf. I'm still learning but Vanessa is a master at it. Yeah, he's cute. I'D date him. But I wouldn't do that to my sister, and he loves her.

Vanessa does the dishes and puts them in the dishwasher. "I gotta go Ally-gator," she says, looking at her phone. "Have a good first day. You're gonna love Marino High, I promise." That's the last thing she says before she leaves.

Marino High. It wasn't what I was expecting. It was nicer than my old school, and way bigger.

The first day was a blur.

I don't remember much of it. I didn't have the slightest clue where I was going. But people were nice; most of them...

By the time lunch came along, I was debating where I was going to sit. I've always been awkward when it came to meeting new people. My words tend to get mixed up, and my palms start to sweat with embarrassment. I know I shouldn't care what others think, but I was insecure. I've been insecure for as long as I can remember.

I find my place in line and more people come behind me. I sigh and lean on the railing, stopping me from falling and somewhat keeps the line straight. "Woah," a deep voice says from my side.

"Hm?" I ask, slightly raising my head to see a boy. His hair is blond, and his eyes are hazel.

He's cute.

Really cute.

But I don't have a chance.

A boy like that deserves better. I'm sure he's dating someone.

"You," he answers, "woah...you're..."

I find myself blushing slightly. "Not to bad yourself, er..."

"Austin," he says. "Austin Moon." I've never heard such a flawless name. It just rolls off the tongue so easily. "You new here?" he asks.

"Yeah," I nod, feeling a loss of words.

"What's your name?" His eyes don't leave mine. He just looks at me like I'm the most important thing in his life.

"Ally Dawson," I say.

"Where are you from?"

We move up the line.

"Here," I answer, giving him a small smile. "I didn't move anywhere. At my old school I got bullied. This summer before my parents died, they enrolled me here."

"I'm sorry," he frowns, his eyes full of sympathy.

"Why?" I ask in confusion. Why would he be sorry?

"Your parents," he says gently.

I can't believe I told him that! "Now don't go telling your friends about mom and dad, it's family stuff!" I almost heard Elliot's voice in my head. I remember that day like it was yesterday. It was after mom and dad's funeral. When we got home, Elliot had completely lost it. He started smoking, and he's never stopped since then. "Oh, thank you," I say. "Just forget I even said anything."

"No problem," he smiles. I expected him to ask why. But he didn't, he just smiled that smile that seemed to light up the room.

Austin's POV

She was different.

I can tell.

I love the way her eyes twinkle no matter how dark it is.

I love the way her brown, curly hair falls perfectly on her shoulders.

I love how beautiful she is.

I love her. It may sound crazy to be in love with someone you barely know, but I felt it. The feeling was something I couldn't shake. It's scary. When I saw her standing there, so perfect, I knew I needed to know her. But I have no chance. How could someone like me get someone like her? Well, I can wait forever.

Ally's POV

When we get our lunch, Austin takes my hand. "You're gonna sit with me Alls," he says cheerfully, and I smile slightly. He stops. "Can I call you Alls?"

"Sure."

"Great!" We make our way to his table which has about seven people. "Everyone," he says, and they look up from their conversations. "This is Ally. She's new and a little shy. So she's gonna sit with us." Austin's friends waved to me in greeting.

Austin pulls out a chair for me. "Thanks," I whisper in his ear, and he smiles that smile again.

"Ally, this is my friend Dez, his girlfriend Carrie, her sister Piper, Trish, her boyfriend Jace, Dallas, and my sister Cassidy."

A lot of names. "Hi," I wave quietly.

I have a feeling things are going to be different here. And I think I'm going to like it.

When I get home, nobody is there. I decide to start on my laundry. Once it was put in the washer, I sit down on my bed and relax a little.

I begin to think about Austin. I want to see him outside out school. I gave him my number. "Hey pigeon," Elliot says, leaning against the door lazily. He looked beat, but oddly happy. Elliot worked at a car place where he fixes car engines. I don't know what it's called

"Hi Elli," I say.

"How was your first day?"

Should I tell him about Austin? "Good," I answer, once again thinking about the certain blond boy. Okay, okay, I guess you could say I have a little crush on him.

"Did you make friends?"

"Yeah."

"I'm glad. Since it's the first day of school, and I wasn't planning on cooking, wanna order pizza?"

"Sure!"

"Let's wait until Vaness get's home," he says.

So... This kinda appeared on my computer screen. I sorta like it but iI don't know. Feel free to leave a review!