Bad Boy and Goody Goody Girl
Chapter One: The Outcast With An Attitude

Ally's POV

Beep-Beep-Beep!

My alarm clock rang, waking me from my slumber.

A whole other day of school. Welcome to my life. I am Ally Dawson. My father is Lester Dawson and my mother is Penny Dawson who lives in Africa doning some research on gorillas for her book. I'm also a musician, nerd and social outcast.

I sit up in bed, and look around the room. Same as I left it last night, with cloths strewn all over the floor. I am a tidy person but I had been doing a closet clean and wasn't entirely finished. Even if I didn't have that many cloths.

Slowly, I uncover myself; it's the only way I'll ever get out of bed. I walk around the room, and picked up a soft yellow coloured skirt. Next, I chose a light pink blouse. An ok outfit, acceptable. Hopefully no one will find something to comment on it.. I slipped on my chosen outfit, and headed downstairs. No time for breakfast, I grabbed a snack bar and headed out the door. The school bus was waiting at the bus stop, and I reluctantly clambered on.

Immediately the names and teasing started. But I didn't care. I was used to it. Me, Ally Dawson, has been living with this for years. More like ever since I started high school. I've learned to ignore it. Though it always presented a constant annoyance.

I sat down on the old leather chair and looked out the window, at the dark clouds and the slight drizzle of rain. I sighed and leant my head on the window.

I hated rainy days. It makes them feel like something bads going to happen! Now I literally have to walk around with a cloud over my head. The most I could do was add some music. So I plugged in my headphones, closed my eyes, and silently hummed along to the tune. I was in complete temporary bliss.

Well until I felt a tapping on my soldier.

"Hey Geek. What ya doing, studying?"

No, not THIS. I definitely don't need that jerk right now. Austin Moon.

Austin Moon was my complete and total nightmare. We've known each other since we were 6 years old. We actually used to be best buds. Well, that was until 6th grade. That's when he decided I wasn't cool enough for him;

Flash Back

"Hey Austin! Wanna play outside?" I had said jumping up and down.

"Nah, I'm kinda bored of you Geek," Austin had spat in my direction.

"Geek? That wasn't very nice to say Austin..." I had trailled of

"So? The truth can hurt sometimes. And I'm tired of playing with you.. Geek," He replied with.

"Oh my god Austin! I hate you! Why would you say something like that?!" I had shouted as tears had started to fall.

"Because I got waayy cooler friends than you," He had dragged the 'a' out in way impliying that I was a loser to him. He shoved me to the side and walked away. I fell onto the floor, and the tears fell freely. Austin never looked back. And that's when iIdecided that I officially hated Austin Moon.

End of Flashback

"No, I'm ignoring you," I said coldly.

"Ouch, why the harshness Geek?" He said smirking.

Luckily, that's when we arrived at school. I hastily got up, and climbed of the bus. I didn't have the patience to tolerate him. I had a big test today, and I didn't want anyone getting in my way of a perfect score.

I headed inside the school, and walked towards my locker. There, I found my best friend Trish. She was a short Latina with curly black hair. She'd taken over position as my best friend when Austin had acted so rudely. She made my life feel right again.

"So, anything happen on the bus?" She asked, leaning on the lockers next to mine.

"No, not really. Just boring old Austin,"

"Really? What'd he do? If he did anything, tell me! Ill set his pretty head straight!" Offered Trish. She, like me, had a big problem with Austin.. If not worse.

"Relax, relax. He was just annoying," I told her, opening my locker.

"Well, ok, but if anything happens, you know where I am," Trish said turning around and walking to her class.

The school bell rung, and I knew it was time for class. Biology. My least favorite subject. Well for today. It was the one with my big test. I picked up my stuff, and headed to class.

As I walked into the classroom, I saw Austin's mop of blonde hair.

I groaned quietly. I always seemed to forget that he was in every, and I mean every single class I had. Most girls would be overjoyed to be in my position. Everywhere I turned, there were girls who had major crushes on Austin. Even the small and the shy. I was one of the rare who didn't give a shit about him.

I walked forwards the front to find a seat, but to find that they had all been taken. The only seat left was next to the one and only, Austin Moon. Reluctantly, I dragged my legs and plumped my butt onto the plastic seat.

"Hey Geek, couldn't resist, could ya?" He whispered with a smirk.

"Oh yeah.. I really could not resist sitting to my favorite all time person," I answered sarcastically.

"I know you can't stay away Geek, you want some of this," he said making a circular hand motion to himself.

"Nope, not the case actually," I muttered.

"Oh, so you want some of that," he said snickering.

I immediately turned a bright red, "As if you have any Blondie," I said. But I slapped my hand over my mouth, realizing my mistake. His hazel eyes turned into slits as he stared hard at me.

"I'm going to make you regret that Dawson," he said threateningly, turning away.

Now I can actually focus on what the teacher was saying, though I knew it by heart anyways. The test taking rules. I have them drilled into my brain, to make sure I didn't break a single one of them. The teacher started handing out the tests, and I started as soon as I got mine. I bent down and concentrated at the problems before me.

Before I knew it, I was finished. It was a fairly easy test, no biggie. I already knew I had gotten a perfect score. I had been studying for weeks now. I knew my material by heart. I packed my stuff, and got up to leave. I hurried, because I knew Austin wouldn't drop his promise. He'd find a way to make my horrible life even more horrible.

I rushed through the hall. I finally reached my locker, safe and sound. I grabbed my lunch and headed to the cafeteria. I opened my lunch box and sighed. It was a P&B jelly sandwich. I had it everyday. As soon as I opened my mouth to take a bite, the sandwich was snatched out of my hands, and smeared onto my shirt. I turned around, and saw Austin, holding an open milk carton. Which he poured over my head, and walked away laughing like an evil which.

"Hey Dawson," he called. "You got a little something on your shirt!" He yelled.

Boy did I hate that Moon.

A/N: Wings of a Falcon wrote this I have just changed some grammer and punctuation that is all.