Grow Up

Description: Austin and Ally were best friends for five years of their childhood. Until Austin moved in the sixth grade... They made a promise that when Austin or Ally has no girlfriend or boyfriend in high school, they would automatically be together... Will they survive?

Hi there! I'm Karenlol, for those who are new to my fanfiction account. I'm a girl who has adventures everyday, writing these stories are my life. For those of you who do know me, I'm in high school, I love you guys. You guys are the ultimate reason I keep writing these stories. I couldn't have done this without you guys. Thank you so much for the support and laughter. Thank you.

Instagram-sachiko_shinozaki78theboss.

Ally woke up, having an automatic bad hair day. She yawned and stretched. "Allyson Dawson." she yawned and raised her hand quietly for roll. The teacher marked her and went on. Ally didn't like school nowadays, but when she was younger, oh boy, did she love it. She lived in Colorado, in South-Dallas High, while Austin was in God-knows-where, in a private school.

They had no personal contact of each other, nor the use of email. It was in the middle of January, a cold winter day. "Hey Matt." she smiled at the egotistic, brown-haired boy as she walked past him.

Every day was basically nothing to Ally without Austin. She loved being around him, playing, laughing, smiling, and living. She lived with her mom in a small settling with two youngsters. Her dad divorced from the family because her mom had recently found out that he was killing two birds with one stone (A/N: that basically means that her dad was cheating on her mom).

"Hey, sis, could you pass the mashed potatoes?" Her brother called out, mouth stuffed with food. "Eww, that's gross." Her sister commented, with a tomato sauce mustache tattooed on her face. "Here." Ally scooped up a bunch of mashed potatoes and put on her brother's plate. She then, using a napkin, wiped the red nastiness off of her sister's face. For the rest of dinner, Ally said nothing and played with her spaghetti until it was time to go to bed. Ally had a difficult life. Her best friend moved away, her father left, she was depressed... She had a vision disorder. She went online to the one place where her real life is. She currently has three hundred and four online friends, understanding her.

She went into a chatroom with four boys who she doesn't happen to know.

RedAwesomeness entered the chatroom.

MavisDavis: Ohmygerd... Is u a boi?

XxDAYUM: Dammmmmn thts colddd D.

MavisDavis: xDDDD Hello. I don't speak es Espanol. Annoying af... Wtf.. My cat jumped on me. Full wisdom porn! LEL. -.-

BBQ: STAPH. You're hurting mah damnnnn ears.

RedAwesomeness: Do you know each other IRL?

BBQ, XxDAYUM, MavisDavis: Yus.

Grief: Idk you guys. And Red, I feel like you're a girl.

RedAwesomeness: Yes, I am a girl.

Grief: Coolz.

BBQ: -pukes-

MavisDavis: LOLLOLOLO.

BBQ: DAFUQ YOU DON'T LAG AT THE AWESOME BBQ KING! HOW dare you.

MavisDavis: lollolol. I just did. Laugh*

BBQ: I don't fucken care.

Grief: nvm those guys, Red. They're always like dat.

BBQ: O_o ...

XxDAYUM: ... Ooh this is awkward... O.o bye guys.

XxDAYUM has left the chat.

BBQ has left the chat.

MavisDavis: Wait!

MavisDavis has left the chat.

RedAwesomeness: Well, what do you wanna do?

Grief: ... Huh? Sorry, I was helping my mom.

RedAwesomeness: How are ya?

Grief has sent a friend request.

Ally didn't know what to do, she logged off immediately. Her heart was beating faster than usual, possibly because this person, Grief, sent her a friend request. She decided it was time to sleep, she went into the bed as soon as possible. "Ally, Ally, are you okay?" Ally woke up on the couch. "Where am I?" she asked quietly, studying the location. "You fainted. You probably didn't eat much..." her brother handed her a carrot. "Thanks Potato Head." Ally joked. Her brother smiled, and went to the kitchen to help clean the dishes.

She quietly munched on the carrot.

"I'm heading upstairs!" she spoke. "Okay, night!" her sister replied.

Ally creaked up the stairs to the bathroom. She quickly brushed her teeth and took a shower. In her bedroom, her pictures were aligned nicely above her bookshelf. Her shoe closet alone, had fifty six lovely pairs.

Beside her lampshade was a scrapbook of her pictures with Austin, which she had treasured deeply. She laid upon her pillow, quietly and softly closed her eyes.

Ally is sitting next to the piano, resting. "Hey hey, Ally. You wanna go to the umm, movies?" Austin spoke, coming in. "Austin, tell me if this sounds right." she grabbed her nifty songbook and read a line from one of her recurring songs. "Um," she cleared her throat. "I know you're never gonna wake up, I gotta give up. But it's you, you, you. I know I should've never called back or let you come back, but it's you, you, you." she sang. "... It's awesome!" Austin replied. "Then why'd you pause?" Ally smiled nervously. "What? No reason." he shrugged. "N-Never mind." she hugged him. "Whoa, why the sudden regress?" he released from the hug. "No reason." she replied.

Ally woke up, shocked by the alarm clock that had been programmed to wake her up at 10:00 in the morning. "Shit!" Ally was startled by her sister. "Rebecca, you scared me!" Ally jumped. "Aww, you said the 'S' word! I'm telling mom!" Rebecca ran out of the room. Ally sighed, getting out of bed. She chose her apparel carefully, picking a pink tanktop, a white leather jacket, jeans, and some uugs. She ran down the stairs and out of the house. Just in time, Ally made it to school.

"Minecraft is so much better than your average, poorly-scripted Roblox." Behind her were nerds that were arguing about games. She rolled her eyes before slumping down in her seat. She had literally no time for non-biblogical nonsense like that.

Ally went to Starbucks after school for a little 'Ally' time. She drank her coffee while looking at her homework.

Ally went to throw her cup into the garbage, but she saw a blonde haired boy surrounded by lots of people. "... And she was like 'Oh my gosh, Austin! Stop it!'" the crowd roared with laughter. Ally tried to make a hole through the people. She fell down next to Austin. "Oh, I'm sorry." Austin gave her a hand. Ally got up and removed the strand of hair in her mouth. "I should've kept on walking." Ally muttered. "Sorry, I know who you are." Ally smiled. "Oh," Austin smirked. "You do?" he asked, crossing his arms. "Yeah," Ally paused for a moment. "You're my friend." she secretly smiled to herself.

"Hehe, sorry boo, I don't know you." Austin and the crowd laughed. Ally studied his eyes. Austin then went inside with his friends after vividly embracing the fact that he just embarrassed Ally.

Ally was left outside, dumbstruck. I wanted to think that I was in a dream, but I'm not. Austin was so different, I just couldn't process it. I just couldn't. I'm sorry. I'm okay. thought Ally. Ally went home, didn't say anything. She dramatically flopped onto her bed, face first. She laid on the bed, scrolling through the scrapbook of her and Austin.

She pulled down her hair. Ally couldn't comprehend Austin's behavior, being a girl and all.

Ally's phone suddenly rang, and she flopped out off of her bed, groaned, and picked the phone up.

Call from:

130-226-5790

Accept or Decline?

"H-Hello? Who is this?" Ally picked up the phone. There was a man on the other side, but he didn't respond. He kept breathing into the phone. "H-H-Hello?" Ally got frightened.

"..." The mysterious man breathed deeply into the phone. Ally, in a rush, hung up and dropped the phone on the bed.

"Freaking pedophiles..." Ally muttered and got a piece of hair out of her mouth. For the rest of the day, Ally kept on wondering who that phone call was from. Maybe it was from her dad.. Or maybe, a complete stranger.

But she couldn't stop thinking up possibilities.

She couldn't stop thinking about the phone call and how she got frightened. She laid on her pillow and cuddled in her blanket like a kid, afraid of a little scary movie. She just couldn't handle it. It all just happened like *that*.

After a while, she decided to shrug it off and head to sleep.

In the morning, she walked to school. Ally noticed a mysterious and ominous van stalking her, and she ran as fast she could. Breathlessly, she entered the classroom before the bell rang.

"Ally, pick a partner for the Cornfield Contest. You can pick two or three partners. Make sure you've grown a healthy corn crop for the contest. Your group will be evaluated on the crop and you get whatever grade I give your group. Make sure you fill out the following forms and make sure that you submit the corn for the contest. Deadline is the second of October. Good luck." her speciality teacher gave her the forms and the project objective.

Ally read the papers. Oh my dear god. How am I supposed to do all of this in three weeks?! Or less?! thought Ally.

"Hello Ally. Can you do this project for the school newspaper? I need this turned in by the fifth of October. If you need, you can come by during lunch, I could help you. The deadline is, of course, the tenth of October. Email it to me or send me it in mail form. Good luck, Als." Ally's English teacher gave her the assignment objective. What am I?! A wooden post with nothing to do? Of course I accepted it, 'cause I don't have a choice! thought Ally.

Ally sank her face to her desktop, frustrated. She groaned once more, leaving classmates wondering. "Back THE FUCK UP." she whined. She had finally cracked under the pressure. Why couldn't people understand her?

People, in all the silliness, you can hate my stories and you can hate me, but I love writing from my own imagination. You can't stop me from doing what I like to do. I appreciate the constructive criticism, I do, but bitchy reviews? Really? If you wanna hate, I'd appreciate it if you'd go somewhere else. I get hate reviews all the damn time, and you know what? I still rock. I'm still somebody's idol or inspiration. I'm still human. So don't hate, because it hurts me more than anyone else. Go hate someone else, and stop wasting my god damn time. Treat others the way that you would want to be treated. I'm not a god damn robot. I have feelings, I have a heart, I have a life. Haters can just grow up. So STFU about someone else and live your life.

I'm not trying to be mean, I'm just really annoyed by all of the "Go fuck yourself, Screw you, Your story is really, really HORRIBLE," reviews. I know you guys are stating your opinions, but you can say it in a nice way. Rephrase that frown into a smile. :)

I appreciate:

Smiles.

Laughter.

Reviews.

Favorites.

Views.

Puppies.

Money.

And brightening someone else's day.

Thank you so much for all the support, guys. I will see you next week. Bye! :)