Unchangeable

By. Dark Rosez (Kayla)

Chapter: 1

My Life, my Loss and my new beginning

Hi guys so I decided I wanted to write an Austin an Ally Fan fiction, The Idea popped into my head and I couldn't let the inspiration pass. I hope you like the story and may somehow connect to it.

(Ally's POV)

"Robert I can't take it anymore!"

"Julie we need the money"

"It's not worth it, I'm sick and tired of her games, her tricks and her attitude, Robert she's crazy!" Julie shouts.

Robert's previously calm face turns into an angry scowl as he looks directly at me.

I roll my eyes.

Robert turns to face his wife Julie.

"What do you want me to do woman! Kick the kid out and let her be on the street"

"I don't know Robert, I don't know"

The couple sigh clearly displaying despondency.

This was all courtesy of me.

Robert and Julie were my foster parents; they have been my legal guardians for a year now. One would say that I should be great full that they took me in and that they take care of me but Robert and Julie are not who they appear to be.

In the beginning they were decent people, I actually liked them. The wall that I put up for so long was slowly but surely reseeding I was finally letting people in. You can only imagine how shocked I was and the pain I felt when I found out their true motive for being my foster parents. The money.

All I am to them is a weekly cheque from the government. Knowing this my appreciative and caring feelings for them faded and turned into resentment and disgust.

"Julie she's 16 when she's 18 we'll be done with her and just get a new kid, A more respectful one"

I grin.

They never hesitate when being straight forward with me, nor did they hide the fact that they didn't care for me; in their eyes I was replaceable.

I hate them so much.

I admit I am far from an angel, and I know I can be a pain but what could I have possibly done to deserve a life like this?

I often think back to the good times. When it was my mother, my father, my sister and I.I remember happiness, joy and love. It seems like forever since I felt that way.

"Fine Robert, but next time let's get a toddler because they know when to shut up"

Julie looks at me bitterly, her eyes filled with anger.

I smile. Their misery is my joy.

"Is that your attempt of trying to scare me, pathetic" I spat out.

"I don't care how you guys feel about me. I can't wait until I get out of this house so I'll never have to see your dirty faces again" I continued.

Julie and Robert were used to me putting them in their places, though that didn't stop them from getting angry when I did.

Robert immediately raised his hand slapping me on my cheek.

I wasn't surprised, his outbursts of anger occur frequently.

The pain I feel is instant. Robert's hand had somehow landed on my left eye as well; this caused my vision in that eye to become blurry.

I slowly feel my injured faced.

As much as it hurts I know I can't cry, that would give them satisfaction. As far as I can tell the injury wasn't serious.

"Stupid brat did you forget the last time we taught you a lesson! If you ever disrespect us again we're going to have a repeat of what happened last month, Ok" Julie says sharply.

I frown.

"Whatever"

I pick up my red backpack from the counter.

"What did you just say?" Robert asks.

"I said, it's my first day of this new school and I can't be late!"

"Don't get fresh with us Allyson"

I slowly put on my leather black jacket.

I grin.

"Give it a rest, it's been a year. Haven't you guys realized that no matter what you say to me or what you do to me I'll never change and I'll never be like you two "

I zip up my leather jacket hearing the school bus honk.

"It's about time you guys change your ways"

Robert and Julie rolled their eyes.

"Just get to school brat"

I decided not to make a snide remark like I usually do and headed for the door.

I slowly walk up the two steps to enter the bus, the bus driver waves and I sit at the back of the bus secluded from the other students.

There are around 12 other people on the bus, each chatting and conversing much to my annoyance.

I take out my purple IPod and listen to music in an attempt to block the other teenagers sound out.

I soon get lost in the music to a point where I didn't notice the many stops the bus took to pick up other students.

"Can I sit with you?"

I take out my headphones.

"What?"

"Can I sit with you?"

"It's a free country" I answer casually.

The short curly haired brunet smiles then sits next to me.

I put back on my headphones and from the corner of my eyes I notice the girl staring at me.

I roll my eyes.

I've never felt comfortable with people looking at me for extended periods of time, to make matters worst I didn't even know this girl.

"What?" I ask annoyed.

"Nothing, I've just never noticed you on this bus before"

"That's because I've never been on this bus before" I answer.

Was this how all the students at Marino High School behaved? Oblivious and intrusive.

"Oh, so you're new here? That's strange new students usually come in September and it's like November now"

Was she seriously that stupid? Of course I knew school had already started, of course I knew it was November. Was she really going to continue to state the obvious.

I decide to ignore her.

This year (11th grade) I honestly don't intend to make friends .I just don't have the need to socialize. It wasn't always like this though; when I lived with my parents I was actually quite popular,not infamous but well known.

"I'm Trish" the girl says suddenly.

"Ally" I say simply.

"Well welcome to Marino High School Ally"

I scrounge my face.

Why is she being so nice to me? Was she setting me up for a prank that other students play on new students?

After about 10 minutes of silence we arrive at school. Trish exits before me but due to my fast pace in walking I quickly surpass her.

I push open the school door then take out my class schedule and look for my first class which is English.

Marino High School seemed over populated. Every I saw clusters of students talking loudly much to my dismay. This was nothing like my previous school. I quickly notice that the students in these clusters were divided into groups of similar behaviors. They were cliques.

I sigh.

With cliques there can be only be two things tension and trouble and I needed neither of them.

"Honors English huh?"

The voice was familiar, still I am alarmed.

I look behind me to see the smiling girl named Trish to whom I met on the bus.

Trish grabs my schedule.

"Hey! That's mind give it back"

"Room 233 Mrs. Gonzalez" Trish says.

"Are you following me?"

Trish ignores my question.
"Well it's your lucky day Ally I happen to have that class 1rst period as well"

I stare at Trish.

My mind not only wondered how long she had been trailing behind but I also wondered why she cared to take my belongings.

"You're being creepy"

Trish doesn't react she simply continues to talk.

"Class doesn't start for 20 minutes we can go someplace else if you like"

"I don't think so" I say.

Rule number 1, never go with strangers. I didn't know Trish, I didn't know what she was capable of. Sure she seemed harmless but I know firsthand how deceiving looks can be.

"Come on Ally I don't bite, It'll be fun"

I frown.

"Trish why are you being so nice to me?"

I had to be straight forward, why would I not say what was on my mind; it's not like I'd be jeopardizing a friendship.

"I remember in 6th grade when I was new and I had no one, It was terrible. I was picked on, my grades started to drop, it took forever for me to start being myself again. I figure if you hang out with someone as cool as me you won't have those problems"

I laugh.

Someone as cool as her, hardly. She seems more like a comedian than popular.

Trish grabs my hand dragging me through several hallways.

"Wait where are we going?"
"It's a secret"

In about 2 minutes we arrive in front of a door in the basement of the school.

I read the sign on the door.

Music room

Music room? Why would she take me to the music room?

Trish pushes the door open.

My eyes wandered around the crowded room.

There were bright yellow and gold walls, red drapes, colorful instruments and multiple students.

"Sup Brian"

"Hey Stacy"

"Lola you're rocking those bangs"

"Dustin digging that jacket bro"

Trish continues to greet everyone in the room with exception of 3.

I guess she was popular.

I notice everyone gathering around at the piano.

A tall blonde teen sits down on the piano bench.

He plays Beethoven's moonlight sonata 1st movement.

He plays the piece so beautiful, with grace and exact accuracy. Not missing a note, pressing every key. I could feel his passion in the piece.

After over 5 minutes he ended.

"Wow"

I had always been a fan of classical music. It had been a long while since I heard piano playing by someone other than me.

For that I admired the blonde pianist.

Everyone applauds.

Trish and I walk closer to him as the other students leave the piano.

There are now of us at the piano.

The blonde pianist, a tall red-headed guy, a thin blonde girl, Trish and I.

I looked at them awkwardly.

This was what I was trying to avoid.

"Ashley" Trish says with an attitude, she looks at the blonde girl.

"Trish" Ashley says with same amount of attitude and dislike.

I can tell that they are not the best of friends.

Her mood changes as she looks at blonde pianist.

"Ally Dawson I'd like you to meet Austin Moon"