Future Thoughts
Was it a crazy plan? Yes. It was the only way my life would work properly. Though, the only way to make a lie so believable, was to use the enemy's best friend. Something I could risk being ripped to shreds. Especially, since they both hate my guts, but who can I blame? It wasn't my fault that she publicly embarrassed herself in front of the whole world. I reappeared on the Helen Show, yet here she is again, making a fool out of not only who she is, but the girl from a year ago.
So what was I doing, driving at speeds so dangerous, that keeps me thinking about her. It's all for her, that I'm drunk, trying to get myself killed, or severely injured for life. Anything that can make me lose my memory. Just to forget all about Ally Dawson, my first.
Present Time
I moved to Miami on a Sunday. They've heard all about me, the Marino High School Students, because I was well-known. Internet famous. Even better, the bad boy who throws the hugest parties in all of Florida. Why was I moving into Miami, Tampa was my home from the start.
It's all because my dad, hated Tampa and the people I surrounded myself with. The way they smoked in our house, how we dealt drugs there, and to have parties with half-naked girls. It was all for show. I didn't care what he said. My friends defined me, and how I lived. Now, packing my bags to live with some of his close friend's house since he was sick of me living under the same roof as him. Not that I can blame him for it.
Anyways, I stand at a tiny house, It didn't have a large garden in the front, possibly no pool in the back. It wasn't my style. Then, a woman stands outside smiling. What an idiot. Dad must've really been stupid to send me to a woman's house. But, when I edge closer, I knew who she was. Childhood nostalgia goes through from head to toe, and I pick up the pace. Then I drop my bags and start running. Her grin widens, and I found myself hugging her.
"I missed you, Moon. How long has it been? 7 years since you last visited," she smiled.
"Sorry, Ms. Dawson. Life as a rocker and all, kinda kills the vibe and memories," I chuckled. Then I realize someone was missing. The child Ms. Dawson had was possibly in the sixth grade, from what I remember, but I spoke up just to clear the air. "Ma'am, where's Ally?"
She hesitates to answer, but goes back to being the optimist she always is. "Well, she's at her friend's sleepover today. Just a reminder, no funny business. That is the only rule that you have to follow. And the other rule is to go to school, unless you're ultimately sick. Headaches and stomachaches are not ultimate, so that's it!"
I give a whole-hearted laugh, honestly, why would I do a sixth grader? The worst Ally could do is fangirl about a rock star living in her house. "When does school start?"
Ms. Dawson gives me a death glare, as if I were being sarcastic, then smiles back, "It's everyone's second week, so tomorrow. Weekdays are not our best days, but we wake up at 6 AM sharp. Your not of bed that time? A cold bucket of water and ice is dumped on you. No regrets, just laughs."
This was my life now. How come I never spent my whole life here? This tiny house, was going to be my life for two whole years. It was only September for crying out loud! I return to grab my bags, while Ms. Dawson showed me the inside of the house. There weren't many changes from what I remember, but how there were no family pictures hanging on the walls. In my head, it was better not to ask.
"Here's your room, the largest one out of the whole house. Ally had a fit when I said she couldn't move in here, but no worries, she's fine about it now. Another hint, this room has a bathroom, with two doors. One door is to enter Ally's room, the other is from your room. So, it's better off to lock both, or you'll have an unexpected visitor," she joked. I gave a chuckle in return.
The room was exactly how I imagined it. Walls were navy blue, a large king sized bed with black covers, a desk filled with sports magazines, so much sports equipment I couldn't count, and an electric guitar. Ms. Dawson whispers to me, "It's signed by Aerosmith. Quite an antique I got," but all I could do was stare in awe. She leaves me to my room, and I sit down on my bed. Maybe, this year would be different, just this once.
x
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
I hear my alarm, but obviously, I click snooze. It's too early to wake up, and I for once need more time to rest. That's until my thoughts are stopped when a swoosh of water is heard in my bedroom. I throw off my covers, and see a bucket of water, probably with ice, on the floor. I run downstairs, and into the kitchen, looking for breakfast.
Today will not be the day I get dumped with ice cold water. Ms. Dawson comes out of the downstairs bathroom and smiles.
"Hmm, it's 6:10 AM, you would be dressed by now, someone slept it?" she gives me a mischievous smile. I grin and shook my head. Well-played Austin, almost soaked on the first day you stayed in Miami. Great. "By the way, bus is here at 7 am, so get dressed, take a shower, and eat up. Class starts at 7:45, and the bus gets there usually at 7:30. And here's $5 for lunch, I expect change!" She rushes out of the kitchen and into her room.
x
The bus doesn't come to early, meaning I'm late for class. As soon as I step into class, people's jaws drop. Some of the guys smirk, which I can easily tell they're the group I'm gonna be in. Although, one girl stands out. Her hair straightened, with caramel ends, and lots of eyeliner to enlarge her eyes. She scowls at me, and returns her sight to the teacher.
"Mr. Moon, you are late.. Since you are new, you are off the hook for today, but don't let this opportunity get the best of you," the large woman said. Apparently, standing there ticked her off, which made her give me a threatening look. "Read the attendance, and I won't mark you late today."
I huff out, trying to let this old hag not get the best of me. And names come out of my moth. "Dallas Aven," was a jock behind there, bulky looking, and he's the one I would avoid, but compete for the popularity status
The next name, which I don't pay attention to saying, is what shocks me the most. "Ally Dawson" and the same girl I stared at, was the same girl who was going to live with me. The one who I spent my childhood with. The same one who was shocked as I was. She quickly smirks, with a rude comeback.
"Control your hormones, Moon. I already have a boyfriend." She cackles and the class is about to burst into laughter. Something in my mind tells me, she's different, from the past, that doesn't stop me from snapping back at her.
"Queen Bee, is that your title? Sorry, I was told that you were Queen Bitch instead!" The guys hoot in laughter, but Ally stands up and walks towards me. A slap in the face, is what I expect, but all she does is glares. Then my ego made me talk, once again.
"Get a picture, it lasts longer," and I stride out of the classroom, pacing away from the classroom that's going chaotic. Miss. Whatsherface already had a face of shock, so it was better to go to the principal's then leave. And I smiled. Ally Dawson, Queen Bitch, is going down.
Author's Note: (I would read it if I were confused)
So what do I mean by future thoughts and present time? Well, we're going to be looking through Austin's past that will lead him to up to his future thoughts. It's kinda tough to explain it all, but it's Austin's memories in our "Present Time." As the story progresses, we will lead to his future thoughts, and why he's thinking about that and who's causing it. If you're still confused, if you have New Moon by Stephenie Meyers near you, the prologue describes something in the future, then once you read it, you get to that part and understand... Some books give you a look what's going to happen, but you don't realize it at first. That's how I am doing that.
Here is the characters' traits/info to see it better.
Austin Moon : known bad boy, arrogant, no patience, singer, judgmental
Ally Dawson : perfectionist, queen bee, song-writer, conceited
Trish de la Rosa : ?
Dez Worthy : ?
The Next Time I May Be Able to Update:
Before Halloween (October 31st)
Chapter 1 Posted (October 20th)
Author's Note:
So, what's this? A new story? Why a new one? I'm just restarting, my account. I feel like my old stories, kinda kill me with blank ideas and writer's block. This one was on the fly, and I have a huge idea for this. Like, I will finish this story. It's official, so rate, review, read, and favorite + follow this story!