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I sighed as I closed the metal door to my locker. My day had just turned into a quite interesting one but not in the way I would've liked.

Okay so this isn't as bad as it seems, right?

Hell, who am I kidding.

I was stuck with Austin for this project and there was no way out. It's not the fact that I thought he wasn't capable of being responsible with such a delicate topic. He just sometimes has the tendency to be well…how does one put this, so careless?

Not just him. All boys were. I just happened to favor this elusive idiot a lot more than others.

I walked slowly down the halls of Marino High, a repitive routine of mine mostly everyday. A few casual hellos to various students as I passed by. It was free period which lasted about an hour.

I pushed through the doors that led out to the back patio of the school.

Stepping outside was like walking straight into one of those 1990 cliche highschool movies. People were seperated by cliques. You had to be a certain type of person to fit into a group. I know it sounds a bit unrealistic but that's how it kept all the students divided into where they actually belonged.

Now me? I had absolutely no problem with any of the groups. It was quite a mutality with me and them, in fact. I could relate to them all in some way. I grew up never really having high expectations about 'who' I was. People could think what they wanted. I was the type of person who never judged a book by it's cover. No matter what people spoke of, I determined the way I felt about things. I liked to take my time to figure people out. To me they were like puzzles just waiting to get solved. You had to be cautious and be sure to be vague about how you put the pieces together.

If you looked over to third table on your right. Those were the 'pops' or so many people seemed to label them as. They consisted of the cheerleaders, basketball players, footballers and just about any other athletic sport team you could possibly name. Many people saw them as a threat but in reality they weren't so bad after all.

We were a pretty big school so we had alot of clubs and school associations.

To the left of me was the school's academic team and drama club. Talk about talent? They were it. I could definitely relate to them the most.

I made my way to my usual table, plopping down into my regular seat. Trish and Dez were bickering at each other's face at the moment and I couldn't help but chuckle a little.

They fought like this all the time. Constantly at each other's throats. If you ask me, I saw it out of tough love. They obviously cared alot for each other.

Right now they were actually arguing over the 'topic' we discussed in class today.

After a few moments of annoyance, I cleared my throat, "Can we please go one day without you two wanting to slit each other's throats?" I chuckled a little as I set my tray on the table.

Trish huffed and was hesitant at first but finally took a seat on the bench again. "Sorry, Als. But this no brain, thinks that girls are the weakest link rather than boys."

Dez gasped and crossed his arms. "How dare you! Boys can totally hold off longer than girls and you know it."

That then resulted into more bickering from the duo.

I rolled my eyes as I deadpanned. "Guys! Guys…Guys. Here's an idea, how about both of you just use your opinion as your hypothesis."

Trish sighed and nodded. "Fine but I'm going to make sure to prove ginger here, wrong."

"Stop with with the ginger comments, woman!" Dez spatted back which made me fall into another fit of laughter.

"Speaking of this, you and Austin, eh?" Trish asked perking her eyes up towards me.

I fiddled with the fork on my plate for a moment before answering. "Yep. Me and Austin." I sighed in exasperation.

"Someone doesn't sound too happy about that." Dez quirked his eyebrows up as he started to pull out his lunch bag. His mom had made him a salami sandwich with peanut on it. Something was seriously wrong with that woman.

"I-It's because I'm not…" I confessed crossing my arms in pure defeat. "I just wished Austin would take more things seriously and something tells me that this won't be one of those things."

"I get he can be a bit foolish…sometimes." Trish admitted.

"And childish."

"And unorganized!"

Dez and I both yelled out.

"Okay, Okay," Trish said holding her hands up in defeat. "But Ally even though blondie has done really stupid things before doesn't mean you should doubt him."

Trish was right. I couldn't doubt my bestfriend.

"Darn you and your corrections." I sighed. "Where is golden boy anyways?" I looked over my side and caught his eye. The irridiscent light from it glowing slighlty.

He was too busy conversating with Kira to even notice me. Did I mention how gorgeous she was? Oh and she's Austin's boss' daughter.

Before I could react Austin made his way over to the table, smiling like he had just won the lottery. Of course there were random girls gawing over him like fresh meat but I was pretty much used to it by now. I payed them no attention.

"You won't believe what just happened!" He said cheerily and faced towards me.

"Global Warming ended?! NASA has discovered a new way to pull energy towards the earth?!" I smuggly responded putting my hands up in excitement.

Okay so I had my moments. Leave me be.

He eyed me weirdly before shaking his head as he smiled softly. "No…and…No! Something way better."

"Pft, I don't think there's anything more better than discoveries in science, Austin."

"I can think of about 1001 things." Trish said, snorting.

"Eat your food." I chuckled trying to supress my small giggle before I turned my attention back over to Austin.

"Jimmy's ready for me to start recording for the second album!" Austin exclaimed holding his arms out.

"What?! That's amazing!" I reached over and gave him a quick hug, lingering in it for a bit.

"We start recording in June with a later release date in September."

"That's gr-" I mumbled out but not before I was so rudely interrupted by a certain brunette.

"Austin." Kira chimed in with a shyly smile upon her face. A few strands of her hair muffled in her face.

Kira was probably no taller than me. About an inch or two. Brightly tanned with long medium curled locks that lay just below her shoulder. Definitely a fashionita type who listened to corny pop music on replay. Her figure made her seem as if she belonged in a magazine.

Austin lifted his head up to take notice to her.

"So about Friday night. I think I can fit some time in for a little studying." She bit down slightly down on her lesser lip.

Austin's face lightened up."Really great, my pla-"

I cleared my throat and silenced brewed in.

"Uhm, Kira you were kind of interrupting something." I said holding my hands out as I gestured between me and my friends.

She slowly shook her head in confusion but abided. "Oh, sorry. 7. Your place. Friday night. Got it." Kira gave a small smile as she waved goodbye to Austin and jolted off.

Austin quickly turned around and contorted a glare at me. "What was that for?"

"Whaaaat?" I was trying my best to sound nonchalant.

I failed.

"You weren't trying to kill my game, were you Dawson?" He said furrowing one of his eyebrows up. "Is someone…jealous?" A playful grin covered his bare pale face.

"You're so full of yourself." I retorted playfully shoving him. "But if you must know. I only did that because you need to focus for this project. No distractions. Like for example, the hottest girl in school." I made sure to give the 'look' as I spoke.

"Sorry, mom. You're such a pain in the ass." He rolled his eyes. "Kira isn't a distraction."

"Whatever, you say."


I slammed the door as I walked into my house. Dropping my backpack to the floor and sliding to the ground. Only 32 more days of real life hell and I could graduate and go to the school of my dreams. MUNY. Music University of New York. It's always been my dream to attend. My dad always told me I had no chance in music. Even though his words discouraged me, I never really gave up. Then Austin came along. He was like my little fairy god mother who gave me a wish I never really knew I wanted. He was definitely the light in my life and I was thankful. Our friendship was so precious to me.

I quickly got up and roamed to the kitchen to catch my mom shuffling through random papers. Things had been pretty rough for us the last few weeks. My dad was working late hours at the store and I was given shifts when I could manage to find time. It was tough but we were getting through it all at a steady pace.

"Hey, mom." I walked over to the fridge and pulled out the carton of orange juice.

"Hey, pumpkin. How was school?"

"Not even halfway there." I said chuckling as I poured the juice into a glass.

"Aw, what happened?"

I took a seat next to mom at the counter and sighed. "Well we have a rather exciting project."

"Go on." She said but her eyes stayed focused on the papers beneath her. I think she was organizing the bills.

"The topic is sexual interaction. It's this whole mumbo jumbo about who can hold off longer."

"That's easy. Boys lose." My mom fixed her eye glasses, straightening her vision.

"Yeah well it gets better. I've been stuck with the idiot of all idiots." I took a sip of my juice slowly.

"Austin?" She snorted looking up at me for once since I walked in.

"Bingo."

"Well then this experiment should be quite interesting for you two."

"What do you mean?"

My mom smiled widely as she shook her head. "Nothing, dear."

"You're a very strange woman, mom." I said with a sly smile, heading for the stairs.

"No lo niegues." My mom yelled enough so I could hear her.

"What?" I yelled back.

I didn't know what she was saying. I took French not Spanish.

"Don't deny." She repeated herself and loud enough so I could hear.

I stood there for a few seconds before I headed up to my room.

As I closed the door to my room. I stood against it.

What did my mom mean? What was I denying?

No lo niegues.


"A^2 + B^3 = (a + b)(a^2 - ab + b^2)." I explained, tapping my pencil onto my paper.

Austin was over at my house for the third day this week. I was his math tutor because obviously Calculus was not his strong hold.

"Austin?" I looked over to him and he was too occupied by his phone to even notice me calling his name.

I simply waved my hand in front of his face, blocking the device out of his reach. "Hello?! Earth to Austin?"

"Hu- Oh sorry, Als. Got distracted." He replied smiling sheepishly.

"Tell me about it." I sat up straightly onto my bed.

Austin was really the only guy that saw my room. Besides from my dad. He was only allowed up here if it was for studying. I guess you could say, my parents definitely didn't trust us alone but you can't exactly blame them.

"What's got you so hung up, that you can't focus on your private tutoring session that I took the time out of my day to have for you?" I scoffed playfully, arching my eyebrow up a little.

"Nothing…" He mumbled out under his breath quietly.

"Let me see." I held my hand out as a gesture for him to hand the phone over. But he didn't budge.

"Nope." He said popping the p and breaking the ensued silence. He then returned to whatever got his interest on his phone.

"Fine…Fine…" I sighed in fake defeat.

After a few more seconds of silence, when I was sure wasn't paying attention, I jumped for the phone.

He squealed when I tackled him down and fell back.

My hands wrestled with his as I tried to grab hold of the phone. The room was erupting with endless fits of unescapeable laughter until I finally pinned him down.

I have no idea how but I did.

"Okay, okay! You win." He held his hands up giving me a 'pouty' expression and I giggled.

I held the phone out in front of me as I read exactly what was interesting him and perked my eyes up as I covered my mouth to hide my laughs.

"You and Kira are sure getting close."

"Give!" He reached up for the phone but I leaned back a little.

I looked further through their text conversation. "Looks like daddy's princess isn't so innocent after all. She wants to send you nudes." I couldn't stop my laughs any longer so I just let it fall out.

Austin rolled his eyes and playfully glared at me. "That was supposed to be for my eyes only, Ally."

He sat up and for a moment I finally realized our position. I was straddling him and his hands were protectively on my hips, holding me up.

"Give it now."

"Nope!" I stuck my tongue out at him.

"You leave me no choice." His hands came to my belly and I exploded into giggles but stifled most of them back.

"Not going to work this time." I said trying to pull his hands away from my torso or else I was going to have a 'tickle' seizure.

And yes those were very serious, shutup.

Before he could get the phone. I quickly pulled it inside my shirt then my bra, stuffing it. He would never even dare trying to pull it out of there.

He suddenly stopped his tickle assault on me and gasped fakely. "Oh god, Ally. Someone's being a little naughty."

I rolled my eyes and snorted. "You'll get your phone back when you pay attention."

He smirked slightly. "You really think I won't pull it out, do you?" He gripped hold of my waist a little tightly.

I suddenly grew tense and gulped quietly as I slowly shook my head.

His hand reached closely to my shirt and I watched him as it did, my eyes widening.

Once it was nearly an inch away, I grew nervous and jumped off the bed. "F-Fine! You win."

I threw the phone back to him and huffed a little. "You're a handful, you know?"

"I've been told."

"And impossible."

"That hurt, Dawson."

I chuckled softly as I took my seat on the bed again and nudged him.


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