Hiya! I'm so glad I got a few reviews! Even some PM's. Anyway I'm trying to lighten this story up for the beginning but trust me it gets darker, and I don't really like saying that because it's a really depressing thing...and I actually feel bad writing this in a glorified way. It's glorified in the fact that I'm getting people to read my stories, and in the fact that it's saying that cutting will make you friends. It won't. I also want anyone who reads this to know, not to start cutting. Ever. And for those of you who do, you have to stop. It's not good, I know it helps the pain but it's not going to help you in the long run, it truly isn't. If you EVER need to talk about any problems you're having with cutting or thoughts of suicide talk to me, I'm there 24/7 and I can help you through it. Lastly, for those who don't cut and think it is stupid...it is dumb to inflect pain on yourself but it helps, and to tell someone to just quit doesn't help. Cutting is as addictive of smoking secrets, maybe even more. So while writing this I'm going to try to capture the struggle, but I probably wont because it's something not even I understand. Alright, sorry for my rant. Enjoy the story!

Spanish was amazing. Well I can't say that, I didn't pay attention to a word the teacher said, but how could I? It was in a different language...That's not it though, we got to pick our own seats in Spanish and because I was luckily once again with Ally I sat in the back of the room with her. We acted like we knew what the teacher said and Ally was making me crack up, which is unusal. I never laugh.

"Oh I actually know what she said this time!" Ally whisper-shouted.

"Really? What'd she say?" I asked amused that she knew what the teacher was talking about after thirty minutes of pure jibberish.

"She said in case of an alien invasion surrender all of your cereal and no one gets hurt!" Ally told and I lost it, I laughed so hard the teacher stopped the lesson to repremand me in both English and Spanish. Throughout the whole lecture on how it was disrespectful to not pay attention I was clenching my chair underneath, sort of like holding myself together because I was still internally cracking up. Once "Senora" stops talking I look over at Ally and her face is sympathetic, but she looks like she's still laughing a little bit. She slids a note over to my desk.

Ally: Austin, that wasn't even funny you're crazy! You obviously laugh wayyy too much if you think that was funny! Do you laugh at everything?!

Austin: Actually, I never laugh...ever. At anything, you're just special. And extremely dorky.

Ally: I'm taking that to offense you know! I'm not dorky...I'm just awkwardly inclined!

Austin: I can't talk to you in this class anymore you're slowly killing me. The laughter is too much.

Ally: FINE. I'LL JUST WALK TO WHATEVER WE HAVE NEXT ALONE.

Austin: Music. We have music next. And you can't walk alone, you NEED me.

Ally: Whatever Moon.

I folded up the note, wrote the date on it, and put it in my pocket. We wrote back in forth for fifteen minutes, it was hard to pass the notes without the teacher seeing, but it was cool. I hadn't even passed notes before, I guess I was too afraid of getting caught...last time I was even yelled at by a teacher it went down wrong. Like really really wrong, not an enjoyable time in my life. The bell rang and we headed towards music class. The only class Ally and I paid attention in. I truthfully was into music, I played guitar, drums, piano...anything you put in front of me really, and I sing, yet I can't write a song for my life, but that's no big deal cause I can always just do covers of songs. Five minutes into class Jesse our music teacher -he's the chill kind of teacher that lets us call him by his first name - asked us who wanted to come to the fron tof class and perform. When no one volunteered I didn't expect him to point to Ally and ask her to perform. And more than anything i didn't expect her to say she had stage fright. The class was fun, so it went fast but I was still overly curious as to why Ally had stage fright. I don't know that she can sing, but if she couldn't she'd just say so, she wouldn't have said she had stage fright. All in all I really really enjoyed music, he was the only teacher that was cool, and he actually assigned us work...more like a project. We have three days to pick partners, and then a week to write a song. I picked Ally of course but we're going to need way more than a week to write a song...cause as mentioned before, I suck. Fourth period was the worst and slowest sure the teacher was really sweet but Ally was on the opposite side of the room from me and in the front where as I was in the back. Safe to say I had no one to talk to. Really History SUCKED...well it did until the last four minutes.

"Ms. Brusotti, I'm suppossed to go to the guidance counselour at the end of fourth period," Ally begins while looking at a yellow strip of paper, "But I don't know where that is. Can Austin bring me?"

"Sure! Go right ahead! Welcome to Marino High School by the way," Our teacher smiled happily and allowed us to go. I stuffed my books in my bag and Ally was waiting at the door for me.

"So Austin, are you starting to miss this bracelet yet?" Ally asks me playfully as I lead her to the Guidance counselor.

"Oh yes! I'm dying without it! It's been three long hard hours! I don't know how I'll survive!" I say in the most dramatic tone ever.

"Ha-ha very funny. Too bad you're not in Drama with me you'd do amazingly!"

"I um - I am in Drama with you!" I lie. It won't be a lie for too long though!

"No, I'm pretty sure you're in auto repair..." Ally giggles while going to grab my schedule from my hand, but I put it in my back pocket and change the subject.

"So Ally, you have stage fright? How'd that happen?" I ask her and with the same peppy attitude she replies.

"Oh it's nothing really!" She says as bubbly as ever.

"Ally, tell me!" I plead.

"How about, I tell you...but not yet. I'll tell you another time, like when it's private or something!" She giggles and I laugh at her peppiness, glad it's nothing I need to worry about. We slip into the guidance office where it's extremely quiet.

"Alright Alls, tell me today after school. We can hang out at one of our houses, maybe yours? Cause my parents aren't home until Wednesday they're opening a new store in Texas so..."

"Um..my house isn't the best, maybe we can go to the park or something? But sounds good. And when we're together you can tell me why you're home alone,"

"Deal," I say right before the guidance counselor calls Ally in to speak to her about who knows what. Once I see the door shut and her inside I walk up to the lady at the desk.

"Um hi, I'm Austin Moon, grade eleven. There was a misprint on my schedule, I'm supposed to be in Drama period eight, I'm on the roster for both classes though..." I lie.

"Sure Mr. Moon give me one minute, I'll fix it when I'm off the phone," The woman at the desk answer pre-occupied. I sit in the chair waiting until five minutes later she hands me a new, freshly printed schedule with Drama as my eighth period class. I smile and thank her and sit back down just as the bell rings. Today's been the first good day in forever...I thought to myself while smiling like an idiot. Smiling. It's not that bad. But it is pretty tiring on the jaw. Three minutes after the bell rings Ally walks out, smiling of course. When isn't she? I throw my bag over my shoulder, steal her books from her and we head to lunch which is right down the hall. I invite her to sit with me and introduce her to my friend.

"Alright Ally here's the run down," I begin while putting our books down on the table, "That curly haired short chick is Trish. We met back in grade eight and we've been best friends ever since. The ginger next to her is her boyfriend Dez. Him and I go way back, all the way to kindergarden," I continue but am interrupted by Dez.

"Hi I'm Dez! I met Austin when I gave him my pants!" Dez exclaims and I get a look from Ally.

"Long story. I'll explain tonight. That dirty blonde haired girl is Cassidy. I don't even know why I'm friends with her," I say and she gives me a look, "Joking joking! She's cool I met her when I worked at this restaurant as a waitor - another story I'll tell you. Next to her is her boyfriend Dallas. He's just a package. No one really likes him, he just comes with Cassidy he's so whipped," I finish and get an abrupt punch from Dallas.

"Thanks mate it's nice to know you actually like me," Dallas jokes with me. I shrug and laugh.

"Yeah Austin, I know you made it a point to show this girl who we were, but I think it might be cool if we knew her name," Cassidy begins and looks towards Ally, "Unless you want us to call you 'that girl'," Cassidy finishes laughing at her own joke and I snap out of my train of thoughts.

"If you need to call me anything call me bruises," Ally chuckles and the whole table does too. Yes they like her.

"Her names really Ally. No need to call her Bruises," I tell and they nod along.

"So Ally," Trish directs toward my new friend, "Why do people call you bruises?" And without missing a beat Ally answers.

"Oh you'll see in a few days!" She chuckles and I get curious.

"That's a story for tonight," I whisper into her ear which gets a shiver out of her. We continue eating in peace making casual conversation. Trish and Dez talk about all the dump stuff we did together and Cassidy and Dallas flash back to all the times I got rejected by girls, and that made me go a deep crimson.

"Okay guys, I only got rejected by them because it was fate saying it wasn't going to work!" I defend myself.

"Actually buddy I think it was the girls saying it wasn't going to work," Ally remarks and I'm shocked she came up with a retort that fast. I give her a mock hurt look and Cassidy starts talking.

"Maybe the next girl you'll attempt to ask out before you get put in the friendzone like you did with me," Cassidy says while ver un-subtly nodding her head towards Ally. But thankfully she didn't notice. My phone beeps and I look down.

Ally: Don't think you're getting out of that so easily. I see you tried it with Cassidy? ;) Hahah sucker.

Me: Yeah, but I didn't really ask her out. I saw Dallas had a thing for her so I let it die down. Plus I can't do relationships.

Ally gives me a look and replies 'Why can't you do relationships?' She answers and I don't know if I should answer her...but I decide that if she already knows nothing more can happen.

Me: Ally, let's be serious. I'm not going to be around for a relationship.

With that Ally slams her phone down getting a lot of attention from the table and she shifts her seat and hugs me tight.

"Hugs don't make everything better, but they're a start," She whispers to me and I hug her back. "Oh and Austin, stick with me and you'll be timeless,".

I hope y'all like it! Sorry it was so short! But I just really liked how it ended. Anyway, review please! xD