A/N here's chapter two. Hopefully this one is long enough for you. Enjoy.

"Are you alright?" He is actually quite nice.

While he's being a polite gentlemen, I'm playing the part of the bumbling idiot, stuttering, blushing, and trying to pick up my stuff. Just because I am my awkward self, the only response I can give is, "It's fine," before walking around him, looking at the ground.

When I sit down in my next class, which I happen to have with Trish, I put my head down and try to calm myself. I know I'm bad at talking to people but seriously? I need to get my act together. Trish walks in a minute later and sits down next to me. "What just happened out there? You practically ran away from the hottest guy in school!"

"Why should I care how hot he is? It's not like he noticed me, made obvious by the fact that he ran into me. It doesn't matter anyway. He'll have forgotten me by tomorrow." I just want to forget my making a fool of myself and move on. That doesn't seem to be an option I suppose.

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At lunch, I head to my table with a sandwich and a bottle of apple juice. When I'm almost at my table, me being my lovely and coordinated self, trip on someone's bag as someone reaches out and catches me from falling. Luck is just not in my favor as I hear that unmistakable laugh for the second time today.

"We should really stop meeting like this," says the one and only Austin Moon.

"Sorry." I attempt to make a break for it but before I can, he reaches out and stops me. "Hey, I've run into you twice and I don't even know you're name. I'm Austin." He stretches his hand out.

I look at him and say, "I know. I'm Ally." I reach out and shake his hand, ignoring the odd little shock I feel. I look down and blush, walking to my table. I sit down next to Trish, my back to the rest of the cafeteria. Trish looks behind me and laughs. "You know he's staring at you, right?" My eyes widen in confusion as I turn around. As soon as I realize she means Austin, I turn around and stare at the table.

"He's just staring at me because he thinks I'm weird." I reach up to fix my short side braid self-consciously.

"Or because he thinks your hot. Although he might not be able to tell because you never wear tight clothes." I blush and ignore her comments.

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I walk to my locker after school. After making sure I have all of my homework in my backpack, I start walking home. A few of my classmates drive by me, ignoring me completely or honking. One car slows down and the window rolls down. I ignore it until I hear a familiar voice.

"Hey. Ally, right? Do you need a ride home? Where do you live?"

Startled, I look over to see Austin in the drivers seat of some fancy Kia. I realize I stopped walking and he stopped driving.

Realizing I've been staring like a weirdo, I say, "Thanks but I'm okay. I'm not supposed to take rides from strangers," I joke.

"That's the most I've ever heard from you. But seriously, do you want a ride? It's no trouble."

I smile and shake my head, "No, really, I'm fine."

"I'm not leaving until you accept."

I look at him for a moment, realizing he's serious, and finally walk up to the passenger side and get in.

"Where do you live?"

"I'll tell you when to turn." We sit there in almost comfortable silence until he has to turn.

Getting out of the car, I turn back to him and thank him.

"No problem." I blush and turn around to unlock my house. When I close the door and lean against it.

He's so sweet. I think I might have a crush on him.