Hello! Here is Chapter 2 of The Ghosts of Auslly!

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I clutched the scratchy clipboard in my hands as my brown eyes skimmed over a blonde figure standing at the end of the aisle, a figure I had never wanted to see again for as long as I lived. My eyes narrow at the sight of him.

"Austin Monica Moon," I snarled, running a shaking hand through my windswept hair. "How nice of you to arrive..." I flashed him a hateful grin.

"Yes, I know." He replies, gleaming his signature smile that made want to both hug him and kill him. I sighed loudly, knowing that he just trying to annoy me, which is beyond working.

"Why aren't you with Dez?" I asked him, genuine curiosity getting the best of me. "I mean that's your job as the best man? Keeping Dez calm?"

"I could ask you why you aren't with Trish, but I already know the answer to that."

"Oh do you?" This guy was getting on my last nerve…

"You claim that you are trying to make things easier on the bride by doing everything," Austin whispers lightly, leaning against one of the benches. "But really in truly, you, Alice Elena Dawson, just want her out of the way so she doesn't ruin you perfectionist visions. You want full reign over the preparations for the wedding because you know that there is a chance that you might never get one for yourself."

That. Is. It. I stormed down the aisle, pausing in front of the blonde rock star; my eyes dark with anger as I smacked him across his perfect face.

"You fucking jackass."

My cheek stung from the contact of her hand, and I immediately knew that there would be a hand shaped bruise upon my cheek.

"You fucking jackass." Ally growled her eyes bright with anger and tears as she ran inside, halfway to the door she turned around and yelled. "By the way! Those benches are covered in wet paint!"

Looking down at the bench I was leaning against, I noticed a CAUTION: WET PAINT sign taped to each side of the benches. My entire left side was covered in white paint as I cursed my existence.

Why is it that Ally always brings out both the good and bad inside of me? And how on earth am I supposed to last an entire weekend being so close to her, not to mention having to interact with her, seeing as both her and I were Maid of Honour and Best Man.

This is going to be a long weekend.

I hate him.

I absolutely positively a hundred percent hate him! Except, I don't.

Austin was my first everything, my first crush, kiss, boyfriend, time, I thought that we were going to be forever, but boy was I ever wrong. I knew that December morning that forever was just a fantasy, and that I needed to grow up and accept the fact that happily ever after just didn't exist.

A year and a half ago, when my best friend Trish called me up exclaiming that her and Dez were getting married, I couldn't believe it, I mean would you expect the two people who always fought to become engaged? That however, didn't mean I wasn't beyond ecstatic to be the Maid of Honour, the job I was made for.

As the door to the beach house came closer, I tried to dry my tears before the bridesmaids could see them; I was unsuccessful. Cassidy Williams, mine and Trish's second best friend, noticed my red and puffy eyes almost instantly and dragged me into the nearest empty room; someone's unpacked bedroom.

"Al, what's wrong?" Cass questioned, her blue eyes wide with concern.

"Austin fucking Moon." I didn't need to say nothing more than that before my strawberry blond friend whipped out her Iphone and mass-texted our entourage.

Within minutes the nearly empty room was filled with the five bridesmaids; Kira Starr, the daughter of Jimmy Starr, the man who just so happens to be Austin's boss, Didi Maxwell, Dez's younger sister, Isabella Connors, Trish's roommate from college joined Cassidy and I on the bed.

"Where's Trish?" I sniffled, the tears were slowly dying down, looking around the room I noticed that Didi was the only bridesmaid who hadn't slept with Austin, her only being excluded by the fact that she was his best friend's kid sister.

"I'm right here!" yelled the spunky Latina barging through the door, her curly hair was pulled back into a ponytail, falling gracefully down her back. "Cass said it was something important." Trish had yet to notice my tear-ridden eyes, but when she did she rushed to my side right away, brushing my brown hair away from my face. "What's wrong Ally?"

"Code Full Moon" Cassidy responded.

What is Code Full Moon?

Oooohh How dare Austin be a jerk to the wonderful Ally! And how dare he sleep with all of the bridesmaids!

Damn Manwhore!

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