I don't own "Austin and Ally" or any of its characters. All rights go to Disney and its creators. I only own the plot. And some of you were wondering if this is my first story. It's not. It's actually my second. I'm going to continue with both stories, though this one is something I like better because I have a feeling I'm doing better in this one than my other one.
Chapter Two
Austin was sitting in English class at his usual spot in the far back corner. Technically he was on the complete opposite side of 'Slutty Ally', because she sat in the far back corners of each classroom too. He was tapping his pencil rhythmically on his desk, trying to find a way to pass time. They had an in class assignment of course. All they had to do was write about their interests, because their teacher is stupid. Seriously. He just got released from a mental hospital. He finished the assignment ten minutes ago. He was a quick writer, and was also a person who gets bored easily. Lifting his head from looking at the desk, Austin looked around the room. His fellow students were crouched down, thinking of something to write. Some were writing at the speed of lightning, others were tapping their pencil to think of something to write. But the majority of girls were sending his flirty looks. Austin smirked. 'These girls are so desperate'. He thought. 'If they got to know me they wouldn't be so desperate anymore'. He winked back, which immediately got them to silently swoon. He just shook in his head in amusement. 'Girls.' He continued to look around the room, and glared at the person he hated the most.
Ally Dawson. The slut of the school. He was amazed actually when she stole Brittany's reputation as the slut of the girl. That girl came to school pregnant. Twice. And Ally? None at all. He was still wondering how she got that reputation in the first place. He never really talked to her, unless it was to fight about something. He was her mortal enemy. But of course, fate had to be kind to him and have her in all of his classes, sarcasm intended. Although he could partially understand why she was dubbed 'Queen of Sluts'. She had the body all girls wanted. She was perfectly curved to fit her petite body. Her hair was the perfect shade of brown with small curls framing her flawless face, and she's smart. Everything, down to her walk was perfect. And that perfection from God never had a boyfriend. Or a friend for that matter. But he didn't care. If she was too perfect for everyone, he was way too imperfect for him. She was too nerdy with her homework while at the same time being a teachers pet.
The lunch bell finally rang. 'Freedom!' Austin thought. He scrambled out of the classroom, notebook and pencil in hand. Walking to his locker, he realized that he never saw Ally at lunch. Never in his entire life. Yes, the cafeteria was packed, but the Populars had their own table on a balcony that overlook the whole cafeteria. He had a birds eye view of everything. Once his locker got into view, he saw his best friends waiting for him. He smiled. "Hey guys!" Austin exclaimed. The tall redhead and the short Latina looked up from their conversation.
"'Sup Austin?" Dez asked while doing their handshake. Austin shrugged.
"Boring stuff. Lame stuff. Still single." The Latina shook her head.
"You wouldn't be single if you could actually try to be nice to people that aren't us." She said. Austin snickered while opening his locker.
"I would. But they're too stupid to be my friends." He responded while chucking his books into his locker while grabbing his lunch from his bag. "You see Trish, I may be popular, but I still care about my grades." Austin explained while closing his locker. Turning around to face them, he continued. "My life is just so hard you know? My parents should be locked deep into a rehabilitation centre and actually try to help me through my life." He sighed while running a hand through his dyed blonde hair. "I just want to be normal. Have a normal life. Is that too much to ask?" Trish placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. Well, attempted too.
"You know Austin, someone in this school might be going through a lot more worse than you." He snickered.
"I doubt anyone can be going through a worse life than me." He responded. "Have you seen everyone in this school? They have actual school supplies while I have to reuse the same notebooks every year. The stationery that I get is from the floor. I don't think anyone would have a worse life than mine." Trish sighed.
"What if that person happens to be someone you hate?" She asked, trying to think about Ally. She would never tell a soul, but if he found out about her life, he might understand. Austin stood there. Was there really someone out there that has a worse life than he does already?
"Are you talking about the kids in Africa?" Dez asked. "I feel so bad for those kids." Trish sighed.
"No Dez I wasn't talking about people in third world countries. I'm talking about a living person on this continent that happens to work jobs that they don't want to do just to have food on the table."
"Impossible." Austin said. "If that person went to this school then he would be living with me right now or she would be my girlfriend until she dies." Trish laughed when she was thinking of his reaction if he found out that girl was Ally. Austin and Dez gave her a weird look, and she responded with a glare.
"You wouldn't understand. Now lets go to the cafeteria before lunch ends." The trio started to go towards the cafe, when Austin stopped abruptly.
"Where does Dawson eat at lunch?" He asked. Trish and Dez turned around and stared at him wide eyed. "What? Maybe I would like to tease her during lunch. Do you really think I would make fun of her in class?" Trish raised an eyebrow at me.
"Well no one knows where she eats." Dez told him, skeptic evident in his voice. "We think she somewhere have sex with someone in a closet but no one is too sure." Austin nodded in understanding.
"Why do you want to make fun of her even more? You're already making her life miserable." Trish asked him. Austin was taken aback.
"Since when did you care on what I do to her? You never defended her ever since high school started and now you're acting like she's your best friend. What's up with that?" Trish shrugged.
"It's just that you're not being fair. You're already in the halls waiting for her every morning. Just let her escape for forty minutes of the school day. Is that too much to ask?" Austin thought about it for a minute. "Plus, you don't even know where she could be."
"Yeah?" He challenged. "Well I'm going to change that. I'm going to look for her." Trish stared at him wide eyed, then relaxed.
"Okay then! Have fun on your little adventure!" She said, before pulling Dez with her to the cafe. Austin sighed, and made his way around the school. He unwrapped his sandwich from the ceramic wrapping and chewed on it while walking. The school looked the same. Dirty aqua and white tiled floors, blue full sized lockers on the walls. Open classroom doors filled with emptiness and despair. Once he finished his sandwich, he threw the wrapper into the garbage can and continued to walk through the hallways. It seemed like there was an endless hallway of lockers and classrooms. Thinking that it would never end, he saw the door of a room that he never even bothered to look at before, the library. The hangout of the bookworms and the safehaven for the nerds. He shrugged before pulling the doors open.
It really was like stepping into a different world. The glass walls let the sun shine through the transparent material, making the library seem more welcoming. A small unlit fireplace was found in the back corner of the room. Couches were placed at random areas of the library, and of course, tons and tons of shelves full of books. The library was surprisingly full. Everywhere, people would be studying for tests, catching up on homework, or would be simply chatting with friends. Looking at the librarian, it seems that she didn't care how noisy it was. It really felt like home. And shockingly, this was most likely the only place in the school where the were no couples found making out in. None. At that's what surprised him the most.
Austin slowly walked in. He took in everything around him, making him look like a lost puppy because he really was one. One of his number one rules was to explore area's you've never been to before. So keeping to his word, he walked through every section there was, though he found nothing interesting. Sighing in defeat he left the library and headed to his locker to grab his books for his last subjects. Walking down the familiar path to his locker, he had one thought on his head. 'Where is that girl?'
Arriving five minutes before class started, Austin stood outside the door debating on whether he should go in or not. Sure, he could just strut in, but then everyone would think he was becoming a nerd. On the other hand, if he took a walk around the school, he could be late to class again and get a detention. He didn't want the second choice to happen, so he walked in.
It was empty, except for the teacher at the desk. He looked up, and took off his glasses.
" ." asked him. "Why are you here early?"
"I was bored so I came here to hang out?" Austin replied. Mr. Lancaster looked at him skeptically, then nodded.
"Go take a seat. And no talking." Austin smiled.
"I don't talk to myself. Promise." The teacher raised his eyebrows.
"I don't know if you noticed but Ms. Dawson is also here. So go away and stay silent." Austin turned around wide eyed. To his displeasure, Ally was there. Back corner of the room, glaring back at him in disgust. Shaking her head, she bent back down and started to write in a notebook of hers. Sighing in defeat, Austin walked to the back of the room and sat down in the opposite corner of Ally, slouching in his seat. He didn't have anything to do. Yeah, he could draw in his notebook, but then he'd have to erase it again. So he just stared at one spot and thought intently about where that girl could be during lunch. He literally checked the whole entire school. And assuming that she doesn't go out for lunch, he thought that maybe he didn't check hard enough. After staring off into space for what felt like a second, the bell rang and everyone began to enter the classroom. 'Well,' he thought. 'I guess I'm going to figure it out sometime.'
"Hey Austin!" Someone shouted. He turned around and saw Dez running towards him down the hallways. "You have any plans after school?" Austin nodded.
"Dude. You know the Boss won't let me go out tonight. I don't want to end up like Jimmy." Dez laughed.
"I don't know if you noticed Austin but today's Friday and you're free on Tuesdays, Fridays and the weekend." Austin shrugged.
"Sorry man, but I promised I would work an extra day." Dez turned his head and stared intently at him. Austin raised his eyebrows. "What? He offered $300! I need all the money I can get!" He sighed. "I wish I didn't have to work so hard just to go to school." Dez nodded in agreement.
"If you're trying to get a new guitar, would you like to point out what guitar you would like so I can buy it for you?" Austin shook his head.
"You're a good friend. Really. But I'm not saving for a guitar."
"Then what are you saving up for?"
"I'm trying to save up for college." Dez laughed.
"My parents could pay for college. Heck they offered to let you live with us! My parents are rich!" Dez has a point there.
"Dude," Austin started. "I know your parents own the biggest jam franchise in the world, but he said if I didn't work with him until I'm old enough to go to college then he threatened to kill the people that I love." Dez raised his eyebrows.
"He threatened to kill your parents?" Austin laughed while opening his locker.
"No. Why would I care about them? They're just useless shit bags that sold their own son to a man who works with child slavery. They're dead to me." He chucked his books into his locker, grabbed his bag and slammed his locker door shut. Dez stepped back.
"Got it. So what time do you need to start working?" Austin shrugged.
"He said I have to be at the complex by ten because I'm working at a place where he pays me $300 AND I get tips from customers. I could get $500 just for one night!"
"That's a good offer." Dez said. "But what's the catch?" Austin turned to him.
"What do you mean by 'what's the catch'"? He asked. Dez shrugged.
"When was the last time the Boss gave you $300 with tips without skipping a day of school because the last time I remember you were happy when he was giving you $20 for every hour you worked a dirty job of his." Austin thought about it for a moment.
"I actually don't know. I think its his first time."
"Just be careful tonight okay?" Dez said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "If you get hurt, you know who to call." Austin nodded.
"Thanks for looking out for me Dez. I really appreciate it."
"No problem bro."
Chapter Two is done and complete! SCHOOLS OUT! :) That means I can update more! I'm currently on Chapter 4. I'm so happy! I think I'm going to be posting chapters when people are actually awake because that way I can get actual readers to read my story and so my story doesn't end up on being page 4 because I don't think we would want to look that far. I love you guys! Review if you have something to say!
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-MJ
