Thanks for the reviews guys! Okay so there is not 'a ton of Auslly' like I stated in the previous chapter. I planned for there to be but it just didn't go that way, I'm really sorry. I hope two new chapters make up for it a bit! Read and enjoy :)
Austin's P.O.V.
After a rather slow first quarter, with neither team scoring, I turn to Dez. "Hey do you wanna grab something to eat?" I ask. "Yeah dude, I'm starving!" He replies. We stand up and begin our decent down the packed bleachers.
Now, I thought that football would get my mind off of Ally for at least a few minutes but that wasn't gonna happen. I was hoping that on our walk to the concession stands I would run into her, maybe congratulate her on her performance, and then smooth talk her into going on a date with me. I scan the crowd of students and some adults but I don't see her. I sigh, a little defeated. Maybe this wasn't the right approach.
"Hey Dez, your pretty plugged into the school aren't you?" I ask, dodging oncoming people. "Sure what do you wanna know?" He asks back.
"That girl Ally who sang earlier? What's her deal?" I ask as cooly as possible although judging by Dez's face I must have sounded pretty lame.
"I've had her in a few classes over the years and I guess we're sort of friends. Don't really talk much to her but she's pretty cool." He says and I nod. "But," he continues,"If you are looking to date her or anything you have to know something first." I look away a little embarrassed. Was it that obvious? I looked back at him, signaling him to continue.
"Well our sophomore year she started dating Dallas, who's the quarterback now. I don't know all of the details, but long story short they broke up a year later because Dallas cheated. Ever since they broke up Dallas nearly kills anyone who tries to date her. He still thinks he can get her back but if Ally's as smart as everyone says she is, there is no way she'll ever take him back. I can't stand that guy, he's a huge prick. What I'm trying to say though is that if you do go after her, watch out for her ex." He finished.
"Huh. He sounds desperate to me. He could have at least given her the decency of a break up first." I said and Dez nodded. The manatee crowd suddenly erupted with cheers, making everything within a half a mile of the stadium tremble. I looked behind me as i continued to walk only to notice the score board. it was 6:0. I have to admit, even if Dallas was a douche, he sure could score some points.
"Hey do you think that-" I never got to finish my sentence because right as I began looking forward again, I collided with someone. Hard.
Ally's P.O.V.
I have been in car wrecks, on lurching roller-coasters, and have fallen off a tube being pulled behind a boat going 30 miles an hour but none of that could have prepared me for literally walking-no, crashing into someone.
Now due to physics, I did not go flying backwards like I just bounced off of a vertical trampoline. No sir, I merely ungracefully stumbled back a few steps, instead of falling flat on my butt. Huh, who knew science could keep you from falling? Oh, and the, uh, arm around my waist probably helped a little too.
"Sorry for running into-Ally?" I looked up at the sound of my name, at the guy I ran into.
"Oh-Austin! Hey!" I said to the familiar face although it was masked with blue and yellow paint. He loosened his grip on my waist but left a lingering hand on my back, which I was grateful for as I regained my balance. "Are you alright? Sorry about that, I wasn't watching where I was-well, obviously, I mean I ran into you." He sort of stumbled over his words.
I laughed a little, sort of surprised I wasn't pissed at him for not paying attention to where he was going. "No I'm fine, are you ok?" I replied. He laughed a little back and looked right at me which was kind of awkward. "No, no I'm fine." He smiled down at me. I nodded and looked away shyly as I felt my face heat up, now realizing our close proximity.
"Hey Ally, great performance tonight!" I heard someone say next to us. Embarrassed, Austin quickly let go of me and our...moment, I guess you could say, was gone.
I turned to the voice and recognized who the comment came from. "Hey Dez, thanks so much! It was really fun to do. I can say I've never felt more patriotic before that moment." The three of us laughed together. There was a couple seconds of silence before Dez spoke up. "Well I'm gonna grab a sausage wrap, meet up with you guys later!"
This left Austin and I standing in the middle of the bustling walkway. "We should probably.." I hinted at moving towards the chain link fence that bordered the sidewalk. Austin laughed nervously and led the way to safety.
"So wait, w-wait," I spoke through a fit of laughter, "the old lady just threw her spaghetti at you?"
"Yes! Can you believe that?" Austin said while pulling invisible noodles out of his hair. "As if I wasn't feeling bad enough with a soar throat, I just had to get spaghetti thrown at me." I busted out laughing again at his story. Apparently, Austin used to work at Melody Diner and one day he went in sick to work. Since his job required him to sing even though he was ill, he didn't sound very good and an old lady spoke her mind by throwing her food at him.
"That seriously sucks! I can't believe that happened to you." I said through a smile. Austin was a pretty nice guy among...other things.
"Hey why don't you get your face painted?" He suggested. "It's only half time, there's still plenty of support needed for the team!"
I gazed toward the booth and saw a large sign that read Support the team! And the Arts! I internally sighed. I didn't really want to get dirty, but if I supported the art club...why not? "Sure." I smile when he smiles at my response.
Austin's P.O.V.
I watched an underclassman paint Ally's face, the brush gracefully gliding over her cheek. She had chosen a heart and a manatee-which ended up looking more like a seal-on her left and right cheek, respectively. When the artwork was finished, and against Ally's insistent arguing, I handed the artist a $5 bill. "I could have paid for that myself you know." She mumbled under her breath as we began walking towards the bleachers.
"Yeah, you could have. But then I would've felt bad for you paying for something I told you to get." I said truthfully. She looked at me a little shocked but continued walking along side me up the flight of stairs to the top. I didn't see Dez anywhere but I took my original seat from earlier. Ally then pulled out her phone and began to read a text, smiled, and quickly responded.
I suddenly found myself getting jealous. Who the heck could she be texting? Was my company not good enough? I leaned back against the chain link behind me to try and get a better look at her screen. What? I have to figure these things out if I want to, you know, ever even have a chance with her. I try to think of a good way to ask that doesn't sound intrusive. "So who loves you all of a sudden?" I ask jokingly while gesturing to her phone.
She feigns mock hurt then breaks character and smiles. "My friend Trish. She's stuck on a date with this guy her cousin set her up with."
"Oh is that the girl who is really loud? Curly hair?" I ask and she laughs a heart filled laugh.
"Yeah, in a nut shell, that's Trish."
I think on this for a moment. "Huh, well maybe you, Trish, Dez, and I could all hang out sometime."
She smiles a shy but genuine smile, her fingers messing with her phone case nervously. "Yeah, that would be fun."
By the time the final buzzer rang, the score was 23:13. Not a bad first game if you ask me, although if you were to ask me how the game went I could not tell ya. Ally could be a bit of a distraction, even if she wasn't talking to me.
Her and I along with a few hundred people began to evacuate the stadium and head for the parking lot. "Don't get lost now shorty." I joke and link arms with her. She looked at me aghast at my comment, but kept her mouth shut. Oops, I hope I didn't just strike a nerve.
"Alright, I won't get lost as long as you don't step on any small children." She joked back and smiled. I rolled my eyes but suddenly had a realization. The event of the night was over so, what were we gonna do now? I called Dez and walked toward a land mark I knew; my car.
"Hey man! Where are you?" Dez's faded voice crackles in my speaker.
"I'm by my car, where are you?" I ask while glancing at Ally who was replying to another text.
"I'm in front of the school about to leave with Max and Jason. We're heading to the after party! Wanna come?" He asks. I look to Ally. Maybe she'd want to come too? "Hang on a sec Dez." I say then turn to Ally. "Hey do you wanna come with me and Dez to an after party?" She looks at me almost offended. "No, no way." She said harshly. I must have looked as confused and rejected as I felt because she then softened her voice a little. "Thanks, but no thanks. I don't really roll with that crowd anymore." I nod in her direction before she says, "Well I gotta go, bye Austin! Thanks again for the face paint!" and walks hurriedly away into the crowd of people.
Well that was strange.
What? Why did Ally freak out? Stay tuned, the next chapter is on it's way in a matter of minutes!