Tales of The Lonesome Ally Dawson
Chapter 2: The Broken Pencil
Ally's P.O.V:
"Hey Ally! How you doin' today?" Austin asked me from across the hall, jogging to catch up with me, for a small girl I'm pretty fast.
"So Ally", He said rubbing the back of his neck. What was it this time! He's been acting like this ever since he started hanging out with Cassidy Williams, the schools Prettiest girl!
"Ally, I'm sorry, but we just can't hang out anymore…"
"Wha… Why?"
"It's Not you, or me… It's more Cassidy. Cass said if I hang out with you anymore there's no chance in eternity I'd go out with her! And I mean look at her Ally! She really pretty.." he said obviously zoning out.
"If you think our friendship is like that… easily broken… then go ahead. Break it!" I yelled holding up a pencil for him to break it. He couldn't break it, he didn't have the heart to, so, in the Blood-Rush of the moment I broke it for him.
"SEE AUSTIN, THAT THERE IS OURFRIENDSHIP NOW BROKEN!" Austin just stood there staring at the pencil as I ran off.
2 years later… In 9TH grade.
I opened up my locker only to find a broken in half pencil with tape poorly wrapped around it. How did it get in my locker? There was a note wrapped around it, I opened it and scanned through it, seeing that at the end it was addressed as *Love, Austin* I was curious, was this Austin Monica Moon or another delusional Austin that wanted to go on a date with me. I've recently had a couple of boys ask to go out with me, since, well I've gotten prettier over the years, but hey, whatever!
The Note was written in familiar sloppy handwriting that stated :
Allyson Marie Dawson,
You will probably throw this letter away, You've probably scanned it by now saying 'EWW Is this… Monica? YUCK!' But since you're scanning this, This is just a keyword so you'll pay attention to me PICKLES! You know you can't resist pickles Ally, but onto serious business. Remember that pencil you broke in 7th grade? Well I kept it. Me and Cassidy are now currently dating so that means I have to be careful, Allyson, this pencil I taped means our friendship is still on. But, Cassidy doesn't like you. So, If I say or do anything to you Ally, Just remember this, I'm sorry for what I do to you, but one day, at least TRY to pry me away from Cassidy, If I don't I might be in the forever tight grip of her finger.
Love,
Austin,
*Flashback End.*
Austin's P.O.V:
I woke up in the morning at least 5:30 in the morning to the sound of my Dad yelling at my mom, then a loud BANG! I ran downstairs in my T-Shirt and underwear just to see what happened, Dad had shot a bullet, But not at my mom, at the T.V stand. OH THANK GOD NOTHNG IMPORTANT GOT HIT, LIKE MY MOM (or the T.V) I used the skills I learned from a Police Officer to unravel the gun from my dads' hands and throwing it to the wall. "DON'T PICK IT UP!" I yelled. He didn't. I was proud of him for that, Then un proud of him as I glanced at the kitchen clock. "5:30 REALLY?" My mom was nice so she muttered an apology, but my dad cursed at me, which got my blood boiling so I ran to my room to get ready, not wanting to deal with my dad. I walked up to my Balcony in my room glancing over to Ally's room. No, I did not like her THAT way. I was just curious of what she was doing at 5:30 in the morning. I wasn't surprised to see she was sleeping. So, I walked inside and peeled off my T-shirt and Underwear and took a shower letting the hot water trickle down my body, before turning the water onto warm, because it WAS kind of hot. When I was done I changed into a red Plaid shirt with a white tie and black skinny jeans with Red Converse. I fixed my messy hair and was ready for the day…. Brushing my teeth would be nice.. So I did, eventually, right after I went downstairs and made myself breakfast. My mom was in no state to make us breakfast, I mean, she was almost shot by her own husband, how would you feel? Horrible right? So I made pancakes for three. 6 for me, 4 for my mom, and 2 for my dad. Just because I don't like my dad right doesn't mean he starves! "Now go! Off to work you too! Love you mom and dad, Bye." We exchanged goodbyes and they were on their way. "They Grow Up So Fast." I said and did a little fake cry and sniffle, even though I was in the house alone. I must be crazy. I sat and watched Spongebob on demand for a while until it was 7:00 I decided I would start walking to school, meet some of the early bird friends and be there to make fun of Dorkson. I walked out and saw Dorkson… Let the bullying commence!
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(A/N : A few minutes past… I mean you KNOW what happened if you didn't skip the first chapter, I mean nothing's going to be different. Now I'm going to the faded screams part, keep up with the program people! )
"Ally!" Trish yelled running onto the street as well, Giving the finger to anyone who beeped at her. Me being the guy I am yelled "Dawson!" and ran to her. I put her head in my lap and practically yelled at a dead body "Speak to me Dawson. SPEAK TO ME, SPEAK TO ME!" Trish started yelling at people "What are you idiots doing! Don't just stand and stare call 911!" Everyone flipped on their phones and called in the emergency. It was a hit and run situation since there were no cars near her body. I was on the verge of tears, while Trish was bawling as they said "I don't know if she'll be alright… I'm Sorry." Suddenly Cassidy and the populars barged into the doors. "Are you alright Austy-kins?" I hated that name but I deal with it, for she is Cassidy Williams, hottest girl in the school. "I'm all right but Dawson's not… And Trish isn't doing so well either." I said pointing to a ball in the corner of the waiting room. "Well what do you want me to do?" Cassidy asked quite snobbish if I do say so myself. "Well, you could comfort Trish and actually, oh, I don't know, feel sorry for Al- I mean Dawson!" She was getting angry at me. "Well, I don't CARE for Dawson or De La Rosa, I care for You Austy-Kins! You're the one keeping my image alive, without you My Image would crumple down! I pushed Cassidy to the side, seeing that she actually DIDN'T care about me, I saw that Dez was comforting her, which was good, at least someone had a heart. Sadly, I thought about what Cassidy said, and she was right. She was keeping my image up and I was keeping hers up, we needed each other, so no matter how much I wanted Ally to be my friend, I couldn't, she was my image, and I was hers. It was just how it worked.
"Dawson is ready for visitors." A brunette Nurse came in and announced. It was my turn, After Trish, to see Ally, AFTER I deal with Ms. Williams.
