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Ally's POV:
"Umm, nice to meet you, Mr. Moon." I said, nervously shaking his hand.
He chuckled. "You can skip all those formalities. I'm not so fond of being formal. Anyways, over there are a couple of my friends. This here Dez, my best bro." he said, pointing at the red haired boy.
"Sup?" he said. I really didn't know how to respond to that. I barely knew how to reply to Austin.
"This here is Trish De La Rosa!" Austin said pointing at the girl while he said it her name in a very posh way.
"Very nice to meet you." Trish said offering her hand. I nervously shook it.
Well, uh, welcome to Marano High." Austin said, while placing a hand on my shoulder.
I stumbled at the feeling of his hand on her shoulder. My face turned really red…a little too red.
"Um, are you okay?" Austin asked.
"I think I already know what's up." Trish said, raising her eyebrows.
Dez did the same.
"Shut it, guys. Don't think so wrong." Austin told them. "So I'm guessing you're going to need a guide right?"
"Um it's not necessary-"
"Oh, but it is. Besides, after making so many people mad, I'm gonna guess that you're going need a bodyguard, am I right?"
"I…I guess."
"I'll be her guide." Dez said.
"No offence, buddy, but she's going to need someone who can actual stand a chance at protecting her." Austin said.
"That's true, but you KNOW I'll own you in basketball though." Dez said with a grin.
"Oh ho, you wish! It's on! And shall we bet the wager?" he asked.
"We shall," Dez said, doing the "what up" handshake.
"Today, 6:00, at my house. Don't be late." Dez mocked. Austin nodded in agreement.
"Anyways, would you mind if I were to be you're guide today?" Austin asked.
"Umm…no?" I said. I had to choose my words carefully. I mean, this was BY FAR my longest conversation.
"Okay then. Follow me." Austin said starting to walk towards the school. "You coming?"
I guess he noticed I didn't even take a step yet. I wasn't sure what to do. This could be a prank. But he saved my diary, so I was guessing he was reliable. I started walking tiny step by tiny step. I could tell Austin and the others were confused. They looked at me like I was crazy. In fact, I thought I was crazy too. But my legs refused to move any faster. The last time I followed some stranger, he threw me in the recycling bin. He threw me in the recycling bin instead of the trash can because it was Green Day.
Austin chuckled. He went over to me and took my hand. I was in pure shock. Nobody ever took my hand by choice before.
"C'mon, silly, class isn't gonna fall from the sky!" Austin joked.
He started leading me inside. "I'll catch you guys later. Oh, and Dez, this is for you!" Austin said, throwing a paper airplane at Dez. When Dez caught the airplane, we were already inside the school.
Dez opened the paper, scanned through it, and then smirked.
"What did he say?" Trish asked.
"Read it." Dez said, giving the paper to her.
Dear Best Bro,
Ima kick ur ass at basketball today.
From,
The guy who is gonna kick your ass at basketball today.
Meanwhile…
Austin led me to my homeroom. Coincidentally, he had the same homeroom teacher I did. Before I went in, Austin pulled me back. "Hey, you want to have some fun?"
"Huh?" I asked.
"Okay, here's what you do. Go inside, take your seat, and just start paying attention, okay?"
"Umm…okay. Is this going to be…hurtful?"
"C'mon, I would never hurt the new girl. I don't hurt girls to begin with."
"No offense, but how is this…um…fun?"
"You'll see."
Austin motioned me to go in alone. I didn't feel comfortable doing that. I really needed Austin at my side. What if somebody tried to hit me? What if it was Herman?
I walked in slowly and started heading to my seat. I looked around the class as I went, and the people's faces weren't so nice.
The students obviously know of me. Some of the guys started cracking their knuckles and the girls gave me the demon's stare. "Oh Austin, I need you now." I thought.
I sat down quietly in my seat. The guy next to me started moving his chair away from me.
"Oh, so you're our newest student, eh?" the teacher said.
I looked around the class. Everybody was awaiting my answer. "Um, yes?"
"Well, it's very nice to meet you, Ms. Dawson. My name is Mrs. Coltz."
"N-nice to meet you, Mrs. Coltz." I replied.
"I'm guessing you've made some friends so far, yes?" she asked.
"Umm…"
"Of course she did," said a cheerleader. "Me."
"Oh, Cassidy, you're so nice! I'm sure you two will become great friends."
"Oh, of course, Mrs. Coltz! Trust me when I say I'll become a friend she won't forget." Cassidy said, smiling at the teacher. The smile was obviously fake, but Mrs. Coltz fell for it.
"Oh, no wonder you've been re-elected school president every year!" Mrs. Coltz said. "Now that that's done, let's have 10 minutes to read before you all head over to first period."
I was glad to hear that. I took out my book, "Lover's In Paradise," which was about 900 pages long. I was on page 782.
"I'll be right back. I just gotta get something from the teacher's lounge. Stay quiet, class!" Mrs. Coltz said, leaving.
My throat turned dry all the sudden. "Man, I'm thirsty."
Some guy tapped my shoulder. I turned around to find a guy offering water. I thanked him and took the water. As I started drinking, I started to notice how weird the water tasted. I spat the water out, making the whole class laugh.
"What did you put in this, sir?" I gently asked the guy who offered me the water.
"Oh, it's nothing. It's just water…that I scooped from the toilet." he said, grinning evilly.
I couldn't believe what just happened. I drank water from a toilet! That was the dirtiest thing I've ever done! I've never even stepped in mud before, let alone let toileted water go down my digestive system!
Suddenly, the class was chanting. "Chug, chug, chug, chug."
"But I don't want to-"
"You better drink that or else we'll beat you up! Too bad you're 'bodyguard' ain't here." some guy said in the back.
I've never felt so threatened and humiliated. Sure, I've been humiliated before, but nowhere near this level! I closed my eyes and started drinking. I started crying as the water touched my mouth. Suddenly, somebody placed their hand on my hand. I thought it was Jesus. When I opened my eyes, I saw Austin.
"OH, C'MON WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO INTERUPT?" a guy said.
Austin pulled the water bottle away from me and threw it away. He then turned to the guy who just yelled. "Oh, so you think this is funny?"
"C'mon, I'm not scared of YOU. I've got friends you know." he said, obviously not scared. He snapped his fingers.
No reply.
He snapped again.
No reply.
"Where are they?" he said in frustration.
"Oh, which one? The one I shoved in the trash can, the one I pushed in the locker, or the one I threw over the railing?"
He dropped dead silent. Everybody could tell he was scared to death. Even I was scared, and he was protecting me.
Austin looked at me. "Hey, Ally. You remembered when I told you we were gonna have fun?"
"Yes?" I said.
"Well, now's the time. Let's play a little game."
"What game?"
"A game I just made up. It's called 'Mercy or More.'"
"How do you play that?"
Austin smiled at me. He then threw the guy who gave me the bad water at my feet. "This is how you play. I'm going to ask you Mercy or More. If you say more, then I'll hurt him some more. If you say Mercy, then the game ends, okay? Now here's a little tip for you: Think back to all those times you were bullied. Bring it all to this guy. I'll start you off."
Austin kicked the guy in the shins, making him fall on one knee. "Now, Mercy or More?"
The right thing to do was to say Mercy, but I couldn't. I've been hurt mentally and physically all my life. Here is probably my one and only chance to express all that anger and pain. "…more."
Austin slammed the guy across the face with a powerful punch. The guy fell to the floor face first and started bleeding.
"Mercy or More?" Austin asked.
"More." I said.
Austin placed his foot on the guy's back and started pulling his arm. It wasn't hard enough to break his arm, but hard enough to hurt him a lot.
"Mercy or More?"
As much as I wanted to say more, I couldn't. I'm not like that. I'm Ally Dawson, an intelligent and gentle girl. I couldn't hurt people no matter how mean they are to me.
"Mercy."
Wen released the guys arm. "Good game, wasn't it?" Austin asked, giving me a quick wink.
I smiled. He had been the nicest person ever. No one ever stood up for me, and nobody had ever tried to become my friend in public.
"Now, do you people have anything to say to Ally?" Austin asked, turning around.
There was a silence. Then, they started dropping comments.
"We love you, Ally!"
"You're the best, Dawson!"
"Wanna come over to my house today, Ally?"
Wen turned to me and pinched my nose. I giggled. "Ally, know this. As long as I'm here, no one will ever harm you."
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