Chapter 3:
As I pulled into the Moon's driveway, I could barely contain my excitement. Hanging out with Austin always made me happy. I swear, even if I was homeless and all my hair fell out, hanging out with Austin would probably put a smile on my face. Probably. Well lets not go that far. I hopped out my car and made a dash for his door. My finger gave the doorbell a good push, before drifting off to my hair. My hair was static, and pieces of lint were tangled into strands of my blonde ombre. Great. Now Austin is going to see me looking like crap. Nice going Ally. I suddenly pushed off the thought. Why was I so worried about Austin seeing me? He's my best friend, not my boyfriend. I mean it's not like I care.. Right? My thoughts were interrupted by the door squeaking open. Austin stood with an evil smile on his face. "You may enter Ms. Dawson." He bit his lip to contain some giggles. Rolling my eyes I pushed passed him. "Austin. Lets just play some_AHH!" I felt two arms grab my waist and raise me in the air. Austin's laughing filled the room. "You will pay Ally. No one calls me Austy and gets away with it." Austin began running up with stairs, with me still in his semi gentle grip. "Austin! I'm sorry! Please just let me go!" I yelled over the sound of his hysterics. He shook his head before carrying me to his closet. Why were we going in the closet? This was not going to be good..