Jealousy & Jellybeans

HI! Okay…so yeah, I see this story is kinda corny, but I ain't stopping till it's over! I apologize for the delay, but I had problems logging in. Oh, and I already typed the whole story almost a month ago, so that's why the dates are old. Here it is:

Chapter 3: Hitting, Dropping, and Cracking

Ally's POV

At school, I mostly laid my head down on my desk crying. I wanted Dallas back. I just didn't understand why some people think Austin and I would be a great couple. I mean…we wouldn't. We're total opposites. And just because Austin is SUPER hot, doesn't mean I have to go out with him. Wait…did I just say Austin was SUPER hot?

And then suddenly the only thing I wanted was to be wrapped in Austin's warm, muscular (not really) arms. Then I wanted to write him a new song. Sitting at the piano bench, us really close together, smiling and singing. Then he would say something, and I would impress him with my extreme coolness. Then he would say something really mean, but he would be either trying not to smile, or actually smiling. Then we would hug and talk, and then we would look into each other's eyes…wait…what?

"ALLY." I heard. Trish was standing there.

"What…? Thinking about Austin…no way!" I said. Crap I blew it. Trish pointed at me.

"Aha! So you do like Austin back!" Trish said. I rolled my eyes.

"No." I said. I really didn't. Did I?

"Then why did you just say that?" Trish asked. I sighed.

"I wish I didn't yell at him. I want to apologize." I said. Not exactly a lie. I just didn't say all the information.

"Then do it! Apologize to Austin!" Trish said. I shook my head.

"He'll be with Cassidy. They'll be making out." I groaned.
"And why is that so bad?" Trish asked. I tucked some of my hair behind my ear.

"Because every time Austin is around Cassidy, I'm nothing." I said. Did I just say that?

"Must be pretty bad." Trish said.

"You have no idea…" I said very quietly. Just then, Cassidy walked by us. She did NOT look happy.

"Hey Cassidy." Trish said. Cassidy gave me and Trish a dirty look.

"What?" She said angrily.

"What's wrong?" I asked politely.

"You!" Cassidy screamed at me.

"Me?" I asked.

"Yes!" Cassidy said.

"What did I do?" I asked.

"YOU MADE AUSTIN DUMP ME!" Cassidy said, and tried to attack me, but Trish held her down. I did WHAT?

"What?" I asked. I was horrified.

"Austin dumped me because he likes you. No, he loves you!" Cassidy roared.

"WILL YOU PEOPLE STOP SAYING AUSTIN LOVES ME?" I roared back. I was sick and tired of everyone saying Austin loves me, or has a crush on me! HE DOES NOT HAVE A CRUSH ON ME! THERE IS NO ROMANCE BETWEEN US! Is there Ally? Is there?

"WELL YOU KNOW IT'S TRUE! WHY DON'T YOU GO ASK HIM?" Cassidy screamed.

"I WILL!" I screamed back, and I stomped to the left of the school.

"AUSTIN IS ON THE OTHER SIDE." Cassidy yelled. I stomped over to the right side of the school.

Austin's POV

I saw Ally running toward me, but I ran into the boys' bathroom until I was sure she was gone. I peeked out, saw no sign of Ally, and casually walked out. Then I saw Ally walk right back to me. I really didn't wanna talk to her, considering the fact that she broke up with me (I mean our friendship, BTW). I walked back into the boys' bathroom and repeated the same thing 3 times before the bell rang. Good. I don't wanna talk to Ally. She hates me.

Ally's POV

I ran to my next class, panting. I guess Austin was pretty good without me. I sighed. Ping. I checked my phone to see what the text message said:

To: Ally | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 9:47 am

Trish: DID YOU APOLOGIZE 2 AUSTIN?

I quickly sent Trish a reply:

To: Trish | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 9:47 am

Ally: NO. HE KEPT RUNNING AWAY FROM ME.

To: Ally | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 9:48 am

Trish: DO YOU KNOW WHY?

To: Trish | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 9:48 am

Ally: OF COURSE NOT. AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT.

To: Ally | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 9:48 am

Trish: HOWZIT MY FAULT?

To: Trish | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 9:49 am

Ally: IF YOU DIDN'T SAY AUSTIN WANTED ME TO DATE HIM INSTEAD OF DALLAS, THEN DALLAS WOULDN'T HAVE BROKE UP WITH ME AND I WOULDN'T HAVE TO APOLOGIZE TO AUSTIN!

To: Ally | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 9:50 am

Trish: WHOA WHOA WHOA! ARE YOU BLAMING ME FOR THIS? YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO GO BLABBING IT TO DALLAS!

Just as I was about to text back, the teacher, Ms. Davis, said something.

"Trish? Ally? Are you texting in class while I'm giving a lesson?" Ms. Davis asked.

"Yes." I admitted. Trish shot me a dirty look.

"Give me the phones. They're mine till the end of the day. But first, read the text messages out loud in front of the class." Ms. Davis said. Trish rolled her eyes. We both got up out of our seats and walked to the front of the classroom.

"Did you apologize to Austin." Trish read.

"No he kept running away from me." I read. Some people snickered.

"Do you know why." Trish read.

"Of course not it's all your fault." I read back.

"How's it my fault." Trish read.

"If you didn't say Austin wanted me to date him instead of Dallas then Dallas wouldn't have broken up with me and I wouldn't have to apologize to Austin." I read, rolling my eyes. More snickers.

"Whoa whoa whoa. Are you blaming me for this. You didn't have to go blabbing it to Dallas." Trish read. I rolled my eyes again.

"Thank you. Give me the phones." Ms. Davis said. Trish and I handed her the phones, and she put them in a container. We sat back down. I put my head down on my desk and didn't move until the bell rang. I would have to apologize to Austin in Gym.

Austin's POV

It was time for gym. I would have to face Ally. But I had an idea. Maybe at the school dance I could perform a song for Ally. But what song? A Billion Hits? Nah. Double Take! That's the reason why I'm famous! No. Break Down The Walls? Never actually got to perform that one. No…how about Not a Love Song? That'll refresh her memory. Yeah! That's a great idea! I am so smart! But I came up with it. Wait…you are me! Okay, this is getting ridiculous.

After I changed in the locker room, I sat down on the floor. Cassidy sat next to me. Just my luck. I moved away to where Dez was sitting. Ping.

To: Austin | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 10:40 am

Cassidy: Y DID U DUMP ME? WAS IT CUZ OF ALLY?

I was shocked at that text. I saw Cassidy from the corner of my eye. She was waiting expectantly for me to answer. So I did:

To: Cassidy | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 10:41 am

Austin: WHAT MAKES YOU SAY THAT?

I hoped she didn't-Ping.

To: Austin | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 10:41 am

Cassidy: CUZ I SEE U STARING AT HER. LIKE WHAT U WERE JUST DOING 3 MINUTES AGO.

I didn't answer that text. She's stalking me because she shouldn't know that I was staring at her. I turned off my phone and when she wasn't looking, slipped it into Ally's purse. I didn't care if she read it or not. I just wanted her to know I love her. I saw Ally look at me run back to the seat I was sitting in. Dez tapped on me.

"Did you just put something into Ally's purse?" Dez asked. Yep I sure did.

"Uh...yeah." I admitted.

"What did you put in there? A pickle?" Dez asked. I wish.

"My phone." I said quietly. Dez gave me the Why did you do that? look. "I kind of want her to read it. Don't know why. It's complicated."

Ally's POV

Great. I forgot we were doing dodgeball this week. I grabbed my brush out of my purse and brushed it, then pulled the scrunchie off my wrist and tied my hair into a neat ponytail. I could feel someone watching me. I got up and put the brush back in my purse while walking to the locker room. When I got to my locker, I saw something in there that was very strange. A phone. That wasn't mine. I looked more carefully at it. Austin's?

"Why is Austin's phone in my purse?" I asked myself. I turned the combination on my lock, and then put my purse in there along with my clothes. I was gonna tell him, but I wasn't so sure. So I was gonna tell him at lunch. I went back to my seat in the gym. I felt really guilty.

Austin's POV

I know Ally knows my phone is in there. I wondered what she did with it. Coach Shea blew his whistle.

"All right! Everyone get into their teams!" Coach Shea's voice boomed. Everyone quickly ran to their teams. Cassidy's on my team. But Ally isn't. I need to talk to her. I grabbed a ball, and when Coach Shea blew his whistle, everyone began throwing balls. I threw a ball straight at Ally, and I guess she'd noticed because she caught it. Crap it! How did she know? She always lets people hit her! Coach Shea blew his whistle.

"Austin, you're out." He said. I heard people laughing. I angrily sat on the bench. I watched the game. Everyone on my team lost. Sheila Colby got knocked out with a ball and was unconscious. I felt sorry for her, especially since Ally was the one who knocked her out. It was really weird how usually Ally is the worst at playing dodgeball, and suddenly she strikes everyone on my team out.

Ally's POV

I could not believe my team won! And I wasn't hit once! After the game was over, everyone went to their locker rooms. After I changed into my regular clothes, the bell hadn't rang yet, so I took Austin's phone out of my purse and turned it on. I began to open Austin's text messages. I knew it was wrong, but it had been killing me to know what he said. Maybe then I could find out what happened to him last week. Ping. A text message! I should read it... No, Ally. Don't read it! Maybe just one message...

To: Austin | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 11:21 am

Cassidy: AUSTIN ANSWER ME! U KNOW YOU WERE STARING AT HER AND YOU TRIED TO HER RIGHT IN THE YOU-KNOW-WHAT BUT SHE CAUGHT IT AND GOT U OUT! YOU LET HER!

Staring at who? And what's the you-know-what? I decided to read more of his texts.

To: Austin | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 10:40 am

Cassidy: Y DID U DUMP ME? WAS IT CUZ OF ALLY?

To: Cassidy | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 10:41 am

Austin: WHAT MAKES YOU SAY THAT?

To: Austin | Monday, September 24, 2012 | 10:41 am

Cassidy: CUZ I SEE U STARING AT HER. LIKE WHAT U WERE JUST DOING 3 MINUTES AGO.

What? Was Austin was staring at me? Nah...that's ridiculous. Then the bell rang and all the girls began pushing each other. A fat girl pushed me and made me drop Austin's phone out of my hands. Good, it didn't-CRACK. Another girl stepped on it. They didn't even say sorry! I gasped and picked up the crushed phone. Maybe Austin likes crushed phones...

Okay, so whatcha think? I know…really random, huh? Stay tuned. NOTE: It may be a while before Chapter 4 is up.