So what up guys?! I'm living in the coldest place in the continental U.S. and we're having a snow day today and tomorrow. Which is why I'm updating two of my stories today! Yay!
Chapter 4: Ally's POV
Okay, I successfully opened my locker. Whoo! There are still a ton of people here, coming in and just roaming the halls.
"Ally!" I hear a familiar voice. Turning, I see Trish opening the locker next to mine.
"Trish! Oh my god!" We hug, like most girls. Then I say, "Hey, I thought you were on my bus! I didn't see you!"
"Oh yeah, I missed it. I was busy picking out my outfit." She twirled, giving me a full view of her tight black leggings and her hot pink zebra striped shirt. "And besides, that bus is freakishly overcrowded."
"I KNOW. This morning, I was shoved into the window cuz some girl wanted to sit by her ex who was next to me. Ugh!"
"Ooh, that sucks. Who was it?" She asks.
"Who was who?"
"The person you were sitting by."
"Some blondie named Austin. Why?"
"Damn, Ally! You were pressed up against Austin Moon?! Half the girls in this school would KILL to be in that position. You know, even I would do that!" She said in an excited whisper.
"Um, I'm pretty sure you said you hated him..." Was that a different Austin?
"I know, but he's still drop dead gorgeous! Girl, if you could find one girl who wouldn't enjoy that, I would pay you with my rainbow leopard print leggings." Oh my god, she's serious. If she's putting her animal print at risk, then...
"And, Ally? I know that you enjoyed it too, so don't say you didn't." Trish looked at me with a knowing smile.
"Whaaaaaaat?" My voice rose about an octave and a half. "No-o..." My voice broke. Oh yeah, she definitely believes me now.
"Don't worry Ally, I don't blame you." Trish winked and patted my shoulder. Rolling my eyes, I said,
"MOVING ON, what's your first period?"
"Well...here, how about you show me your schedule." Trish held her hand out, and I gave her my schedule.
Per. 1- French 2
Per. 2- Music
Per. 3- Honors English
Per. 4- Lunch
Per. 5- Honors Algebra 2
Per. 6- Honors Biology
Per. 7- World Geography
Per. 8- P.E.
"Okay, so I only have lunch and bio with you...but I'll see you around for sure! And the world languages are all the way downstairs, I'll take you there. I have Spanish first period, so they're literally right next to each other."
"Aren't you Mexican?" I ask in confusion.
"Yeah, so? Spanish is an easy A!" She shrugged and rolled her eyes, like it was obvious.
AFTER FIRST PERIOD
"Ally!" I hear Trish yell. Turning, I see her walking up to me. "How was French?"
"Ugh! Oh my god, everyone was literally a zombie. Either that or freakishly cliquey. But our teacher was pretty cool, I liked her." It seemed like a decent class overall.
"Oh...well what do you have next?"
"Music. What about you?"
"I have some social studies shit. It literally is THE WORST." She shuddered in disgust. "Anyways, I won't see you until fourth period, so good luck till then!" Trish grinned and started walking the other way.
Okay, music awaits...somewhere in this oversized school. With a sigh, I turned and began walking somewhere.
6 MINUTES AND 14 SECONDS OF POINTLESS WANDERING LATER...
Oh my forking god, the bell rang like a minute ago and I have no idea where to go! I've never been late anywhere in my life! Gaaaaaaahh...
WAIT. I HEAR SINGING. THAT MEANS MUSIC. BWAHAHAHA, I FOUND IT!
Victoriously, I sped off towards the sound and burst into a room. It was a classroom with a bunch of desks in the middle, and guitars and keyboards off to the sides of the room.
"H-hi. Um, I'm Ally...I'm new, it's my first day..." Awkwardness...everyone was staring at me. I felt my face turn pink.
"Hello, Ally, let me see if I have you on my list. Let's see... I have Alaina Dawson, is that you?"
"Yeah, that's me!" I said, relieved.
"Well, welcome to Marino High, Alaina," my teacher said.
"Yeah, thanks, Miss..." I drew out my sentence, hoping she would get my unsaid message.
"Here, take a seat right next to Cassidy. Cassidy, raise your hand!" Stupid teachers these days...
I looked throughout the room for Cassidy, who was waving her hand. Oh, I know her!
I walked over and sat next to her.
"What's up?" She smiled at me.
"Hey..." I shyly smiled back.
AFTER 2ND PERIOD
Okay, so English. Huh. Turning, I looked to Cassidy, who seemed really nice, and asked,
"Hey, do you know where this room is?" I showed her my schedule and pointed to 3rd period.
"Um...yeah! Kira has English next. Here, let me call her over." Pausing, she yelled, "Hey! Kira!"
Kira turned around once she walked out of a classroom nearby. "Who said my name? Oh, hi Cassidy! Hey Ally!" She waved at us. I waved back and smiled.
"Hi Kira!" I said back.
"Wait, you guys know each other?" Cassidy looked between us in confusion.
"Oh, yeah, we met at the mall the other day," Kira explained to Cassidy. "Anyway, what's up?"
"Um, can you show me where the English classroom is?" I asked Kira.
"Oh, no problem, I'm headed there right now! But we lost about two minutes talking, and its on the other end of the school, so... Bye Cass!" She dragged me along with her.
"Bye guys!" Cassidy yelled at us.
"Bye!" I yelled.
Well, at least now I won't be late.
AFTER 3RD PERIOD
Well that was totally stupid class. I officially hate it. It's so dumb. Bleh.
At least now I go to lunch...
"Hey, Kira! When's your lunch period?" I asked.
"I have it next, why?"
"Oh, me too! This is awesome!"
"I know right! Come on, vamanos!"
AT LUNCH
"Hey cuties." Trish winked at us when we found her at lunch. She was sitting with Cassidy.
"Hi guys!" Kira cheerfully said. We sat down across from them.
We all jumped into conversations with each other right away, it was pretty cool. You know, being accepted so...easily. I felt a tiny smile growing on my face.
"Oh, Ally, you're joining the poms team, right? I can talk to the captain and try to get you a spot," Kira said.
"Oh, Ally, you're a dancer?" Cassidy looked really interested.
"Yeah..." I said unsurely.
"Oh my god, you can join cheer! As long as you're flexible enough, and you definitely have the looks for it." Cassidy said.
"Um, thanks, but I'm a dancer. Not a cheerleader..." I said. I was flattered, really, but I really don't think I could show off my body through stunts like that.
"Or you could sit around at home and eat Mexican food like me," Trish suggested. I rolled my eyes. "What? It's very good for your health." She said defensively.
"Um, I'll pass..." I said.
So the rest of lunch passed by really quickly, and before I knew it, I was off to math. Ugh. I hate math. Not as much as English, but still...
IN THE CLASSROOM
"Hi everybody!" The overly perky teacher said. I awkwardly stood by the door. He still hasn't noticed me. I feel like this teacher is really stupid already. He's creepy, fat, and smiles like a rapist.
Murmurs of depressed hellos come from throughout the room.
"Hey, Mr. P, there's a girl over there," some kid said.
"Oh! Hi, what can I do for you?" He asked me. I could feel everyone's eyes on me.
"Um, I'm new...and I'm pretty sure this is my class..." I said.
"Here, let me check and see if I have you on here anywhere. Meanwhile, introduce yourself to the class."
I don't wanna do this.
"Um, hi, my names Ally." Is that good enough?
The blank stares told me no.
"I like...stuff..." Please, please, PLEASE, hurry up and find my name...
"Ah, here, Alaina Madeleine Dawson, correct?" Praise the unicorns! He found it!
"Yeah, call me Ally though."
"Alright, Ally, welcome to M328 Honors Algebra 2, I'm Mr. P, take a seat behind...Austin. Raise your hand, please!" Towards the left side of the room, I saw the Austin from my bus stop wave his hand lazily at me. Gaaaaaahh...
Walking over to my new seat in the very back of the room, I sat down.
"Hi Ally." He turned and looked at me. Well, why not. I'm going to try and be nice to him, after all, I'll be seeing him every day for the rest of the year.
"Hi." I smiled...ish. He smirked a little before turning back around. I just stared at the back of his gorgeous blond head...what? The dude is frickin cute. I'm gonna stare, especially since he can't see me. But if he turns around...
With those thoughts in my head, I reluctantly pulled my eyes away and towards the board.
I sort of like math. Just a little bit.
And did I mention, Austin smells AMAZING?
I sighed. If only he wasn't such a jerk.
Okay. That was my chapter. Terrible ending, I know. I'm taking parts of this from my real life, like having Austin in her math class. My crush (who is also blond) used to sit in front of me in math, and my teacher changed our seats! No...
Crushingly yours,
swasome unicorns
