There are no words to describe how amazing you guys are :') if I could I'd give yall a bear hug, but i can't, so we'll have to settle with a virtual one instead.
~chapter 4: Helping Trish and Belle get ready~
"Welcome to sonic boom how may I Hel…Hey guys" I greeted Trish and Belle. They smiled and rested their elbows on the desk in front of me.
"Hey Ally, me and Belle were shopping for dresses for tonight and thought we'd visit you" Trish said as she held up 4 bags in her hands.
"Oh right. The party. Great" I gave her a sarcastic thumbs up and plastered a large cheesy smile on my face. Trish rolled her eyes at me.
"You're such a buzz kill, even if you're not going can't you be happy that me and Belle actually got invited this time? We got invited to Austin moon's party!" she yelled as she threw both her arms up into the air.
I huffed and slammed my leather book shut. "I gave you thumbs up, what more do you want? Besides it's only a party and you don't need an invite anyway" I replied taking out folder full of messed up paper. Belle picked up some of the mess and began to help me sort it out.
"So what time is this 'awesome' party?" I asked doing hand gestures. Belle took out her phone and checked the time.
"Well its 3pm now, so 4 hours" she replied.
I shook my head in disbelief "wow, a 7pm party, wild!" I said sarcastically. Belle grinned at me and put the paper she sorted into the folder.
"Hey Ally, think you can come round to mine at 5:30 to help us get ready, you know you do the best hairstyles and make up ever" she pleaded. I smiled and nodded.
"Sure, see you then" I said with a yawn. Trish jumped up and now with excitement.
"Awesome! See you later Ally, we've got shopping to do!" she sang while dragging belle out by her arm.
I giggled to myself and walked over to the door, I turned to sign from 'open' to 'closed' and made my way to my practise room. I sighed happily and sat at the piano stool. I opened my book and got out my pen. I felt creative today. I tapped my pen on the side of the piano. I thought about how I felt at this moment in time. I thought about how I can't hang out with my own friends, how lonely I actually felt everyday, about how stupid pretty boy had almost ruined my life for no reason at all and how I felt this way for years. I was 13 when my dad started to get ill that's when things got worse. I put my pen to the paper and began to write, pouring my heart and soul in every word.
Conversations with my 13-year-old self
Conversations with my 13-year-old self
you're angry
I know this
The world couldn't care less
You're lonely
I feel this
And you wish you were the best
No teachers
Or guidance
And you always walk alone
You're crying At night when
Nobody else is home
Come over here and let me hold your hand and hug you darling
I promise you that it won't always feel this bad
There are so many things I want to say to you
You're the girl I used to be
You little heartbroken thirteen year old me (1)
I felt warm tears falling down my cheeks as I sung out every word with feeling, almost like I was singing it to myself. I stopped playing and finally broke down; I rested my head into the keys of the piano, making a horrible noise as I did so. I cried into my arms until I couldn't cry and longer.
I lifted my head and wiped my red, tear-stained cheeks. I took a deep breath and packed away all my stuff. I knew I spent hours writing, and crying. At least 2 and a half. I ran my fingers through my hair and picked up my things. I locked up my practise room and headed down the stairs. I walked out of the front door and locked it behind me. I walked my way back home and found my dad struggling to climb down the stairs. "Dad! What are you doing?" I yelled while I threw my bag onto the floor and rushed to his side. I pulled him up by his arms and helped him up the stairs onto his bed.
"Thank you honey, I guess I'm not as strong as I used to be" he exclaimed. I frowned at him and shot him a glare.
"Dad, why were you out of bed, the doctor said you could really hurt yourself with any kind of movements, you bruise really easily" I placed my hands on my hips and he smiled.
"You remind me so much of your mother. I needed a glass of water, besides I'm fit and healthy" he replied, I scoffed at this sentence. I walked to the bathroom and poured him a glass of water, then took it back to him.
"Thanks honey, you better get going, Trish kept calling me asking if you were home yet" he said as he sipped the glass of water.
"oh yeah, she wanted me to do her hair and make up for a party, if you need anything just call me and I'll be over straight away, later dad" I kissed his cheek and made my way out and headed to Trish's house.
I might be 16, but I don't have a license yet, I can't even afford a car! How amazing would it be if I could drive?! Just to be able to escape when I wanted to.
I arrived at Trish's house and knocked on the door, belle answered looking stressed out. "Hey Ally, come in" she said in an out of breath voice. I did as she said and walked in. we walked into Trish's bedroom and my mouth hung open, it was covered in outfits, make up, hair accessories and other stuff. I turned to face Trish.
"Ally! Thank god you're here, please can you zip me up? Belle's stressing over her dress" she asked me, I nodded and zipped up her neon short, pink dress. She spun around to face me. "Awesome, now make up and hair" she said while gripping my wrist and dragging me to the corner of her room.
After an hour I had done both Trish's and belle's make up and hair. I hung Trish's black tight curls in a loose bun at the top of her head, some strand's hanging out. For her make up I put a light pink eye shadow on, some blush, deep red lipstick and natural mascara.
For Belle, her hair was bleached bright blonde and was naturally straight. I pulled the top layer of her hair and clipped it to the back of her hair while letting her bangs hand over her eyes, I straightened the rest. Belle's dress was a black knee-length party dress, so I used a black, smokey eye shadow along with a thick line of black eyeliner, flirty fake lasses and some Barbie pink lip-gloss. Belle was more of a 'dress to impress' kind of person basically she loved to dress up.
"wow, thank you Ally, I feel so sexy" Belle said as she put on her 7 inch black heels. I rolled my eyes at her killer shoes and smiled sweetly at her. Trish pulled on her, not-so-feet-murdering, 4 inch pink heels. I took Trish's phone and took a picture of them both posing while blowing a kiss to the phone. I laughed and placed Trish's phone into my pocket.
"Yeah you rock Ally, I'll call you tomorrow" they both hugged me goodbye and left in Belle's car. Like me, Trish doesn't have a licence. I started to make my way home until I realized I still had Trish's phone. I took the phone out and called belle…no answer. Great.
"Well Ally girl, looks like you're finally going to see one of Austin moon's parties" I mumbled while storming off towards Austin's house.
(1) Song: p!nk - conversations with my 13-year-old self.
The next chapter will be longer and, wait for it, will contain some auslly moments…kinda.
