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"Hey, Ally,"

I rolled my eyes and kept walking.

"Oh, we still on that no talking page? I thought we got past that in the café."

I groaned. "Fuck off, Austin."

"So," he continued, "We're gonna meet at the front of the school, yeah?"

I shut my locker and wait three seconds. "No." Then I walk off.

It has been the same for the past week and a half. I walk into school and go to my locker, then Austin appears, says hello to me and I ignore him. He then asks to meet after school, and I say no and walk off.

I continue walking to my class. Everyone has been the same - they stay clear of me. I like it that way though because it means I get no attention what so ever, and no one has to talk to me.

However Austin... is a totally different story. He doesn't leave me alone. I guess, in a way, to other people it would be considered cute - but I don't like it. Everyone gave up and left - and he hasn't.

"Seriously? Watch it!" I heard when I collided with someone.

I look at them. "You better watch where you're going more often and stop accusing people of your own wrong doing."

The girl looked at me and her eyes widened. "Oh, yeah, I'm sorry..."

I scoffed. "Seriously, that's all it takes for someone to apologise? Jesus fucking Christ."

Intentionally, that was only for me to hear, but they other person heard it too.

"Maybe, if you were nicer and associated yourself more, people would like you. Plus, you scare everyone because you know everything, somehow..."

I turned to the short latina talking to me. "I don't even do nothing for people to be scared of me!"

"Try fighting five grown men in front of everyone, then nearly taking down the entire school just with your brains and having some weird communication with people that just one look from you, you just make people do what you want." She told me. "And that's not counting all the other things you can probably do that no one knows about."

Then she left. I laughed, I'm glad she had some guts in the end.

I shook my head and entered my class. My mind couldn't remove from the incident in the hallway. I knew that girl, I had to, I remember reading her name, her nationality and all that in a file.

Austin Moon. Two closest friends.. Trish DeLa Rosa and Dez Wade.

That was Trish. She isn't that bad, actually.

"Miss Dawson, can you tell me why the girl in the book is so quiet, insecure and sensitive?"

I looked towards the bald-headed man. "What?"

"The girl," He said like it was obvious, "Why does she feel like the things she feels like?"

I thought about the girl in the book. It's funny, she reminds me of me. My eyes grew wide. The girl is me.

I coughed. "Because everyone left her, made fun of her, used her for her body only," I could feel the tear's coming, the burning started at the back of my throat. "Maybe she feels like no one understands her, no one knows the truth so they just assume. Maybe she is alone."

The room was quiet. I coughed and blinked back the tear's as I gathered my things to leave the classroom. Even speaking about someone else's possible life - it being so accurate to my own is too hard.

I ran onto the field near the car park and sat with my back leaning on a tree. I will not cry. I am not weak.

"You're not weak." I whispered.

Minutes had passed and I needed to get up and go. So I did. I ran all the way to my house, ignoring the fact my car was at school. I needed the air. I needed to feel the cold. Without even realising it, I made my way home. I opened the door and slammed it shut once I was inside.

I planned on running to my room, ignoring Dallas, but I couldn't. Once I turned round I was face with the one person I despised: Carter.

He smiled. It sickened me. "Hello, Ally."

"What are you doing here, Carter?" My voice was hard.

We were standing in my living room, face to face. It made me sick to my stomach that he was in my house again.

He clicked his tongue and tried to stand closer to me. "Why didn't you tell me you was back in town, baby? I've missed you." He reached his hand out, but I stood back.

I gritted my teeth. "Don't. Touch. Me."

"You don't tell me what to do, remember?" He chuckled.

I licked my lips. "Get out, Carter."

"Remember the mark I gave to you, Ally?" He said, coming closer to me.

Where was Dallas? I needed him. When it came to Carter, I felt weak. I shook my head and tried focussing my blurry eyes onto Carter.

"Its special." He managed to get closer and put his filthy hands on my face. I backed away against the wall.

"Get out," I whispered. He laughed. "Get out!" I shouted this time, causing him to purse his lips sarcastically.

He smirked at me. "I will be back." Then he left. How did he even know I was here in the first place?

I slid down the door, and for the first time in a long time, I cried.

I became weak.

That's all I knew to do.

"Drive." She told me as she got in the car. Where did she come from?

I looked at her confused. I blinked. "Excuse me?"

She turned her head away from me, looking out of the window. "Drive," her voice was hoarse. Had she been crying?

I reached over to her hand, and gently put mine over the top. She instantly pulled it away.

I coughed. "Are you... Oka—?"

"Please," She whispered. "Please just drive."

I nodded, even though she couldn't see. "Yeah, o-of course."

I put the gear in reverse, reversed out off of my drive, and began driving down the road.

It was silent In the car. She didn't tell me where to go, so I drove to the one I knew kept me okay in the end when I was upset.

I stopped the car and turned off the engine. I looked towards her, and she turned her heard towards me for the first time since she go in the car.

"Get out," I said softly.

She didn't say a word, she just did as I said. I got out and walked round to the passenger side. "Follow me." I told her again, the same softness In my tone.

We didn't walk for that long, maybe for about five minutes.

"Where are you taking me?" Those were the first words she had said since she got into my car.

"It's not much further, I promise."

She nodded and kept following me. It was about two minutes more and we reached the tree within the woods. I started to climb the ladder and turned to see if Ally was following me. She wasn't.

"Come on, climb the ladder."

"What for?"

"To sit on an elephant," I stated sarcastically.

"Ha-Ha." She glared at me.

"Just come up here."

So she did. Once she was up, I sat on the edge and over looked on the view. It was an amazing view of the beach, the water and if you sat here at the right time you could see the sunset.

A few seconds after I felt the warmth next to me, signalling she had sat down. Luckily enough, we had caught the sunset in time, so it was setting as we over looked everything.

"This is pretty." She said.

I nodded. "I come here whenever I feel upset, whenever I need to sit somewhere and think things out. I found it when I ran away when I found out about my parent's death,"

Maybe if I opened up to her, she'd open up to me.

She looked confused. "Your parents are dead? I thought Mimi and Mike were your real parents?"

I looked down. "No."

She looked at me. "I'm sorry."

I smiled at her. "It's okay. I didn't need to change my last name because, well, Mike and Mimi are my aunt and uncle. I just don't like to say anything..."

Ally bit her lip and nodded. "I get it, some people just wouldn't understand."

"Exactly."

She sighed and looked out at the sunset again.

I licked my lips. "Sitting here, no one can see you, no one can hear you, it's just peaceful. Call me stupid but, I, uh, feel like I can just imagine what my mum would say to me when I have a bad day. It's weird, I know."

A few silent seconds passed, and she started speaking. "My dad died when I was nine... he was in a car accident."

I smiled, even though she couldn't see. It warmed me inside to know she was slowly opening up.

"My dad was everything to me, he made me feel special. He made me feel not alone," She sniffled. "Then he died, and my mum married this sick man, and he is so fucking sick to the point where I want to kill him... but I can't because i'm so fucking weak."

"You're not weak, Ally, everyone has those days. But... I thought your mum married Carter Stephenson?"

She nodded. "Then why do you dislike him?"

Ally looked down and swallowed. "He-he..." I saw a tear escape her eye.

"You don't have to tell me yet," I said. "But Ally?"

"Yeah?" Her response was quiet.

"You're not alone... I'm here."

I slowly reached over and grabbed her hand, not caring if she was going to pull away.

But this time she didn't.

Instead, she let me hold it, and all I could do was smile.