A/N: So heres the next one. Its short like the last one but together they make up a full piece if that makes sense. I hope you like it!
Thanks for your submissions for possible characters to play alex, austin and alyssa. (oooh i just realised they all begin with A!) Keep them coming!
Chapter 4
Alyssa POV
"Austin!" I yelled down the hallway again, and this time he chose to turn around. I had just had the most excruciating writing class ever with Alex sitting right beside me, gloating the whole time about how I had no idea who my boyfriend's brother was. I couldn't even fight back because he was completely right in what he was saying.
"Oh hey babe," he said looking over his shoulder for a second. "What's up?"
I took a second to catch my breath, then spoke. "How could you not tell me Alex was your brother!?"
I could not believe that Austin had forgotten the one tiny detail that my daily tormenter was his brother! You'd think he'd remember something like that!
"Umm, because he's not," Austin said casually, walking down the hallway and I walked with him.
"What? Yes he is, and I looked like a complete idiot when I didn't know that," I told him.
"He's my step brother, there's a difference. And it's not exactly something I like to advertise. Being linked to Taylor is the last think I want," he said casually.
"Yeah with other people, sure, but you didn't think to mention it to me? Especially knowing how much he irritates me," I said, still not understanding why I was out of the loop. I mean I can understand why he wouldn't want his friends to know the guy who constantly made fun of them and wouldn't take any of their crap was related to him, but I was supposed to know things like this.
"He irritates everyone baby," he said.
"Yeah but after telling you about Creative writing—"
"He's in your English class?" Austin asked.
"Ummm….yeah! Where have you been the past year? I was telling you yesterday about how he completely disregarded my story," I said getting frustrated. It was clear he wasn't even listening to me properly and was thinking about something else.
"Sorry, I've had stuff on my mind," he said.
"I can see that," I mumbled as we walked toward the boys locker room. "See you at lunch?"
"Sure," he said kissing me on the lips.
"We need to spend more time with each other Austin," I said sighing.
"I completely agree," he said holding the door open for me. "My parents are having their basketball appreciation party this weekend ."
The party at his place that all the basketball players and cheerleaders were looking forward to was not my idea of spending time together.
"I'll let you know," I told him, even though I had no intention of going. I felt bad for a minor second because he was my boyfriend and I should be there to support him, but I just didn't fit in with all his friends.
We walked into the locker room and there were a few guys getting changed and I heard a few whistles as they noticed me walk in, but I expertly ignored them, heading straight to Dad's office.
"Uncle Luke!" I said going over and giving him a hug, seeing him in Dad's office alone. "What're you doing here?"
"Your Dad asked me to come down and help him out with the team and see if we can whip them into shape," he said leaning against Dad's desk. "Did you walk through the boy's locker room?"
"It's quicker than going all the way around," I told him shrugging even though Dad had told me repeatedly not to do it during school hours, thinking I'd see something I shouldn't.
"I'm glad you're here actually," I said rummaging through my bag, "I need a favour."
"Sure," he said taking the papers from my hand.
"I wrote this on the weekend and I thought it was pretty good, but this stupid guy in my class thought the opposite, but I think he's just trying to screw with me- "
"So you want me to take a look and give you an honest opinion?"
"Yes please," I said giving him my puppy dog eyes and he laughed.
"Sure. I'll give them back to you tonight when you come over. Thanks for that by the way," he said putting the story in his bag.
"That's ok. I love spending time with Sawyer and Jimmy," I said honestly. "Half eight ok?"
"Perfect," he said. "Get your Dad to drop you down on his way to his meeting."
"Meeting? I thought he was going to Tric with you guys?" I said confused.
"He was but he had a last minute faculty meeting," Uncle Luke said.
So did that mean he had to cancel his date with the Haley woman? That just gave me more time to figure all this out, if there was even anything to figure out. I needed get a grip! For all I knew Haley James was a staff member and the email labelled 'Tonight' could have just been in reference to the meeting. He probably saw the message after he told me about Tric then after seeing it his plans must have changed.
That seemed logical. Much more than my date theory. I mean this was Dad we were talking about. He'd never been on a date as far as I knew.
"So I have to go to class, but I'll see you tonight," I told him checking the time on my cell phone and seeing break was over. "Say hi to Dad."
"Will do," he called.
I was planning to ask Uncle Luke if he could see anything off with Dad but decided against it. It was probably just the stress of getting the team up to scratch that was getting to him. I read too much into things and obsessed over them sometimes.
On my way out I heard a cough behind me.
"Hey Dad," I said giving him a cheesy smile.
"Lyss, you know you're not supposed to come this way," he said with him arms crossed but I could tell he wasn't really mad.
"I closed my eyes, I swear," I told him.
"Yeah yeah, "he said. We both know he wouldn't exactly 'punish' me for it, I mean I was his daughter.
"So about tonight—" I started.
"I'll drop you to Uncle Luke's on my way to Tric," he said reading something on his clipboard.
"Huh?" I said confused. Didn't Uncle Luke say he wasn't going to Tric?
"To babysit," he added seeing the confused look on my face and thinking it was because I didn't understand what he was saying.
"Right," I agreed, a million thoughts going through my head. Did Dad just lie to me about where he was going tonight?
"Go to class Lyss," he said messing up my hair and going to his office.
Why would he feel the need to lie to me if he was just going to a faculty meeting? Unless it wasn't a faculty meeting at all, and he was meeting Haley James and he didn't want anybody to know. I got an uneasy feeling in my stomach and walked to class. I didn't know what was going on, but something definitely was and I didn't like being left out of the loop.
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Alyssa POV
"Hey," Danny said through a mouthful of fries as I dropped my bag onto the bench and sat down loudly.
"Hi," I replied.
"What's up with you?" Lisa said. "I thought you were having lunch with Austin?"
"I was but he had to have lunch with the boys to talk strategy about their game this weekend," I told them and stealing fries off Danny's plate.
"Oh. You've barely seen him in ages. I can see why you're mad," she said.
"What? Oh, I'm not mad about that," I said.
"You're not?" she asked.
"Oh yeah I am," I said.
"but that's not why your upset now?" Danny said looking confused.
"I'm not upset, I'm just frustrated," I said leaning on the table and taking a bit out of my sandwich.
"What happened?"
"I think my Dad's seeing someone," I said.
"Really? I always thought he should date Brooke," Lisa said.
"Thank you!" I said sitting up, "I completely agree!"
"I don't!" Danny said interjecting.
"Danny, if Brooke doesn't date my Dad it doesn't mean she'd go out with you!" I said rolling my eyes.
"Ashton Kutcher is fifteen years younger than Demi Moore," he said.
"And look how that turned out," Lisa said scoffing.
"ok, what about Mariah Carey? She's eleven years older than Nick Cannon," he argued.
"Have you seriously done research on this?" I asked him with raising my eyebrow.
"Er….No! That would be sad!" he said.
"Anyway," I said making clear we both saw right through him but were changing the subject.
"So your Dad told you he's dating and you're upset?" Lisa said.
"Well he didn't exactly tell me he's dating," I said opening a bottle of orange juice.
"Then what makes you think he's dating?" Lisa said.
"Well I was on his email—"
"You read your Dad's email?"
"Well it was more like a glance," I said defending myself. "and I didn't even read it the session timed out, but I could see the sender and subject part."
"Go on…" she urged.
"There was an email from some Haley James person and the subject said 'Tonight'"
"That could mean anything Al," she said.
"But it could also mean exactly what we think it means and that Coach Scott has a saucy rendezvous tonight," Danny said.
"Ewww! That's my Dad!" I said pulling a face.
"So why is it ok when we talk about Miss Baker and Mr Marshall doing it in the supply closet?" he argued.
"Because Mr Marshall isn't my Dad!"
"Ally, why don't you just ask him?" she said sounding like it was so easy.
"Because he obviously doesn't want me to know. He told me he's going to Tric tonight with Uncle Luke, Aunt Peyton and Brooke but apparently he told Uncle Luke he has a faculty meeting tonight," I said all in one sentence.
"It sounds like you've been obsessing Ally," Lisa said.
"I so have not! I just want to know why there's a big secret! I'm old enough to handle my Dad dating, and he can tell me without me freaking out."
"Have you asked Brooke?" Danny said thinking the exact same way I had when I left the locker room. If there was anybody who knew the truth it was Brooke.
"I texted her in class, and she stuck to the whole faculty meeting thing too. Either he lied to them too, or they know the truth and they all planned to lie to me," I said.
"But if they planned it all, why would your Dad not tell you he had a meeting too? Why would he stick to the Tric story?" Danny said.
"Good point," I agreed and tried to think of another scenario in my head.
"Ally, just leave it alone," Lisa said taking a few of Danny's fries.
"You girls never order fries, but you always want fries!" he whines but we both ignored him.
"But what if—" I started.
"Ally, your Dad will tell you when he's ready. Maybe he isn't not telling you for your benefit but for his. Maybe he isn't ready to be publicly dating," Lisa said.
"I guess there's a small possibility you might be right," I said sighing.
"Seriously Alls, your Dad's cool. He'll come to you, just let it be," she said, being the voice of reason.
"Fine," I agreed.
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Alex POV (I'm trying it out, tell me if you like his POV)
I yawned exaggeratedly and leaned back in my seat.
"You don't have to be sitting in her right now Taylor," Coach Scott said from his seat at the teacher's desk. "You just have to go to one practice."
"No thank you," I said. There was no way in hell I was giving in to his ridiculous blackmail. Sure, detention yesterday I deserved according to the ridiculous school rule stating you couldn't just walk out of a lesson, but today he had cornered me in the hallway and asked me to come to practice again. When I refused he gave me detention for not having a hall pass, even though he was the reason I was late to class.
"You know Coach Scott," I said leaning closer over the desk, "This new teaching method you have of forcing students into extra-curricular activities probably wouldn't be approved by the school board."
It was actually quite amusing to see him go to all this effort just to have me join his ridiculous excuse for a team. Even though I had no intention whatsoever of joining the Ravens, I still thought it was hilarious to wait out and see how far he would go. It's not like I minded detention that much; it meant I had to spend less time at home.
I also had no plans to go and tell the school board he was blackmailing me with detention but he didn't need to know that. If I really wanted I could just go and tell my Mother who was fricking vice president of the board.
"Oh really?" he said not looking at all that fazed, "Then I guess I'd just have to mention to them about all those classes you skipped and lessons you walked out of that I never reported."
"Fair play," I said smirking. Even though I pushed it a lot, my parents would have a complete freak out if I got suspended since it didn't fit into their view of the perfect son, and god forbid I ruined the perfect family image they tried to portray.
"So I guess if you have no last minute decisions to come to practice tomorrow, I'll just write you a detention slip for tomorrow now?" he asked.
"Look, there is no way in hell I would sell out and join the basketball robots, no matter how much detention I find myself in," I told him honestly. It was only his time he was wasting.
Coach Scott was about to answer when the door flew open and just as I expected my new detention buddy walked in, choosing the seat the furthest away from me without looking up at teach holding the session.
"Lyssa?" Coach Scott said looking slightly annoyed and I did nothing to hide my amusement.
Ally jumped and flipped around, and halted seeing her Dad.
"Dad," she said in a high pitched voice. "Came here for a nap too?"
"Lyssa, what are you doing here? You told me you had a class after school," he said crossing his arms and forgetting I was in the room. It was weird seeing Coach Scott go from Coach to 'Dad' in a second.
"Well in retrospect when I said that I didn't know you were running detention."
"Alyssa!"
"Fine! Sorry!" she said completely oblivious to the few strands of her coming separate from her bangs and falling into her eyes.
"It's only the second day of the semester, how can you possibly have detention?"
She looked over to me for a split second and I waited for her to blame it on me. "Just wasn't paying attention in class."
I sat up in surprise. She had the perfect opportunity to tell her Dad all about how I was screwing with her and give him another reason to give me detention, but for some reason she chose not to.
Coach Scott picked up the pink slip she had put on the desk without looking as she walked in and frowned when he read the notes.
"It says 'offensive language' here," he said, looking up at her.
"Ok fine, so maybe I got a little excited in class a little too loudly," she said and Coach Scott sighed.
It suddenly felt like I was in the middle of a private conversation, and felt like I was invisible.
"Alyssa!" he reprimanded again. "I thought we were going to try not to get any detentions."
Ally wasn't in detention as much as me; well nobody was in detention as much as me, but she often found herself spending time in here, not because of things like skipping class and outright being defiant like I was, but for occasionally feeling a little too strongly about her views especially when she thought she was right.
"Starting from now?" she said putting all her weight on one foot, and I grinned. For lecturing me on having a lot of attitude and sarcasm, his own daughter possessed a lot of it herself.
"Be more careful Lyss," he said. "Just no more lying, ok?"
Ally took a few seconds too long to answer, which made me slightly suspicious, but she nodded.
"No lying," she agreed and sat down in her seat, and took out her notebook.
We sat there for a few seconds in silence, it no longer being suitable to carry on riding me for being on the team in exchange for no detention because there was someone else in the room, and it being no longer suitable to lecture his daughter because he was a teacher right now.
Coach Scott looked at his watch and looked up at us as if he was internally debating something.
"I have to go to my office to sort out some paperwork before tomorrow. Can I trust the two of you to stay in here?"
We both looked up at him and Ally smirked. "Seriously Dad?"
"Be here when I get back," he said but it was obvious it was for my benefit because he said it whilst giving me a 'stern' look, which I ignored.
"So, why didn't you tell your Dad it's my fault you got detention," I asked after a few seconds of silence without turning out to face her.
"Oh please," she scoffed, " I can fight my own battles. Not that you're a big battle in my life; you're barely a blip to me."
I smiled at her obvious need to make me think she didn't care what I did, but her comments did the exact opposite.
"I know you want me Scott," I said confidently, continuing not to turn around.
"Oh please, don't flatter yourself."
I didn't reply and we sat there for a few more minutes without a sound, I think the longest we had ever gone in each other's presence without a word being said.
"So why are you in Creative Writing anyway?" she asked in a low voice.
"Like you said yesterday Ally, Asshole 101 was full," I replied.
"No, seriously," she said. "Out of all the electives you could pick, why Creative writing. It's probably the most work with all the assignments and everything. You know Mr Larson would sign off your sheet if you wanted to work on your bike or something during the hour."
Did she seriously think the only things I was into was my bike, destroying public property and breaking the rules?
"Well you know, auto-shop would be pretty boring without you to wind up," I told her.
"You are so frustrating! I knew I couldn't have a serious conversation with you; just forget it!" she said sounding mad.
After a few minutes consisting of her sighing loudly to show me how pissed off she was I said, "My mom made me."
"What?" she said, surprise in her voice.
"You heard me."
"Your Mom made you? You chose an elective because your Mom made you?" she said and she laughed. "That's got to make a dent in your rep."
"She wanted me to get some extra credit, which a class like that would give over something a little easier going."
"You know I think that's the first real thing I know about you," she said.
"And the only thing you ever will," I added. "Why are you talking to me anyway? You should make use of this time and try and write something remotely enjoyable to read."
The only response I got from her were words that were way too explicit to me coming out of her mouth. Luckily for my entertainment she said them just as Coach Scott came through the door.
"Alyssa!" he yelled, shock on his face and she sunk down in her seat turning bright red, as I couldn't help but burst out laughing at his expression. Whoever said detention wasn't fun?
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A/N: So i was a little disappointed to see less comments on the last chapter than i was getting before! Please keep up with me, i promise i will finish this story and i'm really looking forward to writing this one since i really 'feel' it if that makes sense. Your reviews make all the work worthwhile. Writing a chapter usually takes me about 2 days if i do it all day and reviews let me know that it's worth it.
So i have a fun little contest/game: You know how we call Nathan and haley, Naley and Brooke and Nathan Brathan and Luke and Peyton, Leyton etc; Whoever can come up with the best couple names for Austin/Alyssa and Alyssa/Alex [not that i'm hinting there will be ally/alex-ness in the future but just in case!] first get to be in the story too, and it will be in the next chapter, so get them in before that! you can use Alyssa or Ally or Lyssa or any of the nicknames characters get called. Good Luck!
