Whoop! Chapter 5 will be out today as well! I'm on a roll, people! c8 And this chapter will be like...three whole chapters in one. (It's at least that long in my mind) Anyways, The suspense must be murdering you, so I'll get to it. (Should I still do a sequel to this, or wait until the story is over to decide? Message me!) Now, onto the show. *Grabs TV remote* (Rated T for a reason!)

RECAP

"Vampire, Austin, Blood, Elliot, Cold all mashed up in my mind.

I collapsed completely on the floor, sobbing.

I slowly started to black out.

Right before my vision faded,

I saw a shadow moving, knelting down beside me.."

Allyson POV

I woke up, my head pounding. I had a cold feeling on my head, like a rock. I opened my eyes, I was in a bright room which made me shut them again. I felt the rock-like thing on my head. It was wet, too. I took it off my head and peeked at it. An ice pack. Relieved it wasn't Elliot's hand or a rock, I put it back on my head. I must've been in the Nurse's office, the brightness of the white room was hurting my eyes. I opened my eyes a little bit. I saw a woman behind a desk, wearing nurse scrubs. Bingo. I tried sitting up, my head throbbing and literally trying to kill me. I blinked repeatedly, trying to get my eyes used to the light. "How are you feeling, dear?" a woman's voice asked. I looked up to see the nurse turned around in her chair. She was young, not like the old hag secretary. Also unlike most school nurses. "Fine." I stated, and tried to get up. "I wouldn't get up just yet. You've been out of it for 2 whole periods." I widened my eyes. I missed third and fourth period? Dammit, I was practically missing my whole first day. The fact I was almost bitten/assaulted by a psycho named Elliot just made it worse. Or was it all a nightmare? The janitor's closet, how Elliot looked and acted, the shadow...it's weird for me to dream up something so sickening, but it made sense. I probably just imagined the shadow knelting by me...that's when the nurse interrupted the silence. "Luckily that nice young man brought you back. No bleeding, thank goodness. But you're gonna be bruised for a while." Suddenly, I was more invested in the conversation. "Young man?" I asked. Elliot wouldn't have done it...could he? No. He was the one who was going to harm me. "Indeed," the nurse was saying. "He was carrying you bridal style through all the halls. I found that so charming and cute," I looked up at her. "W-what did he look like?" I bit my lip. I don't think Dallas would've found me, he didn't even know where I was. Since I'm a little over one hundred pounds, it must've been someone strong. Definitely not Dallas. "Oh, ehmm...he didn't say much. Just placed you on the cot and looked at you for a while before leaving.." she said distractedly. I looked at her. "But what did he look like?" I pressed gently. I was getting frustrated. "Blonde hair, brown eyes. He was quite handsome, I might add." she answered. I gasped slightly. Austin?! Probably not. She completely understated his appearance.

His hair was blonde, but had dark brown roots if you looked closer. His eyes were hazel, not brown. Or black. I still don't know… The fact he was handsome was also an understatement. He was beautiful, I admit. "Is he your boyfriend or something?" she questioned me. I blushed furiously and cleared my throat. "N-n-no." I muttered. Even though he hated me, I kinda had an interest in him. I daydreamed of him kissing me, whispering sweet things into my ear. I turned a shade redder and kept daydreaming until I noticed she was tapping me on the shoulder. I looked up to see her frowning. "Then why are you so distracted on what he looks like?" I bit my lip harder until it hurt. It wasn't just how he looked..it's his voice. How he acts. His name. His everything. He kept distracting me. I needed to know if it was him. "Was he wearing black?" I changed the subject. She nodded, confused. It was all I needed to know. "Thanks.." I muttered. "But I need to get to class." I slowly got up, almost toppling over. The nurse steadied me by holding my wrist softly. She let go, knowing I had bruises exactly on my wrist. "I'll get your things. The boy brought them back." I rose my eyebrows in surprise. Austin seemed to be really caring, if he tracked down where my stuff were. She handed me my leather jacket, button up, boots, and satchel. After I threw everything on, I checked inside of my satchel out of worry. Everything was untouched and in place. I heaved a sigh of relief, and I checked my hair in the nurse's wall mirror. It was matted from the sweat and sleeping for 2 hours. I put it in a sloppy bun, and didn't mind if it looked careless. I checked in the mirror again, and I had bags under my eyes. My eyeshadow had faded from the crying and mascara was smoothed out underneath my shadowy eyes. I winced and washed it all off, making my face look babyish without the black eyeliner. You could see the real color of my eyelashes. I never carried makeup around, so I shrugged and walked out. But not before the nurse told me her name. Jane. Told me I could visit her when I needed her. I nodded while looking in the mirror, still distracted by how I looked. As I left the Nurse's office, I passed by my locker. I vaguely remembered what Austin said. "It's torture sitting in that classroom..with..her." I cringed as I stood by my locker, reliving the memory. It definitely wasn't Austin who saved me. He hated my guts. I decided my savior was to be kept a mystery, as I fumbled with my damned-all-to-hell lock on my locker.

I literally despised that lock, I never even opened it on my own. I slowly took my combo from my satchel, and remembered Elliot. I looked all around, seeing if he was nearby. The hallways were ominously empty, which only worried me more. I kept peeking down at the combo, trying to open my lock, failed, and looked back up round the halls repeatedly. It was getting annoying, but I was worrying too much. After ten minutes, the bell rang, and students filed out of their classes, still peeking looks at me for being the new student. I was still fumbling angrily with the lock, until Trish came up with Dez behind her. "Ally! Where were you? I was worried sick when that creepy guy took you out!" My eyes widened. So it wasn't a dream…everything was real. The screaming, the vampires, hopefully Austin.. "Allyyyyy!" Trish exclaimed. I looked up. "I-it was noth-" Trish interrupted me. "Don't you dare say it was nothing! What did he do?" She took my wrists and squeezed them, and I winced. She pursed her lips and let go of them. She looked at me quizzically. "Can I tell you at fifth period?" I mumbled. Her eyes lit up. "Sure! Common, I don't wanna be late for gym." She opened my locker in seconds, and threw my satchel in my locker, then slammed it shut and locked my lock. "Seeya, Dez!" she waved at him after linking arms with me. He just stood there, confused. Why didn't he say anything to me? Or to Trish, for that matter? I looked forward, letting Trish drag me. At least she wasn't hurting me like Elliot did...we stopped in front of the Girl's Locker Room. Good god, more locks.

Too. Colorful. I thought painfully. Our gym clothes were provided for us, instead of letting us wear what we wanted. Yellow shorts that were too short and tight, grey and blue tank tops with a dolphin logo printed on them that were also way too tight. Made for skanks..and it was low cut. I despised the uniform department. We were forced to go outside in the sunshine and walked 16 laps. Now I despised the gym coaches. I gladly walked beside Trish, who also hated the school uniforms just as much as I did. "I'd much rather wear sweatpants.." she grumbled. Even after the hell I went through that morning, she still made me laugh. I quickly looked down, cutting off my laughter and continued to think what happened in the closet. She looked over at me. "You seem distracted. What happened with you and that Elliot guy?" I sighed deeply. "I really just want to forget it all, ok?" She gasped. "Did that bastard molest you!?" I gasped and silenced her with a look. "Something like that.." I said dryly. Her eyes widened. "Erghh...I'm gonna murder him.." she vowed, narrowing her eyes and shaking her head. I wish she could..but he was way too strong. And deadly, for that matter. "You don't need to. He disappeared, after.." I shivered. She gave me a sad look. "I'm shocked that you're still okay about this. I mean, most girls in this situation are a wreck." I sighed. "I was. Until someone took me to the nurse." I shrugged like it didn't matter. She rose an eyebrow.

"Someone? Who?" I pursed my lips. "I'm still trying to figure it out.." I muttered truthfully. "Who're you thinking?" she asked, still walking by my side while the athletic people ran past. I bit my lip and blurted, "Austin Moon." she gave me a funny look. "That hot blonde guy? Why do you think it's him?" She questioned. So he was popular.. I tilted my head in her direction. "The nurse said he carried me to the Nurse's office. Described how he looked like.." Now she started acting all girly, which made me want to vomit. "Ohmigosh! The hottest boy in school rescued you!" she jumped up in down while walking. We were getting looks. "Would you stop doing that, Peter Cottontail?!" I whisper-yelled to her. She started walking dejectedly. "What makes him so popular, though?" I asked curiously. Wasn't like him to be the most popular, and may I disgustedly add, hottest guy in school. He seemed more...quiet. Even sullen described him more realistically. She perked up. "Because of how hot and cute he is. Plus, he's really mysterious and strong..you should see him in a gym uniform, cause-" I cut her off. "Good god, no." she laughed at my disgust. "I also heard he has a huge secret. I dunno what it is, and I know everything at this school," she looked at me pointedly. "That's what makes him so mysterious." I nodded. It might've been just nonsense, but I was learning more about Austin Moon. Even if he hated me..he still helped me.

I've only exchanged looks and glances, or in my case, stares with him, but we still never exchanged words. We had headed back inside the locker room. As I changed out, I saw the bruises on my wrists and my ankles. I had no idea how those got there, and I just bit my lip trying to hold tears in. I took longer to change, that even Trish walked out of the room before I did. I stared at myself, sniffling in the locker room mirror. I saw how Austin hated me. I didn't want to deal with the description on why, I just cared about how. I didn't say anything to him..was it a look thing? He didn't seem that shallow at all. I shook my head at myself, I was being ridiculous. A 16 year old girl acting too delusional and childish for her own good. I sighed, probably being late for class, I slowly walked out of the locker room, trudging on my way down the hallways. Other students kept giving me weird looks. I just returned with a scowl. I like being ignored, versus being stared at. As I rounded the corner of the last corridor, I looked down the hall at my locker. He was there, leaning up against it, staring at me.

Chapter 4: Complete! Chapter 5 is also done so I'll be publishing that as well. Who do you think is standing there?! *GASPP* Elliot or Austin? *GASPPPPP* Or maybe a new character just to kill ya'll? C; Nahh. It's Austin. Or Elliot. IDK. You tell me. Megh, I'm tired and I want to sleep. 2 chapters in one night! I'll accept my award now.

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[1]: I DO NOT OWN AUSTIN AND ALLY!

[2]: I know Laura is 18, but I wanted to have Ally be 16 just to prove more innocence..I guess. And Austin's 17, just fyi. Orrr.."17". *Trololololo*

Hugs and Auslly;

Valerie x