Authors' Note: Just keep on reading, reading, reading, reading. What do we do if we're bored? We read! Huh, huh, huh, huh, haaa! -Dorothy FF version.
I walk back to my car reliving the moment that happened just a few minutes ago. Was Ally really asleep? Well I have to give her the benefit of the doubt, but if she wasn't she really got me. Did this mean something else? Does she like me or something? Apparently my mind goes all paranoid with just one simple moment. I look at Emilee and she's still asleep. Good. But should I take her home and have her stay the night? Its not like my parents would mind. They LOVE, wait, make that LIVE to help people in need. I don't know how they do it, but they do. So I guess home is my best bet.
I start the engine as noiselessly as possible, cutting the silence of the night, and start driving home. Arriving at my driveway, I pull up next to my dad's car and cut the engine as everything is dubbed to silence. I look back at Emilee to see that she's still asleep.
I walk out and open the back-seat door, positioning myself to carry her. For a twelve year old she's pretty skinny and doesn't weigh much, but that makes my job a whole lot easier. Once I steadied her in my arms, I pushed the door closed with my foot and start to creep my way to the front door. It's not like I can ring the doorbell, which would be too loud and might wake Em, and I can't exactly reach into my pockets for my keys. So I go to the window in hopes of my parents catching sight of me. Thank goodness my mom did.
"Austin!" she called, pulling the door open. "What's all this..."
"Later," I said cutting her off. "I'll explain all this later. I'll tuck her in first."
"Okay, sure." My mom nods in understanding. "I guess she can take the guest bedroom upstairs."
I went upstairs and quickly put Emilee in the bed and turned the light out before going back downstairs to my confused looking mother.
"Austin, why is Emilee sleeping in our guest bedroom?", she asked.
"You told me to put her in there", I said a little confused. She sighed.
"Austin, I mean why is she here? Why did you bring her to our house when she was asleep? I don't mind, I just want to know why", she said. Oh...
"Well, Ally and I took her out for a day of fun when she was upset, and she fell asleep in the car. She said she was locked out of her house and no one was home", I explained.
"Oh that poor girl", my mom said. See, I told you how she loves to help people. She loves everyone.
"I think I'll just go up to bed, I'm.." And to prove my point I yawned widely. "I'm r-really tired."
"Yeah, sure. I was just going to say that."
"Um, yeah. 'Night Mom," I said before walking up the stairs to my room. I quickly change into basketball shorts and strip my shirt off. I go to bed thinking of that moment between Ally and I. Reliving the moment again and again, I fall asleep with a goofy smile on my face.
Waking up to anther morning. Don't you hate it when you could have a peaceful lie-in in bed then...
"Austin! Get up or you'll be late! You have to pick up Ally right?! And about Emilee..." my mom droned on and on.
...school and that early morning wake-up call.
sighed as I rolled out of bed and walked into Emilee's room. She looked so peaceful when she was asleep.
"Em, time to wake up", I said shaking her a little. She groaned in response. "Come on...I hate getting up too, but we still have to pick up Ally and I have to drop you off."
She finally turned over to face me and started to giggle. "What?", I asked.
"Put some clothes on", she said smiling, and I could tell she was trying hard not to laugh. I rolled my eyes, but remembering she was twelve I went in my room to change...and put on a shirt.
After changing I went downstairs for breakfast to see Emilee in her same clothes, and my Mom already in conversation. "Hey," I greet.
"Good Morning to you too, Austin," my mom says.
I sigh. "'Morning to you too." And plant myself in my seat and begin to show through my breakfast of... pancakes. I can never get enough of them. Seriously they are like the best food ever invented. Whoever the creator is... I'd like to thank him/her.
"Austin!" my mom scolded looking between me and a giggling Emilee. "At least eat like a civilized person!"
I first swallow the food before answering. "But Mooommmm!"
"Not buts! Plus we need to get a change of clothes for Emilee," she said, stating the obvious.
"I know. I'll take her home and pick up Ally. Win/win situation," I explain, eating... slower.
"No!" Emilee gasps. "I... uh, don't need a change. Just drop me off, please..." she begs.
"No, you need to change."
"But I don't wanna go home!" she complains. "Just get me to school!"
"You need to change, Emilee, honey," my mom tries, this time.
"But don't take me home!"
"But, I..." I being, not knowing the ending. Then another brilliant idea comes to mind. "Oh! Ally might have some old clothes of hers that Emilee can borrow."
"That's great!" my mom complimented. "But hurry up or you'll be late. You have one more to drop off."
I groan.
When we got to Ally's, I just let myself in like I always do. She's the only one home right now anyway.
"Ally! Hurry up!", I yell, then hear a loud 'thud' come from her room. Emilee and I look at each other, then took off running up to her room.
"Ally, what happened?", I asked entering her room to see her sprawled out on the ground with her covers twisted around her, and she looked very confused.
"Austin, how did I get in my bed, and why did you yell at me?", she asked making both Emilee and I laugh a little.
"Als, it's time for school. I brought you hear last night, and you should've woken up before I got here if you didn't want me to wake you up", I said.
"I'm going to be late!", she exclaimed running to her dresser. "Emilee, why are you in the same clothes as yesterday?"
"I didn't have any", she replied simply.
"Here, you can wear this", Ally said giving her a T-shirt and some jeans. When Emilee came out of the bathroom, I couldn't help but laugh at how Ally's clothes fit her perfectly.
"Shut up Austin and get out. I have to change", she said pushing me out of the room and locking the door.
"But Emilee gets to stay...", I whined playfully. I just love to annoy her sometimes.
When all the hustle and bustle died down, we all piled into my car as we started the new challenge: get Emilee and Ally to school, safely.
"So Emilee, which school do you go to?" I ask turning to look at her.
"Austin!" Ally squealed, placing her hands over mines to steady the wheel.
I turn to her. "See?! It's you who causes me to swerve!"
"Well... It's not about... Well I..." she stutters.
"Marino Middle," a voice interrupts.
"Oh! I know where that is!" I say, looking proud.
"Of course you do Austin," Ally comments. "You went there."
"Oh." I turn back to face the road and focus on my driving because I want to get both of them to school in one piece or Ally will kill me.
"Bye Em. Have fun at school", I said as she was climbing out of the car.
"Bye guys", she said looking sad.
"What's wrong Emilee?", Ally asked her concerned. Ally's so caring. She reminds me of my mom in many ways.
"I don't want to leave you guys", she said. I smiled.
"How 'bout we come by and pick you up after school?", I asked. She nodded excitedly.
"Yeah, that'll be great! Bye Ally! Bye Austin!", she said running into the school building.
"That kid really seems to like us", Ally commented.
"She sure does", I said smiling. But why? I say to myself. But I don't want to say it out loud. That'd seem rude.
"Yeah," Ally agrees. "But there's something I don't understand..."
"What is that?" I ask as I turn drive onto the main road.
"Why she doesn't want to go home or when she had to grab her bag from the bushes this morning..."
I think to myself. "I really don't want to say it, but maybe... she's an alien!"
"Austin!" she scolded. "Be serious! She had a busted lip and she doesn't want to go home. What do you think that means?"
"I don't know," I said, defeated.
"I can point it out for you Austin, but I can't make you understand," Ally states.
I look at her weirdly. What was going on? Was I missing something? Am I that stupid? But I shake the thought as I pull into our school parking lot.
"I'll think about that. Come on, we have a test to take in homeroom", I said pushing her to the doors.
"Oh my goodness!", Ally and I exclaimed at the same time when we got our test results. I had gotten a 100% on that test! Woo-hoo! Ally though, looked as though someone had just ran over her cat.
"Als, what's wrong?", I asked walking over to her. She was shaking like a leaf. She wouldn't talk, and just slowly turned her test paper around to reveal that she had gotten...a 64! That's a D-! And I got a 100! This seems so surreal. There's a first for everything, isn't there?
"Mr. Moon, Miss. Dawson, I would like the both of you to come see me at the end of class", our teacher says. We nod and take our seats for the rest of the lesson, where Ally looks extremely nervous. What does he need to see us both for?
Once the bell rang, signaling the end of homeroom we both stayed seated as the rest of the class drifted towards the door. Once nearly everyone was gone, I picked up my bag and along with Ally, carrying a stack of books, as usual walked up to the teacher's desk.
"Yes? Why'd you like for us to stay after class?" I asked for the both of us. I looked worriedly at Ally. It looked like she was in no state to talk whatsoever.
"Hm?" He looked up. "Ah, yes. Mr. Moon and Miss Dawson." Mr. Conley set his glasses on his desk and looked up at the both of us. "I'm sorry to say this, but..."
I leaned in closer to hear him. He was nearly inaudible. I quickly stole a look at Ally and she was biting her lip so hard I'm surprised that it hasn't bled yet. I could see a small stream of cold-sweat running down her face. I looked back at Mr. Conley. He was really stressed about his, I could tell.
"...since Mr. Moon received the highest grade in this class, and most of the class scored at least a C+, I'm going to have to assign you as Miss. Dawson's tutor", Mr. Conley said. My eyes grew big, and when I looked over at Ally she was pale as a ghost.
"Als, are you-", I started, but cut my self off when she just fainted and I had to catch her. "Ally! Ally wake up!"
"Huh?", she asked groggily. Whew, she wasn't out long. It must've just been from shock.
"Are you okay?", I asked. she looked around and finally seemed to realize that she had passed out and I caught her.
"Yeah...what happened. I just remember having this crazy dream where I got a bad grade and you got a 100, so you had to tutor me", she said laughing a little.
"Um...Als", I said. She stopped laughing and looked up at me.
"That was a dream right? Please tell me that was a dream", she begged. I shook my head.
"Sorry Ally. Guess you're stuck with me."
"But... But..." she sputtered. "I'm supposed to be the smarter one!" Then she turned to Mr. Conley. "Please tell me this isn't true!"
He sighed in disappointment. "I'm sorry. But please bear with it. It's only a temporary occupation."
"But still!" she argued. "Why do I need a tutor? I'll retake it and I'll get a 100!"
"Als," I whispered to her, trying to calm her down. "Please..."
"I'm sorry Miss Dawson. Here are your excused notes," he said as he handed us two slips of paper.
As we walked down the halls since our next class was next to each other's, it remained silent. But I persisted keeping the mood happy. I really don't like subdued moods. It just dampens everything. "At least you're with me, Als!" I said. "Not some other nerd freak."
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