Chapter 9: Chapter 9 - Should I?
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'My Kryptonite'
Chapter 9: Should I?
Austin's POV
The studded, black heel landed firmly on the black asphalt. The Blue Crest population crowded around the two cars, creating a circle around the three individuals.
The figure in the car stepped out onto the asphalt, my breath hitched when a strawberry scent my nostrils. It smelled like innocence, not like the shank-like perfume Cassidy wears every day. The figure flipped its hair, revealing its flawless face.
Well, that isn't a he.
And DAMN! She's hot.
My mouth gapped open in surprise as the hot chick looked at me with fierce eyes. I checked out her body and my eyes got wide as a baseball. Her hair looked so smooth, I wanted to caress and comb my fingers through her hair which looked like silk under the sunlight. Her body was definitely a figure 8, and her skin glowing. She looked like a goddess.
"I think I'm parking you stupid-ass!"
Well . . . I think goddesses don't do that.
I scoffed, taken back by her words.
"You litt —"
"You slut! Look what you did!" A high-pitched yell came from Cassidy, pointing helplessly at her ugly makeup.
The hot chick only laughed mockingly, rolling her eyes afterwards and stepping closer to Cassidy.
"Bitch please, I did nothing to you better shut your mouth if you really don't want me to do something, you tramp!" The chick snapped, earning an 'oooh' from the crowd.
I chuckled as Cassidy looked flustered, desperately thinking of a comeback. She glared at me, then looked back at the mystery chick and said:
"Look, I don't have time to deal with a slut." Cassidy replied looking nonchalantly at her nails, receiving a reaction from the crowd.
"Oh damn!"
"Burned!"
"Need some ice?"
"Ooh!"
Those were the only noises you could hear before the chick sighed, "Why? Too busy banging guys in the janitor's closet?"
I laughed at the comeback, before remembering that Cassidy was my girlfriend, so I went into action.
Ally's POV
"Look, you better back off or—"The blonde retard started. (We have no offence against anyone different)
"Or what?" I retorted.
"Austy, you're already a worldwide sensation, no need to threaten filthy, low-class peasants!" The bitch said with her annoying voice as she shot me glare.
That bit—, wait. Did she just say Austy? The only person who could come up with such a vile name would . . . Be . . . Cassidy . . .
. . . And Cassidy would only call . . . A-Austin . . . Austy. Plus, didn't she say that . . . he was . . . a worldwide se—sensation.
"Austin? Austin Moon?" I questioned softly, watching the confused faces from my sudden demeanor.
It was then, that a petite Hispanic girl and a Canadian red-head walked into the circle.
"What's going on here?" The Hispanic girl asked, "What's with the chick?"
"I dunno Trish, you recognize her?" Austin asked.
"Trish?" I looked at the Canadian again and gasped silently, "Dez . . .?"
"How do you know my name?" Dez asked a creeped out look on his face.
I bit my lip, surprised at how much they had changed, but I think that the thing that surprised me the most was that they seemed . . . Happy. Happy that I had left, I'm guessing.
My cold stare turned into doe-like eyes, tearing up slightly.
"You don't remember me?" I asked softly, my voice giving away my façade.
"Should I?" Austin asked, obviously confused, everyone else nodding their head in agreement.
"Ally!" A bubbly voice pierced the silent tension in the air.
"Ally?" Austin echoed in a whisper, realization hitting him like a brick.
"Oh, Ally! I guess you've already met my cousin, drumroll please, Austin Moon!" She giggled, oblivious to the tension.
Austin, Trish, Dez, and Cassidy, all had their eyes wide open, all lit in recognition, as well as the crowd.
"Are you really Ally . . . Ally Dawson?" Austin asked softly; regret clouding his eyes, along with Trishs' and Dezs'. I was taken back, surprised that his stereotypical, bad-boy attitude was gone, replaced with the old, carefree boy I once knew.
"Yes, it's me, Ally Dawson. Y'know, the annoying, geeky, useless, charity case . . . Does that sound familiar?" I questioned my voice shaky as I tried to keep the tears in.
"Ally, please, I—"
Bring! Bring! Bring!
I walked away, looking over my shoulder and giving them a bright smile, "its okay! I heard what you said two years ago, nothing's changed."
With that, I walked into the building, shutting the double doors closed . . .
. . . Also leaving Marley behind, who only blinked innocently.
AN: EVERYTHING BELONGS TO MEOW MEOWTH
