Hey! I have to say, I'm so sorry for being such an ass! I really wasn't expecting to reach 150 reviews on the same day that I posted! And now I got almost 180! You guys are amazing! So I have been working my but off these past two nights, trying to get this done. It's short, but it deals with the question you all have been asking... What's Austin goona do? Please don't hate me when you read it. I'd also like to say, I don't own any songs that I use! If you want to know what the songs are, just PM me. I hope you enjoy!
Ally's P.O.V.
"C-Cassidy?" Austin stuttered out. Ally felt just as nervous, and stuck a piece of her hair in her mouth to calm her nerves.
"Yeah, you know, only the hottest girl in school? Or has your days of ditching us and gallavanting off with, with... Dorkson, here, already wiped your memory?" Cassidy turned her nose up in distaste when she looked at Ally, as though not quite believing that she had the nerve to actually be there.
The truth was, she didn't.
It was taking all of her will power not to run away. She hated being cornered by the populars, especially the blonde Bimbo herself. Cassidy picked on Ally the most - probably because they used to be best friends in feeder school.
All the populars were now checking out the group. Cassidy, Dallas, Trent, Brooke, Tilly, and Ethan. Ally gulped.
"Why were you hanging out with Dorkson?" They all laughed. Alley's cheeks reddened.
"I wasn't-"
Austin was cut off by the kids who decided right at that moment to come and find them. Inwardly, Ally screamed.
"Prince Austin! Princess Ally! You can get married now!" Peter screamed. Ally's face turned a deep red colour. Why, cruel world? Why?
"We finished the castle, so you guys can rule as King Austin and Queen Ally now!"
"I want to be ring bearer!" Keenan shouted as the populars laughed.
"No! I want to be ring bearer! I found the shell!" Kainoah argued. Elise caughtup, hands on her hips, and sighed.
"You dimwits! Thomas is the ring bearer. You two have to be Prince Austin's right hand men! Then I'm Ally's Bridesmaid, and Kalei is the flowergirl! Peter is our priest, and they get to have a big white wedding!" Elise rolled her eyes.
At this point, the guys were cracking up. Dallas was actually on the floor holding his stomach. Ugh, why did Ally like him even?
"Y-You are hanging out with D-Dorkson, and playing wedding?" Ethan cracked up with laughter.
"N-No!" Austin stuttered out. "Why would you stupid kids say that?"
The children stopped, and looked at Austin. Hurt played across their faces. The populars didn't notice.
"Well what were you doing with, it?" Cassidy gestured to Ally. She put a nonchalant face on, but inside she was broken. Did he...? Wow. Maybe people can't change. But she hadn't got close to him. So why did it hurt so much?
"I was coming to find you guys, actually," Austin lied smoothly, not so much as glancing at Ally. "The Dork here thought it would be fun to tackle me I guess. That must be the only way you can actually get somebody, eh Dork? By launching yourself at them?" Austin and his friends broke into laughter. "I have no idea who the brats are either," Austin shrugged.
TEars made their way out of Ally's eyes, but Austin didn't notice. He was to busy laughing at her and making crude jokes about her. Ally bit her lip. She should have saw it coming. But no. She was an idiot, and actually had started to care about the blonde freak before her.
She grabbed the shocked childrens hands, hoping to sneak away without anymore snide remarks. Unfortunately, Thomas had another idea.
"What do you mean, Austin? We made you a necklace," Thomas held the string covered in shells up to Austin. Austin laughed, then tossed the necklace onto the ground, breaking the string, and sending the shells that the boys had spent so long in finding, everywhere. For a moment, no one moved, and Austin looked like he even had an ounce of regret in his eyes. Then it was gone, covered by a flash of cold laughter.
"Get lost, kid," Austin pushed Thomas onto the ground, slinging his arm around Cassidy's shoulder. She immediately clung onto him, and they started to eat eachothers face off. Ally's stomach twisted.
"Come on, Thomas," She whispered, picking up the little boy who had tears running down his cheeks.
"But what about-"
"He doesn't like us anymore," Ally whispered as Thomas dug his head into her neck. She herded the little kids away from the populars, who were joking with Austin when he wasn't sucking Cassidy's face.
"Why did he say those things? Did he really mean them?" Kalei's eyes were bright with tears that she refused to shed. Ally took her hand. They returned to where their stuff was, careful not to touch Austin's.
"Of course he didn't mean it sweetie. Not in the sense you think. Austin isn't a nice person. THat's why he had to volunteer in the first place. I thought... I thought that maybe he might have changed, but, but I guess..." Ally's voice caught on a sob as she sunk to her knees in the sand. How could she have been so stupid? "I guess I was illlusioning myself," She whispered, as the children all hugged her.
She had no idea how long they sat like that, comforting one another. At some point a cloud covered the sun, leaving everything grey. The perfect colour to express the mood everyone was in.
They collected their stuff up, no one talking. They walked dejectedly back to the orphanage. Thoughts kept on swirling in Ally's head. Mostly why she was ever so stupid as to believe that Austin could change. Thinking like that had just stabbed her in the back. Trish was right. Moon Boy wasn't worth her time.
She returned the kids home safely, all of them going straight to afternoon nap. She told Marie that she wasn't feeling well, and headed to the mall. She needed to get her mind off Austin, and the best way to do that was to work.
She opened up the door of Sonic Boom, and it creaked in protest. Her feet were sore, her skin had started to burn, but the biggest problem was that her heart was shattered. She was such an idiot. Some part of her had known all along that this would have happened, whether at the end of the break or now, and she guessed that she had kind of believed that. She was guarded, and hadn't let him in all the way. Only enough that when he did turn, he was able to shatter her.
Stupid Ally.
How do you change a Bad Boy? The answer: Well, you can't! Bad Boy's will always stay bad. There is nothing good about them. THey make you think that they change, just enough to affect you, just for long enough that you get attached. Then they do what they do best. They expose you and humiliate you, right when you thought that you had a shoulder to lean on. It was gone, snatched away from you.
A tear ran down her face as she sat down at the piano. She hadn't changed the sign to open, so she could play for a bit. Her fingers poured out all the emotion that had bottled up inside her over the past few hours, and a scream ripped itself from her throat. She threw her head down on the keys with a loud BANG, her tears wetting the ivory and making it slick to the touch. Sobs wracked her body, but she lifted her head and continued playing.
Once she found a rhythmic, steady tune, the pain that she felt formed into lyrics that came out elegant, even though she was crying.
Once upon time
A few mistakes ago
I was in your sights
You got me alone
You found me
You found me
You found me
I guess you didn't care
And I guess I liked that
And when I fell hard
You took a step back
Without me,
without me,
without me
And he's long gone
When he's next to me
And I realize the blame is on me
Cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i'd never been
Till you put me down oh
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i'd never been
Now i'm lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
No apologies
He'll never see you cry
Pretend he doesn't know
That he's the reason why
You're drowning,
you're drowning,
you're drowning
And I heard you moved on
From whispers on the street
A new notch in your belt
Is all I'll ever be
And now I see,
now I see,
now I see
He was long gone
When he met me
And I realize the joke is on me
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i'd never been
Till you put me down oh
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i'd never been
Now i'm lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
When your sadest fear comes creeping in
That you never loved me or her or anyone or anything Yeah
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places I'd never been
Till you put me down oh
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i'd never been
Now i'm lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
Trouble, trouble, trouble
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
Trouble, trouble, trouble!
By the time she had finished the song, her tears were gone. Yes, she had made the stupid mistake to trust Austin. She could never rewind that and undo the damage. But it didn't mean that she was going to keep letting it bug her. If she did, it would give him the upper hand, and she wasn't going to give him anymore satisfaction in ruining her life, than he already was.
Because the truth was: She loved Austin Moon.
Yes, loved.
And look where it had got her. She sighed. It was a love affair, that never would have worked out. It was beautiful and tragic at the same time. A sad, beautiful, and tragic love affair.
She took a deep breath, and started to play the wet keys again, only this time more in control, and not letting her feelings run rampant. She put her book in front of her, recording the notes that she was playing.
She thought about everything they had done together. Their little inside jokes and notes. She took a deep breath and sung.
Long handwritten note deep in your pocket
Words, how little they mean when you're a little too late
I stood right by the tracks, your face in a locket
Good girls, hopeful they'll be and lonely will wait
We had a beautiful magic love there
What a sad beautiful tragic love affair
It was short, but she liked it. Sure, they hadn't exactly had a love affair, per se, but they had a friendship, which obviously hadn't meant anything to Austin. Austin... stupid Austin.
She looked at the clock on her phone. So much for working. It was already seven. She decided that it would be good to go to bed early. Maybe have Trish over for a sleepover. She went to call her, when she realized all the missed messages she had.
103 texts from Austin.
31 missed calls from Austin
16 voicemails from Austin
3 emails from Austin.
She sighed and hit delete. She didn't need any more of his garbage tonight. She'd get enough of it tomorrow. She groaned. It was still the start of break, and she had to spend it all training Austin. How was she going to do this?
She dialled Trish's number by memory, and she picked up on the fourth ring.
"S'up girl? How was your date with Blondie?"
"It wasn't a date," Ally snapped, yelling into the reciever. Oops. Too much pent-up anger.
"EAsy there. What's got your knickers in a twist?" Trish asked sarcastically. Ally sighed.
"Austin."
The word came out in a ragged whisper, but Trish heard it nevertheless.
"Be at you place in ten."
She hung up. Ten minutes gave Ally' just enough time to get home. She picked up her book and bag, making sure to lock up the shop when she was done. She walked slowly, the sun setting in the distance. She hoped the children would be ok. They loved Austin already, and hearing him say those things had cut deep, Ally could tell. She wanted to cut his tongue off as soon as he called them brats.
She opened her house, to see Trish's shoes already there. She locked the door again, and walked up to her room, where Trish was painting her nails. As soon as Ally saw her child hood friend, her emotions got the better of her, and she broke into tears.
It took three hours to tell Trish everything. From her realizing that she loved Austin, to him calling the children brats. Three boxes of tissues, and two empty tubs of ice cream later, Trish was passed out on the floor. Ally sighed shakily as she picked up the garbage, before crashing on her own bed.
She closed her eyes, trying to prevent another barrage of tears.
Why did the Good Girl, have to be stuck with the Bad Boy?