Chapter 12

Austin's POV:

I've been hanging out with Brenda a lot lately. I need to go soon in a few hours, but I think I'll get over Allyson, and kiss Brenda before I leave.

I'm not a player, I'm just saying. I need a long-term and long-distance relationship. I'm sad that Allyson and I broke up, actually.

I will call Brenda up, right now. I'll tell her to meet me at the pool. "Hey, Brenda. Do you want to meet me later at the pool?"

Ally's POV:

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever. I'll go, I just got to do something first. Yeah, okay, bye." I pursed my lips, I had told many lies.

I went there at 6:45 as ALLY. As soon as he saw me, he motioned me to go there, ASAP. I sat down next to him, and said, "Surprise!"

He said, "Ally, you're Brenda, right?" I blew, "What makes you say that?" Austin raised his hand to count the similarities we had.

"Let's see, you both have the same eyes. You have the same bone structure. You have the same athletic abilities."

I blushed, "Meh. At least I didn't CHEAT ON MY BOYFRIEND!"

"I'm disappointed, Ally, really disappointed. I thought you were much more than that. Guess not." Austin drooped his face, and left.

"Austin, wait." I grabbed his arm. "I wanted to tell you, just wanted to wait until the right time." Austin replied with a frown upon his face.

"Well, you got what you wanted." Austin fledged out of my reach, and he left, without a word.

My world just came crumbling down, like a cookie that just got bitten.

Next year, I'll be attending graduation and I'll be attending a college in Paris. So who needs a boyfriend, right?

Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. I got a full scholarship to a community college in Paris, France.

I'm sad that I'm leaving my hometown. I love this place, and I'm afraid to lose it. I went home to pack my stuff.

I ran upstairs, not bothering to say hi to my parents. After all, I had to pack so much stuff.

I opened my scrapbook and looked at the pictures Austin and I took together. I ripped all the Austin parts out of it.

I looked at my room, it seemed pretty empty now. I still remember when I was five, when my dad redecorated this room for me.

*FLASHBACK: five years old.*

"Alright, let's go claim your room, Allyson."

I was so excited, I ran up the stairs screaming, "YAY!" I chose purple paint for the walls, my bedspread was blue, my floor tiles were pink.

I coordinated how long the shelves were going to be, and where they were to be.

"Now daddy, I want them behind the bed please. Thank you, daddy."

"You're welcome, princess. Anything else?" My dad asked.

I looked around the room, "Daddy, I need you to paint the words, 'Daddy's little girl' there. Thank you." I pointed on a wall.

I'll admit, I was a good child back then.

When my dad was done, I kissed him on the cheek, and he went downstairs.

*FLASHBACK End*

When I was done with the packing, I went outside to a grocery store because my mom needed groceries to maintain her 'healthy' side.

So, I went to the nearby grocery store and I bumped into a boy. We started talking about college, he was 17, the same age as moi.

He was going to an acting academy in Paris, so, basically, the same place that I was going to. He gave me his number, so we could keep in contact.

I loved guys with a sense of humor, and this was definitely the way to go. I guess the good girl is still in me. I just, didn't know how to bring her out.

When I was just a little girl, my mom always told me, 'There's always a good-hearted person in everyone.'

I guess that saying was true. I went home before 5 and I, basically, crashed down on my bed.