Okay let's answer some questions and establish some ground rules here. Sorry but I took a course this weekend about taking control and leadership at this leadership camp thingy.
I'll be posting these answers and guidelines at the end of the chapter for those who don't read author's note and for the next few chapters and for Born Rebels.
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~ The translation that none of you guys bothered to answer at the top of last chapter is Bonjour , amis agréables à vous revoir tous which means Hello, nice to see you all friends.
~ The answer to the book trivia within the last chapter that NONE OF YOU GUYS freaking bothered to answer is The Fallen Stars series By Jessica Sorensen or The Shattered Promises series also By Jessica Sorenson. Basically this trivia had two answer because it's a double series of books with one being the young adult version and one being the mature audiences version and has a different-ish plot.
~I need to start enforcing ground rules and start asking more of you guys, even though I love you, it's called tough love.
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At the end of every chapter I will be expecting at least one of the following to have it updated on a quicker schedule:
~ 15 reviews (actual reviews)
or
~ 5 more favorites
or
~ 10 more followers
...
Please note even with the lack to follow these guidelines will result in slower and longer periods between updates.
Also note that the numbers will increase for my other story (which you guys should totally read) because it has a bigger fan base.
Thank You.
...
Ally's POV:
"Ally what are you doing in my room?" Austin asks me confused. I sigh, there goes my ever-needed rest for tonight. Yeah!
(Note my sarcasm)
"Wh-what?" Is all I make out, stumbling to untangle myself from the plethora of bed covers. This can not be freaking happening.
Austin pulls in my suitcase, along with his into 'our' room for tonight.
"Yeah, I was waiting for the driver to unload our luggage, so I helped him bring it up. I was going to settle in my room then give you yours, but apparently I don't have that problem." Austin shrugs scratching the back of his neck nervously.
Finally getting myself out of the jungle of covers, my face returns to it's normal pale pigment. I sit up on the bed on my knees, and face Austin, then glance around the room.
"Uh... well tomorrow we can talk to Trish and get this whole thing straightened out," I suggest yawning into my forearm.
"Tomorrow?" Austin asks leaning back against the doorframe in exhaustion. I guess we are both ready to just pass out on a bed.
I shrug, "Yeah, well it's like around 1 in the morning now, so..."
Austin nods and yawns, "So I guess I'll get that comfortable looking chair over there and you can get that back-killing king sized bed," Austin jokes sarcastically with a smirk.
The thought of Austin and I actually being in the same room for a night brings flames to my cheeks. I quickly move to hide it from Austin by tumbling down into the pile of sheets resting beside me.
"Goodnight Ally!" Austin calls out from somewhere in the room, as he turns out the lights. We are both sleeping in the clothes we wore here, due to a laziness we both have.
My eyes begin to close, and dreams are just aching to dominate me for the night coming. I start to give in.
I muffle a small 'night' as I feel a pair of hands wrap around my waist. As a reflex I kick out and fail my arms around like a seagull at the beach.
"Ally calm down it's just me!" Austin shouts from beside me. I turn over to face him and the flashlight of his iPhone. I takes a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the violent light.
"Oh," I say totally embarrassed by my huge outburst. Austin lays beside me, clutching the bright light between us so I can see his face and he can see mine.
"Sorry for keep interrupting you." He apologizes looking down.
We are both fully clothed in our clothes we wore for the flight minus the jackets. But somewhere in my heart (or mind) it wishes we weren't.
"It's fine Austin," I yawn while saying this, "It's always fine." I yawn again and stretch my right arm to the ceiling, since I'm laying on my left side facing Austin.
"I just wanted..." Austin says stumbling for his words. "I just wanted to..." He repeats.
I playfully push his shoulder, "Just spit it out already blonde," I beg snuggling my head against the pillow that we are both sharing, "We are best friends you can tell me anything."
Austin faintly smiles, "We are best friends right, I hope that this didn't..." I begin to ramble, cautious that I might be moving to fast to rekindle our friendship and Austin might shoot me down or something.
"Yeah, of course Alls." Austin answers, "I just wanted to know if you were..." He starts again.
Austin's sighs in frustration and runs his palm down his forehead, "Why is this so damn hard to ask?" He asks, mostly to himself. Maybe Einstein because you shouldn't ask it.
"Dammit Ally, I just wanted to know if you were alright, you-know with you being in the same country and city as Elliot, I still remember what he did to you Ally." Austin finally answers, but I wish he didn't ask.
I turn and face away from Austin. No one speaks of Elliot, no one brings up things that cruel monster did to me, especially not Austin.
Flashback:
How could I ever forget Elliot. I was like 15, two years ago, and he worked at the neighborhood library for his 'mother' apparently. I don't know exactly what he saw in mebut a few days later he started coming from behind the checkout desk and asked me out. Me, of course, a nerdy little 15 yo getting asked out by a glorious senior was a really big thing, so I said yes. The date was fine, and we started dating. I fell in love with the way he smiled, and laughed, made me feel special.
Or atleast I thought I fell in love.
But apparently I am not the only one he made feel special, Delilah, one of my own cousins, spent her extra-curricular activities in his bed.
He was a horrible influence, and I skipped school. That's the reason I am not on debate team anymore.
I started ditching my friends, then he lied right to my face and he spent the night and I let him have the key to my backdoor to come over more often in the future, whenever he wanted.
But he took Delilah and they freaking did it in my room. He tried to play it off, but my dad freaking saw him, he freaking saw him. I went to the cafeteria during his period, skipping my science class just so we could talk, and I looked like a fool no one believed me.
I had no proof, besides my dad and a condom wrapper that could've belonged to anyone. Austin... oh god... Austin knew. And then when I confronted Elliot about us, for a third time, he told me to f uck off, and said I am just a little kid.
And then he moved because turns our his 'mother' isn't actually his 'mother', he dropped out of school and was just parking in places, he moved to France.
But forget all of that crap Elliot has done, he's a donkey I can't expect much from him. But Austin...
"Don't worry about it, I'm fine," I lie pulling the covers up to my chin, covering my body with it.
"No Ally you are definitely not fine," Austin calls out from beside.
Austin knew...
I slam the covers off of me with anger and sit up, "Shouldn't you be on the chair!" I retort out to Austin with attitude.
He freaking knew and he didn't...
"I'm sorry I forgot, but Alls I..." Austin says getting up from beside, the mattress creaks and leaves me with a cold empty space to my left.
"I.."
"Goodnight Austin!" I scream out rolling a pillow to my mouth, muting my other cries that come after that.
8:44 AM The Next Morning:
I rise up to the yellow sun beating through my suite's window. I smile to myself, then scoff remembering last nights events.
The plane. The extremely thin aisle. The Austin. The argument. The Austin. The Elliot. The Austin. The Austin... Did I mention The Austin.
My head still aches from the potent emotions that ran through me last night and took over my common sense. Yelling at Austin, screaming and crying into my pillow about my sappy ex till I fell asleep, is something I'd never do on a normal day.
Speaking of Austin I don't notice him on the floor as I sit up to examine our fresh lit suite. No Austin no where, but his suitcase is open and his clothes are sprinkled everywhere on the floor.
The bathroom door opens from behind me, I turn to see if Austin was in there, and sweet ice tea. OMFG.
In all gold and glory, muscle and biceps, Austin stands before mw, fresh out the shower, with a towel riding loosely around his bulging Adonis Belt. I don't know how to feel about it so I just remain laying against the bed, and squint my eyes so it might I appear I am asleep, besides the scarlet on my face.
I hear Austin fumble through his clothes and slowly throw something on. With each passing minute he takes, the temptation to just... take one little, quick... a harmless peak...
"Dawson I know you are awake," Austin calls out interrupting my thoughts.
My eyes almost pop out of my head, great. No point of hiding it, eh, Austin knows me like an open book.
"No I'm not!" I scream out, popping my eyes. I see Austin fully clothed :( kneeling beside the bed. He's wearing a blue long sleeve shirt, a pair of tan pants, a dangling necklace, and a pair of white Nikes.
"Ally, when I went to go take my shower you were here," He says pointing to the other side of the bed, "And you were snoring like a lion." Austin finishes raising a eyebrow.
I cross my arms, "You happen to pay a lot of attention to me when I sleep," I smile, running my free hand on his shoulder and tracing his rib cage, then his neck mindlessly.
Austin doesn't seem to mind that much, besides shutting his eyes when I reach a certain part of his collar bone. My mind knew what it wanted, and what it couldn't have, this little hand skimming action is only caused by the pounding headache effecting my judgment.
"You happen to pay a lot of attention to my body structure," Austin jokes, noting to my wandering hand. I smile and pull my finger back under the covers with he rest of me.
Austin looks down at me with those giant hazel eyes, the same eyes that lied to me...
"You do realize why I am mad at you, right?" I ask raising my eyebrows. I turn suddenly serious, we need to talk about this now.
Austin chuckles and holds his hands up as if he was surrendering.
"You lied right to my..."
Suddenly Austin is to close, his lips softly brush against my cheeks.
I gasp and my face lights up.
"You called me your best friend last night right?" Austin asks leaning back, sitting criss-cross.
My mouth stumbles for words, just as my brain fuzzes. What was I just talking about with him again?
"Ally have a little faith in me," Austin winks, rising to his feet, and walks over to the dresser.
"Breakfast starts soon, don't want to be late," Austin says grabbing his wallet and a room key. I sit up and watch him walk to the door, still speechless. My hair loosely falls down my back, and I stretch my arms out.
"And I think we have a Team Austin meeting later." I hear him say before he leaves out the room.
I raise an eyebrow and start to rise up out of bed. We were suppose to talk about what he did to help Elliot. If Austin thinks he can get out of this conversation he is wrong. Dead wrong.
***URGENT***
~ The translation that none of you guys bothered to answer at the top of last chapter is Bonjour , amis agréables à vous revoir tous which means Hello, nice to see you all friends.
~ The answer to the book trivia within the last chapter that NONE OF YOU GUYS freaking bothered to answer is The Fallen Stars series By Jessica Sorensen or The Shattered Promises series also By Jessica Sorenson. Basically this trivia had two answer because it's a double series of books with one being the young adult version and one being the mature audiences version and has a different-ish plot.
~I need to start enforcing ground rules and start asking more of you guys, even though I love you, it's called tough love.
...
At the end of every chapter I will be expecting at least one of the following to have it updated on a quicker schedule:
~ 15 reviews (actual reviews)
or
~ 5 more favorites
or
~ 10 more followers
...
Please note even with the lack to follow these guidelines will result in slower and longer periods between updates.
Also note that the numbers will increase for my other story (which you guys should totally read) because it has a bigger fan base.
Thank You.
...
Management jk
Love ya,
Brookie-Lynn