Okay, maybe more than 40 chapter's (like 45 at most). But I know that time will go fast. I'm gonna be so sad when this story ends because I really have no life and I don't know what to do when this ends :,(. I can honestly this story has token over my world of FanFiction. I'm just glad I have people like you guys and I know you are actually reading.

But anyways, I'll say the rest I need to say at the end of this story. I just want to enjoy writing it while it lasts because it's easier this way and it's good to enjoy it while it lasts. That goes for everything.

So I have the rest if the story pretty much planned in my head but I just need to get the details in order. This chapter is a little intense; not at the beginning but towards the end. Just a heads up. But I know what's gonna happen :). I own nothing.

Guest- Sorry, I meant to say Dez and Carrie are twins cause they are the same age. Sorry I confused you :).

It was the night of prom and Austin's nerves had taken over him. What if he did something wrong? His Junior prom was terrible. He had took Cassidy and it was the night he saw him kiss another guy and actually admitted she was cheating.

But this is Ally, she would never do anything to hurt me. Austin was reassured by the voice in his head that everything would be okay and there was absolutely nothing to worry about. He had been hurt in the past, and no one wanted to see him hurt including Austin himself that turned into a different people when he was hurt and sad. His sadness turning to anger.

The thought of being angry went back to Brooke. She hurt him. He didn't tell Ally about this, ever. But he suspected she knew something about Brooke and what happened and was most likely curious. I should tell her soon. But not tonight. It's not exactly the best time.

Austin studied himself in the mirror. He combed his hair so it looked better than usual; also put gale on it so it would stay perfect. Also, he put on cologne that he had found in one of his moving boxes when he first moved to Pipers. He knew tonight was the perfect night to use it.

"Austin!" Piper called. "There's some redhead kid at the door looking for you!"

Dez, he thought immediately. Austin had almost forgotten that he invited Dez over to hang out for a bit before their dates came. Come to think of it, Austin didn't know if his friend even HAD a date. No offence to Dez who was sweet, caring, and not ugly; but at times he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed and wasn't the slickest guy with the women.

Austin made his way to the door. "Hey buddy," he greeted his friend. He looked at what Dez was wearing. It was much different from his tux. It was colorful, unlike Austin's that was just black and white. "What are you wearing?"

"My tux to prom."

"I'll leave you nerds to it," Piper teased as she put her earplugs in her phone and went to her room.

"But..." Austin trailed off. He didn't want to say anything to hurt his feelings. Dez had always worn... different clothes. "Never mind." He mumbled, then made his way into the kitchen and opened the fridge for a snack. "So... Where's Carrie?"

Carrie had always been with Dez. They were loving siblings unlike most. Well, they were the same age, same school, and acted the same being twins. He just assumed his sister would come too.

"Oh, she didn't tell you? She's at Ally's; getting ready with her and Trish," he explained.

"Ah," Austin nodded. Checking his phone, he realized he didn't have Carrie's number. But he had Dez's. "I don't have her number. Can I have it?"

"Sure. Hmm... ah!" He grabbed a sharpie from his shirt pocket and lifted up Austin's sleeve.

"Dude! What a you-" Dez ignored him and wrote his sisters number. Seriously?

"There you go!" he smiled, putting the sharpie back in his shirt pocket.

"Why didn't you just tell me?!" he hissed. "Dez, I could have wrote it down in my notes!"

Dez sighed, shaking his head. "People these days."

Austin rolled his eyes, looking at his arm and putting the number in his contacts. "There. It's in. Now you have to help me get this PERMANENT marker off."

...

"So you really applied for MUNY?" Carrie asked in fascination, straightening Ally's hair. "That's like one of the most popular music schools!"

"Yeah..." she trailed off. "I know."

It had been less than a week since Ally had sent her application to MUNY. The moment she put it in the mailbox, she regretted it. I need to think of my future. My future in college, doing what I love. But how could she do what she loved without the person she loved right next to her?

"Ally, this is huge!" Trish interrupted. "They would be idiots to not let you in."

"Thanks," she smiled, studying herself in the mirror, beginning to feel more confident as she felt the warm hair straightener do its job. Carrie was pretty good at stuff like this. The blond hadn't put on her dress or did any makeup; she spent most of her time with them the last 30 minutes getting ready. She had already put Trish's makeup on, did her hair and such. She was done with Ally's makeup and just needed to do her hair.

"Alright almost done..." Carrie said more to herself than Ally. She was completely focused and her tongue stuck out a little in concentration. She straightened the last of her curls. "Perfect!" She put down the hair straightener and clapped her hands together.

"It looks great Carrie! Thanks!" Ally hugged her friend. "You're really good at this stuff."

"Eh, it's nothing." Carrie seemed to be embarrassed with the praise. Her feet shuffled on Ally's soft carpet.

"No really, we look amazing!" Trish cut in. Trish and Ally looked at each other, thinking the same thing. The girls took Carrie and sat her down were Ally was sitting to do her hair.

"Alright let's start with-"

"Guys, this really isn't necessary. I can-" they ignored their friend and started to put her hair down. It looked different when it was down. Ally had never seen Carrie with her hair down, and it was fun to experience with.

"Girl, you should put your hair down more," Trish said. "It looks good."

"Thanks," she giggled. Trish handed Ally the brush, which she happily took and brushed Carrie's soft hair.

Ally almost felt as if this wasn't prom night at all. Being with her friends calmed her nerves and made her feel as if she could do anything. She had forgotten what it was like to just have fun with her peers that were girls. Suddenly, she felt guilt stab her belly.

She slowed down brushing Carrie's hair as she thought how Trish felt about her spending all this time with Austin. "Trish, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, you're my best friend."

"Do you ever feel... like the third wheel when you're around me when Austin's there?"

Trish looked hesitant. "Well, sometimes. When you first started dating. I...I thought you would forget about me."

Ally felt horrible. "Trish, I would never forget about you."

"I know, but Austin just makes you so happy and I guess... it makes me kinda jealous."

"What about Jace? Didn't he ask you to prom?" Ally asked in shock.

"He just told me we could be friends."

Ouch. Friend-zoned, she thought, frowning. "I'm so sorry Trish. Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't think it was that important."

"It is," she urged. "One day, you're going to find someone. You'll see."

Trish still didn't look convinced.

"C'mon, you shouldn't have to worry about that right know. It's prom, you don't have to go with anyone. You can go with me. I'll be your date, kay?"

Trish smiled. "Yeah! But doesn't that mean you're cheating on Austin?" she teased, raising her eyebrow and smirking.

"Don't tell him," Ally pretended to act serious, but just ended up laughing.

"How's it coming?" Carrie asked.

"Your hair looks great down, it just needed to be brushed. Now time for your makeup." Ally said, grabbing her bag of makeup and applying it on her face.

...

"So than I told her, "you can do better than that" so she takes the basketball from me and tries to shoot, but ends up breaking her arm!" Dez said, laughing.

Austin was about ready to fall asleep from all the talking Dez was doing. "What are you talking about?" he asked, raising his chin from where it was resting.

"Well when me and Carrie were younger, we had a basketball hoop in our backyard," Dez explained quickly.

"Fascinating," Austin muttered. He knew it was kinda rude not to listen, but the redhead had been rambling since he got there. He just sat there, talking for hours. Ally was a little rambler herself, but he found it cute when she did it. But Dez was basically telling him his whole life story.

He honestly didn't even know Dez that well. He saw him at school and sat with him at lunch. But right now it's as if he was just getting to know him.

"Well what do you wanna do?" Dez asked. It was obvious that Austin was bored of his rambling, and he was smart enough to figure that out.

"Do you like video games?"

"Yeah! Watch'a got?"

Austin went to the cabnet where Piper's movies were, which was also where his video games were located.

"Oohh! Can we play Destiny? I love that game!"

"Sure," Austin smiled, putting the game in the Xbox. This guy isn't bad at all. He just needs a friend. And I'm just the man for the job.

Thirty minutes into playing game, the was a knock at the door. Quickly, he paused the game and answered it to Trish, Carrie, and Ally. Ally... she looked amazing! "Whoa..." his eyes widened. You're cool Austin. Keep your cool. Oh God she's beautiful... Austin thought. "A-Ally..."

He saw Ally blush madly. "You look great too, Austy." Trish and Carrie were already walking into his house. But he didn't notice them entering. All he noticed was Ally, and that's probably how it would be for the rest of the night.

It didn't take Austin long to realize that him and Ally were the only ones that were going together as a couple. But it didn't look like the others cared. They just wanted to enjoy their night with their friends. Ally wanted to do the same. After all, she was. Austin was her boyfriend, but he was also her best friend. That was the kind of relationship she always wanted.

Austin cleared his throat. "C-Come in..." he tried his hardest not to stare. He knew staring was rude.

"Hey Austin's friends!" Piper waved to them.

"Well hi!" Dez smiled excitedly.

"Alright Austin! Second time is the winner! You ready for this?"

Austin looked around at his friends. "With these guys, I'm ready for anything." He put his arm around Ally and she nuzzled into his shoulder. Piper smiled at the couple and grabbed a camera that seemed to come out of no where.

"Alright, everyone smile!" Piper said. Everyone did as ordered. "That's a cute one," she mumbled to herself. Austin couldn't help being amused by her antics that made her a kid at heart. Piper took tons of pictures of them. Some serious and some were silly faces.

"Okay Piper. I think you have enough pictures," Austin laughed.

"Whatever," she muttered mockingly. "Have fun guys." They were all heading out with Austin at the back, being the last to get out the door. But before he could, Piper stopped him, tossing her the keys to her car. "What did you think I was gonna make you walk?" she teased.

"Thanks, Pips."

"And Austin, don't do anything stupid," she warned seriously, but still, he saw a glimmer of amusement and her eyes saw nothing but a memory now.

"Of course not," he shook his head. At first he was confused why Piper asked that, but then he realized it was because he crashed Ross's car before.

...

Austin knew he was going to be fine as long as he kept his eyes on the road. With Ally with him, he knew it was possible. But still he felt distracted by the presents of Ally. Every time he breathed, he could smell her perfume and on every stoplight he would just look at her and wonder where she had been all his life.

Trish, Dez, and Carrie were awkwardly smooshed in the back with Carrie- being the smallest- had to go in the middle with Trish on her left and her brother on her right.

"Sorry there's not a lot of room," Austin apologized sheepishly to his friends that were smashed back there, especially poor Carrie, who was in the worst seat.

"It's okay Austin," Carrie said sweetly. "It's good Marino High is a small ways away."

Austin nodded, but still felt bad that his friends didn't have a lot of room. "Almost there," he announced, glad that the car ride there was almost over. It seemed like hours.

Once there, he squeezed Ally's hand and looked at all the Seniors having a good time. He was still nervous about what would happen reflecting on what happened last year.

"Hey," Ally comforted softly. She knew what was wrong, he told her. "I'm not going anywhere." Yes you are! a voice hissed in her head. Not if I don't get in! the other one argued."Shut up!" she whispered lowly so Austin couldn't hear.

"I-I know."

I don't understand how you can just lie to yourself and especially him. You need to tell him, another voice said. Ally sighed and looked up longingly at the guy that she could be possibly leaving. And if she didn't tell him soon, she would soon not be able to tell him if she really got in. She could live with breaking his heart. Maybe I won't have to. But long distance relationships? If I know anything about them, they don't last long.

Ally sighed. Why did it have to be so complicated? Sometimes, she wished she could go back in time to were Austin first walked in math class and start from there; if they remained friends, then maybe it would be less hard to leave him. But Ally knew that she was meant to be with him, and no one else. That's why she refused to hear the "other guys" talk.

"Ally?" Austin nudged her out of her thoughts.

"O-Oh! Let's do this thingy!"

"You mean prom?" he offered, laughing.

"Yeah yeah Mr. Smarty Pants," she smiled. "We should get some punch first." Ally lead her boyfriend to the punch bowl. She didn't want him to see her dance moves.

"Okay," Austin said, approaching the punch bowl and pouring some for Ally then himself. "You guys want..." he trailed off when he saw that the rest of his friends were already gone. "Where did they...?"

Ally laughed. Gotta love him when he's confused. "They are over there." She pointed to the dance floor where they were dancing their hearts out and didn't seem to care if anyone saw. If they weren't afraid, why should she? Her dance moves weren't the greatest, but she shouldn't have to be afraid.

"Let's go!" Ally grabbed his arm and dragged him to the dance floor when she heard a familiar song came on. Suddenly, she felt as if she could do anything in the world. All this energy had came over her; as if it were a bolt of electricity. Her current favorite song had came on: "Shut Up and Dance".

Austin was a good dancer, and he knew his stuff.

But Ally didn't care right now if she was the worst dancer on the planet. She deserved a little fun after the stress she had been over.

This went on for a few more minutes; Ally was tired easily so her and Austin decided to sit down. "Now that was fun!" she said breathlessly. Austin nodded in agreement, but then turned.

"Oh, hi Brooke!" he greeted his friend that was standing next to him.

"Hey," she greeted happily. Her gaze landed on Ally. "Oh, hey Ally." Brooke waved. Her voice was friendly, and no cold at all.

The brunette remembered when she was jealous of Austin's pretty friend. She was for sure they would hit it off and get together, but there friendship meant more to them. And Ally remembered yelling at Austin for no reason, only to realize she was falling in love with Austin. So she had Brooke to thank for half of that.

As Ally looked closer, she noticed her face had a bruise on it and her sleeves were covered. Austin noticed this two; usually Brooke wore sleeveless shirts. The long, black, long-sleeve shirt too over the top of her body and arms. She was wearing a blue dress, which was only seen if you looked towards her legs.

"Hi Brooke," she pretended not to notice.

"What... what happened to you?" Austin asked worriedly.

"Oh," there was a horror in her eyes that she couldn't describe. "Um I fell off my bike and hurt my, uh, face."

Austin was smart enough to know his friend was lying. "Brooke, you never learned how to ride a bike," he reminded her gently. When they grew up together, Brooke was always terrified to even get on a bike.

"Well, I-"

"Why are you talking to them?" a voice asked, interrupting her. Ally dropped dead when she saw who it was. Gavin Young was standing right there, next to Brooke. Austin had a similar look: it was mixed with confusion and fear. Why would she ask Gavin to prom? And if he asked her, why would she say yes?

"They're my friends," Brooke said in defense.

"Friends or not, I don't want you talking to them."

"Well I can-"

"No!" he grabbed her wrist, pulling it really tight. "I said, no." He pulled harder.

"Gavin! Stop! You're hurting me!" Brooke struggled to get out of his grip.

Then they realized. It was the reason her face had a bruise on it; the reason her arms were covered up. "Leave her alone!" Austin flung himself towards Gavin, trying to get a good grip on his hands.

Ally's heart started to race. She knew she had to do something for her friend; even though she didn't know her well. But Brooke seemed like a good person. Without thinking, she screamed, throwing herself on Gavin and knocking him down, managing to get his hand off Brooke's wrist. But she wasn't done with him. Getting him to stay still, she was about ready to punch him numerous times.

"Ally! Wait!" Brooke said desperately. "Let him go!"

"Why? He's put us all through enough pain."

"Because he's my brother!" she shouted.

What? Ally stood up looking down at Gavin. How could someone as sweet as Brooke be related to someone as horrible as Gavin? Austin didn't even look surprised. He looked as if it was his secret and it had just been revealed.

"B-But what about your last names? Gavin Young and Brooke Kathrine. What about that?" Ally asked in surprise. Everyone was now staring at the scene.

"Maybe we should take this outside," Austin suggested, his voice no more than a whisper.

...

Austin, Ally, Brooke, and Gavin were outside and Brooke told the whole story. She was now in tears and Austin was comforting her by rubbing her shoulders. "When my parents divorced, m-my mom had and affair, which is the reason they divorced. I live with my dad and my mom l-lives near us. I get to see her every two weeks and whenever I see her... he's always there. My mom has a new family now."

Understanding stabbed Ally's stomach. It must have been hard for her. Austin and Brooke lived in the same neighborhood. So her mother must have lived somewhere close. It made since. Gavin and Brooke must have been half-siblings, just from different fathers.

Gavin didn't say anything. His face was blank. Finally, he spoke. "Well at least I didn't pretend to be someone else just because you were too afraid to admit you had feelings for Austin. I didn't lie to him about all that stuff and do drugs behind our moms back."

Ally couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Gavin, that's in the past," Brooke said, trying to control her anger. "I was young and stupid. I didn't know what I was doing."

"Well at least your father doesn't abuse you!" he shot back at his half-sister.

"Gavin," Ally whispered. "Is that why... you did all of this? Because your dad abuses you?"

Gavin sighed. "Part of it," he swallowed.

"When are you just going to face the fact that you like Ally? Talk about being afraid of telling someone your feelings," Brooke hissed angrily. Ally froze. "There's nothing wrong with liking her."

"Yes there is!" he protested. "When Austin came... I knew I didn't stand a chance with her. I never thought I would see Austin again... And there he was. The new boy that everyone loved."

"You're jealous!" Ally figured it out, finally catching on. Everyone seemed to ignore her discovery.

Austin didn't say anything. "I knew that Gavin was jealous of me. He told me to stay away from you," he told Ally, finally speaking. No one tells me anything! Ally thought, frustrated.

"You knew Gavin?" was all she could ask.

"Ally I- it was a long time ago- Gavin was-" he stuttered. If anything Gavin said was true, Austin had a right to be mad at Brooke.

"I get it Austin. I just don't get why you didn't tell me."

"I-I just didn't want to upset you."

Brooke stood in the middle of them in the middle of them. "I'm sorry I ruined you guy's nights."

"You didn't," Ally dismissed. Brooke still looked unconvinced. Her gaze landed on Gavin who was looking down, as if he regretted everything wrong her ever did.

"He needs help," Brooke whispered sadly. "His father abuses him. He thinks just because he gets bullied that everyone else has to suffer. I've tried to help, but he won't cooperate."

"He's been like this forever," Austin agreed. "Don't worry," he assured his friend. "We'll get him help."

This was the time when Ally realized she needed to tell him about MUNY. Austin had just reveled his secret that he knew Gavin and why he was mad at Brooke. Now it was her turn. "Austin," she poked her boyfriends back. He turned over. "There something I need to tell you..."

OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I JUST WROTE I DON'T EVEN KNOW SOMETIMES YOUR WRITING SURPRISES YOU.

Whoa. That was a plot twist. Please review!