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Oh! And by the way I will pick the four names on Saturday. The due date is Saturday.

Anyway on with the show!

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It's not like Ally was ashamed of her home. In fact many people envied her because of it.

Her house was huge.

So when she answered with "Yours."

She didn't want the new scary guy in her house and worse yet knowing where she lived.

The day went on as usual, boring teachers, boring lectures and BORING lessons.

At lunch time, Ally sat with her usual group. The semi-populars.

The lunch went normal, with Cassidy talking about boys, Brooke acting dumb, Trish insulting Brooke for her dumb act, Kira texting on her phone, Trish insulting Kira for texting on her phone too much. And Ally being the center of attention. Even though she didn't need it.

It really always happens.

"Have you guys seen the new kid. OMG he's so scary. He totally flipped the teacher off today in Bio."

"He's my partner for English. I have to write an essay on him." Ally replied.

Everyone gasped putting their hands on their hearts.

"He's really rude." Ally scoffed, thinking back to his comments.

"And when I bent over he saw my red lace bra, Cass gave me for my birthday." She whispered leaning into her friends.

They gasped again, keeping their hands on their hearts.

"At least he told off Gavin, when he made another one of his sexual comments."

They gasped again, keeping their hands in place.

Okay, this gasping thing was getting annoying.

"Alls, how can he be mean to you, you're like THE nicest person ever?" Brooke commented.

She shrugged.

She looked around the room, catching many flirting eyes.

One pair of eyes in particular, caught her gaze.

Cold, nonchalant, dark hazel.

He was again staring at her. She could tell he was tapping his foot as his whole body shook, while the other leg was propped on the lunch table.

The way he watched her though, almost as if he heard her whispers and complaints.

He scoffed looking at her in disgust to which she reflected back to him.

This boy was so damn rude.

It was time, the moment she dreaded.

It was the end of school, and she had to go to Austin's house.

She waved to her friends and waited at the front of the school.

She impatiently waited for him.

Obviously he was the last to arrive.

"Where were you? Do you know how long I've waited here?"

He rolled his eyes, "Relax mom, I had some business to take care of."

"Okay let's just hurry up and get in your car."

"I don't have a car, Tinkerbell." He stopped, putting his hand to his chin in thought. "Or should I call you red lace, which do you prefer?"

"Neither!" she yelled. "How are we getting to your house then?"

He smirked. Bi-polar bitch.

" By that." He said pointing to a big, black and red motorcycle.

"I am not getting on that!" she yelled.

"Fine! Then walk! Just know I live a half an hour away." He said revving up the engine.

She sighed as she unwillingly complied.

The ride was uncomfortable, she tried to not touch him, yet she has to, to keep from falling off.

She holds onto his leather jacket, not his chest like a normal person would.

After what seemed like hours but was only like a half an hour.

They came up to a big building.

The building was in a pretty deserted place besides the near gas station and tiny grocery store.

Not much houses were around.

She whirled around to catch him whipping his messy helmet hair.

He soon walked in front of her, and she whirled back around, getting the same eerie feeling she got when she first met him.

'Maybe this place was hidden for a reason,' she thought. I mean she knew this place existed, she wasn't an idiot, yet this was her first time here.

"Well are you going to just gonna stand there like an idiot or are you gonna come, red lace."

"Don't call me that. That's not a name." she mumbled.

"That's kind of the point of a fucking nickname, for it not to be your name."

"Whatever 'leather rat'" she mocked. He scoffed and slammed the door right in her face.

After taking the elevator up 2 floors, She walked to the end of the hall, to which apparently was his 'house'.

It was an apartment.

It was either she lived in a big house all her life that she had never been in a small one, or this was small.

How did his family fit in here.

"I live here alone, I'm 19 ya know."

"I'm 18 in a 2 months." She replied.

"I know." He says coldly.

He sighed and walks off somewhere.

"You may wanna take off your jacket, it gets pretty hot in here."

She turned around and takes it off, resting it on the table.

"So who we gonna write about fir-" she stopped dead sentence as she then saw him.

He had taken his jacket off.

He had a full tattoo sleeve up of an arm and the other had tattoos here and there.

'holy pickles' she thought.

" Would you stop fucking zoning out so we can get some work done." He said clearly irritated.

She really did zone out a lot.

"Right, sorry. Umm do you need to ask me any questions about my life." She asked opening her notebook.

"Why? I already know everything about you." He smirked, pulling his hands behind his head in amusement, with his feet propped up.

'Huh?'

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Sorry I haven't updated in a long time, my laptop was giving trouble and I had to study for tests.

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I'll pick names Saturday.

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