I'm baaaaack. So, writing the next chapter, so enjoy! Have a cold, sniffle sniffle. ALLY POV! Oh yea, in this story, Everyone has British accents because I like British private schools xD
Yesterday was great. I spent the night at his place, and my dad barely noticed. It was Sunday, and I was bored. I grabbed my new cell phone, calling my friend Trishia, Trish for short. "Hello?" I heard. I grinned. "Hey, Trish! What's up?" I asked. I heard mumbling and whispers. "Oh, um nothing." She said, unconvincingly. I frowned. "What's going on over there?" I asked, concerned. Then I heard a voice. "Babe, have you seen my pants?" My jaw dropped. "TRISH WHO IS THAT?" I screamed. "I-it's nobody. Hey I'll call you back. Bye!" she said, quickly. She dropped the phone. It was nine p.m, and there was nothing to do! I wonder what Austin is doing… I thought. I dialed his phone number. "Hey, Austin." I greeted cheerfully. He chuckled. "Hey, Ally. What are you doing?" he asked. My heart melted at the sound of his voice. "Nothing, really. I miss-"I started to say, until my door swung open. I turned off my phone. "H-hello, Father." I said, worriedly, hoping he didn't hear me. He smiled. "Hello Allison. It's time for bed, okay? There's school tomorrow." He reminded. I sighed. 'I remember, Father. Good night." I said. He kissed me on the cheek, and he left. I dialed Austin again. "Sorry, my dad walked in." I apologized. "No worries. Good night, Ally. Love you." He said. I blushed. "Love you too, Austin." I whispered, so my dad wouldn't hear. I dropped the phone, turning off the light. Tomorrow, I would see him again.
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Austin POV
My eyes flew open. It was 6:30. I quickly jumped out of bed. The private bus is coming in thirty minutes. After brushing my teeth, my family was already downstairs, eating breakfast. Oatmeal, frye toast, and pancakes. My favorite. "Morning Mother, morning Father." I greeted. I sat down, eating my breakfast. "Everything alright, son?" my dad asked, concerned. I nodded. "Those pesky Dawsons aren't buggin ya, are they?" he joked. I felt anger boil inside of me. How dare he call my Ally pesky? I put my fork down. "You know, the Dawsons never did anything to us." I said, defending Allison's honor. Mom and Dad both froze. "Why are you saying that? Your'e not friends with the Dawsons, are you?" Mother asked, angrily. Shit. "N-no! I just d-don't know what makes them so bad, that's all! Why would I be friends with that bratty girl, Ally?" I stuttered, anxiously. I love her, why can't you two accept that? I wanted to scream at them. But I kept my mouth shut. Father sighed. "You see, my boy, the Dawsons come from a long line of prostitutes. My close friend, Penny, married Lester, Allison's father. Penny took everything from us.Every penny, every house, anything she could get a hold of. Now you remember and you remember good, little boy. Stay away from the Dawsons." He warned. I nodded, my heart sinking to my feet. I heard the bus. I cleaned up and dashed though the door, without saying goodbye. This was gonna be a long day.
Sorry I haven't been on. I'm a horrible person. I'm so caught up in school, and sleeping all day that I forgot. I'm SOOOO lazy. Anyway, I'm back and trying to finish up some stories. BYEEE! P.s REVIEW.