Hello! SO Um quick notice before you read. The idea from this story isn't exactly original in some ways. It came from a pokemon story here on Fanfiction that an author decided to not continue anymore. Sadly that was one of my favorite stories of all time. And he was my favorite author of all time. That story had 193,646 words. 997 reviews and 52 chapters. It was hilarious and I loved how he wrote. But sadly he retired before he could finish it. It's called I'm Stuck In A House Full Of Girls. Thank you very mush.
Disclaimer: Look I don't own it. Ok? So get off my back and eat a gaint cookie or something.
"ALLYSON MARIE DAWSON WAKE UP!" Trish yells out.
I roll over in my bed, not wanting to get up. I ignore her and plant a large pillow over my head. It doesn't matter...she'll never get me this way.
"You know even though you hide under your pillow doesn't mean I can't get you..." Trish cackles.
Rats.
I mentally snap my fingers.
I stay quiet and still hoping she will leave. Today's my first day off from my break from work. I need to sleep in and just relax. But, apparently the queen of relaxation and procrastination decided to wake me up for the most stupidest reason ever.
"Al-ly, come on, Im begging you! You have to go!" Trish whines.
"No!" My feet snuggle into the comforters, warmly. It's too cold out to go anywhere anyways. So no way am I going to get up. She can beg, she can bribe, but I won't move from this bed. And that, is final.
"It's only right!" She fights back.
"That I go and embarrass myself!?" I yell back. I'm sure any minute know my neighbors in the apartment building are going to come and check on me because of all the screaming.
"Yes! Everything it takes Ally! Love needs it!" She uses this excuse with passion while I roll my eyes.
"What does Love got to do with this!" I reply and start to hum the song with a slight giggle.
There was few moments of silence.
I stop humming in fear.
Oh, great...I'm going to die now.
Suddenly the comforters are pulled off of my body in a flash. I look up seeing the comforters flying in the wind outside. Shivering, I jump out of my bed and to the window, where my bed spread is flying freely in the open Miami sky. "Trish! Those were my favorite!" I cry out and open the window, ready to jump out and catch my favorite bed spread.
Trish pulls my arm back and I fall onto the bed. With a slam the window closes and I sigh in disappointment.
"Ally, your not going anywhere until you get dressed and go to the freaking auditions!" Trish threatens. She grabs one of my throw pillows and hits me with it.
"Trish!" I exclaim and grab one too, hitting her back. "I'm not going!"
She hits me again, but harder. "I don't care if you want to or not! I'll drag you over there by my bare hands wether you like it or not!" The pillow she has in her hands hits me one more time and I growl. Trish smiles atrociously and I already know who won this battle.
I hit her back though, determined to win this battle. "It's a free country and you still have to buy me a new bed spread! With amazing foam pillows!"
"Fine! But your still going!" She hits me with the pillow. "To" Hits again. "The." One more hit. "AUDITIONS!" I fall back on the bed with much force as she hits me hard with my horrible throw pillow.
God, Ally. Twenty-three years of life and you still think you can win a battle against Trish. Best friends hurt. A lot. "Okay...I'll go! I'll go!" I surrender and Trish calmly puts the throw pillow down, only to start squealing in delight.
"I knew you would come around!" Trish squeals and hugs me tightly.
I'm guessing your wondering what this is all about.
One word:
Matched.
The hit tv show about 15 girls living in a mansion with five other guys. One, this year, in particular. Austin Moon got on the show. A pop star with bleached hair and hazel eyes. Apparently very popular with the ladies. Dont even ask me how. His music stinks, his hair is bleached and he's a jerk. A real phony baloney.
Trish thinks other wise.
It was three years ago. I had just graduated from UME: University Of Miami Eagles, and got a degree. I graduated from high school at age 17. Never mind that, me and Trish wanted to go celebrate. We went out bought three 12 packs of Fanta soda and two thin and crispy pepperoni pizzas from Pizza Hut.
We ate a drank until our stomachs hurt.
So the next day, I was on a sugar rush, zooming across town. Trish tried hard to catch me but to no avail. I kept zooming and suddenly, my body just shut down and I fell onto an unknown stranger.
Big surprise, that stranger was the one and only Austin Moon.
"Hello." I whispered. Completely unsure what to do. I've never been held like that before nor have I ever met a celebrity in person. I remember telling Trish after the predicament that butterflies flurried fast in my stomach and the blood rushed up to my cheeks.
"You alright?" He asks, smirking. He was wearing a baseball hat and a jacket but I could recognize him anywhere. It was Austin. The bleach blonde hair, hazel eyes, and perfectly sun kissed skin. There was no way in hell I was wrong.
I nodd slowly and he puts me down on my feet.
"Good. Be careful alright? Take care!" And he was off with a warm smile and a wave of his hand.
I never knew why he was so nice to me. Or why did he smile make me feel like jelly. It was stupid and I swallowed those feelings quickly. Pushing them down my throat as hard as I could. You can't trust a pop star. That was the day I solemnly swore that I would never drink another soda again nor would I ever fall in love. And that's final.
You see now why Trish wants me too go to the auditions? She thinks I'm in love and that this is my only chance to get close to him and tell him my feelings. But I don't have it and I shush her before she can say another word.
I think he did what he did for publicity, in hopes I'll tell news reporters and do a report on how sweet Austin is. Making him even more loved. If he wanted to do that he might as well have saved a little girl's kitten from a tall tree for all I care. Let a duck family cross a road in a traffic jam. The possibilities are endless.
Besides that reason, I have stage fright. Major. It was never cured. Like seriously. It was when I was fourteen. I was the leading roll in Alice In Wonderland. I froze and couldn't speak or sing. As soon as I stepped on that stage it was hopeless. I couldn't do it. In the end they took me to a therapist but, that was a stupid idea and it didn't help me at all.
One thing for sure. I am going to find a way to get out of this. I can't embarrass myself on live TV. I can't disappoint my family and friends. And I especially can't embarrass myself in front of Austin! That would be horrible!
But, I have one thing going for me. I'm plain Jane Ally Dawson. I'm positive that no one wants a plain Jane! I'm so dorky, clumsy, ugly and duffy. (1) No way would I be Tv material. At least I have that. At least I have a chance, opening, escape, way out. At least I have that.
The last thing I remember is Trish pushing me into the shower quickly. Saying we have only this amount of time until the auditions. Like a manager. Trish always wanted to be a manager. More specifically, a celebrity agent. The only job she is actually interested in. I always told her to go for it but she only laughs her head off and says: "I've got a bajillion and one chance, Als. And no time to waste."
I would shake my head as if she was crazy and we would continue on with our rewind on High School Musical. Apparently we needed some high school cheesiness in our lives...and maybe a hunk of Zac Efron. If you know what I mean. (Waggles eyebrows) But, as we continue with the movie I feel like she's missing her chance, feeling a knot in my stomach, I stuffed my face with popcorn.
After the shower I dressed in a light orange jumper with black knee high boots and a teal butterfly belt.
Hopefully...this works.
Sooo...
(1) Just finished the book The Duff and it was amazing. And cute! And a little inappropriate...for eleven year olds...if they don't know what sex is.
Alright, I really wish this chapter was longer but I really love how this came out! Tell me what you think! I loved all your reviews!
(gives you a cookie for all the feed back)
So look out for chapter 3!
-RS
