AN: I do accept anon reviews, I love to hear what you guys have to say. Whether it's praise or constructive criticism. However I don't tolerate being told my story is 'the worst eva' because there is no 'Aussly'. I would accept someone not liking my story, because that happens, but that review was a misunderstanding on their part. If you don't get that there will be Auslly in my story from the first chapter, then I don't know what to tell you. So I'll state it, my story is an Auslly one.

Anyway, thank you to everyone else who has read, reviewed, followed, and favourited my work. Again sorry, and thank you all. Long authors note is over now. Here is Chapter 4. Read, review, and enjoy!

Disclaimer: You guys know I don't own Austin & Ally. However this idea is all mine:)

Parties & Mistakes

Chapter 4: Ally's POV

"Allison!" I heard called down the hall when lunchtime rolled around.

I looked around my locker to see Trish, almost running down the hallway. Seriously? God, she probably had some sparkling news about Kira. I was still in no mood for that.

"Patricia," I said, using her full name when she came to a stop in front of me.

She grimaced for a moment before continuing, "Come on, hurry up! I have so much to tell you!"

The look on her face worried me. It was one of both fury and excitement. I honestly didn't know that a person could have both of those emotions at once. But hey, there's a lot of things that I never thought would happen until today.

I moved things around in my locker, not entirely wanting to follow Trish and hear the latest gossip. I could tell it was getting on her nerves. I was moving far to slow for her excitable mind, searching for something that didn't exist. But, at least searching for whatever held off the rumours, if only for a little while. I knew when she began tapping her foot, that I'd probably passed the acceptable amount of looking time. Meaning, I'd now have to close my locker and venture out. Something I wasn't too sure of, but knew I had to do.

"Alright, what's up?" I asked Trish, slamming the locker door shut.

"What the hell were you searching for?" she returned.

"Something I left at home, don't worry about it."

She shrugged and turned to walk down the hallway. As I followed, I could still hear almost everyone gossiping. From what they were saying and what I had heard in the rest of my classes, people were appalled at Kira's quiz. However, there was a good handful of people who completely understood what she was doing because she must be heartbroken. The majority though, were generally just hating on Austin. And part of me couldn't blame them, part of me could only blame myself.

If I really thought about it, I was truly the only one that could be blamed. You don't go into a room alone with someone who's taken, who you clearly have feelings for, while you're incapacitated. Shit. Clearly have feelings for? What am I thinking? These cramps must be affecting my brain too.

"Where are we going?" I asked, as Trish walked past our usual lunch table.

"It's a nice day, we're eating outside," she replied.

"But what if I don't like the outside world?"

She shrugged and continued walking. Trish was not one for nature. She was so out of tune with nature that when she got a job at the local outdoor sports shop, she managed to get fired within the hour. Then there was the time we went up to my cottage and she basically spent the whole time inside. And then there was the fact that she's said multiple times, she's hates grass, and forests, and rocks, and trees, and generally anything outside that remotely has to do with nature. Needless to say, this suggestion of eating outside was quite the shock. Or maybe this was some desperate attempt to get away from Austin, who she was still clearly pissed with.

"This looks like a nice spot!" she said, settling under a shaded maple tree. Oh this was so not Trish.

"Okay. Why the hell are we outside? Like, really? Even if it was a nice day, which it isn't- it's cloudy- you hate the outdoors!" I looked at her, an eyebrow cocked.

"Fine. You got me!" she stated, arbitrarily itching her leg. "I hate trees, but I do love cloudy days best." A smile appeared on her face and I shook my head as I slumped down. "I don't want to sit with Austin," she admitted finally.

I sighed and closed my eyes. "We can't," I paused, searching for the right word. "Judge him on something that he did while," another pause, "not fully himself."

"Some would argue that you're more yourself when you are drunk," she spilled out this wise nugget of wisdom.

I shook my head. If she thought this about Austin, I didn't want to know what she would think about me. If Austin was this horrible, asswipe of a person, I must be worse. So much worse.

I shifted around trying to get into that comfortable position where I wasn't yet again reminded of my deed. These damn cramps were just one pain after another, telling me how bad of a person I was. When I finally stopped moving Trish stared at me. She brought her water bottle to her lips before finally asking, "Are you okay with all of this? I mean everything with Austin. And also the fact that I think you're sick and crampy and stuff."

I waved her off, though I wasn't okay in really any sense. Except for the cramps, I'd taken the liberty of looking that up, and while annoying, it was natural. A handful of confused and worried girls online had wondered if cramps after first times were normal. Which, of course they can be. It doesn't happen to everyone, but hey, who says I'm lucky?

I felt like an emotional wreck. But, there was a part of me that just never wanted her to see that. So, I'd pretend I was fine. Pretend that I wasn't about to break, or that I was going to just break when I got home. I pretended that I was totally interested in her stories and gossip of the day. I was a damn good pretender until those red Converse shoes appeared at the tree.

Trish was the first to look up and when she did, a sour look crossed her features.

"Mind if we sit?" Dez asked cheerfully, obviously oblivious to the amount of tension that was building the longer they stood there. I could've sworn that Trish was going to say no, but she glanced at me, then back to them, and finally shook her head yes.

"Why are you guys outside?" Dez asked, staring at the leafy branches.

"I could take a guess," I heard Austin mumble.

Evidently, Trish heard him too as the next thing out of her mouth was, "Yeah, that guess is probably right."

Austin snapped his head up at her, the scowl on her face was almost menacing. But he just stared. It was like one of those contests you have when you're 12, staring until the other person blinks. This time though, Trish was clearly angry, while Austin almost looked apologetic.

"Guys," I spoke, surprising even myself. "You need to stop. Just let it go, whatever," my argument obviously was not that strong, but it did stop the little debacle. In my head though, it was still there. Austin sitting across from us made my skin rise, and not in that good cute way. To set it out plainly, I felt extremely awkward, and I'm already an awkward person. You could only imagine how awkward I was feeling.

I let out a puff of air, which no one seemed to question. Everyone sitting under this tree was feeling the tension. Except Dez, I wasn't really sure where his mind was. In any case no one was speaking, and that was almost worse than someone arguing.

"Is it just me," Dez asked looking at each of us, "or does it feel really awkward right now?"

In spite of myself I laughed. Oh God, he was right, you could feel it. The fact that he just put that out there so bluntly though, that was gold. That was why I couldn't stop laughing. It was one of those moments where you literally had to laugh or something would just kill you and you'd break. I guess this was a way of me not breaking down, or maybe it was part of it. But everyone joined in soon. Trish, Dez, and Austin all just shook their heads and laughed. Even the laughter was awkward at first, but it changed and in seconds it felt normal.

Which of course it wasn't, and Kira was our constant reminder of this. She always has that way of showing up at the best of times.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry!" she stated loudly as she walked passed us. "I didn't know that sleeping around was funny."

Well that'll do it. It wasn't normal anymore, I felt the awkward, felt the pressure, felt the horrible shrinking sense of who I was. Damn. I looked around at the faces of those who were my friends or who were supposed to be, and felt even worse.

"I have to go" I mumbled to questioning faces and got up. Trish absently asked where I was going, to which I mumbled again, something about homework.

As I was walking away I heard it, "She's really pissed at you,." Trish spoke, "I don't have a clue why but, damn."

A&A

School seemed to drag on that day. It felt a helluva lot longer than the usual 7 hours. But why should I expect anything less? It was the biggest relief of my life when the last bell finally rang. I just wanted out of there, and fast. I hadn't been paying attention in my classes today. Too busy thinking about everything with Austin, the cramps, Kira, how horrible I am, and the fact that I probably only got about 4 hours of sleep. A fitful sleep at that. So I didn't care if I had work to do this weekend, or that maybe I should go to my locker. I just wanted to go home.

I propelled myself through the busy hallways and down the stairs, away from my last class. I only wish I'd been driven to school instead of having walked. But I'm sure my parents wouldn't have appreciated that this morning. Either way, my path out was being blocked by yet another hoard of people in the main lobby. When I finally got to the last step I realized what they were staring at, or staring at the lack of.

My bra, which had been tacked to the board was now gone. I really hoped that Austin had taken it as opposed to some weird creep. According to everyone congregating, no one had seen who had taken it down. I guess that was better than some new rumour.

"So you saw," I heard Trish speak.

"Yeah," I said turning around. "It's kind of hard not to miss it with all these people."

We started walking and she laughed. "I kind of miss Mr. Cute Bra. He could've been the schools mascot."

"What a sad mascot," I snickered as we finally made it out the front doors. Ah, it's sunny again. Just in time to walk home, or not home. Well shit, I totally forgot I have to work. I think Trish registered my realization, as she didn't question when I began walking to the mall instead of the way to our houses.

"So I never told you at lunch what I've heard. It's so good. I've heard all the suspects, and all the horrible things, and all the funny things!" she was smirking, I wasn't sure if that meant she felt more lighthearted or she really did hate Austin that much.

"Alright, spill."

"Okay, so there was that girl in home room who we saw become number one." She made a an over the top number one gesture with her hands. "And everyone totally thought that one was unfair. But then in Kira's second period class there was another monstrosity!" her eyes went wide and I laughed in spite of it all. "Suzanne, who we all know has hated Austin since day one, decided to take extra bitchy pills today. She bitched Kira out and a Kira crony decided that that meant she had something to do with it."

"Oh God, seriously?"

"Yeah, so now she's suspect number 2! And then from what I've heard, there's also Kristina, Rachelle, Alene, Olivia, Mona, Sofia, and Frankie. Which is a lot of people from not even looking at the lists!" she shook her head, curls flying left and right. But I saw her face change, a slight grimace as though she didn't want to tell me something.

"What?" I asked her finally.

She stopped us before we came into full view of the mall. "When I tell you this you have to promise not to freak out."

I cocked my head to the side, but eventually nodded.

"It's not official or anything, like Kira hasn't said this outright like all the others but... Well, some people are kind of suspecting you."

"Me?" I asked, surprised that people would even think that. It didn't matter if it was true, it was just slightly appalling my reputation was already this low.

"Well yeah," she spoke truthfully. "They think that 'cause you and Austin are so close and you're like best friends - not including me - that something went on. Plus no one saw you guys together today except for that awkward affair at lunch. And awkward affair was awkward."

I blinked at her a few times before turning and continuing on our way. "That's bullshit."

AN: So as you may have noticed I'm changing my posting date to Saturday's. This is mostly because I'd rather look forward to Saturday than I would Sunday;). Anyway I have 10 Chapters completed as of now and more are on the way! See you next Saturday:)