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Ally slammed her locker shut in frustration. She had been up all night staring at the ceiling of her room hoping to reach some sort of epiphany about what she was doing with her life. In reality, she was basically just staring at a white wall waiting for something to happen. Like some song that would play out of nowhere or some sort of sign that told her what choices to make.

And no, she did not call the number.

Gosh.

She fumbled with her books that were gingerly stacked in her left arm. As she walked to her biology class, she sent a small smile to the few people that acknowledged her presence. She wasn't a popular girl who had her own clique and bossed people around. Much to her surprise, there weren't that many bitchy people at her school.

Anyways, most people just did weed or something and were too stoned to be mean.

On this day, she was the fourth person to get to her biology class. She quickly scurried to her seat in the back left corner and pulled out her phone. She checked her text messages before plugging in her earphones. She scrolled down her music playlists before selecting one. She leaned back in her seat as she contently listened to old 70's music.

She looked at the window that was conveniently next to her seat. She sighed as she crossed her arms and looked away from the small group of people that were already in the room.

She just didn't see the point.

Didn't see the point of trying, of laughing, or of anything really. And she most definitely didn't see the point in calling up some dude (whose number is still gingerly placed in her back pocket thank you very much). Once she realized that her negative thoughts were seeping back in again, all she wanted to do was hit it with a fly swatter until it went away.

It just doesn't work like that.

She tried to lift her spirits by thinking solely of getting out of here. She couldn't wait to graduate and leave Miami, not that it wasn't a great place, but she could never tan and it lowkey pissed her off.

Ok so maybe that wasn't the actual reason.

It didn't matter though. She already sent in all her applications to different colleges all around the east coast. So basically, whenever she was ready, she could just bolt out of the place and never look back (which was basically her plan).

Her right earphone suddenly got ripped out of her ear, interrupting her precious thoughts, and most importantly, the Stairway to Heaven. You don't mess with that shit.

She snapped her head up to the culprit to see Trish with an expectant look on her face. Ally raised her left eyebrow. "Do you always make it a habit to interrupt someone's bliss?" Ally snapped.

Trish blinked a few times before nodding her head. "Uh yeah, it's kinda what I do."

Ally rolled her eyes and looked around the classroom. "What are you even doing here? This isn't your class." Ally stated. Trish gave her a pointed look before sitting on one of the nearby desktops.

"Yeah I know, but what happened to you this morning? You usually meet me by the music room everyday before the first bell." Trish asked.

Ally shrugged her shoulders as she crossed her arms lazily. "I don't know, I guess I just wanted to get to class early today."

Trish gave her the "you better not be lying to me look". Ally just gave her a small smile to reassure her before looking out the window again.

"Well shit Ally!" Trish threw her arms up in the air in frustration. "You could've told me before you decided to just leave! Jesus I thought you were kidnapped or went into cardiac arrest or something!" She looked away and shook her head slightly.

Ally slowly turned her head to face Trish. "Cardiac arrest?" Ally asked incredulously.

Trish nodded furiously. "Hey it can happen," she pointed out.

Ally sighed and tilted her head a bit. "Trish, I'm absolutely fine okay?"

Trish tapped her foot softly on the floor. "Fine," she said. Silence fell over them for a few seconds before conversation started up again. "So, while we're on this note," Trish said watching Ally scrunch her eyebrows together, "Why'd you ditch me yesterday?"

Ally finally stopped her song and ripped out the other earphone. "What are you talking about Trish? I didn't ditch you," Ally said.

Trish crossed her arms. "Ok well you didn't answer any of my texts to confirm our plans, and when I went to go see you at your house, you weren't there."

Ha.

Oh yeah.

That.

Ally pulled her lips into a tight line before shrugging. "I was at the library catching up on a few things," she lied.

Yesterday, Trish wanted to make plans to see some movie starring Jason Black, an actor who was probably (in her book) most famous for making out with someone so much that you wanted to rip your eyes out.

So to be fair, she basically saved her own life by not going to that dumb movie.

"Well I mean I dropped by the library also, and you weren't there." Trish stated.

Ally let a small giggle escape her mouth. "You know where the library is?"

Trish rolled her eyes. "No, I just followed the nerd pack."

Ally ignored the semi offensive remark. "Look, what do you want me to tell you Trish?"

Trish stood up and walked closer to Ally's desk before sitting on the top of it. "I want you to tell me that you hooked up with that guy!" Trish loudly whispered.

Ally threw back her head with a groan. "Really? Does it always come back to this?" Trish gave her a pointed look. "Ok no, I didn't hook up with him. I haven't even called him yet," Ally stated.

"What? Why not?" Trish stood up as she almost yelled. Right before Ally could open her mouth, the second bell rang and the teacher came in.

As usual, most of the girls swooned when Mr. John Reynolds came in the room. He was in his late twenties but a lot of the students still hit on him. It was understandable. He was pretty handsome and all, but isn't that like really gross to try to hook up with your teacher?

Barf.

He glanced over the class and his eyes landed on Trish. "Ms. De la Rosa? I don't believe you're in this period," he stated.

Trish shrugged her shoulders and hopped off of Ally's desk. "I know, but I just love your class," Trish said sarcastically, exaggerating every word.

Ally released a small chuckle as Trish shot her a wink. Mr. Reynolds let out a small smile. "Yeah yeah. Now shoo." He motioned for her leave.

"Ok fine," Trish grabbed her bag and walked towards the door, "Bye Johnny!" She yelled as she walked out the door, leaving Ally in a fit of giggles.

/

Austin stared at the mirror in his locker. He readjusted his tie and tried to make it neat. He eventually got frustrated with it and just let it be. He looked around him and saw every guy with a neatly made tie hanging from their neck.

"How are you supposed to tie a tie? It's so goddamn difficult," Austin mumbled. He began moving around a few books in his locker.

"That is one stupid looking tie man," a voice said. Austin immediately recognized the voice and rolled his eyes.

He turned around and looked at the tall boy. "Yeah no shit Dez. Well are you gonna help me with it or not?" Dez cracked a small smile before reaching over to redo Austin's tie.

"Dude, I can't tie your ties forever," He said while crossing over the tie a few times. "When are you gonna learn how to do it?"

Austin shrugged before fixing his collar. "I don't know, it's just so stupid," he said. He turned back around to his locker before taking out a few things. "And if you're not gonna tie them, then I'll just find someone else to tie them," he said.

He watched Dez smirk through his mirror. "Does Ally know how to tie ties?" Austin froze his movements before turning around to face Dez. After the strange chat with Trish, he had learned a bit more about this girl. Well basically just that her name was Ally.

But that was enough.

And of course he told Dez because he was his best friend, which apparently wasn't such a smart move. He glared at Dez, who was apparently having a field day.

Austin shook his head slightly. "You cocky bastard," he said before shutting his locker closed. Dez flashed a smile as they walked over to his locker.

Dez spun the dial a few times before it opened. "So why haven't you called her yet?" he asked.

Austin fumbled with his tie a bit. "I don't have her number man."

Dez let his head back as he laughed. "So she has to make the first move?" He asked as he turned around and placed a hand on Austin's shoulder. "Ha that's hilarious man. So why don't you think she called then?"

Austin looked at the floor and shrugged. "I don't know, I guess she just needs to think about a few things or something," he said.

"Or maybe she doesn't want to see your ugly ass again," Dez said with humorous tone as he shut his locker.

Austin punched Dez lightly on the shoulder. He thought about it. It was a possibility, right? Maybe that's why she didn't call.

"Maybe you're right," Austin said, making them both stop walking. "Maybe she just doesn't even want to talk to me or anything."

Dez rolled his eyes as he pushed Austin to keep walking with him. "Dude I was just joking. She'll call. And lighten up would you? You sound like a girl."

Dez ruffled Austin's hair as they were making their way to class. They walked in silence, saying a quick hi to a few people. When they were outside of Austin's classroom, Austin turned to him. "Promise?"

Dez raised his eyebrow. "Promise what?"

Austin let out a small breath. "Promise that she'll call?"

Dez gave him a blank expression before taking his left hand slapping Austin on his cheek and pushing him into his classroom.

Dez shook his head as he walked away.

What a whimp.

/

Lunch time came around quickly. Ally sat in the cafeteria with Trish and a few close friends. As they started to talk about some weird girly crap, Ally began to jot a few things down in her little brown book that no one ever dared to touch.

"So Ally," she heard Trish say as she bit into her apple, "We never got to finish our conversation this morning."

Ally rolled her eyes as she set down her ink pen. "Actually, I think we finished," she said with a matter of fact tone.

Trish stuck out her bottom lip and lightly slapped her hands onto the table. "Come on Ally! Why won't you just give him a call? Nothing bad can happen," Trish said.

Ally grabbed her water bottle and took a sip. "Look Trish, I think it's nice that you want to set me up with a stranger," Ally said sarcastically," But I just want things to stay the same right now. I'm fine with just being me," She said.

Trish closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Man you can talk," she said. She let out a frustrated groan. "Ok!" She snapped, causing Ally to look up at her. "I didn't want to do this, but you leave me no choice," Trish said.

Trish stared directly at Ally. "Ok Ally, if you call this poor boy who has probably been waiting all week for this," Trish started and Ally edged her on. Trish took a long breath and closed her eyes. "Ok. If you do this, I'll never make you go to see another movie with Jason Black ever again."

Ally's eyes widened and stared at Trish who held up Ally's phone. "Are you serious?" Ally asked.

Trish didn't do anything but nod. "Yeah, but you have to call him now though."

Ally basically dived for the phone.

/

Austin picked at his food. There were a few things on his mind, and the fact that Dez was squabbling with a few of their friends about some random shit wasn't helping. He tried to make conversation with Danny, a kid who sat at their table but wouldn't talk to anyone, but that failed.

Again.

Whatever. He went back to eating his food when he felt his front right pocket vibrate. He took out his phone and raised his eyebrow at the number. It was their area code alright, but who would be calling him that wasn't already at his school?

He let the curiosity get the better of him and he answered the call and shoved some carrots into his mouth.

"Hello?" He asked. There were various voices in the background and could barely make out one voice.

"Uh hey," a voice said more clearly.

"Who is this?" He asked and took a swig of his water.

"Um I'm Ally."

At the sound of her name, he spit out his water onto the table and the phone slipped from his left hand. His eyes were wide and blinked a few times to try to understand everything.

"Dude! What's your problem?" He looked at Dez who stared back at him in confusion. Austin just shook his head and threw a few napkins his way as he made his way to the floor to retrieve his phone.

Austin sighed in relief when he saw that Ally was still on the phone. He picked up his phone and placed it back on his ear.

"-I don't know there was just a bunch of yelling. No Trish nothing yet calm your ass." He smiled at her words.

"Hello?" He cautiously spoke again.

"Oh hey what happened?" Ally said with a cheery tone

"Sorry about that, I was just surprised that you called," he said lightly.

"Yeah sorry it's probably a bad time, but Trish made me call you right now," Ally said with a cool voice.

God bless you Trish.

"Oh really? Thank that girl for me again," he said with a small chuckle. Ally just giggled in response.

Her laugh.

It made his heart fucking flutter.

"Hey Austin?" He heard Dez calling his name from across the table. He looked up and raised his eyebrows. "Who are you talking to?" Austin shook his head and waved him off as he started to return to his call.

"So, what's-"

"Oh man it's not Ally is it?" Dez yelled as he reached over to grab the phone out of Austin's hand. He placed it on his ear and swiftly dodged Austin's slaps and punches. "Hey is this Ally?" Dez asked.

"Um yes?" Ally said hesitantly.

"You know Austin's been going crazy for you to call him right? He was-"

The phone was ripped out of his ear before he could finish his sentence. Austin sat back down in his seat with his phone firmly by his ear.

"Sorry about that," Austin apologized.

"So you've been going crazy over me huh?" Ally asked teasingly.

Austin nervously played with his jacked. "Um that's just, uh yeah I mean, uh wow Dez is such a dick," he stuttered.

"Hey! I'm just trying to help you out man," Dez said, trying to defend himself. Austin rolled his eyes.

"Well I'd love to meet him, I guess," Ally replied with a small giggle.

Shit her laugh.

"So anyways," Austin started.

"Yeah?"

"Um,"

"Mhm,"

"Hey," Austin said lightly.

"Hi," Ally said, ever so cutely.

They both erupted into a fit of laughs as they realized how stupid they were being.

"So," Austin started, "Do you-"

The bell rang, signaling the end of the lunch period. Austin shut his eyes tightly and sighed.

"Was that your bell?" Ally asked.

Austin made a face. "Yeah it was."

"Oh," Ally said, "Well I guess I should probably go too."

"Um yeah, but um if you're not really doing anything later," he started, "Do you maybe want to um," he nervously stuttered. He fiddled with the hem of his sleeves and tried to come up with the right words.

"Like um maybe you want to like meet up or um, or I don't know like-"

"Sure," Ally responded with a small giggle, "Whichever sounds better, the like or the um."

Austin let out a laugh. "Ok yeah, so I guess I'll text you or something."

"Ok sure," Ally said sweetly," So um bye Austin."

"Bye Ally," he said with a sweet smile.

END CALL.

The call part seems a little off for me. Sorry. I read it over once and it didn't seem too gay. I ended it before the lunch scene, but I feel like you guys would have tied up and murdered me if I had. So there.

And my emails are acting up so I hope you guys see that I updated :)

Spoiler Alert:

No one's gonna get pregnant.

No one's gonna get murdered.

No one's gonna get kidnapped and drugged.

Right now I have no intention to screw up their make believe lives.

Ok?

Ok. Cool.

See ya.

*Oh and if anyone wants to make a cover/picture/whatever thing for this book, go ahead and PM me.