Mestie/N: Let's get dis thing started! Okay, so WELCOME BACK to You're MY Geek, and sorry that we haven't gone in deeper with the characters, it was the intro and I write as I go along. SCREW PLANS! Aaanyway, thank you SO much for all the dudes who reviewed in the last chapter. AND NO, THERE ARE NO TWO DALLAS'S!

In response to HappyBlossom: Thanks and here you go! Speaking of interaction, that will, sadly, will be quite limited in this chapter (but at least you get some). Sorry. I just wanted to build up the story lines and not rush it too much, but also have a lot of information about the characters so that you can understand them better. Auslly will happen soon! Thanks for your compliments!

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You're MY Geek

Chapter 2: Ally's Story and Monica's Ceremony

Ally P.O.V

My name is Allyson Marie Dawson, but you may have known that already.

Queen bee of Miami? A+ student? Great with clustering people with words? Do those descriptions ring a bell? Sure, they are bits and pieces of my story of which people know of.

But you probably don't know my entire story.

I may seem like the one who LIKES to pick on people, when, in reality, I don't.

My story is a bit bumpy, so stay in there!

I was born in Miami, beaches and all, but noticed mommy and daddy were fighting a lot, screaming their heads off. They used to fight all the time in the house. Once, when I was five, I noticed my mommy kissing a man in a tux one night when she opened the door and left me home alone (my dad was still moving instruments into Sonic Boom, I now value him hard-working spirit). I was a smart little kid, and I guilt-tripped (not going into detail) my mother into telling the truth to daddy when I was seven, around the time I met Austin and Dez.

Meeting Austin and Dez was just about one of the best moments in my life, not to mention meeting Trish in kindergarten. We played with each other, Trish and I being girls, we soon entered the non-girly zone, we didn't play with barbies

When mommy left with a kiss on the forehead for me and a "don't marry the wrong guy," she finally left with her suitcases, her silver heels clicked with every step to the door. That's why I HATE high heels.

After that, daddy started running his fingers through his hair and began to explain to 8-year-old me a new word.

"Divorce, sweetie," he said in a painful expression. "It's when two people don't want to be married anymore."

I didn't understand. Why don't they want to be together I wondered, thinking in general. So I asked him just that.

"Well," Daddy began, "sometimes, they don't seem to click anymore. Like they aren't the proper prince and the princess in the castle, so mommy decided to find a new one. I guess a better one."

He is SUCH a smart man in the way that he said it. I value yet another quality of my father, even when he has tears well up in his grey eyes.

I understood, but I knew she put a permanent hole in my heart. I should start calling her Penny; I don't want to remember her as my MOTHER. Someone who cared for me and stood with me no matter what. Somebody who was with me my entire life, or until their end, which, of course, is not what Penny is.

Actually, Trish is like my mother. Even when things came tumbling down after Austin, she stayed by my side, she comforted me until all my tears were gone. That's when my friend, Tilly Thompson gave me some advice, WAY before becoming Ha8er Girl.

"Crush them before they crush you. Find a team with multi-talents so that you can be the boss. And, most importantly, don't show who you really are to people, unless you want to be set up for disappointment." She moved to New York to start Ha8er Girl magazine the year before high school unfortunately, but we keep in touch.

I held knowledge to those words and began to do it, and I have been doing it since, I feel like I owe her for all the time she spent with me crying. I became a classic, smart-ass bully. Let's just say it's good to have Ha8er Girl and Brooke on your side.

Ahh, the benefits of rumours and gossip.

I lived like this 'til this day, and I rule the school, apparently.

No, no, I'm not a whore, or a slut. I don't go around fucking guys like all those other popular girls do.

In fact, they disgust me.

I just remain single but date guys (then dump them when they get boring, it's weird. Everyone knows that I ill dump them SOMETIME, but they still come. What dummies. ) for a few days, but I envy star couples like Mariel and Joey (Joseph) when they hold hands in the halls, laughing and kissing like any good, real couple would. It's just too bad that I can't really seem to find the right guy, considering the last crush I had was Austin, and all he did was break my heart, so I will refer back to Tilly's words. "Don't show who you really are to people, unless you want to be set up for disappointment." In this case, don't fall in love.

He's with the geek-club now. He wears braces and black-rimmed glasses, as if Marino High couldn't get more cliché. I still have no idea why he changed from cool clothes with jackets to suspenders and grey jeans. I tease him time to time, like "are you wearing a ghost for clothes? No? 'cause it's scaring the crap outta me." Or "Blondie, get your ugly-ass face out of the way." And he would roll his brown eyes to the shouts in the room, while I smirked triumphantly. I don't really have that much to say about him, so I ask Brooke about any dirt (gossip, that's what we refer to it as). It makes people unclean in the halls for the entire school, like a mark, until it fades out after a few weeks, so it represents dirt.

"Well," Brooke beckoned my ear closer to her mouth, "rumour has it that Austin likes Cassidy here." I looked at Cassidy from across the table, next to Kira. "Seriously?" I asked

"What, Alls?" she asked, chicken stuffed in her mouth.

"A-geek likes you."

She spat her chicken out of her mouth in disgust, making our entire group move away from its designated spot on the floor.

"Well, sorry girls, I'm not interested. Just not enough chemistry between us." Cass was by far the nicest person in my group, you should know.

"You seriously thought I was playing matchmaker? No way would I let Blond-geek date you! I want you to be involved in my plan for humiliation point 1, TARGET AUSTIN MONICA MOON."

At lunch, I borrowed a microphone from the AWESOME band committee (we are all cool, they saved my cat Gryphin out of a tree, but I am NOT further with this info) and tapped the top of it with my index finger. I got up onto our table in the middle of the cafeteria and began to boom through the school speakers.

"Hey Marino High!" whoops were heard around the cafeteria as I nodded approvingly, waving and turning to the filling room.

"Cass here wants to announce something to you awesome people. Hope you enjoy, Marino!" I cheer, and I get down from the table, handing Cass the microphone with a wink to enforce our plan. I made it seem more of a performance at the end of the sentence, which the plan was most of the time. All of the school considered it like a show, so that's how we treat it.

"Sup MARINO HIGH! Here's a brand new rumour from the one and only, BROOKE SUZY!" Cassidy tells the audience of students, welcoming yet another friend of mine to the stage.

Miss Suzy's P.O.V. (only a little bit for now)

I shook my head to the antics of my favourite students and daughter. Hold on. I have a brilliant plan to get them together, but I might as well keep watching from my spot in the corner of the cafeteria, near my co-worker, Jess, the lunchlady.

Austin's P.O.V.

Oh no, not another embarrassment ritual from the Girls (that's their codename, it basically means they run the school and they AREN'T cheerleaders) again. Last time this thing happened, my partner from science class, Ricky, got the dirt when the Girls found out that he read fairy books, thanks to sitting with his mom for lunch. The Girls don't really have a reason to do this sort of thing, only the occasional revenge, but they find whatever they want on everyone.

Easy to say, they're psychopaths for doing this to people.

Goddamn it Ally, what happened to you?

I looked through my black rimmed glasses as I watched a girl –I think her name started with a B?- walk onto the table, her brown hair boucing as she took her steps with her extremely high heel.

I rolled my eyes as she fluffed her hair as she collected the microphone from this girl named Cassidy.

Cassidy was in every class I had, I got to help her with a equation on the board (she's kinda a bozo at maths) and she even touched me once! The other guys are so jealous. Wait. Why do I sound like a girl all of a sudden?

And so I tried to distract myself over to the table where B-girl began to talk in her girly voice.

"Guys and girls, welcome to this important ceremony that happens every Wednesday! We will begin with our first victim. Apparently it's-"Ally whispered in her ear and smirked- "Austin Monica Mooooon!" Oh shit, NOT MY FUCKING MIDDLE NAME! What do they have on me now?

The entire room laughed and laughed like jokers, and they were so loud I had to question if I was hallucinating. I put my face down into the table in fear. "Moon, don't be scared, it's just a wittle cwush!" Ally says in a baby voice tauntingly. I look up from my head's place on the table as I process what she just said. "Crush? What the hell do you mean?" I asked her as her chocolate hair white blonde tips started bouncing as she laughed with everyone else.

"Nothing, just that you stare and stare at Cassidy for what seems like hours, you know, no big deal. But, you guys, we have footage of Monica doing this biz on the screen Kira is bringing out. You wanna see it?" She asked the crowd. Her friend, supposedly Kira, winked at the crowd and smiled as she brought out a large screened T.V. and a remote.

The people roared in delighted as I wished I had missed school today. My mom could've had called in sick for me, at least, and I could eat Hershey's, and play video games all day, and strum some cords, maybe even learn Spanish…

I stopped distracting myself for my should-haves to watch the silver screen. The Austin from Science class in the morning was literally drooling all over my book at the Cassidy in front of him. His braces were dripping with saliva, and the liquid trailed everywhere. I look like such an idiot! I face palmed and smacked my head against the table in a mixture of embarrassment and anger. Even Elliot, Dez, Dallas and Trent were trying to hold in their laughter, but Dez looked at my expression and stopped, now focusing his concentration on his camera.

"Go ahead and laugh, do whatever," I told the rest of them, highly annoyed by their childishness.

"That, ladies and gents, is all for today, THANK YOU MONICA, for your amazing drool-off with your dog!" Ally laughed and she handed the microphone back to the band kids, smiling and talking to them, patting them on the back, as if ruining my social life (or whatever you consider it) was an accomplishment.

You know what; I've had enough of all Ally's shit and trouble she put me through.

I'm going to stand up to her, and even if it's the last thing I do.

I find people jeering me as I walk.

"Sup, Monica!"

"Austin likes Cassidy! That would be cute… if you weren't a loser."

"go against my dog for a drool-off?"

That last one was Dez.

I push all of the students out of the way, to the brunette who way currently speaking to Joey, who was apparently arranging band practice at her garage, but I had the anger to shove my other friend out of the way. He wore an understanding but hurt expression as he walked back over to his band members, including his girlfriend. Mariel, with her keyboard in hand, gave me an understanding but also an I-will-kick-your-butt-if-you-hurt-Joey-again look too.

"What are you doing, A-geek? I was doing something for Joey!"

Oops. Forgot about little miss perfect.

"Look Ally, why did you do that to me? What did I ever do to you that made you do this?" I asked Ally.

"I don't have a reason for annoying you, should I have a reason to ruin you in front of everyone?"

"Yes." I said, peeved at how ignorant she was being.

"Look, you're a geek that I hated after, AHEM, that moment in 5th grade, so don't act so innocent."

"Why can't you get over that? I said sorry, I TRIED apologizing! It was 7 years ago, and I had the heart to not bother you and leave you alone! Did you think I didn't feel guilty about what happened? And why couldn't YOU have left ME alone? I could've just bothered you and teased you while you were crying. But no, I'm not such of a selfish, stubborn, spoiled brat like you, Ally. "

I finished. The brunette was speechless, mouth opening and closing like she was going to say something, but could never even start with the first word.

This was JUST LIKE 5th grade, all over again. I then walked away, glad that I had done something right in my life.

By the time I reached my locker, the bell rang. Apparently, according to the bell, we were having holidays for the next month because the teachers of the school are organising a cruise for blah blah blah. I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR STUPID PROGRAM AND HOW THE SHRIMP WAS MADE OVER THE SPEAKER! Sheesh!

When the final bell rang for the day, I couldn't wait to get back to PMMC for the holidays.

As I opened the door, over the speaker, I could hear the speaker say, "Ally Dawson to the principal's office please."

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