Hey guys! I rewrote this chapter twice and the ending was something I had been planning for a later chapter but I just kind of threw it in there. Also, does anyone remember the song "Come Clean" by Hilary Duff, because that was the only song I listened to while writing this chapter! Lol, but anyways, I hope you like it and as always thank you so much to the people who viewed, reviewed, favorited and followed!

Austin POV

"Did you miss me over the weekend, babe," I whispered to her as her mouth gaped open in shock.

The look on Ally's face was priceless; her chestnut eyes were bulging out of her head, and her skin, having been drained of color, resembled snow.

"Austin, what are you doing here?" she asked after what felt like an eternity.

"I transferred to Marino High," I replied.

She let out an aggravated sigh while fiddling with her thumbs and darting her eyes around the room.

"Why?" she scoffed, "Was Matthews High not good enough for Austin Moon?"

"Actually, it's the other way around, I wasn't good enough for Matthews High. In fact I was expelled," I lied convincingly.

"Expelled," She shouted, her eyes reverting to bursting out of their sockets, "For what?"

Although I wish I could have carried on the lie for longer, I couldn't help but burst into fits of laughter as I looked at her facial expression. The size of her eyes had become so large, they looked like they would explode. After a minute or two, she realized I had just been joking and even let out a little laugh of her own before turning back around in her seat and crossing her arms.

To be completely honest, Ally was the one of the most annoying people I'd ever met. Yet, as I eyed my Pre-calculus class and noticed she wasn't there, I felt a slight sense of disappointment. Most of the people in this class struck me as familiar and the few that I didn't recognize somehow already knew me. I hadn't even noticed but someone had plopped down into the seat next to me. Turning my head, I faced a short girl with dark, curly hair and matching brown eyes. She looked familiar but from exactly where, I wasn't sure.

"I'm Austin," I said to her, although she looked as if she already knew.

"I'm aware," she uttered confirming my thoughts, "I'm Trish."

I nodded my head before pulling my textbook out and starting on the assigned warm-up problems.

She glanced over at me before saying, "Austin, I'm pretty sure that this class is going to be way too hard for you but that doesn't mean you can cheat off of me."

I rolled my eyes and let out a small laugh before completing the last of my warm-up problems. You'd be surprised at how many people thought I was stupid or dumb but after a while it stopped bothering me.

"Don't worry Trish, I won't cheat off of you," I said while checking the last of my warm-up problems and drawing myself a smiley face at the top of the page seeing as I had gotten all of them right.

When lunch time rolled around, I was pleased to find out I had been assigned C Lunch, which was the last and emptiest lunch session. Only 50-60 kids occupied the lunchroom and after scanning the area, I noticed a friend of mine motioning me over to sit with him and his friends. Brock was a muscular football player and I on the other hand had more of a scrawny look. Though despite his tough looks, he was a gentle guy.

"So how's your first day going, new guy?" Brock asked jokingly, "Have you made any new friends?"

"It's been good," I said before asking him out of curiosity, "Do you know who Ally Dawson is?"

"Hmm...Ally Dawson," he said the name as he thought about it.

"I remember she was the new kid in fourth grade," said another guy, Aaron, sitting across from me, "She isn't the biggest loser but her social status isn't exactly near ours."

The rest of the guys at the table broke out into laughs but I just shrugged it off and said, "Whatever."

"Hey Austin, she's over there right now," said Aaron pointing to a table at the end of the lunchroom. "I can give her a message from you if you want," he joked before continuing to laugh.

I looked over to where he had pointed and noticed that she was sitting alone, crunching on a pickle with her face shoved into a book. She was definitely weird, that was for sure, but as I shook my head and gave a small laugh, I couldn't help but think how cute she looked.

It was nearly 6:00 pm and here I was on the school bench, still clinging to the hope that my "mom" was just running late and hadn't actually forgotten to pick me up. I shouldn't be surprised, in fact I should have expected this but for some goddamn reason, I always insisted on gripping to the hope that for once she would remember. Just as I began to consider walking home, a small red, beaten up car pulled up.

"Austin," said the squeaky voice that belonged to Ally from the window, "What are you still doing here?"

Great, just my fucking luck. "I got detention," I lied, hoping she would believe me.

"Yeah, right. What could you possibly get detention for on your first day?" she asked, clearly not buying my lie.

"Apparently teachers don't like when you curse in their classroom," I answered trying to make it believable.

"Whatever you say," she responded, shaking it off, "Do you need a ride home?"

"No, my friend's just a little late," I said trying to keep her from giving me a ride.

"Being an hour late isn't exactly what I'd call a "little late", she said throwing up her fingers as quotation marks, "Detention ends at five."

"It's only been an hour, Ally," I pointed out trying to assure her I was fine.

"I still owe you for saving me from being sexually harassed last Friday night, and that ride you gave me," she insisted.

Damn it, I should have known she would play that card. Seeing no other way around it, I got into the passenger side of her car and buckled my seat-belt before Ally started speeding off.

Although the exterior of her car wasn't very pretty, the inside was neater than any other car I'd ever seen. I picked up her CD's and noticed she had the new Bruno Mars album.

"You listen to Bruno Mars?" I asked excitedly.

"I love his music! One of my friends at calligraphy camp introduced me to him," she exclaimed as if it was the coolest thing in the entire world.

"You know Ally, I was actually starting to think you were a little cool when I found this Bruno Mars CD but calligraphy camp…really?" I said before bursting out laughing.

She narrowed her eyes pretending to be angry with me before joining me in laughing.

Within a few minutes I had asked her to stop in front of the large red-brick house and turned to face her before saying, "Thanks for the ride."

"No problem," she said, giving me a little wave with her fingers as I got out of the car.

Ally POV

"I'll be home soon dad, bye," I said before hanging up the phone. A few minutes after I dropped Austin off at his house, I noticed he had left his phone in the passenger seat. Luckily I hadn't driven too far away from his house.

I grasped Austin's phone tightly in my hand, as I rung the doorbell of the familiar red-brick house. An elderly woman dressed in a business suit gently opened the door.

"Hi, is Austin here?" I asked kindly.

"Austin," The woman said with a confused look, "There's no Austin living here, dear."

"Are you sure?" I asked mirroring her confusion, "You don't know an Austin Moon?"

"Oh, Austin Moon," the woman said with a snap of her fingers, "He's the new kid on the block but he lives in the house behind."

I could have sworn I saw Austin walk into the house with the red bricks but I must have not watched closely. I thanked the elderly woman before making my way to the house behind hers. I was taken aback when I saw the small and old house in front of me. This was Austin's house?

After ringing the doorbell for the second time, a middle-aged man opened the door. He had dark brown hair unlike Austin's but his eyes had a strong resemblance to him.

"Can I help you?" asked the man with a gentle voice.

"Hi, I was looking for Austin Moon," I answered politely, hoping this was the right house.

"And you are?" asked the man while opening the door fully and revealing the small living space.

"Ally Dawson," I replied, " I'm a friend from school."

"Oh, it's nice to meet you!" said the man with kindness, "I'm Austin's foster dad."

Foster dad? Austin had foster parents? Just then, as if on cue, I heard Austin's shoes shuffling to the door.

"What's goi-" he started to say before seeing me and stopping in his tracks.

I'm not really sure why I decided to that, but I think I wrote it pretty well. I don't know, but I hope you guys liked it! I'll update tomorrow but as I said before thank you so much for your reviews, favorites and follows!