A/N: Chapter two! Thanks for the love, everybody, I'm glad you're all excited about this story! :)

Disclaimer: don't own A&A but I own the other characters in this story.

Ally POV

When I entered my room, my first thought was holy eff, this is huge.

The walls and ceiling were white but obviously I would fix that, and the floor was laminate hardwood. The closet was walk-in, and I had a big window that faced the front yard. I had to admit, it was really nice. There was a vanity against one wall and a dresser in the corner as well. There was another door on one wall, so I walked over and opened it. Guess I had my own bathroom too.

My mom walked in. "Wow, it's gorgeous, honey!"

"It's huge," I said.

"It is," she admitted. "But you have tons of space. It's a lot better than your old room."

"But my old room was me. This isn't."

"We'll go shopping for paint and everything later, alright?" I sighed and nodded.

"Daddy! I'm home!"

I groaned. "Oh god, it's back."

"Ally!" My mom scolded in a hushed voice.

I put my hands up and reluctantly followed her out the door and downstairs to where Claudia was fixing her hair in the hallway mirror. Talk about vain. I resisted the urge to gag.

"Hi, Claudia," my mom said kindly. "How are you?"

"I'm fine," she replied. She fluffed her hair again before turning to look at me.

Claudia was undeniably gorgeous, with her long strawberry blonde hair and lean figure, but her personality was horrible. She was about a foot taller than me but that wasn't really saying anything. I wasn't exactly tall in the first place.

"Oh, hey Amy," she said cheerfully. Cheerfully fake.

"It's Ally," I said through gritted teeth.

"Sorry, I always get so mixed up!" She exclaimed.

Whatever.

"Hey, sweetie," Mike said as he entered the room, giving his daughter a hug. "How was the movie?"

"It sucked; we left like, half an hour into it. Bianca and I got bored, and Sarah was too busy texting Dez so we went shopping instead," Claudia said.

"Why does that not surprise me?" Mike sighed.

"Well, it shouldn't."

"As much fun as this has been, I'm going to head upstairs and unpack everything," I spoke up, clapping my hands together before running up.

The bed in the room was a king sized bed, so I obviously needed bigger sheets than what I was used to. I unpacked all my clothes and hung them up in the closet before making a list of things I needed and wanted to buy for the room. While I did that, there was a knock at the door.

"It's open."

The door opened and surprisingly, Claudia walked right in, going to sit on my bed. "Hey."

"Um, hi?"

"So, just so we're clear, I don't like you."

"Oh, that's nice, because I don't like you either," I told her. "Anything else?"

"Yeah. You're coming into my home and my school. So stay out of my way. Got it?"

"Don't worry, I plan to avoid you and anyone involved with you as much as possible," I said.

"Good." She stood up and smoothed out her skirt before walking to the door. "Oh, and by the way, you dress like a guy."

"And you dress like a Barbie wannabe. Shall I go on? Because the names I could call you are endless."

She narrowed her eyes at me. "As if I got you of all people for a stepsister."

"My thoughts exactly. Now screw off, I'm busy."

"Gladly." And with that, she closed the door and left.

I let out an angry sigh and ran a hand through my long brunette waves. "Kill me."

My door opened again a few seconds later and I whipped around. "Claudia, I said-"

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not Claudia," a boy said as he walked into my room. He looked fifteen, with black hair and green eyes. He looked like Logan Lerman in the first Percy Jackson movie.

"Um, who the hell are you?" I asked him.

"Bryce."

"And that's supposed to mean anything to me because?"

"Uh, because I'm your stepbrother."

My eyes widened. "You're Claudia's brother?"

"Yep."

"Since when does Mike have a son?" I exclaimed.

"Since fifteen years ago," Bryce said, lying on his back while tossing a ball in the air.

"But...but I didn't know! How is that even possible?"

"I was living with my aunt for a couple of years when I decided I wanted to come back. I missed everyone back at school and at home."

"My mom never said anything about Claudia having a brother."

Bryce shrugged. "You know now."

I looked at him for a few seconds before saying, "You aren't like your sister, are you?"

"Nah, I'm cool. My sister is a bitch, end of story."

"Hi, I'm Ally, I think we just became best friends."

Bryce grinned. "Not everyone is pissed about you living here. I think it'll be awesome. I've got a new stepsister!"

"Alright, alright, don't get too excited, I'm not that amazing, dude."

He noticed my guitar in the corner of the room. "You play?"

"Yeah, since I was five."

"Let's hear you play something."

"Uh, no way."

"What? Why not?"

"Because I don't perform in front of people."

"You're kidding."

"I have stage fright."

"Stage fright? But I thought you're in Advanced Music!"

"How did you know about that?" I asked.

"Your mom told me and dad."

"Lovely. Well, yeah I am, but that's with other people. That's not getting up on stage in front of people by myself."

"It's kind of the same thing," Bryce said.

"To me it's not! My brain doesn't think it is! So it's not!"

"Okay, okay," he laughed. "Relax. You don't have to play for me."

I sighed. "Thanks."

"But you will someday," he added.

"Don't count on it."

"You will." He stood up. "I'll let you get back to whatever you were doing. Unless you need help."

"I'm good, thanks," I told him.

He nodded. "Okay, I'll see you later."

"Bye," I told him as he closed the door behind him. At least one kid in the household was sane. And nice. And everything else Claudia was not.

Once I finished making my list, I went downstairs to find my mom and Mike talking at the counter again. They looked up when they saw me.

"Um, I wrote down everything I need," I said. "For my room. If it's okay with you, I'd like to go as soon as possible."

"Whenever you want is fine with me," Mike said. "Penny?"

"I can take you right now, honey!" My mom exclaimed happily. "Ooh, I just love mother/daughter shopping trips!"

I glanced at Mike, who rolled his eyes but was smiling. "Go have fun."

"Mom definitely will," I said as my mom grabbed her purse and ran out the door like a teenage girl. I followed after her out to the car.

A/N: I really hope you guys liked this chapter, it wasn't very eventful, but this story is just getting started. You have to get the feel of new characters and everything! :) Review it up please, they are much appreciated!

Joelle xx

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