Thanks to everyone who read the first chapter and liked it. You guys are amazing! So in reward, I'm going to give you guys another chapter, and two by the end of the day if I have enough time.

Disclaimer: If I owned Austin and Ally, they probably would've been married by now.

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Last time on I'm In Love…With Blondie?

"Once I reach the new neighbor's house, I ring the doorbell. A teenage boy opens the door, and I instantly recognize him. "Blondie?!"

"Whore?!" he asks, mimicking my tone. "Well for starters, what the hell are you doing here?!" I exclaim, making him flinch. "I live here." He says in a duh tone. "What the hell are you doing at my house? Stalker much?" he continues and smirks as he says the last part. "Oh yeah, so I can get a squeeze at your tight muscles, and a whiff of your hair." I say sarcastically. "I'm here to welcome you to the neighborhood," I tell him, flashing him the fakest smile in the world. "Now here you go." I give him the plate of cookies. "Aww. I just get here and you're already in love with me. Too cute!" He smirks. "In your dreams Blondie!" I snap, making him flinch in response. I smirk in victory. "Whore, please. Everyone wants a piece of all of this." He says cockily, motioning towards his body. "You know you should let some of that air out of your head, because I DEFINENTLY don't want a piece of all that." I fire back at him, motioning towards his body again. "Oh please. You check me out like a piece of meat." He retorts. Yeah, sure. "In your dreams Barbie Brat." I spat, showing no shame. "You know you should stop frowning. You are already ugly enough." He shouted, obviously pissed. "I know you hate me, but I still have feelings. Go to hell, Moon." I screamed, running with tears filling my eyes.

I run to the park, and pull my songbook out of my book bag

Dear Songbook,

Turns out that Blondie is my new neighbor! Go figure! Ughh! I already have to survive being in school with him. He probably knows where I live now. FML! He called me ugly… AGAIN. But the odd part is that I actually got hut this time. I usually just brush it off. Oh, well. I should be used to it. Any who, I came up with some new song lyrics.

Skies are crying, I am watching

Catching teardrops in my hands

Only silence as it's ending, like we never had a chance

Do you have to; make me feel like there is nothing left of me?

You can take everything I have

You can break everything I am

Like I'm made of glass

Like I'm made of paper

Go on and try to tear me down

I will be rising from the ground

Like a skyscraper!

Like a skyscraper! (1)

I cry as I write down the last verse, smudging them in tears and blue ink, before I shut my book. I check the time on my watch. 9:17. Shit, I'm late! I think before I start walking home. As I'm walking, I spot a tall man coming towards me. "Hey sweetheart, don't you think it's a little late to be walking home alone? Need a ride?" he asks, with a smug smile I can see through the dim streetlights. "No, I'm fine." I yell before walking backwards slowly. "I thought you'd say that." His smile turns evil. I turn and run in the opposite direction as fast as I can, but he catches up to me, and grabs me by my wrists. I scream and shout for help, but to no avail, no one hears me. "Hey!" I hear someone shout behind his back. "Let her go. Now!" they say through gritted teeth. I don't recognize them. They're head is covered by a red and yellow checkered hoodie. They too stand at a tall stature. "What are you gonna do about it?" the man asks, the evil smiled replaced by one of a psycho's. "This!" the masked stranger exclaimed, kicking him in the groin. "Fuck!" the man screamed as he hit the pavement. "Go!" The masked stranger yelled as he punched the man repeatedly in the face. Without any hesitation, I ran all the way home, without stopping. When I finally got home, I couldn't help but wonder about the stranger. My masked hero.

Finally! I'm soooooo sorry for not updating. I soooo owe you guys a new chapter, which I can hopefully get up by today. Love you all. Don't forget to review

Any who:

Demi Lovato- Skyscraper. I know it's a little used, but it fits perfect for the story. My heart goes out for those who have been bullied, raped, and abused. You are NOT alone.