I know what you're all thinking and no, I havent vanished off the face of the earth.
Firstly; sorry I haven't update in a while, I've had the worst case of writers block ever! I know what I wanted to write, I just really couldn't write it down!
~Chapter 12: Moodiness and moments~
"Ally, don't even test me, I'm really running out of patience!" Austin yelled at me.
"But I'm not the 'party person' I just don't see why I can't stay at home and wallow in my own self pity about how my social life sucks" I argued.
I was currently having a...disagreement, with Austin, basically he disagrees with everything I say. At the moment anyway. I seriously think it's his time of the month. If you know what I mean.
He rolled his eyes "Ally, you're going to Trish's Halloween party, even if I have to drag you there kicking and screaming" he hissed at me.
I pouted "Austin, please, don't make me go, I wont fit in, I'll be alone all night" I begged.
He huffed "Ally! I said you're going and that's that, stop being such an annoying brat. Now Trish is going to take you shopping after school and you're going to buy an outfit for the fuckin' party that you will attend" he partially screamed at me.
I gulped and nodded sheepishly. "Oh, um, o-okay" I stammered, running my sweaty palms together.
The bell suddenly rang and without a word of warning, Austin stood up and stormed out of the classroom, leaving me wondering what the hell I said wrong.
"I mean it's not like I said anything offensive to him" I explained to Trish.
Austin hadn't turned up at lunch. So it left me, Trish and Dez to get to know each other, but we passed that topic and started talking about the strangely interesting Austin Moon instead.
Trish nodded and drank and bit of her water "I bet you're right. It's 'guiod'.(1)" she replied with a shrug.
I sighed. "I feel so guilty. I think it's my fault he's upset" I mumbled.
"Hey guys, what I miss?" a voice asked as a body sat next to me. Austin.
I let out a sigh of relief as I realized he wasn't angry any more.
"Where have you been?" Trish asked, glaring at him.
He shrugged carelessly. "Around, I needed some time to myself." he turned to face me, making gestations for Trish and Dez to not pay attention, they nodded and began to talk about a new film coming out.
"Sorry for snapping at you earlier, I didn't mean it" he whispered, a small smile on his face.
I smiled back unintentionally and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "It's fine, I just thought I'd done something wrong" I replied sheepishly.
He shook his head "Not at all, it's, personal. I'll tell you some other time" he said with a wink.
I pierced my lips together, fighting off the urge to giggle like a lovestruck school girl – which I am.
"You don't have to go to this party tonight" Austin whispered to me. I turned to face him and I realized he was a little too close for comfort. I looked down and shook my head.
"I'll go, it's fine. Remember? I have no social life, so maybe this will help that out. Besides maybe Dallas will be there" I replied with a grin.
I really couldn't help myself. Every time I mention Dallas, Austin gets this adorable look on his face. It just makes me swoon, so, I bring up Dallas when I can. Nearly every waking second.
He rolled his eyes "Seriously Ally, stop talking about that guy, it's annoying" he mumbled. I smiled and nodded.
"He's hot" I argued. I'm one evil girl.
He tensed up "Being hot isn't that important, what ever happened to having brains?" he asked.
I laughed "Alright, Albert Ernestine, I'll stop talking about him now"
He sighed and smiled. "Hey, you better save me a dance at Trish's party"
I froze "D-d-dance? I don't think that's a good idea" I stammered.
He frowned and pouted a little "Why? It's only dancing" he replied. I sighed.
"I really, really can't dance, last time I danced I was 12 and I broke the other guy's foot...after I broke his nose" I mumbled.
He raised a brow and laughed a little. "It's not funny!" I argued.
He smirked and nodded "Trust me Alls, it is. You must be pretty bad to break is foot and his nose" he said, another burst of laughter coming out of him.
I avoided his gaze and looked down at the table. I heard his laugh clam down and I felt his shoulder hit mine softly. I looked up and smiled reassuringly.
"Sorry Alls, I need to learn when to stop" he mumbled.
I shook my head and smiled "It's cool. I do stuck badly. But, I'll dance with you, just be careful, a few bones may get broken" I grinned.
"As long as I get to dance with you" he said with another wink. I felt my cheeks heat up. I looked straight at him, he gazed back. I gulped and didn't shift my eyes.
"So what kind of outfit do you want? Dress, skirt, tight jeans? You totally need to wear leather pants!" Trish asked me as she looked around the store.
"Um, it's a Halloween party, don't we need like, a scary costume?" I asked, trying not to look at the lacy underwear at the end of the store. It was harder than it sounds when all the colors are neon.
She scoffed "Ally, I have a feeling you haven't been to a Halloween party before, or any party for that matter, So sit back and Um, I'll choose your outfit." she said with a smirk.
"Great, I'll end up being a slutty bunny or maybe a mouse." I mumbled.
She laughed and held up some black ears.
"I was joking!" I yelled.
She rolled her eyes and placed the ears back, eyeing up a tight red, leather dress. Why leather?
Oh god, things just seem to be getting better...
She tossed the dress to me and began to hunt around for some more outfits.
"Trish! This is not my style" I argued.
She sighed "Do you want to get any guys attention tonight?" she asked.
I cleared my throat "Maybe one guy" I mumbled.
She smiled cockily "Then let auntie Trish help you out with your problems"
I grimaced "That sounded too much like a euphemism" I mumbled. She shot me a glare.
"Don't be so narrow-minded, rude girl" she said in a posh accent and carried on shopping.
I'm seriously the only girl I've ever met who hates shopping! I can't stand it, it gives me arm ache, I get tired and snappy, I never find anything I want and I hate making decisions.
"Ally! Are you even listening to me?" Trish asked.
I blinked and nodded slowly. She arched a brow at me "Really? What did I say?" she asked.
I frowned and thought "Um, that we finished shopping and now we can go?" I asked hopefully. She stared back at me, emotionless.
"No, I said, let's go try on these" she held up her hands, which were holding piles of outfits.
I groaned "Can't you try them on while I go get a smoothie?" I asked.
She didn't reply, she just pointed to the change room. I pouted and walked over, snatching the clothes out from her hands and pulling the drapes across.
I looked at a few dresses.
Wow, most of them either made me look like a) a street-walker b) desperate or c) all the above. I sighed and went through some more. I froze when I saw it. You know? The dress. That Dress that makes you wanna wear it everyday.
It was fancy. And short, lets not forget that. VERY short to my taste. But it was so...amazing.
It was a dark shade of purple, cutting off at the mid-thigh, the top half was covered in silver glitter, showing off a little cleavage but not too much that it made it look trashy, and the bottom had small ruffles.
I pulled off my current dress and changed into the other one. I turned and looked at myself in the mirror before walking out.
"Oh my god! I knew you'd pick that one. Wow it's so pretty. Here, try these on"
She passed me a pair of purple high heel shoes, the same shade of purple, a rose on the opening. I sat down and slipped them on. I stood up and brushed my dress down.
"It's a little Dressy don't you think? Do you think I'll stand out at all?" I asked. She nodded.
"Yeah, but for all the good reasons. You look hot, in a none lesbian crush sort of way. And don't worry most girls who go to these parties dress way over the top anyway" she mumbled, rolling her eyes.
I laughed and trailed my hands down the side of the dress. I stopped as I felt a hard tag. I took a deep breath and read it, my mouth dropping open.
"Um Trish. It's $800" I said.
She gasped "It's on sale!" she screamed excitedly. I widened my eyes.
"I can't afford that money" I replied.
Shit! Great now I have to think of another stupid lie.
She narrowed my eyes at me "When you apparently come to school in a privet jet"
Why did I even say that?!
I laughed nervously "Um, my parents have cut my share off. I'm dry. They want me to see what it's like with no money" I spat out.
She nodded "I understand that. Don't worry it's all on me, Inducing your hair" she replied.
I snapped my hands up to my hair and patted it down with my palms.
"Trish, I can't let you pay for all that. It wouldn't be fair" I argued.
She grinned at me. "Don't' worry you'll be paying me back, you can help me tidy the house after the party."
I smiled and nodded. "Can't be that bad"
She just laughed and grabbed the rest of the dresses. "Yeah okay. You get dressed and I'll put all these pathetic excuses for clothes back, oh and you're getting ready at my house. Because you're also helping me set up" she grinned and walked off.
I'd started to take a serious liking to Trish. Since she was my first female friend. Well, one of my first actual friends. It was nice to have someone to talk to about 'girl problems' not that I've had the chance to talk to her about that yet.
I stared at myself in the mirror. Just like I had been doing for the past hour. My outfit. My hair. My make up. Me. It just looked so amazing. I feel like I should be walking down a red carpet.
Trish had literally made me get my hair done. She pushed me into the chair and told me if I got up she'd tell them to shave all my hair off, so I decided not to move. They gave me bouncy sausage curls and the back of my hair was clipped up into a neat up-do. It looked great. I was just amazed by how much it all cost.
And plus the dress, it chafes. Not very comfortable at all. As well as the shoes being a little bit too big for me. Can this night get any better?
"Ally! If you don't get out of that bathroom in 10 seconds I will personally gave you a swirly" Trish screamed, banging on the door. I glanced at myself one more time before opening the door and smiling innocently.
"You've been in that bathroom for an hour now! You are so lucky we have a downstairs bathroom, or up here wouldn't have been pretty" she hissed.
"Too much information. Are we done? Are people on their way?" I asked.
She flew her hands up in the air "Ally dear, people started arriving 30 minutes ago, the house is almost full down stairs. Oh and by the way, don't go in my parents room, there are people in there that are...you know, getting it on" she grimace before leading me down stairs. "Oh and by the way, Austin's looking for you something about dancing" she winked and walked off in another direction.
I huffed and wondered around the house. I avoided the girls in the living room that pushed themself's so hard against a guy that they almost knocked them over.
And the guys that gave me that look that says I'll-bang-anything-that-moves. Yeah, it was a pretty crappy party.
Trish was right though. A lot of girls went way o.t.t with their outfits, some girls wore just underwear. Do people have any self-respect? So technically I did fit in.
I walked around the house again until I felt an arm grab a hold of my shoulder. I rolled my eyes "Touch me again and I'll fly kick your ass" I snapped and turned to face them. I gulped and smiled wearily. "Sorry Austin" I mumbled over the loud music.
He grinned at me "You still owe me a dance, Miss Dawson" he replied. I blinked and smiled, a blush sneaking onto my cheeks.
"Get ready for a few broken bones then, Mr Moon" I said whilst mimicking him. He chuckled and took my hand, leading me to the middle of the room. We dodged the other sweaty, dancing bodies.
Like it was almost fate, a slow song began to play. Making it sound like I was at somebody's funeral. Austin smirked and snaked his arms around my waist, in the mean time my hands shyly made their way around his neck.
We swayed in time to the music. I stared down at my feet, making sure I didn't stand on anybody else's.
"Ally, look up. Please" his hot breath hit my neck, moistening it ever so slightly. I shivered and slowly lifted my head up. I scanned his face for a while until our eyes locked and I couldn't bring myself to look away from them.
It wasn't the fact that I had a massive, girly, can't-be-ignored crush on him. Actually, yes, It was that and the fact that he was pressed up against me so I could almost feel his perfect body. Well I imagine it to be perfect, I haven't had the satisfaction to actually see him topless.
I gulped and smiled wearily at him. "I have something to tell you" he mumbled. I nodded.
"What is it?" I asked.
He sighed and frowned a little, causing cute little lines of frustration to appear on his forehead. "Well, I have this...friend" he murmured.
Ah, the old 'friend' card.
"Really? And what about your friend?" I asked, stretching out the last part. He cleared his throat, stay swaying my body gently.
"He likes this girl"
I Froze, feeling my heart shatter. I faked a smile and nodded.
"And she doesn't really notice him that much, he feels invisible and he-he doesn't really know what to do" he continued.
I know how that feels.
He was definitely crushing on a popular. A perfect, lip gloss wearing, actually rich, popular girl. Or guy. Maybe.
I snapped put of my thoughts "How-How can I help your friend?" I asked.
He looked up to me and grinned "I think we both know I'm talking about myself... Help me by doing me a favour" he replied as the music began to fade out.
"And what's that?" I asked. He smirked and began to lean in.
My eyes widened and my breathing stopped. Oh my god. Am I dreaming?
"Kiss me back" he whispered. He moved in closer as his grip tightened on my waist, forcing me forward.
"Okay" I whispered back.
He smiled as his eyes closed, and our faces came closer. I felt my eyes droop down and close.
This is it!
I gulped as me came almost centimetres apart. "EVERYBODY OUT OF MY HOUSE, MY PARENTS ARE COMING BACK EARLY, GET OUT! CODE RED, I REPEAT; CODE RED" Trish's voice screamed through the house. I jumped back and managed to get my breathing back to normal.
I looked up at Austin, and he seemed pretty pissed.
(1): 'guiod' is guy and period mixed together, and yes, I made that up...I hope because I'm quite proud of it:D