Hello! I'm back!

Thanks for the reviews on the first chapter guys! I'm really glad you liked it! Your kind words made me want to post the next chapter ASAP. And well, here it is!

And I know it has the title of a line from Heart Made Up On You but it isn't inspired by that. There's maybe only one line really that might relate to the title. Hehe... Really, this is inspired by many things altogether. Some chapters show it more, but I'll make sure to mention it in my A/N.

Okay, that was pretty confusing since it does have lyrics from the song, but like. It's not really inspired by it. It's more like, it's related to the plot? But at the same time not really... You know what, nevermind.

Alright, alright; enjoy! I don't own anything but the plotline. :)

up all night thinking

Austin hustled into his biology class, sitting front and centre, where he always was. He placed his blue bookbag over the side of his chair and opened his binder, getting a pen out, ready to learn.

Dez had told him to avoid Ally Dawson at all costs. He couldn't agree more. That girl was bad news. Just yesterday, he saw her snorting some weird, white powder just outside the back entrance of the school. Of course no one even used the back entrance but him. So when he walked out, he could just make out a mop of brown hair and a few other heads behind the dumpster.

He also learned that she was the main course of gossip leaving everyone's mouths. He didn't know why she was so intriguing or intimidating. He got headaches just thinking about it. He wondered what she thought about it. How could someone go on with their day knowing that everyone was talking behind their back.

Or maybe she didn't know. Austin pondered about that for a second before shaking his head. She definitely knew. Definitely knew and didn't give a damn.

Austin got bored of waiting for everyone to arrive in class. He was early. Or as early as you can be. There was five minutes between each class, and he always got to each class in record time. Austin started bend over to re-lace his shoes that had become loose.

Just then he heard people enter the room. He liked to categorize the people. There were the early-birds, aka him. And then here now were the normal people. People who came between the three and four minute mark.

Just then he heard heels clicking. He straightened immediately. One might think Austin even brought apples to class for the teachers.

Click clack click clack.

Mrs. McCoy must be coming.

Teachers were part of the laters. Laters as in late to class and don't give a damn about where they sat. But usually, the back was the only place left. Austin quickly straightened his head and started, "Good morning Mrs. Mc-"

"My name's Ms. Dawson sweetie," Austin looked up and saw yup, Ally Dawson walking in with the laters, smiling at him with that ever so white smile. He gulped and virtually panicked. Austin didn't say anything and just averted his eyes. He saw Ally make her way to the back of the room with her big group of people. She even had Dallas wrapped around her finger like a ring.

Like one of the many silver rings that adorned her fingers.

And if he'd be damned, Dallas doesn't give in easily.

Austin tuned in as Mrs. McCoy walked in and used a harsh tone on the class. Throughout the entire period, he heard snickering and laughing coming from the back. Austin tried to tune it out, but he couldn't when he knew that brown eyes were digging into the back of his skull. Even under his combed hair, he could feel her gaze burn right into him.

The bell rang seconds after he finished jotting down every single thing Mrs. McCoy said. He took notes on everything. That was why his binder were always so damn heavy and full. Austin quietly packed up his stuff as the jocks pushed past him as if he were nothing. No one noticed him.

No one but her.

And that scared him.

...

Lunch was rolling around. Austin made his way into the library. Usually, food and drinks weren't allowed in the library, but Mrs. B let him. And only him. He felt special when she told him one day that he could eat in here. She knew he was responsible enough not to spill. And when he did. He cleaned it without question.

So lunch was here. And Austin was eating his sandwich in his quiet corner with his bookclub buddies all around in the library, reading or researching. Austin had finished To Kill a Mockingbird and was now reading The Catcher in the Rye. His favourite books always switched around. He could never decide.

Halfway through lunch, he prepped himself for the second-half-of-lunch crew that was going to burst through the door. He tried to stay hidden in his corner as they racked the place up, but of course that didn't work.

No one knew why Austin was always in the corner. They just knew that that was the place to find him.

"If it isn't Austin Baboon!" One of the cheerleaders sneered at him. They knocked his juice box out of his hand as they appeared suddenly. Austin grumbled as her high heel squished the thing into oblivion. The juice seeped out of the straw.

"Silly me!" She laughed. It was Kira Starr. Head of the cheerleaders. Always finding guys 'totally not worthy of her time' to visit.

How pleasant of her.

Austin looked up since he had kept his eyes on his grape juice. Kira was grinning at him evilly as her groupie surrounded him. Austin gulped as the cheerleader lowered her body, probably sticking her ass out on the other side. Suddenly, he was glad he was on the less life-scarring side of Kira Starr.

Actually, scratch that. He didn't really know which side was more frightening anymore.

"How would you and all your nerd friends like to come to a party at my house on Friday?" She told him it was after eight and then laughed and asked him if it was past his bed time. Austin just nodded when she later asked if he would be interested to come. Being a nobody at a party was good for him. It gave him all the social activity he needed without going over the edge.

"Good! See you Friday! Bring all your loser friends!" She winked at him in which he just gave her a nervous smile. Usually, when people invited him to parties, he was just there as their scapegoat. Let the geek take the blame. No one ever gets mad at a goody-two shoes like him.

He really didn't mind.

His image was squeaky clean, just like his shoes.

Austin picked up his deserted juice box and recycled the thing.

That's right Austin Moon recycles.

He picked up a few tissues from the box up front of the library desk and began to wipe up the spill. He soaked the napkins until they turned a nasty shade of gray with dust clinging on for dear life. He discarded the mess before sitting back down on the beanbag chair.

Back in paradise.

Austin picked up his book and continued to read. He smirked as he found an error in the book. Maybe just an editing mishap in this one copy. It was pretty old. Almost as old as Mrs. B.

Austin looked up as he heard heels clicking into the room. It was that Ally again. She had Dallas following her. She giggled as he smugly raised his arms, showing off his guns. Austin just ignored them as they walked into the library, disrupting the quietness of it all.

"Ally, you tease!" Austin heard Dallas comment quietly. He didn't dare look up for fear of getting something very M rated. Austin sneaked a glance up with a questioning brow since they were making a lot of noise now.

Come to think of it, they sounded like dying animals.

Ally and Dallas were in the other corner of the library, right across from him. It wasn't as hidden as his, but it was pretty hidden.

Austin watched as Dallas started rubbing small circles on Ally's stomach. She was sitting in his lap on the floor with her phone in hand, staring at it. Dallas stared nipping at her neck as she groaned and tried to push him off.

Dallas refused and began to move his hands higher before her groped her breast rather roughly. Ally moaned out loud. And Austin couldn't take it anymore. He stealthily tried to sneak out of his little alcove.

It was getting pretty heated between the two. Dallas pushed Ally back against the wall and was nipping at her neck harshly. Ally moaned and ran a hand through the guy's hair. Austin felt his lunch coming back up. He got onto his arms and legs and crawled away quickly.

He successfully crawled into broad light as he got up and brushed the dust off. He felt accomplished and relieved that he got out of there alive. Who knows what might've happened.

Austin had his fair share of knowledge of what happens when a girl and guy love each other very much... But he'd rather not witness that while sitting in his second favourite spot in the entire world.

...

Austin quietly packed his things and left school when the bell went that day. He took the back entrance again, not wanting to be out in the rush in the front. Again he spotted a head of brown hair. But this time, it wasn't snorting he was hearing coming from the dumpsters, it was moans.

Austin turned beet red as he realized her could practically see Ally Dawson getting it on behind the school trashcans. He could see the two heads bobbing up and down. A moan rippled through the air as Austin cringed and turned around. And who was the lucky guy? Dallas. Poor, naive Dallas getting it on with Ally fucking Dawson.

He didn't mean to stick around, but he couldn't help but take a quick glance over there. Making sure that his kind-of buddy Dallas was doing okay. He watched as the two mouths connected sloppily.

Dallas ran a hand down the brunette's back. And by down, we're talking about all the way down. The football player's hand reached down to her ass and grabbed a handful of it, making Ally moan. Their tongues swirled around, making smacking noise as they went. Ally was pressed back against the brick wall, her leg hooked around his.

He hands were running up and down his back, grabbing the guys hair in fists. She tugged on it to bring him back down to her mouth. He heard Dallas groan.

Ally's shirt had ridden up quite a bit, showing her clearly very inappropriate bra. Dallas had was carefully messaging and kneading her breast as the both broke for air. Austin hurriedly turned away as the couple went at it again.

He quickly slipped back into the building, not minding that he had to take the front entrance.

Austin walked through the dwindling numbers as he found exactly who he needed to find. Dez. He walked up to Dez's locker and closed it on him, making the red-head jump. Austin apologized immediately and looked at Dez seriously.

"Tell me more about Ally Dawson."

Dez looked like he was going to faint. He coughed as if he just choked on something, spluttering.

Austin complied and listened as Dez began to tell him everything he knew about Ally. Ally was a blow queen. He knew that already. Dez continued to go on about how she wasn't the best influence to be around. Austin's heard it all before. Austin wanted something more. Like, Ally as a person. Not Ally as the image she is. He was about to thank Dez and leave when he heard Dez speak up behind him.

"Don't let her get to you man." Dez spoke. Austin whipped around, a lock of blonde hair falling out of place. He looked at Dez confused. Dez just sighed and walked over to him, patting him on the back as they made their way to the front entrance.

"Don't let that sweet smile fool you. As soon she's through with you, you'll never see the light again." Austin shivered at his words. She was definitely bad news. Austin thanked Dez and walked home using the front entrance for once.

Austin walked on the wet asphalt from the earlier drizzle. The sidewalk had small puddles where he avoided, in fear of getting his shoes wet.

Austin pondered about what was still a mystery to him. He had solved many problems in his lifetime, all logically and mathematically. But one thing he couldn't figure out was Ally Dawson.

And yet, the thing was, he didn't want to. He didn't want to figure her out, as everyone else seemed to want. He didn't want to. But somehow, he caught himself thinking about her. And not her in general. Just, why her.

He was told to keep his distance, since she was bad news. But she seemed sweet and just like any hormonal teenager these days.

But, as Austin observed. Everyone kept their distance from her unless she was the one who wanted them. It was like they were afraid of her, but at the same time, enthralled by her presence altogether. She had that effect on people. The kind that repelled and attracted at the same time.

Austin continued down the wet sidewalk as he made his way into his empty house, unlocking the small door quietly. Austin cleared the stairs of his house in a few quick strides and shut the door behind him. He entered his room and placed his blue bag down.

Austin then went over to his bookshelf and grabbed his old yearbooks from their lonely perch on the wooden carpentry. He got the one from freshman year and flipped to his class, looking for a certain someone with a head of brown hair.

It wasn't creepy that he was researching Ally Dawson. He was just doing what he did best. Knowing things.

But that nagging feeling at the back of his head was reminding him that he didn't care. Or shouldn't care.

He looked at her photo from freshman year and almost freaked. She looked exactly like how he looked now. With the glasses and nerdy sweaters and button ups. She was probably wearing a floral skirt under the border of the photo too.

Austin rubbed his chin as he went into sophomore year. She still looked like a dorky girl. Her chin was held higher this time however. Her smiled seemed a little forced, but she was still wearing a fleecy sweater and thick glasses.

Suddenly, his pile of yearbooks crashed down. Austin groaned as his weight shifted the bed, causing the books to fall out of place. As he picked them up, he wondered why he had never noticed Ally before. Maybe because she was just another book nerd like him back then.

Austin found his yearbook from last year; junior year. He had trouble finding Ally because there were a bunch of new students last year, mixing up the name list. He finally found her and recognized the familiar edgy eyeliner and silver jewellery on the girl. She looked exactly as she did this year, except a little unsure of herself.

She smiled uncertainly, as if her parents would kill her if they found out she went out like this. Austin closed his yearbooks suddenly, the realization that he was snooping was getting over him.

But he couldn't shake the feeling that Ally Dawson wasn't who she put up to be.

And what happened in junior year? Where'd the cooky sweaters and glasses go?

end part two

Dun dun dunnn. This technically isn't a cliffhanger since... actually nevermind. :x Just know that this isn't really a cliffhanger. :) Idk. Just felt like I had to say that.

Okay, yes, excuse my over-repetitive use of the word nerd. I don't think there's anything else that fits. I tried to not over-use it as much as I could. But even then while I was proofreading it (there's still gonna be errors, whoops) I read that word a lot.

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