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IMPORTANT! I think I'm gonna reschedule this updating thing, 'cause I kinda don't wanna be burdened with it for months, oops. Okay, how about every three days - not including the day it was updated? So, the next update will be on Friday. I hope you guys read this and tell me if this would work better?

Anyway, this chapter starts with some revelations and whatnot. I think the next chapter might be one of my favourite ones. :) I'm excited for you guys to read everything, to be honest.

Enjoy! I don't own anything except Mr. Bill the Advanced English teacher. :)

it's hard not to forget

Austin jerked awake, startled by a sudden noise. He squinted in the dim lights. Everyone was crashed out before him, probably all in a hangover. Austin groaned as he head throbbed, bringing back pieces of the night before to him.

He glanced around the room. All the passed out people looked dead. He wondered if this was what it would be like to wake up one day into the apocalypse. Austin shook his head from side to side, groaning a little.

He heard a thump, and then sounds as if someone were picking up keys. He sat up suddenly, realizing he was pressed flat-faced against the floor. Austin rubbed his head, feeling his messy hair. He sat up straighter as he found out what caused the noise.

Or rather, who caused it.

Ally Dawson was packing her stuff as she quietly stepped over the brain-dead people. Her edgy, punk rock clothes swished against her small body as she walked over Trent. Austin concluded that she couldn't see him.

"Where are you going?" Austin said suddenly. He still felt bold from the night before. Better use it up before it disappeared. Ally stopped dead in her tracks with wide eyes. She glanced around the room before stopping her eyes on him. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor where he woke up, still trying to locate his clothes. He squinted at her when he realized she was looking at him.

"Leaving," she simply spoke. Austin frowned at her. Her makeup was ruined and so was her shirt. She looked messy and wild, unlike how clean and sharp she always put up. She looked like she had been left in the lion's den over night.

"What about your boyfriend? Is Dallas going with you?" Ally snorted when the word 'boyfriend' came out of his mouth. She chuckled and turned to face him, smiling. Though, it was a smile that held something. Something he never saw in her eyes. Her smiles were always sweet like tart. But this, this was something else.

"He's not my boyfriend," she said. "I don't date." Ally turned around to leave again but he spoke up.

"What do you mean you 'don't date'? You guys have been kissing all the time and I'm pretty sure you guys just fucked yesterday night," Austin said matter-of-factly in an agitated tone. Okay, maybe he overheard some moans coming through the walls from that room. He hated when something puzzled him. He liked the feeling of figuring things out and knowing all the answers and formulas.

"I just don't. We just fuck and never see each other again," she replied with just as much fire. Austin watched as she packed the last of her things in her tiny purse and wrapped her coat around her body. She gave him one last glance and left. Austin sat there dumbfounded and scratched his head. She was just a puzzle he couldn't solve.

Austin quickly found his shirt in the mess of things. Apparently, Brooke was clutching it in her sleep. Austin wasn't sure if that was normal or not. He picked us his glasses and put them back on the perch of his nose, testing its dirtiness.

Austin quickly found his jacket back in the room where he and his friends were confined in. He found Dallas, shirtless sprawled right in the middle of the room. Austin grumbled as he found his jacket in the corner of the room. He had a feeling that it wasn't there before. Austin was about to leave when Dallas shifted in his slumber, rolling over to reveal his bare chest. Austin frowned as he saw red marks all over his body, wondering if that was ever there before. He came to the conclusion that a certain brunette put them there.

Austin quickly zipped his jacket up and left Kira's mansion, finding his car right where he parked it the night before. His head throbbed, but he was sure he could drive since he wasn't actually drunk. Maybe just a little hungover.

Just a little.

Austin decided on driving over to Dez's for a bit. He knew Dez and his family would always welcome him with open arms. Believe it or not, Austin used to be the popular one of the two. He would always be over, trying to teach Dez to be 'cool.' Look where that went.

Austin turned the radio on as some old humanist song came on the radio. He hummed along, not really knowing the lyrics but feeling the groove. He pulled up to Dez's curb in no time, parallel parking his car up Dez's drive.

He hit the lock on his car and then pushed his keys in his pockets. He ruffled his messy hair. Dez kept a few extra things of his at his place for times like these. Austin never had to go there before, but hey, change was good once in a while.

Austin knocked on the door and cursed when he realized it was only about six in the morning on a Saturday. He was about to give up and get back into his car when Dez opened the door.

"Woah. What happened to you?" He asked, holding a fork in one hand. Austin grinned at him, feeling like he finally has something interesting to tell Dez. Dez just stepped aside for Austin making a 'come in' motion with his forked hand. Austin stepped inside and the two bestfriends walled to the kitchen silently.

"Parents?" Austin asked. Dez walked over to the stove where he was making pancakes. He watched it sizzle before answering. Austin sat on a stool where the counter top was.

"Work. They had to go early today." Austin nodded, knowing the feeling. His parents own a mattress company. Being the head of anything meant hard work. All the time. Austin watched as Dez flipped a pancake.

"Want some?" Austin nodded vigorously, almost igniting his headache again. He groaned as it started to throb again. Dez looked at him and then filled an empty plate with a stack of pancakes. He got out the syrup and butter and placed it on the table. Austin waited for Dez to sit down before taking a huge bite of his already decorated pancakes.

"So... what's new?" Dez stretched out sarcastically, motioning to his appearance. Austin swallowed a big lump of pancakes before answering.

"I went to Kira's party yesterday," he said. Dez nodded. Austin knew that Dez had things to do yesterday, so he couldn't come. Though, even if he did, he wouldn't have hung out with Austin in particular.

"And...?" Dez made a 'go on' gesture. Austin sighed.

"I played truth or dare with the athletic peoples," Austin shrugged, his voice rising at the end of the sentence like a question. Dez looked at Austin with a smile.

"My boy's growing up!" He pretended to tear up, looking touched. Dez draped an arm over Austin's shoulder. Austin just shoved Dez's hand away. Secretly, he felt pleased that he actually did do what normal teens do these days.

The bestfriends continued to eat their pancakes in comfortable silence. Austin swallowed another thoughtfully-chewed mouth of pancakes before something bugged him. He remembered a specific conversation he had with someone, right before leaving Kira's big house.

"Dez?" Austin asked. Dez looked up. Austin swallowed nervously before continuing.

"I ran into Ally Dawson on the way out," he started. "She slept with Dallas; I know that. But when I asked her about it and called Dallas her boyfriend, she just laughed. What's up with that?" Austin watched as Dez's face remained stormy until he finished the sentence. Dez put his fork down and clasped his hands together in front of him.

"You see... I don't know how to start this but... Okay, let me see..." Dez went on and on, dragging his answer out. Austin wasn't sure if he was just being sarcastic. or he was actually thinking.

"Well?"

"Ally, she... well. She's a one night stand kind of girl," Dez started. "Guys get attracted to her. They go to some party and fuck. The next morning the poor guy wakes up and she's gone." Dez finished. It was vague, but at least it was something.

"Why?" Austin asked immediately. Dez furrowed his eyebrow.

"I don't know. But apparently, no guy has ever slept with her twice. I hear they beg her and try to persuade her. But no. Nobody's ever gotten a second glance from her," Dez elaborated. "They all want to be the first to be seen getting to Ally Dawson."

Austin frowned. The words haunted him as he said goodbye to Dez. As he got in his car and started the engine. As he drove all the way back to his place. As he pondered in the shower and changed into a simple white t-shirt and sweat pants. As he was sitting on his bed, trying to figure out the one puzzle that he couldn't solve. There was no equation for mysterious girls.

Heck, there was no equations for regular girls.

Austin sighed in defeat. He pulled out his laptop and just wasted time by doing absolutely nothing.

...

Monday.

Austin stumbled through the halls. Some of the people he hung out at the party on Friday were giving him nods and pats on the back as he walked by. Austin tried to sink away from them, hoping that this was a one-time thing. He liked being a nobody, it was the only way he knew how to live.

Austin made his way into Advanced English. He claimed his seat right at the front, being the first of the earlys again. Well, usually, he was the only early. Austin tapped his foot on the ground, checking his watch, waiting for class to start.

He wasn't particularly fond of the task that lay at hand. Working with Ally Dawson frightened him more than anything. She would probably brainwash him into one of her weed-inhaling minions. He thought of a way for him to do all of the work and she could just take credit claim, like all his other partners.

But, as Austin thought harder, he realized she must be quite good at English to even be placed in Advanced English in the first place. Austin let the thoughts leave his brain as the normals and lates came in at the same time.

So they were all lates.

Austin sat up as Mr. Bill walked in. He wore a different suit today, but the briefcase was still the same. It was always the same.

"Settle down, students. Bell's gone. It's class time."

Mr. Bill took the attendance. As some kid always said 'present' instead of 'here,' Austin let his mind wander again. He knew that Ally was staring at the back of his head again. She always was. It scared him a little just how much attention she was giving him.

Why, oh why, did he have to run into her that day at the library.

"So. This period will be spent brainstorming and talking about your speech on life-changing events. You could write about someone as an example if you wish, but I recommend you keep it anonymous." The class scattered within seconds, going to their partners and whatnot.

Austin turned around nervously, taking in a deep breath. Just as he thought, Ally was just sitting there with her feet kicked up and her phone in hand. Austin collected his things and slowly walked over to her, taking slow steps. He stopped and took a seat on the desk she was putting her combat-boot-covered feet on.

"U-uh h-hi," he mumbled. Ally raised her eyebrows at him. It was if she was looking at shit she just stepped on rather than an actual human being aka him.

"Hi," she said cautiously, returning her attention to her mobile device. Austin was just testing the waters. Knowing what he knew now about Ally, he was sure to stay as far away as possible from her at all times.

"S-so the speech. I was thinking -"

"Save the thinking. How about we just write what comes to mind and finish this stupid thing," she spoke harshly. Austin frowned, wondering what ticked her off already. He clearly disagreed to 'save the thinking.' He always thinks.

"Um. Okay. What side are you on? Life-changing events. Good or bad?" Austin had his notebook open on a fresh page with his pen in hand. He wrote the date in the corner and titled the page. Force of habit. He watched as Ally shifted her eyes from her phone to him.

Austin gulped as she licked her lips slightly as her gaze drifted to him. She was wearing something less racy today. A black tank top that hugged her body so much it was practically skin. Her black skinny jeans grabbed her legs, showing off all her curves. She was dressed in black, right down to her combat boots. And to top it all off, she had a black leather jacket on in the Miami heat.

And we all know how well black and Miami go together!

"Bad," she finally spoke. "Life-changing events are bad. They should never ever ever occur. Life was great the way it was." Austin realized she had just said something from a personal perspective. She must have realized it too because she covered her mouth instantly, but then covered it up by coughing into her hand.

"Okay, but what if the event changed your life for good?" Austin barely got the words out before he was snapped at.

"That only happens in fairytales, buddy," she spat. Austin sighed. They were getting nowhere.

He purposely hmmph'd to show Ally that he was stumped. Ally seemed to take that the wrong way as she laughed at him. It was humourless though.

"Cat got your tongue, book boy?" She laughed again, throwing her head back, her hair flying along with it. Austin watched as she returned back to her tame composure. Or tame for a person of her ranking.

Austin stuck his tongue out at her. He usually wasn't this feisty but Ally was making him so frustrated.

"How about I come over and we can work on it at your place or something?" Austin watched as Ally's body went rigid. She shook her head quickly, a little too quickly. She spoke in a desperate tone.

"Um. No. I- You-you can't come over," she spoke quickly, scratching the back of her head. Austin read body language like he read books. She was hiding something. He narrowed his eyes, trying to read between the lines. But she must have realized what he was doing because she dropped her hand and returned her attention to her phone, a bored expression plastered on her layered face.

"How about you come over to my place then?" He asked, hoping that she would agree to his terms. She relaxed even more instantly, and placed that dull, bored expression on her face again.

Austin was scared she wasn't going to comply but then her face contorted into something. Austin watched as her lips turned upwards just slightly. If one hadn't been studying Ally Dawson for the past while, one might think that was nothing more than a twitch. But no. Her mouth curved upwards just a bit at that second, indicating a small smile.

"Alright."

end part five

Look at that, Austin Moon inviting a friend over!

I think the thing I'm most proud of about this chapter was "Heck, there were no equations for regular girls." I don't know how I came up with that but I like it. Haha. There's also this really - inspired by a real life event - line in the next chapter that I really love too. I don't know what I'm talking about lines...

Please leave a review and tell me what you think! Remember, the next update will be on Friday - four days apart.