Ally's POV

I woke up, unfortunately. I didn't wanna. Not today. I slowly got up, half asleep. But I didn't have to be fully awake to realize what today was. I didn't even bother taking a shower. I just slipped on a random outfit, brushed my teeth, combed my hair, and headed downstairs with my luggage.

"Good morning Ally darling!" My mother said, walking up to hug me.
"Morning mother!"

"Are you excited for today? The fun starts now!" She exclaimed.

"Yep, I sure am excited.." I said sarcastically. I hoped she didn't catch my sarcasm, but she almost never did anyways.

I had breakfast. I made pancakes. From scratch. I made them because they took long to make, and it delayed my trip to Blondies house. After I had made them, I poured myself a glass of orange juice, got out the syrup, and began to eat. I took my time. But I couldn't avoid the point where I had to walk out to the car.

I slung the luggage into the trunk, and sat on the front passenger seat. Blondies house was actually not that far as I expected. It was pretty close. When we parked the car in the front, I surveyed the house. My parents were right, it was big. Very big. It was a huge house. It was completely white/beige, except for the brownish red roof. It also had a large front porch, decorated with pots of flowers. Even the windows were gleaming clean.

"So, here we are! Like the house Ally?" My father asked.

"Yeah, it's very um, big!" I said, honestly this time.

"Well, get your stuff out of the trunk, and then walk up to the door. We'll miss you honey!" My parents said.

I got my stuff out of the trunk, and as soon as I did, they sped off. They must have been in a real hurry. They always made time for hugs and proper goodbyes. Guess not this time.

I walked up the porch, and hesitantly knocked on the front door. Guess who answered.

"Hello, let me call my pa- Geek?! What the hell are you doing here?!" Austin said, genuinely surprised.

"I'm apparently staying over at your house for winter break while my parents are on a business trip. I did not agree to this," I said plainly.

Just then, his mom came up from behind him.

"Ally sweetie! I see you met Austin! Come on in, make yourself feel comfortable!" She said, pulling me in.

"Thank you! I actually, uh, know Austin from school," I said. It felt weird calling him his actual name.

"Really? Are you in the same classes?" She said surprised.

"Yeah, well, all of them actually," I said, getting annoyed at her perkiness.

"Well lucky you! Oh dear, you must be getting awfully tired of standing there holding those heavy bags. Let me carry them up to Austin's room. You will be sharing a room with him while you're here," she smiled.

What now? Not only did I have to share the same house, but I had to share the same room?! This day kept getting worse and worse. Blondie didn't seem to happy with this either.

"She's sleeping in my room? Oh great"
but he didn't seem that bothered. Not as much as I was at least.

End of that. I'm officially sleeping in Blondies room. And it was tiny. He'd probably tinker with my bed in some way.

"Of course Austin, Ally is our guest! So you will be sleeping on the floor, and Ally will get your bed!" Blondies mom said smiling.

"What? No way am I sleeping on the floor! It's my bed!" Austin protested.

"Austin, I'm not in the mood to argue with you. Ally is the guest, she sleeps on the bed. Either that or you share the bed," she said.

"Fine! I will!" Austin snapped back.

Yep, now I'm sharing the bed with Blondie. His mom seems so naive. At this age, anything could happen. She obviously didn't know what Blondie did to girls. Luckily, I don't think he'd ever try it on me. I send him away with a broken nose.

I climbed up the stairs. It really was rather a long flight of stairs. As soon as I opened the door to pretty boys room, I stared in wonder. It was a mess. Like a huge mess. Rats could be living in it. As soon as I found the bed, I set my stuff on it, and went straight away to cleaning up the room.

I used gloves. Hard rubber gloves. As well as a mask. Who knows what could be in the room? I found banana peels, pizza slices, your average boy teen stuff. Along with a few un identifiable objects. All the clothes, went straight into the laundry. After about a hour, I was done. Right then, Blondie came in.

"W-what?! My room?! It's all... Clean!" He cried.

"Well duh. Be grateful! Now it's at least livable." I sighed.

"No no no, you think I actually appreciate this?! It took me forever to make it that way! Why'd you have to go messing around Geek!" He said, almost yelling. He stormed out.
"Geez, you woulda thought he would have been more grateful," I muttered to myself.

Lunch time eventually came around. I wasn't very hungry.. I never was when things didn't go well. But Blondies parents were being so generous and showing so much hospitality, I just had to join when the whole family sat down to eat.

"So Ally, what are some of your favorite things?" His mom, Mimi, asked.

"Well, I LOVE to play music. I'm also a songwriter! But I have stage fright, so I cant perform. And I like to read," I said smiling.

"Really? Well Austin's a music player! And he is also a singer, he has a great voice. Have you ever seen him sing?" She said excitedly.

"Oh honey, I just had a great idea! Ally and Austin should work together! Ally can't perform, Austin can't write songs, they'd be a perfect match! Ally, you'll do that, won't you?" Mike said while chewing a piece of steak. Austin groaned.

"Well, uh, I happen to be very busy lately. I really need to study, and take care of the store so I can't um, do that. I just don't have the time, you understand," I said quickly. No way was I becoming pretty boys music partner.

"Oh that's a shame. Maybe next time," Austin added. He didn't like the idea very much either.

We ate through the lunch, talking quietly. We talked about average every day things. And best of all, Blondies parents showed me albums of pictures of him from when he was a baby.

"Oh, and look at him here! He just had the cutest wittle baby cheeks!," Mimi cood.

"Ok um mom, I think that's quite enough for now," said Austin, closing the book and putting it away.

Finally, I had some downtime. I grabbed my book, and snuggled into Austin's bed to read. I had to admit, for a teenage boy, he had quite a lot of stuffed animals. The best looking one was a soft stuffed dolphin. They actually made good pillows. I looked around. The carpet of the room was a dark blue. The walls were a bluish/beige color. And all sorts of instruments decorated the walls.

In one corner, was a expensive looking guitar. I couldn't resist. I walked over to it, ppicked it up, and carried to the bed. I began to quietly play a soft song, and quietly sang along. In twenty minutes, the door opened. It was Blondie.

"What the heck are you doing with my guitar?!," he yelled, grabbing it out of my hands.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was just playing it. It's a really nice one, and I couldn't resist," I said sheepishly, but honestly.

"Ok, you know what? G-get out! I don't need you going around touching my stuff," he said, obviously annoyed.

I didn't listen to all his commands. I just picked up my book, and began to read again. He just scoffed and walked out. He took his guitar with him. This was going to be one fun break.

Authors note:
Again, super duper short. I felt the need to post quicker because I've been keeping you guys waiting too long. I think I will just go with writing more chapters. I have ERBs tomorrow and I really need to get my sleep so I do well. Oh, and can I do one shout out? I'd like to thank Laughing Rain! She's been so sweet in her comments. Thank you! Expect chapter four either tomorrow or early the day after that. Sorry, I'm so busy.