Chapter 4-Deal?

Ally's POV

I can't believe that jerk. I never should have cared. I was just trying to show him what the meaning of fun was. Why did he have to be all strict. He only cared about his stupid shirt. At least he has one. Many people here are in the need of clothes. Some kids don't have shoes! It hurts me knowing those little kids don't have 1 pair of shoes and he probably has 50 pairs! Ugh! You know what? Forget him. I walk back inside the house-I mean mansion. I enter the dining room and they all gasp. Except for my evil sister who is silently laughing. I glare at her.

"What happened to you!?" Alicia asks. "Nothing. We accidentally fell in the pond." Mimi gets up. "Im so sorry. Austin is just really mad. Ill talk to him." She starts walking out the backyard. "Im gonna head back home." I say and start walking out the door. I don't want to hear Austin yelling at me for getting him in trouble. I walk back to the little house and open the door. I turn the lights on. I sigh. Back to the poor life. I close the door and start to pick up the mess Azul made. When i finish, i walk to my room. I go inside and see that Alejandra messed with my clothes. They're all scattered around the place. I groan and rub my head. I start to pick it up. When i finish, I change my wet clothes to some comfy dry ones. Then i collapse on my bed. Today was terrible. Hopefully tomorrow, Ill get to go around the town and relax a bit. Only for a day. That's all Ill need. I close my eyes.

"Ally!" I shot up and fell off my bed. I groan and get up. Not the perfect way to start the day. "Que? (What?)" My sister looks angry. What did I do this time? Escucha! No te atrevas a acercarte a Austin! (Listen! Don't you dare get close to Austin!)"She yells. I roll my eyes. "Cálmate. El es todo tuyo. (Calm down. He's all yours)" I say. She looks unconvinced. "No le gustaría una chica como tú. Él me ama a mí, así que aléjate de él. (He wouldn't like a girl like you. He loves me. So stay away from him.)" Wait. What? "¿Qué quieres decir? Yo soy sólo una chica normal. (What do you mean? Im just a normal girl.) What's wrong with me? Im a normal girl. Alejandra just laughs. "Exactament. (Exactly)" She says.

What? She grabs one of my jackets and throws it. Was that really necessary? I pick it up. I turn around and she's gone. Good. I change into a black T-shirt and ripped jeans. I grab my black sandals and walk out the door but before i go i shout. "Mama! Voy a salir! (Mom! Im going out!) i wait for her response. "Adios! (Bye!)" I smile and shut the door.

I walk to the beach. I love this beach. I go to my favorite spot. It's beside a tree. The tree had a carved heart. My best friend Dallas carved it for me. We were the closest friends. I knew him before Trish. We did everything together. But one day, he had to move to Minnesota. I was really sad. After that, i never saw him again. I sit on the sand. I don't have tans like other girls do. I didn't care if they said i looked like a ghost. But sometimes, i feel insecure about myself. I hear people criticizing me every single day. Even on the weekends! You can blame my sister for that. She is always telling her friends what a terrible, ugly, weird sister i am. I absolutely hate her 'friends.' They are more like her followers. They worship her. They're her slaves. I have a messed up life. But i thank the wonderful people like my parents and the Moons- well, most of the Moons for being there with me.

"Oh. It's you." I hear a male voice say. I turn to see who the familiar voice was. "Oh. It's you again." I mutter. He rolls his eyes. He sits down next to me. I scoot away. "You still owe me like $200 for the 2 shirts you and that little cry baby ruined." Ok, now he pushed it. "CRY BABY!? You're suck a jerk! You don't respect anything don't you!? Look, you can criticize the food, the place, and me! But don't you dare take it on my little brother!" I stand up and start to walk away.

I HATE him. I know hate is a strong word but i really do hate him. He's a idiot. He doesn't know the meaning of fun or nice. I decide to call Trish. I go through my pockets. Where's my phone? Oh no. I face palm myself. I walk back to my spot.

"What do you want now?" I roll my eyes and try to find my phone. I see it next to his-Uh? Well... you know. I reach out to grab it. He jumps. "Whoa! Easy there. I have a girlfriend." I blush. "I wasn't trying to do that. I was trying to grab my phone." I squeak. I need my phone but its in the spot where i least wanted it to be. He looks down and sees it. "Oh. You mean this thing?" He picks it up. "Yeah." I reach over but he pulls away. "Hmm... i think i should keep it." My eyes widen. No no no no no no no no no! "Austin. Please give it back." I warn. "You know what? Im gonna keep it until you pay me back for the shirt." He gets up and walks off but i start to follow. "Austin! Give it!" I walk faster. Soon we are both running. "You're such a slow poke!" Whoa! Slow poke? "Is that a challenge i hear?" I say. "Bring it" He runs faster. Ok, two can play at that game. I start running fast.

Austin's POV

I run. Run to where this beach takes me. I look around while i run. The beach babes, the waves crashing in the sand, the hot sun, and the people having the time of their lives. Why do they like this place anyways. It's nothing special. It's just... Mexico. Im not having the time of my life. How come they find it fun? Im being chased by a annoying girl. I mean, she has her fun moments but her moments turn out a disaster for me. Because of her pond incident, my mom yelled at me last night. It's so fun to mess with her though. She will never catch me. Im more faster than-

"Oomph!" My face hits the hot sand. I feel a petite body on my back. I roll over and see her. She has a smirk plastered on her face. "How did you-" I start then she grabs the phone from my hands. "Everyone knows mexicans are the fastest runners." she states. I can't believe she got me. Whoa. She's the first girl who ever beat me at running. She gets off my chest and starts to walk. Then i notice the clothes she's wearing. "Don't you have other clothes?" I ask. She stops walking. She slowly turns around. "I told you. Im poor. Most people are." Her expression shows sadness. Why? Oh! She's poor. Right. Im an idiot sometimes.

"Oh. Ok. Um..." I start. She sighs. "Bye." She walks off. Hmm... Maybe it wouldn't be too bad to know more about this place. What else am I gonna do while Im here? I run to her again. "Wait!" She stops and turns around. "What now?" she asked clearly tired of having to put up with me. "I wanna learn more about this place. So I was hoping you would show me around. Maybe teach me a little more spanish." I say with hope. "What makes you think I wanna help you?" She asks. "I... can pay you! Deal?" I guess that could be good. Im a millionaire so it won't be a problem. She thinks for a moment. Then sighs. "Fine. Deal." I smile then fist pump the air. "Awesome! Let's go!" I grab her wrist and pull her towards the town. This could be fun...

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