*Ally's POV*
'Your insecure, don't know what for. Your turning heads when you walk through-' I sighed as I turned around in my bed and shut off my alarm clock. Another day at school, was the world trying to kill me? Maybe a little over dramatic, but hey, after the day I went through yesterday I have the right to be. I sat up and cringed as I felt the cool morning air hit my bare skin.
"Ally, breakfast will be ready in a half hour," Rupert's voice said through the intercom. Yeah, I have an intercom that connects to the kitchen so Rupert can tell me when meals are ready, or if I just want to talk to him. I pressed the talk button.
"Okay thanks," I said, kicking off my blankets. I let go of the button and got up, slipping my feet into my leopard print slippers. I walked into my closet and looked around, but for once I wasn't paying any attention to the tight, revealing tops, mini skirts, short shorts, or heels. Instead I was looking through the clothes on the other side of my closet. I wasn't going to look like I usually did today. I chose light stretchy skinny jeans, my too big white California Girl bunny hug, and light brown Uggs. I went to my bathroom to get ready. This is probably the most comfy outfit that I've ever worn to school! I washed my face and brushed my hair, but I still didn't know what to do with it. I decided on a simple low side ponytail. I looked in the mirror and couldn't help but smile at my reflection. This was the real me.
I slowly walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. I wanted to see what Rupert's reaction would be once he sees what I'm wearing. He has always told me that I dress too provocatively, but I kept dressing like that anyway. I guess because I thought that I had to. But now I have nothing to lose, so why not show them the real Ally Anderson. I pushed open the door and smelled bacon and waffles. Yum! Rupert makes the best waffles.
"Morning," I said, staying by the door.
"Good morning Princess," he said without turning from the stove. "How many waffles do-" And that's when he turned around. "Oh my goodness!"
"Like my outfit?" I asked, spinning around so he could see everything.
"You have never looked more beautiful," he said, coming over and hugging me. We hug a lot. "What made you change your mind?" He went back to the stove and transferred the bacon from the pan to a plate.
"I figured I have nothing to lose so why not," I explained, taking my usual seat at the island. Rupert put my plate in front of me and my mouth instantly started watering. Two waffles covered with whipped cream and strawberries and lots of bacon.
"Well, whatever the reason, I think you look amazing," he kissed my head as he put my orange juice in front of me.
"Thank you," I said, smiling up at him. I picked up my fork and dug in.
"What do you think people at school are going to say?" he asked, beginning to wash the dishes. My hand froze, the whipped cream covered strawberry on my fork was halfway between the plate and my mouth.
"I don't know," I sighed, as I brought my fork to my mouth and ate the berry. "It could be good or bad. It probably won't even have any effect at all."
"I wouldn't bet on that. Somebody will notice and I just know that it will lead to a good thing," Rupert told me. His words were on a continuous loop in my mind. How could me being who I really am have any effect on anyone? I kept thinking about it as I finished up my breakfast.
"Great breakfast Rupert," I told him as I got up from my seat.
"Thank you," he said, smiling brightly at me. "It always feels good to get a compliment." I smiled back at him before I turned and left the kitchen. I ran up the stairs and into my room to get my bag ready. Just a simple light grey canvas bag for today. I put my physic book in along with my finished homework. Say what you want about me, but I always get my homework done, even if I have to stay up until midnight to finish it. I threw my IPod Touch in my bag as well before I stuffed my IPhone and headphones in my giant sweater pocket. I know I don't really need an IPod Touch since I have an IPhone, it was just put on my bed about two years ago. I ran back down the stairs and to the kitchen to get my lunch.
"Hey, what deliciousness did you pack for me today?" I asked, picking up the purple bag with light blue swirls. I never buy my lunch in the cafeteria, it probably has about a thousand health code violations.
"Just a leftover pot roast sandwich, ceaser salad, a diet Pepsi, and strawberry shortcake for dessert," he said, smiling smugly.
"Yes, you packed my favourites!" I said loudly, doing a fist pump. Yeah that's right, I Ally Anderson, actually do in fact eat. Yesterday when I heard people whispering about what they really thought of me, anorexia came up quite often. I am so not anorexic! I just have a really fast metabolism, which isn't my fault! Seriously, Tammy is way closer to being anorexic than me. She barely eats, and when she does it's barely anything. She's been over for dinner before, and she hardly even touched Rupert's yummy food!
"Well, I thought you could use some extra encouragement today," he said, wrapping an arm around my shoulders in a half hug.
"Thanks Rupert. I'll need it," I said, glancing out the window.
"Don't worry, if something really bad happens and you can't handle it, just call me and I'll come and get you," he told me. And I knew that he meant it. Rupert would do anything for me, probably even jump through fire if it meant keeping me safe.
"I will," I promised, picking up my bag. My grey canvas school bag, not my lunch bag, that bag was in my school bag. Did that even make sense? Oh well, time to get to school and face the music.
***Time Skip***
I walked into the school about a half hour before the bell was even going to ring. I don't even know why I'm here so early. I looked around the halls and they were pretty empty, but the people who were there, I noticed were in small groups. Feeling lonely, I went under the stairs, sat down against the wall, and pulled out my IPod Touch. Scrolling through the playlist, I found the perfect song to match my mood. Runaway by Pink. As I listened, I couldn't help but notice that a lot of the lyrics matched my life.
'I wonder how long it'll take them to notice that I'm gone,' my dad could probably go over a week without realizing that I wasn't there.
'Life don't make any sense to me,' does it to anyone really?
'You go your way I'll meet you in hell,' I have no doubt in my mind that the group that I used to belong to was going to hell, and for what I did, I probably would too.
'I'll never be your perfect girl,' No matter how hard I try I will never be good enough for my dad.
'I wonder if I was a mistake,' I've always wondered this. Before I was born my parents had seemed to be the happiest people in the world, but when I came along that seemed to fall apart.
I was almost in tears once the song was over. The beat wasn't slow or anything, but the message still came through loud and clear.
"I'm telling you Leo, she will twist your arm right off if you make her mad enough," I heard a familiar voice say.
"Is that even possible?" a different male voice came, from whom I'm guessing is Leo. Sure enough my suspicions were proven correct for the voice once the Davenports walked further into the school and I could see them from my place under the stairs.
"Sure it is… well it should be since Chase said it", Adam said. Oh yeah, Chase is some kind of genius kid.
"Yeah we get it, Chase is always right, now bye," Bree said, bolting in the other direction. Wow, she can sure move when she wants to! I could hardly even see her!
"Yeah I have to go too. I have to finish my science homework," Leo said. "Because someone," he glared at Chase, "didn't help me with it."
"Just go," Chase sighed. Leo glared for another second before running away. "And I told you I'm not doing your homework for you anymore!" he yelled after him.
"I don't have anywhere else to go, so I'm just going to the gym," Adam said, shrugging his shoulders.
"Okay, see you in P.E," Chase said, slightly waving as he opened his locker. I was just about to scoot further back under the stairs, but new voices stopped me.
"Hey Chase," two girls chirped, one flipping her hair over her shoulder. I rolled my eyes at her fail attempt to flirt.
"Hi," he said, smiling at the two girls in front of him. And here comes the flirting that I really don't have to see.
"So, I was wondering if you wanted to study with me after school today for that AP Calculus test Monday," the blonde suggested hopefully. The other girl was a brunette. She's in AP Calculus!? Wow.
"I would love to, but I can't. I'm going to be busy all weekend. You know, family stuff," Chase simply said. The look of disappointment was clear on her face, and apparently Chase noticed it too. "But we could study together at lunch on Monday. Our test isn't until last period."
"Okay," she said, smiling once again. "See you in Calculus Chase," she said, walking away with her friend. I still don't know either of their names. All of a sudden an idea hit me like a ton of bricks! I know how I'm going to get people to not hate me! But it was going to be hard. I looked over at Chase who was still putting his bag into his locker. Now's a good a time as any. I put my IPod back in my bag and walked over to Chase.
"Hi," I said nervously. He turned around and looked at me curiously.
"Um, hi, have we met-" he cut himself off, his eyes widening once he realized who I am. "Ally?"
"Yeah, um, I need your help."