Quick Rant I wish they could change the font! #$^$#$# ^$%*

Chapter 5: All Aboard!

Ally's POV

It had only been a few hours since my dad told the dreadful news. I was moving back to Miami. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate Miami, in fact I love it. It's just that I've gotten so attached to my new lifestyle, clothes (yes, I've started to wear the gorgeous clothes), and looks that I've already forgotten the sole purpose of the changed.

Before I start rambling, here are some things that happened in the last 2 years:

My Change in Appearance

-Obviously. Ever since my makeover, especially in public, people tend to stare at me.

My Attitude

-If there's someone I don't like, I absolutely pummel them to the ground with my sarcastic remarks or my witty comebacks.

My Social Life

-Ever since I changed, there have been piles and piles of people trying to be my friends.

I guess you can say I changed, well, I have changed. A lot. I'm not the old Ally anymore, heck, she's been gone since the moment I stepped inside Sharon's store. I've changed.

I packed my bags, stuffing all the clothes I owned into my red luggage bag, hoping I would finish soon. I sighed as I zipped up the bag and sat on top of it. I leaned forward, my head resting atop on my hand. Would they remember me? Do they regret what they said? I shook my head. It's been 2 years, I don't care anymore.

At least that's what I thought.

"Plane 36, taking of in 45 minutes, I repeat, pla. . ."

I rolled my luggage behind me as I began to board the plane. My parents had left earlier than me in order to fix up and get ready Sonic Boom, which fortunately, no one had bought. I rolled my bag down the aisle; the room filled of chattering and laughter, and plopped down onto the velvet-like seat. I began to play a cd of scenarios in my head. What would they think of me now? How would they react to the 'Teenage Granny'? What wou—

"Oomph!"

I turned to right immediately and saw a girl quickly trying to gather her items. I got down on my knees and began to help her. I couldn't help but see how pretty she was. Her brunette hair flowed down her shoulder, her skin slightly pale and her cheeks colored with a natural rosy blush. She looked at me with her soft, green eyes and smiled.

"Thanks . . ."

"Ally."

"Marley, nice to meet you." She smiled brightly.

"Same here." I smiled back and gave her the last of her things, got up and dusted my floral shorts, Marley doing the same.

"Well, I got to go back to my seat." Her smile turned weak but nodded in agreement. I began to walk to my seat, Marley trailing behind me.

"Um, are you following me?" My eyebrow cocked upwards.

Marley shook her head and pointed to the seat next to mine.

"That's my seat."

"Oh." I looked at my seat. "Well, the one next to yours is my seat."

Marley smiled again, (I swear, her smile becomes bigger every time!) and sat next to the window and patted down on my seat.

"Sit! Can't you see we're seat buddies?" She laughed cutely. I sat down awkwardly, trying to take in her bright personality.

"So, why are you going to Miami?" She asked, readjusting herself in the seat.

"My parents run a business, you?"

"Oh me?" She smiled softly, "I'm going to meet someone very important."

"Who?"

Instead of answering, Marley giggled and put a finger on her lips.

"I can't tell."

Co-Author's Note This chapter is dedicated to Ausllyluvr, she knows why. Anyway, to me, there really wasn't a good way to end this chapter. Maybe it was because I made half of this chapter. This, to me, was a filler chapter. lol. The question last chapter was kind of a fail. Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, if you didn't you can PM me on ways to change it.