Chapter 8
Ally's POV
It's been 3 days since I last saw Marley, and as of right now, its 7 hours till' my first day as a junior of Blue Crest high school. Of course, my stomach thought it would be fun to be a gymnast and began to do flips and summersaults.
I know that I shouldn't be scared, I mean, I even said that I changed, but there are times when you just can't let go of you originality. An abyss of scenarios ran through my head. Will they judge me? Will I have an enemy? Although, I think the most important question is will Team Austin be there?
I shook my head, my straightened, layered hair following my swift motion. As I go into bed, I couldn't get rid of the familiar blonde, blur of hair that I had seen several times at Marley's house. Could it be? Could it be Au—NO! That's silly. It must be some kind of jinx. I mean, how could Marley be related to Austin? They're both different!
Yet, as I fell asleep, I couldn't help but think, 'What if I'm wrong?'
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"Like the waves need the sand to crash on,
Like the world need the sun to shine on
You're the bright side of everyday
Me without you just isn't the sam—"
My hand smashed the sky-blue alarm clock, immediately hitting the snooze and in a few minutes, I was getting reading for school.
I looked at the body-length mirror. My hair was out of place, my shirt wrinkled, and my pant legs were wrinkled and uneven. 'Time to make a miracle.' I sighed as I entered the bathroom
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I checked my outfit out in the mirror. My ombré hair that contrasted of dark-brown to honey was put in perfect waves cascading to my mid-back. I decided that I would make an impression so I wore a white, tube dress with a black trim covering the tube and a black strip of cloth to disguise as a belt. It also had a peplum, which looked like a short tutu flowing out. (Link will be posted later) My 7 inch heels were black and studded.
I inspected my make-up, consisted of crimson red lip-stick and mascara, making my eyelashes reaching maximum volume. In other words, I felt absolutely breath-taking, like no one else could compete with my looks. And with that, I headed for school.
Austin's POV
"Like the waves need the sand to crash on,
Like the world need the sun to shine on
You're the bright side of everyday
Me without you just isn't the sam—"
My hand groggily shot out from under my comfy blanket, blindly searching for the snooze button. During the blind search, I had shoved several things off until I felt the silver button with 'snooze' engraved on it, and harshly slammed my fist on the button.
"Ugh!" I groaned, planning to lie in bed all day.
A few minutes later, a loud yell downstairs told me to wake up and had instantly told me that my plan had failed almost immediately. I rolled out of bed, crashed onto the floor, and stumbled to the bathroom like a drunken man. After showering, I threw on a black muscle tank, denim skinny jeans with chains, and red sneakers. I looked at myself carefully in the mirror placed in the bathroom, observing how much I had changed.
I never really talked about . . . . Ally. I never felt the need to. Sure, I missed her, but I think she took the conversation way to seriously. I mean I was just mad, no need to stop being my partner! Although, I do enjoy Cassidy being my songwriter and girlfriend . . . Most of the time. Other times, she's a pain in the ass! But even if I wanted to breakup with her, it wouldn't look good for my reputation. I mean, dude, I got a reputation to keep up.
Anyways, Cassidy is hot, sexy, and has a perfect figure. She's wanted by the whole male population at Blue Crest high school. So to the hot babes around school, I'm basically a womanizer for being able to get Cassidy. They call me 'Sex on legs' and 'Sex God', yup, I'm wanted . . . dead or alive! Hopefully alive, I hope.
I snapped out of my thoughts and grabbed my back pack, making my way to my yellow sports car.
I drove up to a modern, blue and white, 2-story house. I honked my car to announce my arrival. The white door swung open, revealing Cassidy, who wore an electric pink tube top, white 10-inch heels, and denim booty-shorts. She, once again, tried to walk sexily to me, tripping slightly as she finally made it to my car. Gracefully sitting down on the passenger seat, she pulled me into a hot, make-out session.
We pulled away for oxygen, lust clouding both of our eyes. We pulled in for another kiss but was interrupted by a screeching honk from another car behind us. I cruised away, not before shooting the middle-finger through the window, Cassidy giggling at my action.
Silenced engulfed the car, the only sound coming from Cassidy's phone. These were the rare times when I wanted Ally back. If she were here, we'd be laughing non-stop, talking about anything that came up then snorting our butts off. A faint, genuine smile appeared on my lips as I remembered the days when Ally was still with us. I wonder where she is now.
I drove into the school parking lot, acknowledging all the cliques hanging by their cars. Another reason why Cassidy and I were still together, we're supposedly the 'it' couple of Blue Crest, so we honestly can't break up, even if I wanted to.
I was making my way to my parking spot when all of the sudden a red car parked neatly into my spot. I slammed my foot on the brake, banging my chest on the wheel by the abrupt action, and accidently messed up Cassidy's mascara. Who the fuck does this guy think he is?
"Austin! You ruined my make-up!" Cassidy screamed, a black, ragged line drawn towards her ear.
I rammed my way out of my car, ignoring the high-pitched yells, and slammed my door close.
"Who the fuck do you think you are faggot?!" I yelled banging my fist on the red car.
I watched and retrieved my hand as the car door opened, and a black heeled foot gracefully stepped out.
Co-Author's Note Okay, so I started typing at 6:13 PST and finished at 7:58 PST... Anyone want to do the math? lol, jkaay ... Unless you're crazy & really want to...
The link will be in my profile page or if you are too lazy to go to my page, just type in;
TUBE DRESS W/ CONTRASTING WAISTLINE AND PEPLUM.
it will be the white & black one
Anyone want to guess the song for their alarm clocks?