~Chapter 1~

Ally P.O.V.

I cannot walk ten steps through school without getting pissed off, I swear. I mean, couldn't couples not make out at the lockers. Or the cheerleaders not wear skimpy outfits. Or the jocks not throw a football down the hall as they laugh at some inappropriate joke. Or even the nerds talk about mythical board games or wear glasses and braces.

It really astounded me how people could fall into such cliche rolls in life. Couldn't they at least try and add a little interest to their lives?

Now I know what your thinking. In what way, can I, the nobody Ally Dawson, judge them like that. I guess I cant, really, but I try to live up to my standards of everyone else. I'm a nobody, like I said. The only difference between me and them, is that I don't let my status become who I am.

I'd like to think I wear nice clothes, and remain true to my style. I make good grades but also participate in other activities. The only problem with me is that I am probably too confident for my own good and I in general am not a people person.

Unlike a lot of people, I such at small talk and even regular conversation. I do have a couple of friends I can talk to though, Dez and Trish. In fact I'm about to talk to them now.

"Hey guys." I said as I straightened out my daisy printed skater skirt. The two looked up from their phones at me and smiled.

"Hey Ally" they responded in unison. Trish frowned in a way which made me burst into laughter. "I said that you have to stop saying what I say at the same time I say it." Trish said very quickly. Dez tilted his head to the side and looked at her, obviously confused.

"Now Patricia, please don't kill our dear Dezmond. " I chuckled. That earned a glare at me. Trish, Dez, and I had been friends since the sandbox days. They stuck with me even through my horrid past, when everyone else seemed to leave me. We knew every thing about each other. Everything.

My thoughts were interrupted when someone crashed into me. Hard. I fell to the ground and winced because I hit my head. Slightly dazed, I looked up to find no other than Austin Moon. Golden boy of Miami High. His chocolate brown eyes looked down and me and he just scoffed.

I felt anger shoot throughout my body. I had always hated him. I wouldn't say he's always bullied me, but he certainly hasn't been the nicest thing in the world. Part of me despised him only because of his image. That bad boy image he had always pulled off. So typically highschool. And it agitated me to the point of wanting to kick something.

I mumbled a slew of profanity under my breath, whilst reminding myself it would only get me into trouble to punch him. I seemed to have to remind myself of that a lot these days.

"Watch out where you're going nerd." He spit. As you've probably figured out, I hated stereotypes, so him calling me a nerd did not go over well with me.

"Watch out where I'm going? Well you can shove it up y -" Before I could say something I would regret, Dez put his hand over my mouth to shut me up. I tried to wriggle out of his grasp but he was stronger than he looked. "Let me go!" I tried to mumble but it only sounded like jibberish.

Austin continued walking and his quote 'girlfriend' hung on to his arm whispering things to him about me. I think I just spit up in my mouth a little. Kiera - his girlfriend- had always been kind of the queen bee at school. Just like all of the other girls at school she packed on her makeup and wore slurry clothes. Once again, so very cliche.

When they were out of sight Dez let me go. I stuck my tongue out at him to show my disliking at his actions. Now, Dez was quite the character. He wore bright colored clothes which completely clashed with his messy red hair. His personality, was, well, very colorful, just like his style. That was one of the things that drew me to him though. He wasn't the least bit concerned with anything anyone said about him.

"You should be thanking me. You've already gotten in trouble enough this year. Let's make it through the semester without getting suspended. I'll admit, I have a bit of an anger problem. The only reason it's there though is to protect me from getting hurt. I got angry enough that I ignored very other feeling. Don't judge me for being so cruel, judge the world for making me that way.

"I guess..." I mumbled. He gave me a big toothy grin and Trish just rolled her eyes. She grabbed him by the arm.

"C'mon idiot we have to get to class." With that they left me alone. The halls were starting to clear out so I supposed I needed to go to.

My first few classes were just normal. All of the basics. My next class was this new thing the school thought was essential for our futures. The class of Life. I don't know if they thought it was clever or something that might draw students to come to our school or what, but they had it. I actually kind of liked it though. The teacher, Mr. Dawkins, was really cool.

I walked in and took my seat, not right in the middle, but just a little bit closer to the front. It was the perfect place to not get noticed. I had Trish in this class, which was a plus. But then I had Austin in here as well which just spoiled it.

He sat in the back, which perfectly suited his bad boy aura. His usual position was slouched back in his chair, twirling his pencil as girls stared at him instead of paying attention. It made my blood boil.

Mr. Dawkins had us all sit down. He continued to prop him self on his desk and just stand there for a moment. "Class, I'm happy to announce we will be starting our semester projects tomorrow. I'm very excited about them." He gave a sly smile. Everyone leaned up in their seats to hear him.

"I like to call it 'Project Wonderwall' " the whole class looked at him confused. " I see the look on your faces of iinterest. Wonderwall means to be completely infatuated with someone, to think about them all the time. From that information could anyone guess what this project is?"

He gave a moment for someone to raise their hands. "Nobody? Well for this, I will assign you a partner who you will get to know, from there outer shell, to their innermost troubles that nobody has been able to get out of them."

I leaned back in my seat. The idea scared me to be honest. I didn't want anyone to know me. Much less a stranger whom most likely I didn't like.

" I haven't just randomly paired you up either. I've studied each of you throughout the year and have decided which of your personalities will mix in a very interesting way. This project will count for a third of your semester grade. At the end of it, you will get up in front of the entire school and explain your feelings about that person as well as writing an essay. I will grade depending on the level of emotion and intimacy you talk about them with." He paused waiting for that to sink in for everyone. "Ok, now, the partners."

I sat nervously waiting for him to announce my name. I never really got stressed out over projects but this one really was getting to me. Even the thought of it.

The mention of my name brought me out of my thoughts. I sat erect in my desk. His fingers traced the paper.

"Ally Dawson," He paused and looked up then back at his paper. "And Austin

Booyahhhhhh so yeah that first chapter just happened. I have to say I'm really excited for this story. I think it's got star power, it's going places! Lol no idk.

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