The Other Side

Chapter One- In the beginning…

My name is Allyson Dawson, but everyone calls me Ally, well… Ally, nerd, freak, geek and looser. Your choice really. I go Marino's school of the arts, I got in because of a scholarship a few years ago because of a music assignment I did. The first time I saw the uniform for the school I was in love. I had never worn a uniform for school before but because it was so posh we were made to. Boys wore black trousers, but you could get away with jeans, a white shirt which the school made which had the school badge on the front and depending on your major, a little symbol on the collar. Music majors got music notes, dance majors had a pair of ballet shoes and drama majors had the happy and sad masks. Girls had to wear a pleated black skirt with a white shirt tucked in. Everyone had to wear a slim black tie and black shows. You had to do all three classes along with normal subject for the first three year and then you get to choose what you major in. You still have to do the other two but you don't have as much work or have to focus as much in them. I of course, major in music.

Ever since I came to Marino's school of the arts, I've never been very popular. I have a few friends, Trish, Dallas, Dez and Cassidy. That's it really. Its not that I'm extremely unpopular, but there is a group who hate my guts. Everyone calls them "Superstar jerks", their practically the popular people who think they have everything, and honestly, the kinda do. Their rich, they didn't have to get into the school using a scholarship like most people, their ridiculously talented and practically perfect, oh, and absolute assholes.

"Geekwad Dawson!" Trent says as he swings around, slamming his back on my locker. Geekwad Dawson was a new one. Trent was part of the "superstar jerks" I knew him when we were freshman and at first he seemed really nice, we even worked together on a science project once. But then he started going to the gym a lot and started hanging with a new group of people. His ego got huge and he's been a jerk ever since. "How's life"

"It'd be a whole lot better if you weren't in my way" I sigh, throwing my brown messenger bag over my shoulder, showing him I wanted to leave.

"Oh come on now. There's no need to be so rude"

"Nope, there really isn't, but still you insist on doing it" I sigh, starting to walk away from him, not even caring that the books I needed for next period were still in my locker. I didn't get far before I heard the rest of the group join Trent gather like a herd of hyenas at my locker.

"Aw Trent, did you get shot down by dorky Dawson?" I hear Tilly say. Tilly had always been a bitch, she came here and signed up for cheerleading, she was the youngest person to ever enter the squad, then she moved up to cheer captain the next year, she wouldn't let you forget it. She was a dance major, luckily she was in the advanced class while I had always been stuck in beginner so I never had to put up with her mocking voice.

"You can do better than that bitch anyway" says another voice, it belonged to the talented, and two faced, Brooke. Surprising thing is, we actually used to be best friends. We knew each other in elementary school and were inseparable! We had sleepovers every weekend, people actually used to think we were twins since we always tried to dress in matching clothes when we were young. We shared a love of music, so when I got chosen for a scholarship and she didn't, she couldn't take it. For my last month at home she completely turned against me. Spreading rumours around the school about me. She had her parents pay to get her into the school a year later and she's never tried to be friends again.

When Brooke joined she instantly had a reputation. She was caught in a compromising positing in the janitors closet with an athletics teacher. He luckily got fired and she got let off with a warning. Ever since then she's been dating the worst person in the world. The person who I despise more then Trent, Tilly and Brooke put together…

"What's going on?"… Austin Moon.

"Dick-head Dawson is showing off how hard she is. She's being a complete bitch to Trent" Brooke says like a small child. I didn't turn around but I could tell she was pouting her lips like a five year old who hasn't got their way.

"Really. I'm surprised a prude like that could be rude" he says, I could hear the smirk on his lips. Okay, yes, I was a virgin and I hadn't done anything with a guy, fuck, I hadn't even kissed a guy before, but that doesn't mean I was a prude. I didn't wear my skirt so short it showed off my ass like Tilly and Brooke did, and I didn't purposely get a shirt that was a size to small to show off my boobs, but it didn't make me a prude… did it?

"She'll get what she deserves eventually" Tilly says with a giggle. Its hard to believe that such a sweet and innocent sounding person could be so horrible.

"I bet her dad must be so disappointed that he only has her left, not that he's fully sane anyway" I hear Austin say. I usually don't rise to anything these guys say, I try to rise about them, but it sends a shiver down my spine when they talk about my dad. Ever since the accident with my mom he hasn't been right. It was only 8 months ago so I can understand, but when that bastard dares to talk about my dad, I want to walk up to him and kick him right where it hurts. And Cassidy can see that, she spots me from the other end of the hall and runs straight up to me, wrapping her arms around me, trying to distract me.

"Don't rise to them" she say as calmly as possible.

"Their walking about my dad" I say, clenching my fists around her oversized shirt.

"Their not worth it. Just move away. Come on, we'll go find Dez" she says, letting go of me so we can walk together.

"I think their definitely lesbians" Brooke whispers purposely loud.

"If I ever get the chance" I whisper to Cassidy. "I will smack her"

"And I'll be stood right next to you when you do" she says and we both burst out laughing.

We aren't able to find Dez before the bell rings for first period.

"Your lucky, you'll get to see Dez in dance" since the two of them were

dance majors they got to see each other in lessons everyday, Trish and Dallas were both drama majors so they got to see each other as well. I was the only music major so my lessons involved me sitting by myself in the corner, keeping to myself, which in a way was helpful since I could concentrate on what I wanted to do. The only problem with my music lessons were the other students…

"Okay" Mrs Ramona says when we are all sat in our seats ready for the class to start. "Before your week of you finished your technical exam and I am pleased to say that most of you passed!" which is answered from a cheer from most of the students. "So this term we are starting a new project. It is going to be composition, performance and event holding. You're going to be put into partners and the two of you will have to work together to create a song, which you will then perform in an event we will set up as a class. Does this make sense to everyone?" the room is silent but everyone is nodding their heads to show they understand. "Okay, any questions about what we'll be doing?" several hands shoot up.

"Does the composition have to be a certain genre of music?"

"No, it can be any genre you and your partner agree on"

"Does the piece have to be performed at the event?"

"Well, I guess you could perform it before the event, but it will have to be performed at the event as well because that's what you will be graded on"

"Do we get to choose our pairs?"

"No. I have a list of who's partnered with who. I'll read it out now…"

"Tris and Matt. Lex and Rachel. Bri and Luke…" she goes through most of the class and my name isn't called out yet. There are only four people left. 2 of them I could bare with…

"Please, no, please, no…"

"Austin and Ally"

Fuck my life.