You turned my world upside down;n Chapter 1 - New schools and New Songs
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This is and idea that's been going round my head for a while just bare with me. I'm not too sure where I'm going with it. But I hope you like it.
PROLOGUE:
ALLY POV;
I never was one for the girly clothing and all the make-up. I was never one to believe in love at first sight. Heck I didn't even believe in love. I thought love was just a fairy tale that only exists in books and films. I never expected to fall head first in it. But that all changed when I met Austin. He turned my world upside down. Just by one look I was mesmerised.
Chapter One; The first encounter;
ALLY POV;
I'm Allyson Marie Dawson. You probably don't know me. I'm the girl who sits at the back of the classroom. I'm the one who never raises her hand. I'm the one who's constantly writing in my song book, whether that be for new song ideas or just my thoughts and feelings. I am the girl who will avoid anyone because I have horrible stage freight whether I'm on stage or not. I'm the girl who only has one best friend, Trish. I'm the girl that you barely notice. But that's the way I like it.
My alarm went off at 6 'o' clock. I grabbed my glasses and shoved them on my face then I looked on my bedside table and just like I expected, there laid a list of chores that needed to be done before I set off to school. You see my father died when I was young, I don't really remember much about him. My mother remarried thinking that I needed some sort of male influence. His name was Matt, he always insisted on me calling him Dad when he and my Mum got together, I did but least to say I wasn't happy about it, because he never was and never will be my Dad. Anyway about 8 years later when I was 12 my mother died in a car crash, so naturally Matt became my new guardian, but soon after my Mother died I came to find that the whole caring step father act was literally just an act. He became violent towards me and made me do all the chores. Soon after this all started his children's Mother was admitted to a mental institution. Not surprising once you meet the children, but naturally they moved in with us. So not only did I know have to cook and clean for him but his children too. He was a well off news anchor but I didn't get a cent out of him for all the work I did to keep the house clean. I had to work at my mum's music store Sonic Boom, the only thing she made sure she left to me. That's how I made my money. Sometimes I'd sleep there over night just to escape him. But he soon found out and made sure that he would stop me from this so when I cam back he'd beat me more than usual. He would beat me to a pulp. So I eventually stopped. His children walk around the place in designer label and when they miss out on one thing they class them selves as hard done by, and there's me walking around in hand-me downs from my cousin or walking around in my mothers old clothes. I couldn't spend any money from sonic boom on clothes because I was saving up for college, there is no way I'm going stay here for much longer. I've put up with it for 5 years and that's long enough.
I got out of bed and picked up my list of chores. Same routine everyday, I suppose you eventually get used to it. I grabbed my dressing gown, putting it on as I walked down the four flights of stairs to the ground floor. I walked into the kitchen and started on the girls lunches. To me they were both evil bitches but every time I'm out of line towards them Matt hits me not that it really matters if I've upset someone or because he'll hit me any way just ten times harder if I've done something wrong. I started to put some things in clear boxes for their lunches, hiding some chocolate and some other sandwiches I had made in the pocket of my dressing gown. Then I made a start on the living room and other rooms I'm told to clean.
An hour and a half later I had finished so I walked back upstairs and started to get ready for school. I slipped on my long sleeve grey sweat shirt, to cover up my bruises and a pair of ripped jeans with my grey converses. I shoved my hair up in a pony tail and grabbed my bag. I shoved the sandwiches and chocolate and my homework into my bag and proceeded out the door. I put my hand on the door handle when I felt a sharp pain go through my shoulder. I turned around to see Matt standing there smirking at me. He then walked off without saying a word, I guess it's just something I've got used to. Being slapped before I go to school with no apparent reason. School is my only way out. The girls go to a private school so going to the high school down the road was actually quite appealing, not having to deal with them all day. The only other escape I had from this apart from school was my music. Music was a way for me to put my feeling out there, it was a way for me to feel like none of this was real and I was just living in a twisted story and soon I was going to get my happy ending. In an ideal world Matt would be put in prison and the girls would be sent to boarding school and my Mum would come back into my life saying that Matt forced her out and that she didn't actually die. But of course that only happens in the fairy tales, this is real life and I have to put up with it until I turn 18 and go to college.
I walked leisurely to school. As I went through the doors it was nice knowing that I won't have to deal with anyone else for a while yet because there was another hour until class started. I also got here early to stop any further beatings from Matt. I walked into the music room and settled down at the piano and opened my book at the page with the song I had started writing lyrics to last night, I just had to sort out the melody for it. So far for the lyrics I have;
Always feeling like a joke
Never goes away,
Makes me feel completely broke,
And makes go despair.
You like to say that sometimes,
Life never changes,
Things may sometimes look the same,
But life just rearranges.
started to flow out of me with the melody. The door flew open and Trish walked over to me. I looked at the clock and my eyes grew wide when I saw there was only 15 minutes till class started. Trish walked over to me and said "New song?"
"Yeah. Just a few new things I'm playing about with." I stated simply.
"Well it sounds pretty good. You know you should really try performing some your songs because they're really good."
"You know I can't. As much as I'd love to perform the songs I write, I just can't. You know how bad my stage fright is."
"Yeah. Its just a shame no one gets to hear your amazing voice. Will you play me the song?"
"Sure. At least I'm not shy in front of you."
I started singing,
Always feeling like a joke
Never goes away,
Makes me feel completely broke,
And makes go despair.
You like to say that sometimes,
Life never changes,
Things may sometimes look the same,
But life just rearranges.
Living with you is like...
Living in a war zone,
Feeling battered and confused,
Wish I didn't have to stay,
Always feeling bruised.
What happened to everything
You seemed to used to be
(All the joy you used to bring
Seems to have disappeared.) x2
"Wow. "
"Let's go before we're late for class."
"We still have five minutes and our class isn't that far away."
"Ok ok."
We walked out the classroom and headed our first class, European History with Mr. Docking. I took at seat at the back of the class and took out my song book, text book and notebook. I continued writing the song until the bell went.
AUSTIN POV;
"Ok, so remind me again, a. Why I have to go back to high school. And b. Why I am here half an hour before this school is even meant to start?" I asked Dez
"Well you have to go back to high school to straighten out your image. If your seen as a dick head then you land not only your record label in shit but it also makes me your manager look bad. And we're here this early because we need you to be seen by as little paparazzi as possible and I want to get rid of you as quickly as possible before you start to piss me off and I get annoyed." He replied well that kind of stung a bit.
"Ok." Was all I said back before staring out the window, watching as we passed all the houses on the way to the high school. We stopped outside a relatively old looking building a bit worn down. I mentally groaned. I know this is my home town and all but I just don't see the need for me to go to a run down high school.
I walked through the doors and went and found my locker. I enter the combination, would the thing open. Of course not that'd be too easy. I re-enter it and re-entered it so many times that I lost count after the hundredth time. Ok maybe I'm exaggerating a little bit. "Fuck off you stupid fucking locker!" I exclaimed before punching it and then the fucking thing cam open didn't it. I put a few books in there before closing it again. Then I heard the faint sound of talking so I followed where the sound was coming from. I was about to enter when a girl said "You know I can't. As much as I'd love to perform the songs I write, I just can't. You know how bad my stage fright is."
"Yeah. Its just a shame no one gets to hear your amazing voice. Will you play me the song?" Another girl from inside the room said.
"Sure. At least I'm not shy in front of you." Then she started to play the piano. It was enchanting but the most amazing part of it was her voice it was hypnotising. The music stopped and the girls started talking again. Just as I was about to enter they left the room out the other door. I just stood there slightly mesmerised. She was just so... There aren't even words that could describe what she's like.
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Well what do you think? I'm not too sure where this will go but who knows? I'm not too sure how long till I update again. Review please and tell me what you think.