Okay guys, I know I've done a story about Ally going to a boarding school before, but this one will be different. I deleted the other one due to the fact that it wasn't very popular; hopefully this one will get a better response:)

Also, I know that I have a lot of stories that need updating at the moment, but once I get an idea, I have to write it down. As you know, I do eventually get round to updating everything, and I do try to update all of my stories as soon as possible. If you really want a certain story updated, PM me.

Disclaimer: I don't own Austin & Ally

Chapter 1

I walk downstairs, suitcase in hand. The thumping of the wheels echoes around the house with each step I go down. I halt at the front door, placing my suitcase down next to my sister's luggage.

You see, today is the day that me and my sister leave our everyday lives in Miami, and travel to California. Our parents have enrolled us into Moon Coast Academy (1). Apparently, it was either there, or being home-schooled while travelling around Texas for some sort of convention. My parents are admirers of the musical arts, or in other words; love music.

"You ready then?" My dad asks, as I place myself in a seat at the table.

"Ready as I'll ever be." I sigh, nodding in gratitude as my mum hands me a glass of orange juice.

"Well, I'm excited!" My sister, Alyssa exclaims, hppily. I roll my eyes at her enthusiasm. Of course she's excited; she thinks that high school life is like it is on TV or in the movies. She is starting her Freshman year in a few weeks; the same time I go into my Junior year.

My mother must notice my eye roll, as she tuts, which means she is about to start one of her many lectures. "You know Ally, you could be a bit more like your sister. At least she is grateful for the fact that we are sending you to one of the most prestigious schools out there!-" I cut her off. I know, very rude of me. But, if I didn't, there would be no telling when she would actually stop talking.

"Alyssa is only excited because she thinks that it is going to be like you see it in the movies. Well reality check, it isn't." I state, a little harshly.

"You only think that because you aren't popular. In fact, you are so unpopular, that everyone actually walks away when they see you coming! Yeah, I've read your little diary thing!" Alyssa declares, smirking near the end.

In that moment, all I want to do is slap that smirk off of her face. She has always been like this; never respecting the fact that 'Keep Out' means exactly that. Even when I put a sign on my door telling people to stay out, she wouldn't. And I accepted that. But my diary?! That is just too far.

I stand up, causing the chair to make an unpleasant screeching noise on the floor, and storm out. I don't want to give my sister the satisfaction of seeing me cry. Even though she is younger than me, she is certainly more confident. I should be the one who is loud and assertive, not her. I shouldn't be the one who hides behind my little sister, waiting for her to speak up for me.

Once I am out of the kitchen, I grab my suitcase and the car keys, and decide to wait in the car. As much as I don't want to go to this boarding school, waiting in the car seems better than getting ridiculed by Alyssa.

I place my suitcase in the back lazily and get in, before slamming the door. I grab my songbook/diary from my travel bag along with a pen, and open it to a fresh page.

Dear Songbook/Diary,

My sister has done it again! She has managed to annoy me, like she always does. Apparently, she has been reading through here, looking at all of my secrets. Typical Alyssa. I would never of put it past her. And to top it all off, today I have to go to some boarding school in California, with my sister. Of course she thinks that her experience is going to be like the movies; she has always been one to ignore reality. But sometimes, you have to wake up and realise, not everything will go your way. Okay, I am beginning to sound a bit deep.

On a happier note, I heard that people in different years aren't aloud to share a room in this school. Hopefully, I won't have to speak to Alyssa too much, and she will leave me alone. If she thinks high school is so easy, let her figure it out on her own. I can't wait until she comes crying to me when everything goes wrong. Wow, that was harsh of me to say.

Anyway, I better go now..

Love always,

Ally x

"She's writing in that thing again." I hear Alyssa tell my parents, as she buckles up her seat belt. When did they get in here?

I just ignore her, and place my songbook/diary back into my travel bag, along with the pen, and zip it up.

We all sit in silence for about 2 minutes of the journey, until I scoff.

"What?" Alyssa asks, turning to me.

"Nothing." I reply, innocently.

"No really, what is it?" She questions, with a fake smile plastered on her face.

"Well, not that I was expecting one, but I've noticed that you haven't given me an apology."

"For what?" I roll my eyes at this. Did she really just ask that?!

"Oh I don't know! Maybe because you read through my personal diary, and insulted me back at home! But then again, that is typical Alyssa." I state, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I'm sorry!" She cries, sarcastically. "Are you happy now?"

"Very." I nod, satisfied. Her apology wasn't much, but it was definitely better than nothing at all.

The rest of the journey is silent, with the occasional small talk every now and then.

When we get there, I can see the grand structure through the trees. I try to peer through them as we drive, but it isn't a very clear view. From what I can see, it is very luxurious.

"We're here!" My dad announces, as we park up on the stoney driveway.

"Great." I mumble, sarcastically under my breath.

A perky woman comes teetering out in her heels, greeting my parents who are waiting by the car. She has her blonde hair up into a bun, with a few loose strands hanging down. She is wearing a pencil skirt with a blouse, though she doesn't look too smartly dressed. A smile is stretched across her face, as she shakes my parent's hands.

"Welcome!" I hear her greet them, though it is a little muffled because I am still in the car.

I decide to get out and say 'hello', it seems like the polite thing to do.

"Ah! You must be Ally." She smiles, perkily.

"Yes. You must be Mrs Moon." I smile back, shaking her hand.

"Oh please, call me Mimi!" She insists, releasing from the handshake. I just smile at her request, and nod. "And where is Alyssa?" She asks.

"She is still in the car. She isn't as sociable as Ally." My mum replies.

"It's fine! My son is the same; though he is Ally's age. I wish he was as mature as Ally." She announces, making my parents beam in pride.

"You have a son?" My mum asks her.

"Yes. He goes to this school, obviously. His name is Austin." She turns to me. "You might see him in a few of your classes when the semester starts Ally."

"I will look out for him." I reply, politely.

My parents manage to get Alyssa out of the car, along with our suitcases, and say goodbye; before driving off. I can hear the crunch of the stones as the car zooms off into the distance. Me and my sister just stare at eachother, before we follow Mimi into the main office. She gives us our room numbers, locker numbers, timetables, and an information booklet, before letting us go.

Me and my sister instantly go our separate ways, not even bothering to say goodbye. Not that I care anyway. I walk towards my house using the map that I was given earlier. Basically, each year has their own house; two houses per year. Boys in one house, girls in the other. It has your standard rooms; like a kitchen, living room, bathroom, and obviously, rooms. Each room has a number, so we know which is ours. You share your room with 1 other person, and you share the house with 10; including yourself. There is a very small number of students, considering the size of the school. Apparently, there is only a limited of number of people per year, and that is why me and my sister were lucky to get in.

As I approach the front door of my house, I take a deep breath. Obviously I am nervous; I mean, who wouldn't be? I am about to meet 9 girls who may or may not want to make the rest of my school life a living nightmare.

I turn the key I was given in the lock, and open the door cautiously; it creaks as it opens. I look at my surroundings; the stairs are opposite the door, and there are a few doors leading into other rooms near the left side of the stairs.

"Guys, someone is here!" I hear a girl shout from the living room. 9 girls all come rushing out at once, staring at me. I just smile and wave, awkwardly.

"Who are you?" One of the girls asks.

"I'm Ally Dawson, I'm new here." I smile.

"I'm Trish." A curly-haired Latina girl states, smiling at me. "This is Holly," She tells me, pointing at a brown-haired girl, with pink dip-dye, and green eyes. "Paula," She gestures towards a petite, short-haired girl, with grey eyes. "Jenna," Jenna has light brown hair, and dark blue eyes. "Tori," She has dark red hair, a pale complexion, and light brown eyes. "Yasmin," Yasmin has dark hair, and green-blue eyes. "Lola," She has blonde hair, with grey-blue eyes. "Gina," She has long, wavy hair, with blue dip-dye, and brown eyes. "And this is Cassidy." Trish finishes, gesturing towards a girl with blonde hair, and blue eyes.

"I'm pretty sure we are capable of introducing ourselves!" The girl I now know as Tori, states.

"Yeah, well I did it for you!" Trish replies.

"It's nice to meet you all!" I smile, trying to stop a fight from forming. They all turn to me, smiling, and saying their 'hello's'.

"You're sharing a room with me!" Holly tells me, before pulling me upstairs with her.

I walk into my new room, and see two beds. One side of the room is decorated with black wallpaper with pink flowers on, a beanbag, and a dressing table; I'm guessing that's Holly's side of the room. I look to the other side; the walls are a light purple, with delicate silver flowers lightly brushed here and there. There is also a dressing table, and a desk.

"That's still decorated from the last girl who came here." Holly tells me, plopping down onto her beanbag.

"Oh okay." I reply, before walking over to my side, and placing my suitcase and bags down. "Why are both sides of the room decorated differently?" I ask her, but I get no response. I turn around, to find Holly listening to some very loud rock music through her headphones. I just turn back around, and begin to unpack my things.

I place my tops, skirts, trousers, and jumpers into the drawers that are across from my bed. I put my shoes next to the drawers, lining them up neatly. The rest of my things; socks, underwear etc., I fold up, and put into another drawer in the chest of drawers.

Once I have fully unpacked everything, I wander downstairs to see what the other girls are up to. I walk into the living room, to see them all sitting on two separate sofas.

"Ally, come and sit here!" Trish smiles, waving me over. I do as I am asked, and sit next to Trish and Yasmin. Everyone seems to be either watching TV, or leaning over Cassidy to see what she is doing.

"What's going on?" I ask Yasmin, confused.

"Cassidy is texting her crush, Austin." She answers, simply.

"You mean the owner's son?"

"Yeah. She thinks that she has a chance with him!"

"Hey! I do have a chance with him! We talk all of the time!" Cassidy states, defensively.

"Whatever." Yasmin rolls her eyes.

Even though a few of the girls have been a bit off with eachother, I can tell that they all get on pretty well; which is good. I can tell I am going to like it here; more than I first thought.

Please tell me what you think! Is this even worth a review?

Stay Rossome!

(1) I honestly couldn't think of a better name than that. It sounds familiar though, so if it is real or someone else has used that name, I don't own it.