(A/N) I am so excited for this story, I don't even know how to explain. I think It's going to be one of my best stories. The idea really came from an actual project I was doing last year and that's really where the inspiration for it was from. And for some reason I wanted to fit Austin and Ally in there and just give it a try. So boom.

Chapter One:

Austin. Austin Moon. My best friend. Marino High's golden boy. My bestfriend. Starr Record's recording artist. Did I mention my bestfriend? Since fifth grade, actually. We've been inseperable from the moment we met. I guess you could say we've always had a special kind of bond.

He was the peanut butter to my jelly. He was the Dean to my Sam. I was the Juliet to his Romeo. Well minus the whole "in love" thing and the dying at the end part…Okay so maybe I should use better analogies. But moving on. I guess you understand that no matter what, we would always need each other because we completed each other. Not in that way though, we're just friends is all.

Now, who am I? Allyson Dawson. Ally for shorts. Petite with brunette locks and ombre highlights. My mom says I have eyes that look like little dripplets of chocolate but I seem to differ. I'm around 5'2 and seventeen years of age. My wardrobe hasn't always been exactly trendy or whatever they call it. I'm just me. Plain Jane. I like to keep it simple.

It was just another day of being a senior at Marino High. Pretending to be interested as the teacher constantly bickers about misconduct and relatively nothing no one really cares about. Almost every class, it's just lecture after lecture after lecture. Yeah sure, I do my work and I keep my status up as a goody goody but that's only because the faster everything goes the faster I'm out of this hellhole. The truth was I hated school just as much as anyone else did.

It was just another lame excuse to keep teenagers in check and try to take control of our lives. It was just another burden.

I walked in through the big red wooden double doors and stepped into my demise.

"Ally!"

"Alls!"

"Allyson!"

"Als!"

People said as I walked by. I guess being friends with the "Austin Moon" had it's perks. I wasn't exactly popular or at least I didn't consider myself to be. I was just the girl that everyone knew and had no problems with. I was the class sweetheart or so they say.

Finally after my greets to everyone, I jolted slowly towards my locker. Opening it slowly after unlocking the lock around it. My locker was covered with alot of different things that made me feel at home.

Like Austin's whistle necklace. It was something really special to him but for some reason he felt it'd do better for me so he gave it to me on my sixteenth birthday. Which himself infact planned and organized, just him.

I know what you are thinking. Wow, he'd go all out for me. He would. Of course because I'd do the same for him. It's an Austin and Ally thing.

Some other things that were plastered on my wall were various photos of Team Austin.

Team Austin consists of Me, him, Trish and Dez. They are our two other best friends. I've known Trish pratically all my life. She knows the most about me. Things that no one else will ever know. Not even Austin. And Dez is well…Dez. He's a pretty interesting person. You can't miss him.

The picture was taken about a year ago at WaterPark Saviour. Austin was trying to get me to go down this huge big swirly slide but I refused. I mean the slide was atleast 32 feet tall so you got to give me a break. I'm not exactly a huge fan of my own fears so I'm really stubborn sometimes. Believe it or not I actually went down the slide but he went with me and then, the second we got off the slide that picture was taken.

We all had some pretty crazy memories. We were so full of shenanigans there's too many to name. So I'll just leave that to your imagination.

Back to reality, A voice quivered over my neck the second I took my books out my locker and it made me shudder a little.

"Good morning." The voice whispered raspily.

It was obviously no one other than the blond headed bafoon himself.

His hair fell just right all the time like he didn't even care. Eyes were a bright hazelnut and our height difference was undeniably adorable.

His strong arms wrapped around my waist as I screeched playfully and he spun me around for a tight embrace and I softly murmured back to him. "Good morning, Austin." I ruffled my hand through his golden locks.

He pulled back for a second. "Hey not the hair! Anything but the hair."

I just fell into a soft fit of laughter. "Sorry, Sorry. I forgot. No touching the hair." I said airquoting around the word of the forbidden.

"My hair is very important to me." He said as he moved over to open his locker.

"And I'm not?" I said fakely pouting.

He just chuckled and shoved me in a playful manner. "Of course you are, Dawson. You're my number one and don't forget that."

I smiled widely and rose my eyebrows up. "Number one what?"

He soon caught on to what I was doing. "Girl. Bestfriend. Partner. Did I mention bestfriend?"

I rolled my eyes and nodded. "I think we mention the word bestfriend so much it has no more meaning to it." I closed my locker and started to walk off with him by my side.

"Well, for one. We're definitely beyond that." He said lasping his hand through his backpack and smirking slightly as we headed off to class.

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We had Family Consumer Sciences III for first period. Probably my favorite class, hands down. Our teacher was Miss Turnage. She was in her middle twenties. Everyone adored her, maybe because she was the best teacher throughout the whole school

She understood us.

Hell she was one of us.

I took my seat at the corner of the class as usual and Austin took a seat next to me.

Miss Turnage arrived in class about exactly a few moments later as everyone else took their seats.

"Good morning, Class." She said smiling more wider than usual. "How was your spring break?"

"Epic!"

"Lame!

"Alright."

"I fucked so many girls!"

The whole classed laughed as various people shouted out.

"Good to hear. And you better have used protection." She said specifically to the person of that last comment.

"Speaking of sexual interaction. My lesson today pertains quite well to that subject. Have any of you ever wondered if the opposite sex could take more interaction than they could handle?"

The whole class murmured different things. Some saying yes and some just completely lost.

"Ever wonder whether a girl could hold off longer than a guy? A guy longer off than a girl?" Miss Turnage said turning away from her desk to face the chalkboard.

"I've come up with a rather interesting way to determine such questions." She began to mark on the board the phrase 'Battle of The Sexes.'

I shot a glance at Austin and saw that he was fixated on everything Miss Turnage was saying which really didn't catch me by surprise.

Boys live for sex. Girls could totally last off longer than boys.

She spoke up once again. "This is how this will go. I will partner you up. Boy, Girl. Just to make it more interesting. You will have a month right before graduation. This will be your final grade for the year. Your job for you and your partner is to determine the answer to these questions."

I nodded mentally in my head, hoping that I wouldn't get assigned with some doofus.

"I am not responsible for any kind of funny business that occurs within this project. It's simple. All you're really asking yourself is, 'Can girls or boys last longer without sex?' That is all. Make a hypothesis and test it." She said leaning against her desk.

"Boys can. Girls are always hoping for some dick. We just give it to them." Dallas, one of the jocks from the back said.

All the boys in the class nodded their heads and agreed. Even Austin.

"No way! Girls save themselves for the right guy. Boys are always jumping at the chance for some." Cassidy, a good friend of mine said.

All the girls agreed even me.

"Okay! This is a good start. Excellent, so now you all get my point." Miss Turnage said smiling. "Now for partners." She grabbed her clipboard. "I've choosen who I think this could fit perfectly with."

"Brooke Daniels and Trent Matthews."

"Cassidy Peters and Dallas Michaels."

Both Cassidy and Dallas popped up in unison. "What?!"

Everyone laughed. They were exes, talk about awkward.

"Kira Starr and Elliot Roberts."

"Trish Delarosa and Dez Worthy."

I laughed a little under breath. Those two absolutely hated each other's guts.

"…And Allyson Dawson and Austin Moon."

Wait…

I was snapped out of thoughts. Did she just say?

"Yep." Austin said laughing. We're partners."

Guess I was thinking out loud again…

"This oughta be fun." He said nudging me and I sighed.

"Yeah I guess so." I murmured.

Or not.