Just started. First Fanfic. Let me know what you think? You like? Auslly Love Story

I tapped my pen on my wooden desk in the front of the class to the tic toc of the clock - . . My thoughts seemed to echo and time seemed to move a little i can think about is the night we kissed."Ally!-could you stop that." I snapped back into reality. "Sorry" My face turns beet red, I apologize to Trish and she returns to her mid-class slumber.

I examine the classroom. Austin is asleep behind me, with his head buried underneath his hoodie and a few tufts of messy blonde hair peeking out from underneath, and Dez is shuffling a deck of cards nonchalantly behind a sleeping Trish. Half the class is asleep and the other half is pre-occupied with gum and hair and phones - of course. Mr. McHenry continues to scribble illegible notes on the whiteboard and the expo marker squeaks with every stroke he makes. He mumbles on about World War 2 oblivious to his inattentive students. I don't feel like myself not paying attention, but this is the only class that I can't seem to keep my eyes open in.

The bell rings and the there is a combination of gasps and clacking desks from those who were scared awake. I pack up my stuff and turn to wake up Trish who did not awake at the sound of the bell. I nudge her arm and she lifts her head of kinky curls and rubs her eyes. I turn to wake up Austin but he is already up and stretching. "Did you have a good night sleep?" I joke. He picks up his backpack and replies."As i matter of fact I did, Thank you very much." We both let out a little chuckle and we all continue to the hallway.

We were kind of the cool gang. We always walked with me and Trish in the middle and Austin and Dez on either side. Whenever we walked in the hallway littered with posters and flyers, people whispered. About us or classes, or lunch table, our outfits, our lockers, everything. Everyone was nice but there's always those people who are jealous and seek our ruin. We always chatted and laughed when we walked in the Hallway, today was no different. "Oh my gosh! I could shoot myself in Mr. McHenry's class!" Dez laughs " i memorized the order of my deck 3 times!" he holds up the deck of cards. Austin Shrugs "I have to say though, it's a pretty good time for napping, third period right before lunch, no complaints here." We all laugh and make our way into the cafeteria. Trish and Dez bring their lunch but before I can even ask Austin offers to go with me into the line. He holds my hand on the way there and memories come flooding into my head. The day we kissed, the Christmas party, it's all clear as day. He does these things that make me think I like him but then when I oblige I get hurt, and I over-analize.

Why would he hold my hand if he didn't like me? Why would he offer out of nowhere to follow me through the line? Why would he kiss me like he did a year ago? Because were just friends. That answer isn't fulfilling to me, Why would he do all those things if he only wanted to be my friend. Friends don't kiss and then act like it never happened.