Austin and Ally- 10 dates

Chapter 5

"Ally will you stop being so over dramatic!" Trish snapped loudly while rummaging through my wardrobe for a nice pair of heels. I simply ignored her and continued to lie lifelessly on my bed, while imagining my English teacher, Mr Bookson, drowning in a giant bowl of used toilet water. Ah the beautiful world of imagination. Now you might be wondering why happy, and usually perky Ally Dawson was lying lifelessy on her bed, plotting her English Teacher's sudden andaccidental demise.

Don't start jumping to conclusions and thinking I had gone bananas or something, that wasn't the case. You see a few days ago, I did an English exam which is worth a big amount of my final grade. I studied like crazy! It was so insane I don't think I ate for 16 hours straight one day. Don't judge me I have a serious studying problem. Really! Well anyway, I thought the test went pretty well and today we got our results. When I saw mine- well lets just say I almost passed out.

"Ally Dawson, ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?!" Trish's voice echoed through the room, snapping me out of my thoughts. I sat up quickly and focused on my best friend, who was glaring at me like some kind of ferocious wild animal. Seriously, that girl could be down right scary sometimes.

"Sorry Trish, what did you say?" I asked sheepishly, while trying to stop myself giggling from comparing Trish to a wild animal. I don't know how you would imagine it, but I just picture that giant gorilla from the King Kong movie with Trish's head. That would be HILARIOUS! You know, except for the part where the gorilla dies... Darn! Only I could make a hilarious topic instantly awkward.

Trish rolled her eyes in frustration at my response before replying. "I said, stop being such a drama queen, just because you got a-"

"NO! Don't say it Trish, that letter is forbidden! I bet we could go a whole day without saying the letter C!" I exclaimed crazily while clumsily standing from the bed. Wait a minute-

"Nice Job dimwit, you just said the forbidden letter," Trish smirked with a chuckle while I face pamled in embarrassment. Darn it! So now you all know- I, Allyson Dawson (There is no way I'm giving you my middle name, ha!) got a C on my English paper. And what's worse? It wasn't even a C+, IT WAS A C-! A FREAKING C-! Go ahead, judge me and my poor English skills.

"That's not fair Trish, I wasn't ready!" I replied childishly with a very visible pout on my face. Trish snickered with an amused shake of her head, before returning quickly to the wardrobe to find me a nice jacket to match my heels.

"What are you, 5?" She murmered quietly with a subtle eye roll. I wish! If I was 5, I wouldn't have boring only Mr Bookson for English! I remember the good old days, back in kindergarten when all we had to do for english was write our names on some paper and colour it in with colourful pencil crayons. I used to absolutely love pencil crayons. Oh who am I kidding, I still absolutely LOVE PENCIL CRAYONS! They're so awesome-

My thoughts were rudely interrupted by a red dress suddenly smacking me right in the face, causing me to almost lose my balance and fall off the bed. Darn it, why was my balance so horrible? I blamed my gym teachers.

"TRISH!" I exclaimed and quickly placed the dress next to me. She shot me an innocent smile then pulled out a pair of strappy red heels. Hoped she wouldn't throw those at me too...

"Ally, what do you think I am, some kind of monster? Of course I wouldn't throw 5 inch heels at you!" Trish stated dramatically with her hands on her hips. I slumped sheepishly and mentally slapped myself for thinking out loud again.

"Your not a monster Trish, I just think if you were angry enough you could decide to throw a pair of hee-" I stopped my sentence when I noticed the death glare Trish was giving me. Hehe, maybe I said too much.