-Avery's POV-
"Oh, and you look cute when you smirk." Those words constantly replayed in my mind over and over. I turned up my radio, as Vegas Girl by Connor Maynard came on.
I pulled up to a stop light and my phone started buzzing. 'Mom'. Pressing 'answer', I held the phone up between the crook of my neck and my ear, being able to hear my Mom loud and clear.
"Avery?! Where are you?! Are you okay?! Did you get lost?!" My Mom practially screamed into the phone.
"God Mom. I'm fine. I'm on my way home, OK?" I explain apologetically.
"Well, if you say so, I got a little worried.."
A little?
"Okay, well.. I'll be home soon. Bye."
I throw my phone into the passenger seat, and focus my eye sight on to the road. My mind kept flowing back to the red Range Rover, with the bad-boy-I'm-so-cool type guy that came with it.
I pulled into the driveway, with the garage door opening, and the thing that catches my eye is the group of cars sitting around the garage door. Who are all these people?
"Avery! Hey!" Brooklyn welcomes me as I open the driver's side door. "Hey. What's going on?" I ask. "Oh, you're Mom's having some get together?" I just shrug and grab my bag from the back seat.
Brooklyn and I walk around to the back, since I don't want to be welcomed to human existence right away. The back door seems to be cracked open a bit, with a slightly warm breeze blowing over the patio and inside to the kitchen.
I notice a group of teenagers that is surrounding the fairly large island we have in the center of the kitchen. "Erm, hey guys." I'm not even sure who I'm talking to, honestly. "Avery!" A raspy voice called out in return. When I turned around to see who belonged to the voice, I finally adjusted my eyes, and saw it was Matt.
How did my Mom get all of these people here..? Especially the football team?
Matt and I used to be inseparable in primary school. Once we hit freshman year, he left me. He found a girlfriend, became captin of the football team, and student body president. We haven't talked since.
"Oh, um, hi?" I didn't mean for it to come out like a question, but it did anyways.
"Long time no see?" I nodded in return. When I was about to ask him how everything was going, some skanky blonde came up next to him, rubbing up and down his arm.
"Oh, Avery. This is Katie, my girlfriend." I simply nodded, since he could care less about what we had before.
"Since when did you become to interested in skanks?" I mumbled ever so quietly, so he couldn't hear.
"What?"
"Nothing." I left it at that, and walked away and up the stairs to my room.
After about 10 minutes of peace and quiet in my room, a loud knock was pursued onto my door. I looked up from the book I was reading, and Sophia marched into my room and plopped down onto my comforter set.
"Can I help you?" She looked at me with a puzzled look, like she forgot what she was going to tell me.
"OH. I REMEMBER," She continues with her signature hand motions, "Austin's downstairs wanting to talk to you."
"Why the fu-" "I DON'T KNOW. JUST GET YOU BUTT DOWN THERE."
Pushy much..
She skips out of my room, and I just sit there on my bed wondering how in the heck he even found out where I lived. Wait. Why do I care about him? He's a god-awful jerk, who doesn't care about a soul in the world.
I sit on the edge of my queen sized bed a little longer, until I finally force myself to stand up. I walk over to my pale pink vanity and make sure I look okay. My hair has actually kept the curl to it, so I added a pale,baby pink colored headband to make my outfit stand out more.
Forcing a smile onto my face, I look around at everyone who's in the living area. Suddenly, I feel a light tap on my shoulder, and it appears to be Brooke. "Hey Avery, your Mom told me to tell you that her and your Dad will be gone for a few hours."
"Okay, cool," I say, walking in another direction just to be welcomed by a whole crowd of guys in my theater room right down the halls.
I hide behind the corner wall and try to make out most of what the guys are saying. I can telll right away who the group is: Austin and his posse.
"Truth." "Okay.. What do you think about Avery's friend Sophia?" "She's pretty hot if you ask me," Says a voice coming from.. Zach?
Right away, I hear more smirking, until I feel someone cup the edge of my shoulder and turn me around to face them.
"Miss Thompson eavesdropping, aye?" I close my eyes to refresh my mind before I have a mentqal breakdown. When I open them, I say, "Maybe. Why are you here?" He frowns a bit and replies with, "Awh. No welcoming? I see how it is," He flips his hair to where most of it was swooshed to one side, "Well, we're all playing a game, how bout' you come play it too." I was about to start out, but he grasped my wrist and brought me into the theater room.
"No thanks. I don't want to play," I say. "No, no. You will play," says a voice, I think coming from Robert.
I sit criss-cross on the small couch we have in the room, and the guys sit in some theater chairs.
"Avery," Austin starts, "truth or dare?" "Uh, truth?" He smirks like he knew I was going to say truth. " Is it true that you are terrified of me?" I hesitate for a moment untill one small word escapes from my lips.
"Yes."
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Beautiful Yet Doubtful -Austin Mahone FanFic-
RomanceAvery Thompson is your everyday, average seventeen year old girl. Her two best friends, Sophia Martin and Brooklyn Bailey, stick with her 24/7. Her and her two best friends are on you average scale of popularity in high school, but it's not like it...