Two Stars- An Auslly Fanfiction

Chapter 3

I’ve never woken up afraid before. But this morning, the thought of leaving my bed truly terrifies me. Who knows when I’ll be in it again?

Who knows when I’ll at last be able to come back home, where I can wake up surrounded by only what I know?

The sun is shining on my face, warming my dark hair, which I run my hand through as I sit up. I nearly gasp; I’d forgotten Sabrina was in my room too. She’s standing up right now, looking straight at me, but I can tell she’s still half asleep. She yawns, and then notices me staring back at her.

“Oh,” she tries to stifle another yawn. “Hey Ally. I think breakfast is ready.” I shake my head.

“I’m not hungry,” I mumble. Sabrina sits down at the end of my bed.

“Hey, I know we’re kind of uprooting you, and I’m sorry. But don’t be so worried about it. Miami is really nice. Nice people, nice weather. It may not be what you’re used to, but I think you’ll love it. I know I do. And it’s not like you’re staying forever.” I shrug. It’s not like I blame her for any of this, but I haven’t quite warmed up to her yet. Then I get an idea.

“Follow me,” I instruct. I lead her out of the house, and towards the trees.

“Ally! We’re still in our pajamas!” Sabrina calls behind me.

“Well whose gonna see us?” I reply. I look back and see her shaking her head in disbelief. She has no idea…

I take her to a different spot than I where I was yesterday. The trees are very tightly packed here, with a lot of birdsongs, ricocheting through the air.

She closes her eyes and listens, leaning against the nearest tree trunk, like I’m doing. But when I open my eyes, I see she’s not appreciating it for all its worth. Yea, she’s at peace (or falling back asleep), but she doesn’t feel this music. Given the choice, she won’t be coming back here.

I wonder if anyone else fully understands this type of song. Or if it’s just me.

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Way, way too soon, we’re in the car. I’ve hugged my mother and grandfather both so tightly, and now, I can’t help but wish I’d said more to them. I watch my house drifting further and further away, through the window of the orange car. I refuse to cry again, so I simply squeeze my eyes shut, and lean against the car door.

Goodbye.

I think I drift off; when I wake up, I can tell we’re on a highway, taller buildings than I’m accustomed to surrounding us. I must’ve been asleep for quite some time, the car clock already reads 4:38, we left around eleven.

Eli’s head is resting on my lap, he’s sitting in the middle, sound asleep. I look over at Sabrina, on the other side of him, who’s watching me. That’s the second time I’ve caught her staring at me today. I shift uncomfortably, and she drops her gaze.

“Sorry,” she mumbles. “Just thinking about things.” I nod understandingly. I feel kind of bad for barging in on her life. She probably doesn’t want me to exist, especially since I’ve been so unpleasant. So I try to make things cool between us. I’m going to be living with her after all.

“Do you have any siblings?” I ask, more friendly than I’ve spoken in the last twenty-four hours.  Sabrina smiles, seemingly relieved that I’m not as sullen as I first appeared.

“Yea, I do. I actually have a twin brother, another cousin for you, Dez. And his best friend, Austin Moon, they’ve known each other so long; I count him as a brother. You’ll like him, he’s really into music, too,” she explains, gesturing to my guitar, which is lying on the car floor.

A little ray of hope fills me; I’ve never met someone with as big of a passion for music as I have.

Sabrina goes on to tell me about what her life is like in Miami, her school, her friends.

“By the way,” she adds, “you can call me Sabby, ya know.” I hesitate, and then shake my head.

“I like Sabrina better.” She shrugs indifferently.

“Whatever floats your boat,” she says cheerfully.

By then, we’re exiting the freeway, and my heart is racing. Once I get out of the car, I’m officially stuck here.

Eli lifts his head, just as the car stops.

“Whoa,” he murmurs sleepily. Their house is whoa. Three stories high, a dozen windows, huge front porch space. A mansion by my standards. “You must me rich!” Eli exclaims to Sabrina. Her mom laughs.

“I wish, hon. No, this house has been in the family for years and years. When my grandmother bought it, a very long time ago, it would’ve cost nothing compared to houses like this today. We just know how to manage the outside appearance.” Subtly, very subtly, I can tell she’s insulting my house. I clench my fists at my sides and say nothing.

“Let’s go in!” My brother cries gleefully. He’s oblivious to any criticism, as always. I decide I’ll bring my luggage in later, but for now, I only take my guitar.

As soon as I step inside, I hear shouts.

“Brothers?” I ask Sabrina. She nods, and rolls her eyes.

“Probably playing their stupid video games.” That would explain the shouts. “Dez!” Sabrina yells loudly. “Come meet Ally and Eli!” She then turns to me. “Did I mention that they’re both idiots?”

Footsteps pound up stairs I hadn’t noticed before. I can immediately tell who is who, because Dez looks almost exactly like Sabrina. The blond that follows him, I’m guessing that’s Austin.

Dez shakes my hand, and does a fist bump with my brother. I feel strangely shy as Austin waves at me, then points to my guitar case.

“Do you play?” he asks.

“No, Austin. That’s what she sleeps on,” Sabrina answers for me, very sarcastically. “Yes she plays!” She shakes her head. “Excuse the stupid questions, Ally. Some people just don’t think!” she says, shoving Austin’s shoulder in a sisterly way. “And believe me; my real brother is ten times worse.”

“Hey!”

Yep they’re just like siblings. I look up at Austin, whose cheeks are tinged slightly pink, and for some reason, I find myself blushing as well, putting all of my focus on the lines between the hardwood. One thought manages to take over, though.

He doesn’t seem like an idiot at all.

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There, finally the start of some Auslly! Also, is Dez and Ally being related like not so totally weird? Yea sorry about that, but I kinda had to do it for it to for it with the plot and stuff. But even though it's my own story, I still find it kind of creepy...anyways, I know not a lot of people are reading this, but if you do, please vote and comment so I know you like!