I want you bad

ok, well since i'm about to reach the end of "Never forget" i thought i'd start you guys on a, well this isn't really a new story persay i've been uploading it to fanfiction but i thought you guys would enjoy it, this one is auslly and its inspirted by R5's song "I want U bad" :) because who doesn't absolutely adore that song? i was gonna do a story inspired by "here comes forever" but i thought that idea was a little over used and cliche so i chose "I want U bad" instead :) the story is AU (alternate universe) and the characters are a little ooc (out of character) so i thought it'd be interesting :) enjoy!

CHAPTER 1

***ally’s p.o.v***

“Ally, we’re here.” I hear my mom say quietly.

It was ten o’clock at night and the moving van had just pulled up to our new house.

Mom got a new job so we were forced to relocate from our Miami mansion to a slightly smaller house in Kansas, I was dead set against leaving the warmth and sun of Miami, for the cold, and snowy mid-winter that Kansas was in the middle of.

“we’ll unpack tomorrow, for now go see if there’s a room you want, oh and tomorrow is your first day at your new school, I’m taking you there before I go to work, do you have everything you need?” she asks.

I hold up my duffle bag and my backpack, then I open the car door and step outside, looking up at our house, it was three stories, with an attic and a basement.

I saw the ad in the paper; it had three bedrooms and three bathrooms, a living room and a kitchen.

So much smaller than our old house.

“Ally don’t look so glum, I know it’s smaller than our old house, but it’s still pretty big, and you will still go visit your dad in Miami over summer break.”

I look at her smugly.

It was her fault we had to leave anyway.

After the divorce she quit her job and the only other place that would hire her was making her move to this god forsaken town.

I take the key from my mom, walk up the couple of steps to the front door, unlock the door, and walk inside.

The living room is…decent I admit, medium sized, the kitchen on the right, with an island separating them, that’s where our bar stools would go.

I walk up the winding stairs and peek into each room.

Deciding the attic could make a great hideout I choose the room with the attic entrance drop my bag on the ground, pull out my sleeping bag and pillow, as my bed would not get set up until tomorrow.

Pull on my pajamas and lie down, sighing heavily.

Quickly drifting off to sleep.

“ALLY, UP! YOU’RE GONNA BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!”

All too soon I hear mom’s frantic voice calling for me to get up.

I sit up, a little stiff from sleeping on the floor, and rub my eyes.

I put on some simple clothes.

A white blouse, denim capris and ankle boots.

Combing my curly brown hair with ombre highlights.

Well…here goes, first day of a new school.

I walk downstairs, help myself to a granola bar, and before long I find myself in mom’s s.u.v heading for school.

The school is only ten minutes from our house so it doesn’t take long before mom is pulling into the parking lot.

“Have fun!” mom exclaims.