No freaking way. Someone told on us about the spit thing, and now Ms. Martinson is giving us a huge freaking project! What the heck? I don't know who it was, no one really does. There are some rumors, but no one really knows for sure. Whoever it is, I could...SPIT on them.
Ugh. So now we have to do this stupid project. She's assigning us partners. I was assigned to this chick named Ally..Dawson, I think. I didn't even know she was in our class, I'm sure I've never seen her before. She's kind of cute, in a dorky, shy way. I just would rather not work with her, I'd rather not do it at all.
My best friend Luke has been asking everyone about this Ally chick, because neither of us have ever noticed her. He's walking over to me now, looking amused and murderous. "So, I've figured Ally out."
"Her name's Ally Dawson. Yes, she's been there the whole time. She has exactly one friend, a girl named Trish. She makes straight A's, in every class. Her dad owns the music store in the mall, Sonic Boom, and she works there."
"Wow, you found out a lot."
"It was hard. No one seems to really know her. If only I could find this Trish girl."
"Why do you care?"
"Didn't you hear?"
"Everyone's saying Ally is the one who told on us."
"Are you serious?"
"That's what everyone is saying. I don't know. I gotta go man, my coach will kill me if I'm late."
Awesome, I'm doing the project with the very person who is making us do the project.
Ugh. I hate her. Unfortunately, I have to work with her. And, I have to show that I did at least half the work, so I can't just make her do all of it, although she should, and probably would.
How am I going to talk to her about it? We don't have class again til Monday, and the project is due next Friday. Hmm. Wait, Luke said she works at the music store, maybe I could find her there.
So, I set off. I've never actually been into Sonic Boom before, but I've seen it hundreds of times. My parents make me buy my own equipment, and I can't afford any of the instruments there, so I just don't go in.
This time I go in.
I'm amazed at the instruments all over the room, with a huge staircase in the middle. Standing at the cash register, I see Ally. A customer was just walking away, and Ally picked up a book with an A on it, and started writing.
I guess I have to talk to her. Ugh. My skin is crawling.
She looked up, obviously unused to people calling her name. She saw me, and her eyebrows scrunched together in an undeniably cute way. Ugh, why is she cute? I could literally SPIT on her right now.
"Austin Moon? What are you doing here?"
Her voice was not as I expected it to be. I'm pretty sure I expected somewhat of witch laugh, but she sounded perfectly normal. Surprised, shocked, but definitely normal. That didn't help.
"We have a project to do..."
"On a Friday night?"
Good point. I was going to a party at Logan's house tonight. I couldn't work on the project even if I wanted to, which I don't.
"I just wanted to talk to you about it, so we could plan when to work."
"Oh. What about tomorrow?"
"I can't. Family thing." Lie. Saturdays are for sleeping.
"Nope." Another lie.
"Well, we have to work on it sometime."
"Yeah, thanks to you."
I didn't even know if this was true, I just hated her so much! I couldn't help but say, "You're the stupid leech that told Ms. Martinson about the spit, so why don't you do the project by your freaking self!"
And then, I really couldn't help it. I spit in her face. I didn't think about doing it, I didn't mean to. But I did.
She gasped, wiping her face. She looked up at me, and I could see that she had tears in her eyes. I was not expected this, but she slapped me so hard in the face, it actually really hurt. I thought this girl was shy, what is she doing slapping me in the face? I mean, yeah, I did spit on her, but she deserved it!
"Austin Moon. You are despicable. I didn't tell Ms. Martinson, and you can tell all of your stupid friends that. And the project, we can either work on it together, or there won't be a project."
And with that she turned around, taking her book, and marched up the steps. I watched her walk up them. I wanted to call her back down, tell her I was sorry about what I said, and for spitting on her. But, I didn't. I couldn't bring myself to it. I'm Austin Moon, I don't even need to apologize. She should apologize for slapping me.
At the top she turned around, and I could tell that there were tears sliding down her cheeks. She saw me looking and turned in huff, slamming the door behind her.
Great. That was really stupid. I need her for the project, and I need a good grade on it or my parents will kill me. Why did I have to go be a jerk? Ugh. I just...I hate her!
I thought she was shy. I thought she was just a nerdy, quiet girl that would do anything for an A. Instead, in this first conversation, I've learned that she can definitely handle herself, but she didn't seem comfortable with it. It was like she had never done that before.
Maybe she didn't tell Ms. Martinson. I guess I'll have to find out, and apologize if she's telling the truth. Ugh. That would suck. I almost wish she's lying.
Nobody would let it go if they found out that shy little Miss Ally Dawson had slapped me in the face.
Okay. I just have to find out, and get Ally to agree to help with the project.
It will be fine. I'm Austin Moon. I can do anything.