I do not own Austin and Ally.
"I can't believe you would say that about me Dez," Ally complained as she stormed into Sonic Boom.
Dez followed behind her with his hands in the air. He stopped when she paused at the staircase and turned to face him. "What is the big deal? All I said was," he stood up straight and looked off into the distance, "It's going to suck being stuck here with Ally for two days without Austin." He turned back to the girl and smiled.
Ally narrowed her eyes at the boy and tilted her head to the side. "And why wouldn't that hurt my feelings?"
The boy let out a breath and put a hand to his head. "All I'm saying is, we probably won't have as good a time with just the two of us hanging out. You're not, let's see...um fun like Austin or rude mixed with fun like Trish." He shook his head and put a hand on her shoulder gently. "We're just like peanut butter and jelly."
"Those are great together Dez," Ally replied as she raised a brow. "Besides, you wanted to hang out with me when Austin was dating Kira."
He made a disgusted face and moved his hand from her shoulder. "Peanut butter and jelly are not good on soup and I was desperate back then." Without another word he turned on his heels and began walking out of the instrument store.
"Yeah, well," Ally began to shout as she leaned forward with her fist at her sides, "I'm sure some people like PB and J soup!"
"No one would like that," a voice commented behind her.
She turned to see Austin hop down from the bottom stair and casually walk over to her. "What's got you so upset," he asked curiously.
Ally rolled her eyes and began walking towards the counter. She went around and picked up her book from the shelf then leaned over the top while Austin hopped up to take a seat on it. "Dez isn't exactly thrilled to be spending time with me while you and Trish go out of town this weekend."
Austin frowned and nodded. "Yeah, I'm kind of bummed about that too. I really wish you could come and perform a song with me at the Wave Jam in South Carolina."
The girl opened her book and flipped through the pages. "Yeah, I had a couple of song ideas but I really need to stay and watch the store while my Dad is out of town with Mom."
"For a divorced couple they sure spend a lot of time together. I still really wish you were coming with us," Austin said while offering the girl a weak smile. He held her stare for a moment until she turned away and closed her book. He folded his lips then slide off the counter to stand beside her. "I can't blame Dez though...I'm not really pumped to spend an entire weekend with Trish."
Unfortunately Austin hadn't noticed Trish come in and stand behind the duo. "And why is that Mr. Moon," she said in an offended tone.
Austin jumped slightly and turned to Trish. "Oh, hey girl friend," he said in a nervous tone and did a finger snap. "What's going on?"
Trish rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. "Don't get all buddy-buddy with me pop star. I heard what you just told Ally. What's so wrong with spending the weekend with me?"
"Apparently both Austin and Dez can only stand us in the Team Austin group," Ally said in an annoyed tone. She mimicked Trish's posture and moved away from Austin.
"That's not what I said Ally," Austin started desperately.
"Well Trish is my best friend," Ally said as she linked her arm with Trish's and stomped her foot down. "You two need to get along with all of us," she began.
"Or none of us," Trish finished while glaring at Austin.
"I'm back with corn dogs," Dez announced as he ran into the store. He bounced around holding the sticks of breaded beef. His smile fell as he looked from the angry girls to his uncomfortable best friend. "I'm just," he started as he backed out slowly, "Going to go eat these...somewhere else."
He turned on his heels and ran while shouting, "Come along Austin!"
"Coming," Austin squeaked before leaping over the counter and running out of the store.
