A/N Hello dear readers! That must have creeped you out. It is ok, it creeped me out too. Anyways let me introduce myself as you have never heard of me before. My name is Ally (coincidence? yup) Okay so I am new to this site and stuff. I just got an account and this is my first story. I welcome criticism with open arms and just so you know, I began this story today and finished it today too. It took long and I am not too happy with the results but it's my first. So hope you enjoy!
BTW This story is not complete!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the things associated with Austin & Ally! However I do own the plot. Well actually I think this plot is very common but this is my own work I assure you :)
It was a normal day in Sonic Boom, well as normal as it could get for a Team Austin. Dez was chattering something about his turtle to passing customers. Trish for some reason was not there. Austin was busy 'helping' Ally run the store, while Ally's dad, Lester was at some music store convention.
"As usual," thought Ally. Her dad had been going to these conventions very often these days. In fact, Ally couldn't remember the last time Lester actually ran the store himself. Before Ally could ponder more over this, a sharp clatter broke her thoughts.
"Whoops?" Austin muttered with a sheepish smile displayed on his face. By his feet, a row of trumpets scattered across the floor of Sonic Boom.
"Austin!" Ally cried. "It took me forever to get those trumpets up there!"
Well, actually it just took Ally five minutes, but she had received no sleep last night and was cranky. Austin being a klutz was not helping.
" Sheesh Alls, I'll help you," Austin muttered. There was a reason why the great Austin Moon was acting clumsy unlike his usual smooth self. A reason that even Austin didn't know himself. All he knew was that it only happened around Ally.
Customers were glancing towards the two and from the recognition in some of the people's eyes; Austin could tell they knew who he was. Well, who wouldn't? Ever since the fantastic performance Austin threw in New York, his fan base was increasing globally. Heck, he was getting fan mail from Pakistan! The last thing Austin wanted was the latest headline of Cheetah Beat magazine to be called 'Austin Moon trashes Sonic Boom?' That would be utterly humiliating.
"Please don't make a scene Ally," he thought inside his head and hoped some how she would receive the message. Unfortunately that was not the case.
"HELP ME?! HELP ME?!" she screamed in an unlike Ally fashion.
"Um, y-yes?" Austin gulped nervously.
"Wrong answer Moon," Ally said, her voice a few octaves higher than Austin was used to. " You have done nothing to help me, in fact you have done the complete opposite!"
Before Austin had a chance to reply, Trish burst through the door.
"Guess what I got," shouted Trish in a sing song voice.
She was dressed in what looked like her latest job uniform. Her dark, curly hair was pinned in neat bun and she wore an outfit that resembled an airhostess's.
"The Mona Lisa?" asked Austin glad for the interruption.
"Nope," Trish replied popping the p.
" A kangaroo?" cried a very hopeful Dez.
"I'm starting to suspect there is something going on between you and kangaroos, Freckles," stated a very suspicious Trish. Austin nodded in agreement.
"Dude! I thought you were on my side," Dez complained.
"Well it makes perfect sense considering what happened last time we shot a music video. It makes completely logical sense. You know like gravity and Pangaea" Austin rambled.
He was inching closer to the door. Even though Trish had cause a great distraction that he was thankful for, Austin knew it wouldn't last for long. He did not want to face a moody Ally. Last time he did, lets just say it ended with smuggled camels and a crazy casino owner.
" Hey! Austin where are you going? I didn't tell you my surprise yet," yelled an oblivious Trish.
"Oh so close," Austin muttered to himself. He straightened himself up and took somewhat confident strides toward Trish.
"And what do I owe the pleasure to, Trish? You know the thing that was so important that it couldn't wait," Austin hissed uncomfortably making sure to shoot a glare to Trish.
Trish was too bubbly and excited to notice the negative vibe that surrounded Austin.
"I got … US TICKETS TO PARIS," Trish screamed.
"Oh my pickles! How?" screamed an excited Ally. Trish and Ally started jumping together in unison screaming girly screams. Before long Dez joined in too. Now in normal circumstances Trish would have punched Dez right then and there, but she was too happy to care.
"At least Ally forgot about being angry at me," Austin mused in his head.
He watched the brunette jump around. Her brown curly locks were cascading down her face, and bouncing slightly. She had a petite form but did not lack any curves or such of that nature. Her eyes were a melting chocolate brown. And she had naturally long and dark eyelashes. Many would put lipstick or go through surgery to get the lips Ally Dawson has. They were naturally a shade of red, plump and shaped like a bow. Over all she was definitely pretty.
Suddenly a voice that sounded just like him popped up in Austin's head:
Austin you shouldn't be thinking of Ally like that. She's your friend after all. Would you be willing to jeopardize your friendship? And more importantly would she? What if she rejects you?
Who are you? And what do you mean by I shouldn't be thinking of Ally like that?
Oh you know what I mean
Um actually I don't but if you're hinting that I like her then you are WRONG with a capital R.
Wrong doesn't start with an R genius.
Oh so now you're going to tell me knight doesn't start with an N…pathetic
Face-palm the point is that it isn't healthy to be thinking of your friends like that
What is 'that'?
You're hopeless you know that?
Actually I didn't, though I vaguely remember Ally telling me that.
Hmmm, thinking about Ally again are we?
Oh shut up!
I was never talking
…You never did answer my question. Who are you?
You
What?
Hello, you there?
Creepy dude, you did not just hang up on me!
(Back to reality)
"Um Austin, you okay?" Ally asked.
"Um, yeah why wouldn't I be," Austin replied.
"Well you were kinda staring at me…for a LONG time," Ally said whilst staring at her shoes.
Austin's neck heated up while his ears turned pink. "Oh" was all the braniac said.
"So you're not mad at me?" Austin asked.
"No of course not. I was just tired that's all. Sorry for snapping at you," Ally apologized.
Austin grinned a grin that reached his ears.
"Dude no offense, but you look really constipated,"(1) Dez stated, breaking whatever moment Austin and Ally were having.
"Well love birds, you can do all that mushy gushy stuff later, because we are going to the CITY OF LOVE! So pack your bags people and lets go!" screamed the tiny Latina.
A/N Sooooo what did you think? Was it good or bad? Should I continue? Please review so I know I have readers! You have no idea how happy it would make me, even if it is criticism!
(1)- This was a line from a book called "Something to Blog About" . I don't own it.
