Me- "I would love to, but I don't own Austin & Ally, I just own the idea for the story, isnt that right Ross?"
Ross- "Yep, she's right, enjoy the story guys, its awsome!"
Me- "Thanks Ross!"
Summer Of Songs
Ally's P.O.V.
So here I am, stuck in some stupid hotel room, because my little sister, Emily, wanted to follow a pathetic, egotistic pop star, and I have to look after her. Driving her around, and going to every concert. I miss my whole summer, for this.
Why do I have to be the oldest?
"Come on Ally! I need to get ready for the first show tonight" Emily screams as we enter the hotel.
"Calm down, we wont miss it. Its only 2pm, the show doesn't start till 7." I say as I walk up to the front desk, where an old, grey haired man is checking something on his computer.
"Hello Miss, last name please" he says as he looks up from the computer.
"Dawson" here goes the worst summer of my life.
"Ok, just sign here." he passes me a white slip of paper, where I sign on the bottom line. Which the man snatches away from me.
"Your in room 35, just go up to the second floor, and to your left" and with that, he passes me the key, and turns back to his computer.
Emily basically dragged me upstairs towards our room. I couldn't understand how she was so excited to see some boy. There were so many other ways to spend the summer. I could have been by the beach with Trish, going to see Dallas working at the cell phone accessory cart.
I sigh at the thought of him.
Ever since I saw him when I was 15, I had an immediate crush on him. His kind eyes, his hair that flops just the right way. But I can never talk to him, I always end up giggling, and making a fool of my self. But I was sure this summer would be better. Trish had been prepping me for weeks to talk to him like a normal person.
But no, I have to go a whole summer without seeing him, and watching the same show, over and over again.
As we enter our hotel room, Emily gets out her ipod and starts playing music, the same songs she will be hearing over and over again all summer, how am I going to cope.
She opens her suit case and gets out her favourite red dress, and pumps, and runs to the shower.
"Emily calm down, we have hours till the concert."
"I know, but I cant wait!" she shouts jumping up and down.
I lay on my bed, and fall asleep.
I must have been asleep for a few hours, because when Emily wakes me up, its 5pm. Only two hours to the concert.
I quickly change into my black skinny jeans, and yellow top, with my yellow pumps on my feet. Just because I'm spending all summer in a corner with sweaty young teenagers dancing, doesn't mean I cant look good.
Once again dragged by Emily, we run to my car and drive to the arena. It takes me ages to find a parking space, but when we find one, I quickly lock the car, as Emily screams at me to hurry up and get in line.
As I stand there in line, a cool breeze flows through. Oh I love Miami in the summer, shame im stuck with screaming teens. I would love to be at home, with my piano, writing songs.
The line shortens, and we head to the V.I.P area, which my parents pay hundreds, so we can be as close to the stage at every show. I think I will be deaf by the 3rd show. As we are crowded in the small pen, the lights go down. Suddenly the whole place is full of screams, and they start to chant…
AUSTIN MOON!
Me- "Hope you enjoyed chapter 1, will update as soon as I can. Thanks for your help Ross"
Ross- "S'ok, later readers!"