Austin's POV
You know, usually when a guy blatantly stares at a girl and teases her, the girl might take the hint that he likes her. But no. Trish, with her glossy black hair and infinite knowledge of video games could not figure it out.
Not that I blamed her. I was exceptionally good at hiding my feelings for her, despite a slip up or two. But considering I spanned a few slip ups over the past five years, I'd say I was doing pretty good at keeping my feelings hidden.
'Walk faster, Moon, I wanna get this over with,' Trish was starting a new job at Sonic Boom after school today, which was right about now. Personally, I loved that store so I was hoping she could get me a discount. What I didn't love, though, is how she made me come to every single one of her jobs with her, especially when it was on a Monday night.
Typically, I didn't mind though, that meant I got to spend more time with her.
'-I kind of want to keep this job, is that weird or what?' she asked, drawing my attention away from her to what she was saying.
'You? Keep a job? That's really funny Trish...'
'Yeah well if you were paying attention to anything I just said, you would know that I'm actually good at this... or at least I was yesterday. I'm working with Ally today,' she continued.
'Ally?'
'Yeah, you know the boss' daughter? She goes to our school. She's in pretty much all of your classes...' Trish opened the door to Sonic Boom and went to go say hi to Mr. Dawson while I plucked one of the guitars off of the shelf and started playing it. I was starting to get really into it, when someone small and compact hit the back of my head.
I turned around to see the object in question, a book?, being picked up by a girl with brown hair and what looked like very uncomfortable shoes.
'I'm so sorry! Dez, you idiot, you know I can't catch things. Are you okay?' she asked, turning back to me with apology written all over her face.
'Just fine,' I sent her my infamous smirk, expecting the usual blush to grace her cheeks maybe a shy smile. Instead, I got no reaction at all. So I went on. 'You should be happy it didn't hit my face. All my fangirls would be awfully angry with you if you messed it up,' my smirk widened, she definitely had to react to that.
She mumbled something like, 'well now I wish it did'. I would have let it go, but the look of irritation on her face made me go on.
'Now, is that really something you should say to someone you just hit on the head?' The girl in question narrowed her eyes at me then smirked before going back to her friend, who I now realized was wearing bright yellow pants with red suspenders. Interesting combination.
She sent me one last look of irritation, a look no other girl besides Trish gave me, before they both went upstairs to where Trish was. I went back to playing the guitar, a plan formulating in my mind. My planning was interrupted by foot steps coming down the stairs.
'Ally, this is Trish, our new employee. Trish, this is Ally and her best friend Dez,' Mr. Dawson said. He left soon after, which I got the feeling he did a lot.
So this was Ally. Ally. I did know her. She usually sat in the front corner of any class we had together. Our music teacher liked her well enough, I've heard her name before.
Trish introduced me, smiling. God, I loved that smile. Surprisingly, Trish was busy the entire day actually doing work, but everyone once in a while she would come over and talk to me, which made staying here worth it. Well that and playing this guitar.
My interactions with Ally involved her mostly yelling at me. First, I brought a smoothie into the store. Then she stopped me from playing the drums with the corndogs I got for lunch. She couldn't stand it when I sat on the counter, but she looked absolutely livid when she saw me reach for her book, the one that hit the back of my head earlier.
'Don't. Touch. My. Book.' if looks could kill... But that look helped me to finalize my plan.
Ally's POV
I let Trish leave early because we usually don't get customers within the last hour of closing time for the store. As soon as she and Austin left, I started ranting.
'He's such a pompous asshole! I mean who does he think he is? He thinks he's God's gift of women and just expects me to fall at his feet. Who does that?! He can shove it up his-'
'Hey hey hey calm yo' self chica-'
'Latina really doesn't suit you Dez...' I cut him off, and he looked back at me from the corner of his eye.
'Yeah he's a douche, but the guy has the entire school in the palm of his hand-'
'Not the entire school,' I cut him off. Especially not me. Someone else had me in the palm of his hand, and that someone just so happened to be the boy sitting next to me. The boy who was like a big brother figure to me for the past five years. The boy who I wished was anything but a big brother figure.
'Don't worry about him, we'll only have to deal with Austin whenever he comes to the store with Trish. Besides, you should be used to him by now, isn't he in all of your classes?' he asked.
'Well yeah, but it's not like I talk to him or anything. He's just there. Anyway I'm gonna close up early so maybe I can video chat with my mom tonight, I'll see you tomorrow Dez.'
Austin's POV
Ally let Trish leave early, which was nice, so we began our walk to Trish's house. She seemed pretty happy about her new job, and I was happy for her too.
'So what did you do to Ally? She's so nice, but looked like she wanted to kill you pretty much the entire day,' Trish asked.
'She's the one who threw her book at me, so if anything she started it,' I retorted.
'No, it was her friend, Dez. He was kind of cute,' she said, what I hoped was conversationally, but I doubted it. Great, another guy who isn't me. Another guy who could be me, but wasn't. What did this guy have?
'Going after nerd boy, Trish?'
'Shut up, he's nice, he's in my math class.'
'Need someone to do your homework for you?'
'Oh shut up Austin, just because you can't find someone doesn't mean I can't,' she rolled her eyes. She was wrong, of course, I had found someone. That someone just refused to find me.
'Whatever,' I mumbled.
'Jealous, Moon?' YES. I desperately wanted to scream YES, I'm jealous of any guy you so much look at much less the ones that look at you!
'Of you? Yeah right,' I lied, yet again.
'Getting lonely? I knew you couldn't survive without someone for long. It's only been a few weeks since you broke up with Kira.'
'Whatever,' I mumbled, knowing Kira was just a distraction.
'You ARE jealous if you can't come up with a response to that one. Anyway thanks for walking me home, see you tomorrow!'
Jealous. I can make Trish jealous. And little Ally Dawson can help me do it. The look she gave me earlier made me positive that my plan was flawless. All I had to do was turn on the charm, ask her out, and make Trish jealous. No problem.