A/N: Hai guys! I'm super excited for this story! I have it ALL planned out. I'm putting my other stories on hiatus while I work on this one. I really do love it a lot! Kind of short, JUST THE INTRO!
"Okay, I know we'll get a record deal if we could do better shows!" Trish exclaimed, slamming her hat from the cupcake factory on the table. Ally, Austin, and Dez sat around the table, arms crossed as they tried brainstorming.
"But how can we get better shows if we have no money?" Austin asked, sticking a finger in the air to demonstrate his point.
"Well, what can we do to improve our shows is the first question." Trish interrupted, slapping her hands on the table.
"All shows are better with koalas." Dez contributed.
"Koalas cost money. And I'm pretty sure it's hard to incorporate a koala into a performance." Ally said, a piece of hair in her mouth as she talked.
"What about more dancing?" Austin said after a lapse in talking. Trish nodded in approval at him, crossing her arms, and Ally stopped her chewing for a moment. Dez was glaring at a lizard near his chair, either deep in thought or oblivious to what Austin had suggested.
"Dancing lessons cost." Ally suddenly realized. Austin slumped back into his chair, already having been excited at learning some new moves.
"Actually, I cold probably get my friend Gravy to help out with that." Dez said suddenly, leaping up. "Gravy is awesome at dancing! They won a competition, and I'm sure I can get them to help Austin out, free of charge." Dez dropped back into his chair, a victorious smile on his face.
Trish was grinning widely, Ally looked a bit apprehensive, and Austin was already thinking up ideas for some dance moves.
"I don't know, guys. I mean, dancing would probably take away from the meaning of the song. And what kind of a name is gravy?" Everyone groaned and rolled their eyes at Ally, Dez already standing up to call Gravy. They had been friends since they were in diapers, but recently had a fallout when Gravy moved away.
-Time skip because I'm a Time Lord-
"Thanks, Gravy. Yeah, I'll meet you there tomorrow. I'll see you, dude." Dez finished, flipping his cellphone shut. Trish and Austin jumped away from Dez, whistling and examining their nails like they were inspecting a nail salon's work.
"Well, guys." Dez turned around, and Austin, Ally, and Trish ran to him, gripping onto his jacket and staring up at him. "Me and Austin will be meeting Gravy at the studio tomorrow at three."
All the teens cheered, curious about this "Gravy" kid. But if Dez trusts him, then surely they have to be nice! But, then again, Dez trusts everyone.
A/N: Oh snap! Super scary cliffhanger! Hanging on by a finger! Will this Gravy kid be able to help Austin? The rest of the story will be written in first person (minus a tiny bit at the beginning of the next chapter.) Anywho, REVIEWS ARE AWESOME!