(Ally's P.O.V.)

Normally, every girl fantasized about being pushed up against a wall and kissed by Austin Moon while he brushed his body against theirs, but right now…I was trying as hard as I could to push him away from me; I guess I should start from the beginning.

(End P.O.V.)

-A few weeks earlier-

Ally was nodding her head to the tune Austin was singing while he danced around. He grabbed her hands and pulled her towards him, making her squeal and laugh.

"Austin!" She whined. "I don't want to dance."

"You know you do." He laughed, pulling her close and swaying to the beat of a slow song that Ally had on the play list of her iPod.

Ally blushed and tried to hide it. "I'm the worst dancer in history."

"That's not true." He smiled. "I'm sure there were way worse dancers before you."

Ally took her hand away from his and smacked his chest playfully. "Very funny."

"Austin!" Trish yelled, walking into the practice room.

Austin jumped and looked at her. "What?"

"Guess who booked you for the Miami jam-a-thon!" Trish grinned.

"No way!" Austin hugged her tight. "That's awesome! You're the best manager ever!"

"I know!" Trish laughed. "So, Ally, can you get a new song ready for Austin by next week?"

"Will do." Ally smiled and picked up her notebook, already jotting down ideas that came to mind.

"This is going to be great!" Austin exclaimed, walking up behind Ally and leaning his chin on her shoulder.

She just smiled at him and pointed at pieces of lyrics they would put together later as he nodded with approval.


"Hey, Ally." Dallas blushed a little. "How are you?"

Ally looked up from her notebook and smiled at him. "Hi. I'm good, how are you?"

He shrugged. "I've been better."

Ally frowned. "What do you mean?"

Dallas sat next to her on the couch by the door of Sonic Boom. "I just have this…complicated problem."

She closed her notebook and set it aside. "Is there anything I can help with?"

"Well, there's this girl…and she's really cool, and we work really close to each other, but every time I try to ask her out, I end up sounding like a complete fool."

Ally put a hand on his shoulder and gave him a warm smile. "Don't worry about it. It happens to me all the time."

"Really?"

"Yeah!" She laughed. "Every time Austin comes around, I can't even form a complete sentence." She quickly put a hand over her mouth and blushed.

Dallas chuckled. "It's okay, Ally. I mean, I think it's cool that you like him."

Ally took her hand away from her mouth. "You do?"

He nodded. "You guys have always been close, it's only expected, right?"

She sighed with relief. "So, who's the lucky girl you've got a crush on?"

"Her name's Samantha. She works at the muffin kiosk next to my cell phone accessory cart."

Ally nodded. "Well, why don't you practice asking her out?"

"Practice?" Dallas questioned. "Doesn't that seem a little weird? Besides, who would I practice with?"

"It's not weird." She reassured. "And you can practice with me, if it makes you feel any better."

He took a deep breath and wiped his hands on his jeans. "Okay, Ally, will you…" he couldn't even finish the question without laughing.

"Come on!" Ally pushed his shoulder playfully. "It's not that hard." She laughed.

"Okay, okay." Dallas regained control of his laughter. "Ally, will you go out with me?"

She smiled wide. "I'd love to."


Austin wanted to punch something. He wanted to kick and scream and throw a full on tantrum in the middle of the mall.

He was on his way to Sonic Boom when he saw Dallas walk into the store and sit with Ally, HIS Ally. He stormed into the store just in time to hear Dallas ask Ally out on a date. They didn't even notice when he ran back outside before he punched Dallas in the face.

"Why?" Austin thought. "Ally said she was over the guy MONTHS ago. Why would she go out with him?"

"Hey, buddy." Dez said. "Why are you pacing?"

"Because!"

"Because…?"

"Because Ally's going out with Dallas!"

"She is?" Dez was puzzled. "I thought she said she was over him."

"That's what I thought!" Austin angrily threw himself on a bench. "But I guess we were wrong."

"Weren't YOU just on your way to ask her out too?"

"Yes!" Austin huffed. "But pretty boy Dallas beat me to it."

"So, what are you going to do?"

"There's only one thing to do."

"Tell Ally how you feel?" Dez suggested.

"Nope." Austin shook his head. "Make her jealous."

"I don't know if that's such a good idea." Dez said, concerned.

"Why not?"

"What if you get hurt? What if she gets hurt? Or what if you BOTH get hurt?" Dez pointed out. "We're talking about hatching an entire plan to make Ally jealous, and you're not even sure if she likes you since she's going out with Dallas."

"Just trust me on this, Dez, okay?" Austin stood up from the bench and smiled. "By the end of the week, I'll have Ally, an awesome new song, AND I'll teach Dallas a lesson for trying to steal my girl."


Okay, I'm not really sure where I'm heading with this story from this point on. I only started writing it and I haven't written much past this part (horrible, I know) and I have complete writer's block. So if you have any suggestions, let me know (: