Author's note: Hey guys! This is my first fanfic and I hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Austin & Ally.
The adrenaline rush fills me as I walk through the door of my first university party. Freshman year has commenced, I thought. I found university to be so exciting, finally escaping the town where I resided for the past twelve years. It's almost as if life gave me a do-over.
I looked around the party and saw all these new faces.
Oh I forgot to mention, my university is about a ten hour drive from my house. However, it had the program of my dreams. See, I have always had a love for music but I also want to be a doctor. Hence, there is this exceptional biochemistry undergraduate program at my university where I can do a double degree in music as well. It sounded like the perfect option for me! That's why I packed my bags and am attending St. Georgia University.
Of course my parents and my friends miss me and I will miss them as well, but no worries, I will video chat them every day or at least every week.
Anyways back to the party, I look around and notice many inappropriate dances occurring on the dance floor. I guess some people like to go erm- hard? And how on earth is it even possible to move an inch with such high heels on. I absolutely cannot understand! I mean, I understand that I definitely need some heels as I am pretty short, but I can't walk in them for my life.
Regardless, I walked over to get some punch and I see some guy in sweats and a Disney sweater on. That was first time I spoke with interest to someone that night.
"Oh my goodness, I love Disney … I also love your shirt by the way aha."
He smiles and says, "thanks, I love your flats."
Oh yeah. I look down to my feet and slightly blushed. I was probably the only one wearing flats there, but hey - I just don't like being uncomfortable and heels seem like the height of uncomfortableness. No pun intended!
"By the way, I'm Ally. Oh I forgot to ask do you want a drink as wel-" I couldn't finish my sentence as a couple making out, hardcore, behind me had knocked my drink out of my hand. The contents of the empty cup in my hand had landed on the sweater I had just praised.
I mentally slapped myself. Why. I. Just. Want. One. Friend. Here. Oh my god.
He raised his eyebrows and laughed it off. He grabbed some napkins and began to wipe the juice off. Without thinking, I decided to help him. He seemed alarmed as a complete stranger was wiping his sweater. He stopped cleaning and I continued.
Suddenly two arms came from behind him and grabbed him. He turned his head slightly to look at the girl. She was a gorgeous blonde. She was smiling and showed traces of confusion seeing my hands on her friend or boyfriend's abdominal.
"I'm sorry, its just I dropped some punch on him," I said.
The Disney sweater guy wrapped his arm around the blonde's waist. Their lack of personal space told me that he was definitely more than a friend to her.
Oh no. She's probably going to get the wrong idea and start calling me some derogatory names. First couple of hours and I'm already going to be involved in drama. At least in high school, the drama occurred mid- senior year due to my long-term relationship ending. Other than that, I was always the well-known gentle person. Average girl with an average life!
"Ahah, don't worry it's okay," the blonde replied. She didn't seem affected at all. Her confusion in the beginning was genuine, it wasn't jealousy being masked. I was truly appalled. I like her. I could see her and I being great friends in the future.
"Hun, do you want to dance?" She asked.
He smirked, and they both headed towards the dance floor. She was leading him to the floor. Before he left me standing there, he leaned down (quite significantly) and whispered "thanks for the punch, Ally."
Our close proximity caused my eyes to widen. Blood rushed to my cheeks. I turned to watch him slowly disappear into the crowd. He winked at me before he vanished.
Interesting -. Wait, what was his name again? I don't think he mentioned it.
Author's note: Any thoughts? :)
