A/N: Okay, so this is my first fan fiction. I hope you all like it though!

Austin & Ally: Love At First Sight?

(Ally's POV)

My name is Ally Dawson. I've just moved to Miami a few days ago because my father was transferred by his work. My brother Alex and my sister Amanda moved here, too. Alex is 13, Amanda is 17, and I am 16. Anyways, I really am not happy so far. I mean, I left ALL of my best friends: Emily, Andrea, Mya, Mayra. I have told my dad, but he just says that same cliché that everyone uses to calm their children when moving: 'Things will get better in time. You'll meet new friends. It'll be fun.'

One day I woke up in my bedroom in a terrible mood. My head was pounding and it was Saturday. 'Great,' I thought, 'a headache. What an awesome way to start a weekend.' I quickly jumped in the shower and threw on a pair of clothes. Nothing fancy, just a white button up with some jeans. Finally, I walked downstairs into the kitchen and rummaged through the cabinet until I found and popped a Tylenol into my mouth. I was still bummed, so I figured I needed some fresh air. I would normally invite Amanda, but she was still asleep. Amanda and I were really close.

"Bye dad! I'm going out for a walk! I'll be back soon!" I said grabbing my iPod and headphones from the kitchen counter.

"Ok, bye sweetie! Love you!" he said from his bedroom.

"Love you too!" I said, walking out the door.

I immediately popped in my headphones and began listening to Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen. I loved the song, so I started singing along to it. While singing I jogged around the nearby park.

"I threw a wish in the well

Don't ask me I'll never tell

I looked at you as it fe-"I had bumped into someone and was on the floor.

"Are you okay?" the boy I had bumped into asked. He had blonde, messy hair and chocolate brown eyes.

"Uh, yeah" I said. 'Gosh, I'm dorky', I thought.

"Good, well, my name's Austin. Austin Moon." he said, holding out his hand for me to grab. I gladly accepted and got back on my feet.

"My name's Ally. Ally Dawson." I said, staring at his eyes. They were hypnotizing.

"Nice to meet you. By the way, sorry for bumping into you. I wasn't really paying attention. I was listening to music." He replied. I liked how he thought it was his fault. I mean, I was partially to blame, too.

"Nice to meet you, too. Don't worry about it. I was listening to music, too." I said, blushing. Wait, why was I blushing!

"Okay, well anyways, are you new here? This is the first time I've seen you here, and I come here ALOT." He said, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. I could tell he was trying to start a conversation. I gladly accepted. I needed someone to talk to. I needed a friend.

"Yeah. My family and I just moved here a few days ago. I really don't like it here though." I said truthfully.

"Well, since you're new, I can be your guide. I'll show you around." He said. I blushed. I mean, he was kind of cute and I liked the idea of spending more time with him.

"Yeah, that would be great!" I said a little too quickly. I didn't want to sound really eager and freak him out….

"Okay then. Here's my number." he said, handing me a yellow piece of paper he pulled out of his pocket. He already had his number prepared? Oh god, don't tell me he's a player. Players are jerks who flirt, love, and leave. The idea is repulsive and disgusts me! I've had my heart broken by one of those before. Not a pleasant experience. I still wanted to be around him though. I figured I would give him a chance. Besides, it's not like he asked me out or anything, right?

"Thanks. Here's my number. Hold on a sec." I said, pulling a piece of paper and pencil out of my book I kept in my backpack. Then, I wrote my number and handed it to him. You see, I carry a songwriting book around with me everywhere I go. It doubles as my diary. Sometimes I get random ideas for lyrics. Sometimes a tune pops in my head, or I just get inspiration from something or someone.

"Thanks. I'll call you later. Bye!" he said, walking off towards a backstreet.

"Bye!" I yelled after him.

With that, I also went home. My house was only three blocks away, which was good because I felt like taking a nap anyway. I opened my door, stepped in, and sighed, leaning against the door like they do in those movies where a girl meets a guy and she had a perfect day. I don't know if I would say perfect, but it was definitely… interesting. I then ran upstairs into my room and crashed on the bed. The moment I hit the blanket, I was out like a light.

A/N: So? What did y'all think? I think it may start boring, but trust me, it will get better. I don't know what my update schedule will be, but I think I will try every day since I take an hour break when I get home from school. I don't know if this is short because I haven't seen the finished product, but I'll see. Anyways, please review and tell me what you think. Also, i dont own Call Me Maybe. I even said it was by Carly Rae Jepsen, but I just had to say it again.