"Allison Dawson!" I hear my boss yell from his office "I have a job for you!" I smile and get up. I work for Bop Beat, the teen magazine, as a reporter. I do all the interviews and get to meet the famous people. I walk into my boss' office and he smiles at me. "Tomorrow you're going to interview with rising star slash heartthrob Austin Moon!" He says excitedly and I inwardly groan. I'd rather interview anyone else except him; I've seen some of his interviews online and he just seems arrogant and cocky. "I'll be there! What time?" I ask with a fake smile. "11 tomorrow morning in your office" he tells me and I nod "Go pick up the questions from Trish, she should have them ready by now" he tells me. "Got it!" I say and walk out the door towards my best friend's desk. I take a seat on her desk and she looks up at me "Oh my god Ally!" She squeals "I can't believe you are going to interview THE Austin Moon! He's so talented and crazy hot!" She says and I laugh at her crazy celebrity crush she leans towards me "Try to keep your clothes on when you're in there" she whispers with a wink. "Trish!" I yell and lightly slap her arm. "What!" She says defensively "All I'm saying is he's extremely hot and you're gorgeous and when you put two attractive people in a room together there's bound to be a lot of sexual tension in there" she explains in a whisper smiling and wiggling her eyebrows at me. "Oh my god Trish, nothing is going to happen- he's so arrogant and I don't even think he's that cute" I tell her trying to calm her down. She goes a little crazy about boys. "Famous last words" she says with a smirk and grabs the questions off her desk and hands them to me. I roll my eyes and grab the paper. "Thanks" I tell her and turn to leave. "Hey are we still doing a movie marathon tomorrow night?" She asks I turn around and smile "Of course!" I say and she smiles back at me.
The next day
I roll out of bed the next morning and walk into the kitchen. My dad must have already left for work. He is still running the Sonic Boom in the Miami mall. I pour myself a bowl of cereal and grab the questions for the Austin Moon interview today. I roll my eyes when I remember the conversation Trish and I had yesterday, she is quite the character sometimes. I edit the questions and add a few of my own. I glance up and check the clock. I still had lots of time until I had to meet the infamous Austin Moon. I throw on my favorite pair of mint jeans and a white top and head off to work. I go upstairs and grab an old fashion tape recorder out of the supply closet. Most people use their phones to record their interviews but my little old flip phone doesn't do that. I head down to my office and as I pass Trish's desk she yells "Good luck! Keep it in your pants!" I shake my head with a laugh and keep walking. I walk down the stairs towards my office and see none other than Austin moon leaning against my door, using his phone. I walk up to him and he glances up. I see him check me out and feel very subconscious all of a sudden. I walk up to him and he looks confused. "Are you Allison Dawson? Wow! Usually print interviewers are old and ugly!" He says and I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or not. He sticks his hand out and I grab it. "Austin Moon at your service" he says saluting with his free hand. I smile and let out a small laugh, maybe this won't be so bad. "Call me Ally" I tell him and keep shaking his hand. He looks down and notices he's still holding my and pulls it quickly away. He scratches the back of his neck and motions towards the door "After you" he says and I walk through the door. I lean up against my desk and he takes a seat in the chair. "Okay, so this is a typical superficial interview, just don't think I wrote these questions, this is just what our readers want" I tell him and he nods. "I'm used to it" he says with a shrug. I pull out the tape recorder and hit record. "First I need you to say your name, age, hometown, and occupation" I say putting quotes around occupation. He smiles "Austin Moon, 18, Miami Florida, and Singer." He says. "Now what are 5 things that no one knows about you?" I ask putting the tape recorder on my desk. He thinks about it for a second and smiles "I can play almost every instrument in the world" he says in a cocky attitude reminding me of why I really didn't want to do this. "I love surfing and almost pursued that instead of singing... I enjoy watching Glee" he continues and I raise my eyebrows. He shrugs with a smile and continues. "I love stuffed animals" he says and I can't help but laugh. "Hey don't laugh!" He says laughing with me. "And..." he says getting up and leaning up next to me on the desk "I always wear my lucky pair of pink underwear" he says pushing the waist band of his pants down to show me. My conversation with Trish runs through my head and I try to push it out. He snaps the waistband of his underwear against himself and grabs the tape recorder off the desk and stops the recording. I raise my eyebrow at him wondering what he's doing. "Now…" he says with a smile and starts walking around the room."Off the record of course" he says giving me a look "5 things you don't know about me and that the readers of Bop Beat don't need to know" he says with a smile and tosses the recorder in the air. I smile actually starting to enjoy myself. "I'm a great kisser" he says looking at me with a smirk and I roll my eyes. "I sometimes find all my crazy fan girls rather annoying" he says and I laugh out loud "What! The great Austin Moon doesn't enjoy all of the attention he gets!" I say with mock shock. "Sometimes I just want to go to the store without being mobbed, you know?" he says with a shrug. "I understand" I tell him and motion for him to continue. "My middle name is Monica- don't say anything!" He says as I was about to burst out laughing. He smiles at me and I realize that he's a pretty cool guy; I got the wrong impression from those interviews. "I work out at least once every day" he says lifting up the front of his shirt. I gape at his toned muscles and reminding myself that I'm at work. I keep staring at his obvious six pack and he suddenly drops his shirt. My eyes snap back up to his as I feel a blush spread across my face. He smirks at me. "Lastly..." He says walking over to me and standing directly in front of me "I find you extremely attractive" he whispers and glances quickly at my lips. I grab a chunk of my hair and shove it into my mouth, an old habit of mine that seems to have suddenly come back. I grab the tape recorder out of his hand "Back on the record" I squeak out hitting record. He backs away from me and I clear my throat. "When did you first know you wanted to be a musician" He sits back into the chair starts answering the question. I thank the lord that I'm recording this because I can't focus on anything he's saying at all.
Authors Note: I forgot to write this when I posted it sorry! Well this is my first Auslly story, but it's not my first story! This will be a multi-chapter story, I'm working on the next chapter right now! :) Thanks for reading! Please read and review!