Not a Love Song-Or Is It?
1-A New Moon
"Hi, I'm Austin Moon. This red-headed kid next to me, that's my best friend, Dez. We are about to tape a song this girl wrote, just for you. It's called "Double Take". Ready Dez? Okay, 1, 2, 3, 4," I said to the camera as we began to record.
Flip a switch
Turn up the lightning
Get it right
Show 'em how it's done
Free it up
No matter how you dress that song
Girl you know you got a number one
Go with it
You got 'em where you want 'em
Drop the beat
They need to hear your sound
Play it up
It's coming down to you right now
They wanna know know know
Your name name name
They want the girl girl girl
With game game game
And when they look look look
Your way way way
Your gonna make (make) make (make)
Make 'em do a double take
They wanna know know know
Your name name name
They want the girl girl girl
With game game game
And when they look look look
Your way way way
Your gonna make (make) make (make)
Make 'em do a double take
What up?
"Yeahhh! Dude, that's so hip!" Dez cheered as he cut the tape. We slapped high fives as we left the studio. We ran down the stairs only to run into Ally, the storeowner's daughter. She seems upset too.
"What?" I asked.
"I think you have something that belongs to me," she said, her voice steady and hyptonizing.
"Oh, that would be me. I accidently took the sub sandwich that was left on the counter over there," Dez said, reaching into his pocket. "Here's what's left of it." He pulled out leftover lettuce and bread from his pants and gave it to Ally.
"First of all, ew. Second, there's no eating in the store," she remarked, pointing at a sign which says 'no eating' in big, red letters. "That's also not it. Does this look familiar?" She pulled over her laptop and showed us a video on Mytewb.
"Hey! That's our video Austin!" Dez said excitedly.
"Yeah, and the song you singing is my song."
"That's where I heard it from! I knew I couldn't of written it because I can't write!" I shouted. "I mean, I can write, but I can't write a song."
"And you have nearly a billion hits. Without giving me credit you credit-stealing jerk of a weasal!"
I think I pushed a button. What happens if I push more? Hehe. "Sorry, I said 'this girl', is that enough?" She rolled her eyes at me in disgust.
"Austin! We got nearly a billion hits! That is so awesome! Oo! Meatball!" Dez said, grabbing a runaway meatball.
"There's no eating in the store!" she whined as he plopped the glop of meat into his mouth. "Eww…"
I laughed. Then my phone beeped. "Hello?" I answered. "Yes, this is him. The one and only!...Yeah… Really? Cool!... Yeah, that's great!... Okay, tomorrow at three?... Yes, I'll be there. Live and in person!... Okay. Thank you so much! Bye-bye." Ally and Dez were waiting anxiously as I hung up. "Guess who got a—"
"Guess who got a job at the Meatballas Restaurant!" Trish, Ally's best friend announced.
"Oh! Are we playing guessing games? Oo, let me go first! Um, Meatballas Restaurant. Austin? No, Ally? Wait, the blind man over there!" Dez guessed. We all rolled are eyes at him.
"Noo… It's that old lady over there," Trish commented.
"Oh… Oh, now I see," he added, not catching the sarcasm.
"Well, if anyone's still interested, I just got an offer for a big gig right here in the mall and they said the location was of my choice!" I declared.
"For my song…" Ally grumbled, blowing some invisible hair from her face. I glanced back at the laptop quickly to notice one of the recent comments was about writing another original song. Oh crap. I'm screwed.
"Hey, Ally, I kinda need a new song," I asked delicately.
"For you? Heck, no! Write your own!" she stated before she stormed off. "C'mon Trish! Let's catch a break!"
"You lost her dude," Dez said matter-of-factly.
"Heh, not yet," I snorted. I ran out of the store to catch up with Ally. "Hey! Ally!" I shouted. "I'm sorry!"
"Not talking to you," she retorted.
"You don't have to," I said, finally catching up to her. "It's just that, well, that my dad said making it into the music business big-time was a chance of one in a bazillion."
That stopped her in her tracks. "Really?" she asked.
"Yeah. I am a credit-stealing, jerky weasal and all I wanted to do was prove my dad wrong," I confessed.
That broke her. "That's exactly what my dad told me," she murmured.
"The truth is, you're really amazing and a great song-writer and I really want you to be my song writer."
A pause. Then she spoke in a much happier tone. "Yes!" She aimed to hug, changed her mind; I aimed to hug, decided not to and we slapped/shook hands.
Author's Note:
Read lots of interesting Austin and Ally fanfics already, decided to do one myself. Tried my best to keep this similar to the actual episode. Also learned to keep the first chapter pretty light-hearted, get to know the characters. Next chapter "Just One of the Billion" will start to get interesting. Copyright infringement not intended. Crictism is allowed and asked for. Do not own "Double Take" from Austin and Ally. Sorry, this is the only Austin and Ally song I actually plan on inserting into the story. Kinda ran out of room. I have 27 chapters planned. I sound robotic, lol.