Austin & Ally
Behind the Music
Chapter 1
To say Ally was stressed out would be an understatement. Austin's popularity was growing even larger than before and the pressure to come up with an awesome new song every Friday was building. How could she possibly top last weeks' song? It had been their biggest hit yet, getting more views overnight than the first video. With a sigh and a growl emitting from her stomach, Ally leaned her head against the piano top.
The entire week had been spent trying to come up with a new song but she failed terribly. She thanked the heavens that summer has not ended yet because Ally has no idea what to do once school starts. The stress of writing a new song every week weighed down heavily on her shoulders and she could not add school work into the mix. With yet another growl from her stomach, Ally clutched her stomach and moved from sitting to curled up in a ball on her piano bench. Who had time to eat when a song needed to be written?
"Knock, knock!" a familiar voice yelled out into the relaxed music room. Ally knew it was Trish but made no effort to move. "Ally, I've got food from Flavorsome Delights!" The curly brown haired song writer sprang up from her seat and ran towards the door. She couldn't wait to taste the brownies and-
The smile that had been on Ally's face disappeared the moment she saw the bag of food from Dairy Queen. A groan escaped from her lips as she opened the door wider and trudged back to the piano bench. "You lied."
With a shrug, Trish opened the fast food bag and pulled out Ally's favorites. "Being the amazing best friend, and manager of Austin Moon, that I am, I know you've been stressing out so I brought you onion rings!" She held up the square box full of fried, ring shaped food pieces and smiled. Ally reluctantly grabbed for it.
"I've just been freaking out," she began, putting onion ring after onion ring into her awaiting mouth. "I mean, I'm doing this all on my own and whenever I actually get an idea, someone interrupts me! And when I'm alone, I can't think of anything. Plus, my life has just become more hectic," she said in frustration, throwing her hands up in the air, all the while forgetting the onion ring box that was in her hands. All too late she realized what she had done and watched, as if in slow motion, as the remaining precious onion rings flew to the ground. "You have got to be kidding me!" she yelled, bending down to pick up the onion rings and place them into the box. "This is why there is no eating in the store!"
Trish watched as Ally picked up the unhealthy snack and place the box on the piano, leaving it there to be rid of later. "I thought there was no eating in the store because your mom-" Trish stopped there and immediately caught herself. She had suddenly become very interested in the cupcake apron she was wearing from her newest job. Ally looked away to, letting her eyes travel to the far wall. She wasn't mad at Trish for the slip up, everything with her mom happened so suddenly and unexpectedly. It still hurt her though. With a clear of her throat, Ally changed the subject.
"I think I should probably get back to work on that song."
Trish opened her mouth to ask if she needed help but realized that her best friend probably just wanted to be alone. "You're right. And I should probably actually work at this job if I want a car." Ally offered her friend a laugh and a wave before facing her piano again.
"Okay, you can do this. Writing a song is easy! Wait! I can just look in my song book," Ally spoke aloud to herself. She had remembered that she wrote some lyrics down last night after she woke up from a weird dream. Reaching one hand out to the top of the piano while letting her other hand glide across the cold, black and white keys, Ally only grasped air. "My songbook!" she exclaimed as she abruptly stood from her seat to examine the empty surface, excluding the lukewarm onion rings. "Where did it-"
"You should really stop leaving this around, you know," Austin Moon announced to Ally as he barged into the room, holding the worn songwriting/journal/diary in his hand. Leaping towards him, Ally quickly took the book from his hands and held it against her chest, muttering a familiar saying.
"Don't touch my songbook." She sat herself back on the piano bench and opened her precious book. I only she could remember where she scribbled down those lyrics…
"It's not my fault that you carelessly leave it around," the blonde singer supplied, reaching his hand out to grab an onion ring. Ally opened her mouth to warn him but decided against considering how she was still upset about him reading about her crush on Dallas. "These are really good onion rings. A little cold," he said with a shrug, "but really good." The brown haired songwriter just gave the boy a fake smile before turning back to her songbook, hoping to find her forgotten lyrics somewhere within.
Hi! There's finally an Austin & Ally category and fanfiction create it the day I decide to publish this. I'm excited. Anyway, am I the only one that thinks Ally's songbook is probably really messy with random lyrics and notes in it, sprawled out across various pages? Okay, cool. But I'm excited for this story! :)
No telling when I'll be able to update next but hopefully it's soon. Leave me your thoughts and whatnot in a review, por favor.
Oh, and fangirl moment. The entire "Secrets & Songbook" episode. Ahhh, my shipper heart was so happy. And finally, we were so close to an Austin and Ally hug but nada. And now I love the song "Not a Love Song" and the lyric video for "A Billion Hits". Okay, fangirl moment over.
Until next time... :)