A/N: Ok, I'm about to do something crazy: starting-a-multichapter-I-planned-to-do-months ago. It was originally written for another fandom, but I adapted the story to A&A characters and I even had more ideas! :) I'm still flattered about the reviews I received for my A&A one-shot Tips and Picnics. You guys are the best! Somebody asked me to write another one-shot (don't worry, I will) but I think you won't mind a multichapter either xD

Anyways, this is an AU story. I really hope you will like it! Since this is a prologue, it's short but the other chapters will be longer, I promise.

Love,

Micetta

"The chicken is in the fridge," mum reminded me, while running towards the door, two bulging bags in her hands, almost risking to trip.

"You already told me twice."

"We're not getting back from San Francisco until next Monday, so-"

"-so if we need something, anything, we have to call you," I said in monotone, mimicking her tone of voice. I heard those words so many times I learned them by heart.

She smiled, in a I'm-proud-of-you manner and somewhat amused. "Good girl. See you on Monday, sweetie," she planted a kiss onto my forehead.

"Bye, mum. I love you."

"Bye," another girly voice yelled from upstairs.

"Bye, honey! Love you too, Ally-gator."

And, finally, after our greetings exchanging, she stepped out of our house. My house smelled of freedom.

Sorry for skipping introductions. I'm Ally Dawson, I'm 16 and I live in Miami. Lots of friends, parties, drinks… yeah, as if! That was not me. Actually, it was my sister's life. Correction, my step-sister.

My mum's first husband, Derek, died for a rare form of cancer at a very young age, when Ashley was still a baby. Months after, she met my dad, Lester, who she had a daughter with. And that child was me.

Maybe you don't care, but I reckoned this information basilar, if you want to fully understand my story. Back to Ashley, it must be our different fathers that make us so dissimilar in aspect and behavior, but still I've always treated her like a sister to all intents and purposes, since we grew up together. We're only two years apart, but, compared with her, I feel so much younger.

I've got this pretty angelic face of mine, with this chocolate wavy hair and big brown eyes. I don't have a boyfriend… more precisely, I've never had one. It's due to the fact I'm too choosy, or simply because I love the freedom you have when you don't have a clingy boyfriend convoying you everywhere. Thought, I love romance: this is why my passion and favorite hobby is to write love songs. You can consider that a contradiction, surely, but you have to get to know me better to get what I mean.

Ashley, instead, is totally the opposite, physically and temperamentally speaking. Light brown hair, emerald eyes - she inherited them from her father. Everybody looks at her when she walks by and gives her winks and even blows her kisses with their hands. She had more boys until now than an average girl could have in her entire life. Plus, she is a party type. Every Friday and Saturday night she backs home dead drunk.

She changes boys like socks, and the only time she remained single for a long time - three days -, she considered herself the most prudish girl in the world. If you haven't figured out it yet, Ash dates boys only to have fun with them.

My description makes her a… I guess it would require the use of a bad word, so you will have just to assume what I meant. Though, she can be sweet and get all emotional; I've seen her crying over boys so many times. She's also a caring big sister and gives me helpful advices.

For the last two days she had been talking non-stop about some guy she met at her best friend's party; as she describes, he must be really attractive. She's already planning to have fun with him for a week or two and then ditching him like she's done with the others: it's how it works for her. Just another name to add at her collection.

"ALLY!" Ashley climbed down the stairs like a flash, screaming my name frantically.

I rolled my eyes. "What?"

"He's coming here! He said he'll be here in half an hour or so!"

"And why are you telling me this?"

This time, she was the one rolling her eyes. "Because I'd like you to meet him and I don't want to make a bad impression," Ash explained, attempting at fixing my hair with her fingers.

I shoved her hand away, in the way you would with an annoying fly, "oh, well, you scream like a soprano and I'm the one who risks to make a bad impression? I swear I've seen the windows trembling."

"Funny, as always, sis. Now refresh yourself and try to look presentable, which is what I'm going to do now."

"What about dinner?" I whined; I was starving.

"That's all you can think about? Food? Go change your clothes, you'll eat later," she ordered and proceeded to run up the stairs.

I sighed in frustration. "Yes, ma'am."

Almost fainting for my hunger, I stripped off my clothes and put on something cuter, which consisted in a flower-patterned yellow and red dress, with a cute yellow cardigan over it, and my ankle boots. Every time she brings her new boyfriend to our house, I have to stand her complaints about my look and about me possibly making a bad impression.

"So, are you ready?"

I stepped out of my room, nodding and she just gave me a thumbs-up. The sooner I get to know him, the sooner I can go eat my chicken.

Like he promised, the doorbell rang half an hour after he told Ashley that he was coming. He's punctual. Impressive. My sister took my hand in hers and dragged me downstairs, stopping before the front door.

Ashley straighten up her skirt and opened the door, smiling at her boyfriend. "Hi, sweetie!"

I froze. He was probably one of the most handsome guys in the world, with his messy blond hair and hazel eyes. He was a lot taller than me and judging by the size of his arms you could totally affirm he worked out; what you can define a "Greek god".

He held his hand out, connecting his hypnotizing eyes with mine, "I'm Austin Moon. You're Ally, right?" I nodded like an idiot and shook his hand, almost melting in it. Obviously, my cheeks turned red. He flashed me a smile and laughed a little at my reaction. He looked like a star!

Ow! This is unfair!

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