Realization is a Pain in the Butt
A blonde haired boy walking in the classroom, it was two minutes before last period was supposed to begin. He lazily took his seat next to a girl with chestnut hair and amber highlights. Austin slumped his shoulders and crossed his arms on the table, resting his chin on his forearms.
The girl, Ally Dawson, very close friend to the blonde, Austin Moon, gazed at him, eyes laced with intrigue, "Hey,
Austin," she said, attempting to begin a conversation with the beach blonde. Austin only nodded in reply.
"So," she continued, "I was thinking that maybe we should work on the song after school so you'll be able to perform it at the concert later this week." He, again, only nodded.
"I feel like you're not really listening to me..." He nodded once again, continuing his gaze at the front of the
classroom.
Ally then gave up on her attempts at conversation with the boy and turned to her long time friend, Trish, "Hey, Trish," she said, gaining the attention of the curly haired Latina.
"Hey, Ally," Trish smiled, "Have you and Austin finished the song yet?"
"Not yet. I'm hoping that we'll be able to by tomorrow, but Austin seems completely out of it today," Ally replied.
Trish switched her focus to the dazed rock star, then back to Ally, "Don't worry," she sent her best friend a evil smirk, and leaned close to Austin's ear and whispered so only he could hear what she was about to say, "Austin! Ally just walked in and she's only wearing underwear!"
Austin's body immediately shot up and searched around for Ally, only to see her sitting next to him-definitely not in just her undergarments. Disappointed-only slightly, of course; he wasn't that much of a perv-that she was fully clothed, he then turned towards Trish and gave her his best version of the trademarked Bat-Glare that he could muster. Trish put her hands up, admitting to her crime.
"What'd she say to you?" Ally suddenly asked, causing him to switch his squinted eyes to wide ones and a deep pink flush to accompany them. Flustered, he looked down at his thumbs as if they were the coolest thing in the world - although, he would immediately disagree to whoever said that, Ally was, of course - and muttered, "nothing."
Giving him a look of uncertainty, she decided against prying. The bell rang, notifying the students that class was about to start.
Nothing the teacher said made sense to Austin. He was too focused in his dreamland, consisting of Ally, and only Ally. He imagined her beautiful smile, the way her hair falls so perfectly on her shoulders and continues to flow down her upper back, her gorgeous doe eyes and how they always sparkle, he loved how loving and caring she was to everyone, he loved how she chewed her hair whenever she got nervous, he loved how adorable-y dorky she was. He just loved everything about her. But don't take that the wrong way, he didn't think of Ally any more than just a friend. Friend, Austin had to repeat to himself. Just a friend, Ally's just a friend, I don't have any romantical feelings for my partner and best gal friend. There's no way. He shook his head at the thought, but then started smiling - he was thinking about everything he loved about Ally once again: her beautiful smile, her eyes that he always got lost in, how her hai- his mind blanked and he had an epiphany. He liked Ally. Austin Monica Moon liked Ally (he didn't know her middle name) Dawson. "I like Ally..." Austin murmured.
Ally faced Austin, "What'd you say?" she whispered, barely catching the few words he said.
Panic shown in Austin's eyes, "I said," he emphasized the word said, giving him some time to think of a cover up, "'I like Cali', yeah, that's what I said. I like Cali, California, it's like the Florida of the West Coast. I've only been there
twice, but it still seems really cool..." he blabbered.
"Oh," she furrowed her brows, "Okay." Austin let go of the breath he didn't realize he was holding.
Ally then refocused on the teacher and his lecture on the Louisiana Purchase. She placed her pen on her notebook paper, her intention to take very thorough notes but failing miserably. She was too distracted thinking about a certain blonde haired boy whom she was quite close to. She knew that having feelings towards Austin were wrong, but she couldn't help but inwardly - or physically - smile whenever he was mentioned or was around her.
Having feelings for your partner and best guy friend could ruin their fantastic relationship, she knew that. So she would always try to deny those feelings whenever they would show up.
Class passed by quickly, soon there were only five minutes left and the teacher finished the lesson quicker than
anticipated, so he let the teenagers have some free time.
Both Austin and Ally had smiles on their faces and continued looking straight ahead, oblivious to the fact that Trish was waving her hands in front of them, trying to get their attention, "Hello?!" she snapped, "Austin? Ally?" Trish then
resorted to punching both of them on the arm.
"Ow!" They yelled in unison, "What'd you do that for?" Austin continued.
"You were both dazing off," Trish said, matter-of-factly, "So..." She dragged the vowel out and smirked at them, "What - or should I say who - were you both thinking about that made you so spaced out?" She asked even though she already knew the answer, Austin and Ally might be oblivious about each others feelings toward the other, but everyone around them knew about it, they weren't very secret about it.
"Ummm...What?" They both replied and Ally continued, "I wasn't thinking about anything or anyone!" Austin nodded in agreement.
"Uh-huh, yeah," Trish said sarcastically, "I know you weren't just thinking of nothing, you were daydreaming about
a special someone!" At the mention of a 'special someone', Austin's head shot to Ally in surprise and slight anger.
"A 'special someone'?" He questioned, "Who?" His eyes showing a tinge of jealousy-just a tinge, might I remind you.
Before Ally had the chance to answer - or deny - anything, Trish cut in, "Is that jealousy I hear Austin? Green doesn't look good on you."
"Me? Jealous?" He scoffed and looked Trish straight in the eye, "I'm just a tad bit curious, that's all. So..." he
continued and turned back to Ally, "Who were you thinking about?" he quirked his eyebrow at her.
"Like I said before," Ally answered, "I wasn't thinking about anyone," seeing the looks on Austin's and Trish's faces
showing her that they obviously didn't believe any of the bull she was giving, she quickly added, "I was only thinking
about a cool verse for the song we're working on."
Just then, the bell rang. Ally sighed in relief and quickly gathered her stuff and exiting the classroom in record time,
heading to her locker.
Barely a minute of walking and she arrived at the blue metal locker. She twisted the lock three times and it opened to reveal many, many books. She dumped her history book in her locker and picked up her calculus book and stuffed it in her pink backpack, hurriedly so Trish couldn't catch up with her to interrogate her earlier actions.
She closed the locker door only to reveal a tall, beach blonde boy leaning against the locker adjacent to hers.
"So..." Austin nervously gulped and placed his hands in his pockets looking down at his shoes, "Wh-who were you thinking about?"
Ally hung her backpack on her left shoulder, turned towards Austin and shrugged, "Like I said before, I was only thinking of some cool lyrics." It was partially true, but most of the ones she thought of included a description of a tall blonde boy who was this girls best friend and how the girl is falling for the boy. She definitely did not want to share those lyrics to anyone. She tried to keep her cool as she continued, "But, what I'd love to know is who you were thinking about." she added a teasing smirk to try to mask the hurt in her eyes.
Austin's eyes flashed uncertainty for half a second, then went back to normal, "Just like you, I was thinking about the new song."
Ally gave Austin a knowing look, but went with it, "Oh, that's cool. So do you want to work on the song after I finish my shift?"
"Yeah!" He exclaimed. They both stood there, lost in each others eyes. Minutes later, Trish yelled their names and before they knew it, they were seated in Austin's car, headed towards the mall. The ride was filled with comfortable silence, both of them stealing glances at one another once in awhile.
They arrived at the Miami Mall's entrance, Ally got out and collected her backpack, "Thanks for the ride, Austin. You
really didn't have to."
Austin smiled at her, "Anytime, I'd do anything for you," he replied sincerely, Ally blushed and he continued, "I'll see
you later!" Ally nodded and closed the passenger side door and started walking towards Sonic Boom. Austin watched her walk, his left hand on the steering wheel and the right on the gearshift.
Austin stayed in that position for awhile until she was no longer in his view. He then reluctantly turned his to face the
road ahead of him and with a sad smile he quietly sighed, "I will find out who you were thinking about." Little did he know that she was thinking the same thing.