Hello! This is my first story on here and I hope you enjoy. :) I can't wait to see what becomes of it. Review and tell me how you like it!

I do not own Austin and Ally, only the plot line of this story.

Ally's POV:

I was bored. I was so bored that my current state consisted of me hanging upside down off of the side of my bed with a book hanging loosely from my hand.

I had gotten tired of reading a while ago and was staring at the wall thinking. I wondered what Austin was doing one door down.

Our rooms face each other so when we open our curtains, we can see each other clearly through our windows. Looking out my big window, I noticed that Austin's curtains were closed.

I frowned. He rarely ever had his curtains closed when he was home and I assumed he was since his rusty red truck was stationed in the driveway. I debated quietly to myself if I should walk over and knock on his door or if I should just lay low in my bedroom the rest of the evening. I quickly decided that I needed a cure for my boredom and pulled on my high top yellow converse. I looked in the mirror to make sure I looked presentable. That night I was wearing short white Levi jean shorts with a vintage Adidas t-shirt that cropped off but didn't show my stomach. My hair was long, only a few inches above my waist. I had left it natural and it flowed down my back in loose, beachy waves. I was wearing a bit of makeup, as I didn't wear that much during the summertime. As I swung open my door, I walked downstairs and saw my older brother Cameron on the couch watching the baseball game on TV.

"I'm hanging out with Austin," I declared.

"Be back by midnight," He said.

"Gotcha."

Cam always had to act as a fatherly figure to me since our mom died when I was 11 and my actual dad traveled most of the time for his job. I only saw him about once every three months. Pulling open the door, I walked outside and was instantly hit by the summer night. The sun was just starting to set, the air smelled sweet due to a mixture of the flowers and the grass growing around the neighborhood, crickets were chirping, and I was encircled in the heat. I made my way towards the front steps of my best friend's house. I knocked on the door a few times. Austin's mom, Mimi opened it with the usual bright smile on her face.

"Ally!" She said

"Hi, Mimi! Is Austin home?"

"No, he told me he was going for a walk but I'm sure you can find him around the neighborhood somewhere."

"Okay thank you!" I started to walk off.

"Oh and Ally?

"Yeah?" I turned back around.

"I just wanted to say that you are getting so beautiful! I mean geez, where did the time go? Cameron's going to have to guard you from all those boys."

I laughed, "Thank you Mimi, but I'm sure it won't be a problem. And thanks for letting me know where Austin is."

"Of course honey, I hope you find him"

I smiled and nodded before jumping down the porch steps. Mimi had always treated me like her own ever since I was little. She never had a daughter, so I get to be the one she gushes about to people. It's not always the best, but I think it reassures me sometimes. As I walked along the sidewalk, I knew exactly where Austin would probably be. Our favorite spot. No one knew about it but Austin and I, and we both loved having it that way. We found it when we were eight years old one day when we were exploring around the neighborhood. Now, we go there to think or to talk or to just watch the waves on the water go up and down when we're too worn out to do anything more. I walked and walked, taking left and rights here and there. I couldn't ever get lost on the way since I knew the path like the back of my hand. Finally, I reached a patch of tall trees. Carefully, I weaved through them until I got to the other side. Sitting there was a wooden dock. It reached out to a small cove of sparkling water. Fireflies were out, zipping around and illuminating as they went. The cove was a small, hidden one but it connected to the ocean. Austin's silhouette was at the end of the dock and a spectacular sunset could be seen straight ahead of him. Austin's shoes were sitting next to him. As I approached I noticed he was wearing his big square glasses and a Nike sweatshirt with basketball shorts. I came up behind him and grabbed his shoulders swiftly. He jumped at my action.

"AHHH!" He screamed in the most high pitched tone I've ever heard.

"It's just me" I laughed

"Ally!" He yelled. His cheeks were flushed red with embarrassment

"I would say sorry but I think you should be the one apologizing since you about blew out my ear."

He just rolled his eyes and nudged me with his elbow.

"How'd you know I was down here?" He said.

"I went to your house and your mom told me you went on a walk so I knew you had come here." He smiled.

"You know, sometimes it scares me how much we know each other Ally."

That made me go rigid.

"Yeah Austin, I guess I thought I knew you until you started dating Cassidy."

"C'mon Ally, do we really have to have this conversation again? I know you don't like her but I really really do. And as my best friend you're kinda obliged to support my relationships"

"But Cassidy is so...so...not you! She's not smart like you since all she does is apply lip gloss during class the whole day. She's not kind like you because her and her posse judge everyone in the whole damn school. She's not fun like you because she-"

"Ally!" He yelled, cutting me off, "Drop it okay?"

"But it's just so hardddd" I whined.

He gave me a pointed look.

"Fine." I gave in.

Austin smiled. He knew he could always get his way with me.

Suddenly, a strong breeze blew and goosebumps appeared on my legs. It was getting colder as the night went on, but I tried not to show it. Austin caught on anyways and pulled his sweatshirt off over his head before passing it to me with a smirk at my failed attempt to not show that the temperature drop was bothering me.

"I'm fine Austin."

"Put it on."

"No."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes!"

I sighed loudly, giving in, as I took his sweatshirt and slipped it over my head.

"You look better in it anyways."

I rolled my eyes but then smiled at him and flicked the bridge of his glasses.