ALLY'S POV

"Trish, you know how much I hate racing thought. Can't you just do the interview for me?" I begged Trish. You might be a little confused, let me explain.

I am Allison Dawson. I am 22 years old. I am studying to be a reporter because I love writing. My teacher, Mr. Tomas, He gave everyone a person to interview. After the interview and we have the information we need we all have to write about it. Mr. Tomas gave everyone a different person.

I got Austin Moon. Austin Moon is a famous race car driver. He is number 23. No one knows why he choose that number. I'm going to ask though.

I hate Race car races. For only one reason. I hate how loud it is. If it was quieter I would love them. Getting hit by the clay/mud that the cars through up when they whip around a corner. The way how it's always neck-to-neck and you never know for sure who is going to win.

The noise is the only thing that gets to me. I can listen to music all the way up, but cars is a different story. I don't know why I just can't stand the sound.

Trish is going anyways because her boyfriend Dez invited her. I don't see why she can't just interview Austin for me.

"Because Ally, I know that you love races. Look I got you beats. (The headphones.) Play them as loud as you need to break out the sound. I am going to be with Dez, So no I can't interview Austin for you. I'm sorry Ally." Trish said. It made since.

And she did give me something to block out the noise.

"Fine..." I gave in. Grabbing my jacket, phone, notebook and pen, and finally the beats me and Trish were out the door and on our way to the race track.

AUSTIN'S POV (At the Race Track)

"Austin, Hey man." Dez said coming up to me. We did our handshake and then sat down.

"How is it going Dez? How is your girlfriend?" I asked him. I am happy for Dez. Ever since he got with this girl he has been really happy and that makes me happy. Dez hasn't introduced me yet. I wounder when he will.

"She is great man. She and her friend are coming to the show tonight to see you race. Her friend is going to be interviewing you after." Dez said. He was smiling as he talked about his girlfriend.

"Yeah. I just got told that someone was going to be interviewing me after the races were over." I informed him.

I love getting interviewed but at the same time I don't. Every time I get interviewed it's always about the same old thing : Racing. I know that is what I am doing but can't they ask anything else. I mean ANYTHING. I just want people to realize there is more to me then a race car.

"I got to go Austin. Trish texted. She and her friend just got here. I will see you tonight." Dez said wishing me luck and patting my back before leaving to stand in the crowd waiting to see the show.

"Austin, Your up man." My crew told me. Well here goes nothing. I think getting into my race car.

AFTER THE RACE

I get out my car feeling out of breath. As I get out I get my water.

"Congratulations on winning the race." I heard behind me. I just nodded not turing around and continued chugging my water. "Um..." The girl said. You could hear how awkward she was feeling just by her voice. I finished my water and threw it away before turning around.

She was beautiful. She had brown hair with Omber tips. She has Big Brown eyes. She was wearing skinny jeans and a blue t-shirt. You could see where she got hit with the clay/mud.

"I'm sorry. I was just really thirsty. I am Austin. Austin Moon." I said shaking her hand.

"I'm Ally. Ally Dawson. I'm here to interview you." She said. I just nodded and told her to take a seat.

I got me and her waters and sat down across of her.

"Ask anything." I said with a fake smile. I know I should be happy but here is another interview with the same questions.

"Alright." She said taking out a pen and her notepad. "When did you first start liking racing?" she asked me. It's not an unusual question. A common one actually.

"When I was 7 my father took me to a car race. I loved it. I remember asking my parents for everything that had to do with racing. After that trip with my dad I became addicted to racing." I told her. It was the truth, just not the full truth. I might of left out one detail but she don't need to know that.

"Alright. Do you have any other passions?" She asked me looking up from her paper. I was a little shocked. I haven't been asked that question at all. Well at least from reporters. I just looked back at her for a minute before answering.

"Yes. One other passion but I don't like to share what it is." I told her. No longer meeting her eye. I was still faking my smile.

"Alright. Thank you. If you were not a race car driver, what would you do?" She asked. She is not asking me the questions I am used to. It's kind of refreshing but not enough to make me drop my fake smile for real one.

"I guess If I were not a race car driver I would want to be a Firefighter. They save so many people and they are truly amazing." I said looking down. This girl is trying to break my walls with out even realizing it.

"Thank you. One last question Mr. Moon." Ally said. I looked at her for this one. Fake smile still one.

"Yes Mrs. Dawson? And please call me Austin." I told her. She looked me in the eyes.

"Why are you faking a smile, Austin?" She asked with looking confident and determined.

"Um... I..." I said sitting there opening and closing my mouth looking like a fish out of water.

"It's fine really. I was just wondering why you are not smiling a real smile. I mean your doing what you love, Right?" She said looking me in the eyes still. I couldn't look away even though that's all I wanted to do.

Look away and forget this interview like I do the rest. But I know that this is going to be one interview that I'm going to remember no matter how hard I try to forget.

"Right. It's just I get asked the same questions in every interview. I want some different questions." I told her being 100% honest with her since I met her.

"That's not why. You might not see it but you will soon." She said standing up and pushing her chair in. She started to walk away and when turned around and said

"What's the point in living... If you're not doing what you love?" She said giving me a small smile before completely disappearing.

"Yeah.. No way am I going to forget her" I mumbled thinking about her and what she she said.

I was finally smiling for real since the Race began.