Chapter 1: Eavesdropping

Ally's POV

I played with the lonely string that was barely attached to my faded turquoise cardigan. My cheery, yellow flowing skirt and calm, sky blue shirt didn't match my emotions inside. I nibbled at my dark, caramel colored hair, a habit I've been working on out-growing, wondering how I was going to break the news to my friends. We'd barely stopped thinking about what Trent had done to Austin and Trish. Our group suddenly became wary of people we hung out with. Are there really people out there who would stoop that low to get Austin's fame? Trying to turn best friend against best friend? Partner against partner?

I shook my head, my brown curls swaying with my fluid motion, attempting to rid off the un-welcoming memory. There was a greater task at hand.

"How am I going to tell them … That I'm moving to California?" I questioned to no one in particular with a sigh.

Try as I might, there was no other way I could back out of moving to California. I tried everything; ranging from making dinner to having a tantrum. But, sadly, nothing had worked.

Dad would say the same thing in the same sweet yet firm tone, "Ally, sweetheart, you know that this is better for the both of us, for your mom, and for business." He would explain, and sure, the offer was very tempting.

I mean, wouldn't you grab the first chance you get to see the mother you haven't seen face to face in four years? Thing is, I'm not you. I'm only me, myself, and I; and I stay true to my friends. But … Th-they would understand … right? I am their best friend after all …

I would still be able to write him songs by sending them and we would practice on the phone or we could webcam! That's perfect!

I had happily gone to the piano in the practice room when I heard the melodious jingle of the shop doors of 'Sonic Boom' opening.

I stood up, dusting off my flowing, bright yellow and was about to grab for my songbook──but I stopped in mid-stride when I heard my name downstairs.

Thinking they called me over, I walked back swiftly to the door frame and was confused when I heard Trish say,

"Good, Ally isn't here yet."

Intrigued, I sat down on the mahogany floor boards and leaned away from view. Go ahead, tell me I'm an eavesdropper, but in all fairness I blame my curiosity. Although … nobody told me that curiosity killed the Ally-cat …

Disclaimer I do not own Austin & Ally, or any other characters in the TV Show except the ones I have created.

Author's Note This story was inspired by Ally's new sense of fashion. Made by an Auslly fan and posted & corrected by ai-love-sarang.

Copyright © 2012 M.O., ai-love-sarang