"W-W-We'll never be more than friends, Ally. You are so smart and talented but your my best friend. My friend Ally, nothing more. Y-Your cute Ally, I just could never look at you as being sexy. You are like my sister and I could never look at you as more than that. I-I'm sorry Alls.."
And those were the words that ended a chapter of my life and started a new book, a new life, a new Ally. After chasing the same guy around for what felt like most of my life, I finally made the decision to tell him how I felt. But that was my mistake, because he definitely didn't feel the same.
I knew I wasn't sexy, I think I realized this at the talent show last year. All the popular girls were half naked, lip singing sexy, seductive songs and I was singing songs about love in my every day, well as everyone would call them, "Ally clothes". Don't get me wrong, everyone loved my voice, but who was I kidding, I wasn't like all the others girls.
The trouble was that I had been best friends with Austin forever, before I got over my stage fright Austin became an internet sensation with songs I wrote for him, we were the perfect team. But this wasn't going to help my career, it was helping his. I knew at some point I had to worry about myself and focus on my future or I'd always be living in his footsteps. I decided to conquer my stage fright and in doing this, many doors opened for me. Jimmy Star, the producer who gave Austin his big break introduced me to a lot of producers in New York and before I knew it, I had offers. After meeting with them, most told me my voice was amazing, my songs were amazing, my look was to "girl next door" and eventually if I wanted to make music videos and go on tour, I would have to do an image change.
Austin was happy for me, happy that doors had opened for me. Some guys at school started to notice me, because I was friends with a pop star but because I was becoming one too. I wanted this, I just hated being in the limelight. I didn't like staring at me, one time Dallas asked me on a date and Trish (my best friend) had this brilliant idea that I wear makeup that I never would and clothes that I'd never be caught dead in, I couldn't even leave the house I was so self-conscience.
After Austin said those deadly words to me I realized that all these years that our feelings were secret, I thought they were mutually felt by both of us. But they weren't, they were my sad attempt at believing someone like Austin would like at me as more than his little sister, his best friend. Austin didn't look at girls like me like that, Austin looked at girls like Kira and Cassidy, girls that showed off there curves and showed cleavage, sexy girls. Not nerdy girls.