(A/N: Hey guys! Here's my first Austin & Ally fanfic! Will definitely include some Auslly ;) but later, later, don't rush them. Actually, there might be a bit of Auslly, right here and now, in this first hapter. Hope you enjoy it and don't forget to R&R!

If some of you are tracking my other fanfic, but for MyMusic, called "Falling Into the Flames", I realise I haven't posted in about 3 centuries, but it is still live. I just can't find anything to post :L

Also, btw, it's only rated T for safety, but things aren't gonna be all namby-pamby xD)

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN AUSTIN & ALLY OR ANY CHARACTERS RELATED TO THE SHOW (I wish :P)

Third Person

It was an average day at Sonic Boom. It was almost then end of Summer break, but the sun was still happily beaming outside and into the music store. A short, brunette girl in jean shorts, sandals and a layered top was standing at the desk in the middle of the room, occasionally talking to customers, but mainly writing in a book and chewing on the pencil she was using.

Two boys entered the store. The first had ginger hair, freckles and a quirky fashion sense of brightly coloured trousers along with a tee-shirt that read "I'm not normal". The other owned short, scruffy blonde hair, a brilliant smile and a bold presence. He wore his favourite red jeans, a black fedora with a white band and black jacket with a white top. They bounced up to the girl – literally, they were on pogo sticks – and began to talk.

"Hey Ally!" the blonde one exclaimed, still bouncing around with his friend, "What's up?"

Ally looked up with a questioning look on her face. "I'm… fine. Umm… Austin? Why do you have pogo sticks?"

Austin opened his mouth to speak, but his friend answered for him: "Well," he said, "I had an amazing idea for Austin's next video. I thought, what makes people happy?" He stopped bouncing and got off the pogo stick. "Then it came to me…" He pointed at the pogo stick. "…bouncing."

He got back on and he and Austin bounded around the store, occasionally making an instrument or five knock off and crash to the ground. Ally instantly became nervous and panicky. "Dez, Austin, stop, get off, guys, clean up, stop, guys…" To add to the chaos, her best friend with curly hair and another huge smile walked in, with her arms in the air. She wore a pirate outfit, including an eye patch.

"Guess who got a job at the fancy dress store?" she said. Before anyone could answer, she continued to speak, "So, Ally, what's up?" As the words left her mouth, the light above Ally fell down, barely missing her. The little customers who had been there left quickly. Ally sighed and looked up, up to find cracks in the ceiling. Without a word, she sat on her high stool and began to chew on a large chunk of her hair profusely.

Ally's POV

I was totally freaking out right there and then, with Dez, Austin, Trish, the light, the store… everything! ARGH! I slammed my fist against the desk, which made the plectrum jar fall off the table and crash to the ground. I just couldn't take it anymore! I grabbed my book, flew off the stool I was once perched on and stormed upstairs. When I slammed the door to the practice room, I heard the commotion come to a halt, and my oh-so-helpful friends talking in hushed voices. I knew only one thing could cure me of my anger. Sighing again, I placed my book on top of the piano in the room, sat at it and gently laid my hands on the keys in front of me. Then I proceeded to smash my head against the keys. It… helped. My head started hurting after a while so I stopped.

My Dad and I have tried to find other things to relieve the anger that rarely built up inside me, because I hated it so much! We had tried stress balls, punching pillows and even yoga! But none of them helped! I lost the stress balls, the pillows needed to be constantly replaced, and when I was angry, I wouldn't have the patience for yoga!

I got up from the piano and went and curled up on the sofa, wrapping my arms around my knees and sinking my head into them. I stayed like that for a while, when the door knob twisted and the door slowly opened a little. I looked at the intruder.

Austin's POV

I was in total shock when Ally stormed out. I hated to see her upset, we all did. Me and Dez stopped bouncing, put our pogo sticks on the desks and began to work out why Ally was so annoyed. It was confusing, since we were just being our old selves. We still couldn't think of anything, when Trish popped her head between us.

"Guys, stop thinking. You're killing off the little brain cells you have." She whispered.

"Well?" I whispered back, looking at Trish. I was sure she knew what was wrong, seeing as she was a girl and all.

"Seriously? You trashed the store, things were falling off and apart, and you didn't notice?" She whisper-shouted. Dez then stepped forward.

"Nah, I don't think it's the store…" Dez said, and then he went into his thinking pose.

"Well, what do you think it was all about then, Dez?" I hissed. He nodded at his own thoughts. Who knows what was going on up there, but I could hear cogs whirring.

Dez's POV

I was thinking of names for my pet turtle. I decided on Jitters.

Austin's POV

"Maybe… maybe… maybe," he ushered me towards him with his hand, and Trish followed too, "maybe, it's her, you know, time of the month." I was about to react, but before I could, loud clanking sounds started coming from the practice room. What was she doing? Was she O.K.? Maybe there was a robber in there, or a murderer!

I began to climb the stairs as quietly as I could, so I wouldn't alert the intruder of my position, and I got about halfway when the horrible sounds stopped. I heard footsteps and that was it. I reached the door, slowly twisted the door knob and poked my head around the door. Ally was curled up in a little ball on the sofa, with her eyes looking straight at me. I said nothing, but went and sat next to her, and as I did, she lowered her eyes, and I realised how much stress she was under. The store she had worked in for at least half of her life was falling apart at the seams, and she was under the rubble. I sighed and nudged her. She raised her head, and she looked really scruffy and tired, so I raised my arms for a hug.

Ally's POV

I felt mixed emotions when Austin showed his face. I wanted some company and someone to talk to, but Austin wasn't exactly the most helpful when it came to advice. Also, he was one of the main reasons I was upset, but I didn't refuse him. I just looked back down into the comfort of the darkness of myself. As I did, I felt the sofa move and could just about feel his warmth radiating from his person.

I heard him sigh and felt a nudge, which made me tense up at first, but I looked up at Austin, who had a sad look on his face, with his arms outstretched. I unwrapped myself, hugged him for the comfort, he was so warm! And he smelt of chocolate! Shut up, brain! Anyway, where was I? Oh yea, the hug. We both let go and returned to our old positions, except I tilted my head so it rested on my knees and I could see him and the open door. I felt a bit calmer.

After a minute of silence, I broke the silence: "What am I going to do with you guys?" I said quietly. I saw a smirk grow on Austin's face, and, as if on cue, Trish and Dez appeared at the door and walked in. I guess Dez heard my question, and started guessing. He loved that game.

"You're going to take us to the zoo?" he exclaimed, and I giggled a little and shook my head.

"No, Dez, we don't even live near a zoo!" I said. He snapped his fingers and looked quite disappointed at my rejection. We all had a little chuckle, me, Trish and Austin, but Dez looked utterly confused.

The miniature laughter died down, and everyone stopped interacting with each other, making the room very awkward.

Austin's POV

I didn't like the thought of leaving the room in such an awkward manner, so I stood up and pulled us all together, and began to talk to everyone. I didn't move Ally, but I made everyone move near her so she could hear.

"Look, guys, no matter what, we can't – no, we won't – start hating each other. It's not an option." I looked round at everyone. We were all so different, but that's what I loved about Team Austin. Everyone's unique: Ally with her shyness and amazing song-writing abilities; Trish with her bold fashion and not-so-amazing managing skills and Dez with his awesome camera skills and crazy mind. I smiled at them all and put my hand in the middle of the circle we had formed.

"No matter what, we are Team Austin forever, right?"

Trish's POV

I was convinced. Austin was trying so hard to turn the situation around, and what he'd said was so true, so I put my hand in.

Dez's POV

Is Jitters really a good turtle name? Wait, what's been going on? How did I get upstairs? I looked around at my friends, panicking. Trish and Austin had their hands in the middle of the circle, smiling like idiots. I put my hand in too, for whatever it was. Back to the turtle, is Jitters a good name? Or maybe it should've been Fizzle? Or Jellybean? Or Bingo? So many possibilities!

Ally's POV

I watched Austin, then Trish, and finally, Dez, put their hands in the middle of the circle. I loved these guys, but I knew this wasn't going to last. As Austin became more famous, he would get different managers, different producers, different song-writers and different friends. Nothing was going to stop that. But I couldn't let my best friends down, so I reached out and placed my hand on top.

Austin counted down: "3, 2, 1, TEAM AUSTIN FOREVER!" And with that our hands flew into the air.

Trish and Dez cheered and Dez also fist-pumped the air, and so did I, but half-heartedly.

A song began to play:

"They wanna know, know, know,
Your name, name, name.
They want the girl, gir-"

The song was cut off by Trish, who answered her phone and left the room, speaking in a different language, probably Spanish. I heard the front door jingle as she left.

Then Dez left, after mentioning something about a turtle, scratching his head and running out of the room. When he rushed through the door, it hit the bell with the door with such force that it broke off.

I sighed to myself, got up and checked the clock. It was closing time, thank goodness. I can't spend another second here. I felt so guilty for no reason. I took a few deeps breaths and was also about to leave the room to begin locking up, when Austin's voice sounded. I turned towards him.

"You know, after having a pep talk, you don't seem very…" He fist pumped the air a little with both hands, "pepped."

I shrugged him off and began to walk downstairs. I turned the sign on the front door from "OPEN" to "CLOSED".

"So, what's up? What's wrong?" I heard him say.

I started to sort sheet music into piles, from where they had fallen off and replaced them, silently.

Austin's POV

I didn't understand! She was being so quiet! I know she's shy and all, but not around her friends – never around her friends! I chased after her when she left the practice room. I followed her down the stairs and said, "So, what's up? What's wrong?"

She continued to clean up silently. I sat on the desk in the middle of the room because she would have to go into the desk sometime.

"You know, you could help." She said. Her voice was timid, and quieter than normal. Well, it was a start. At least she was talking a bit. I shrugged my shoulders and got up. I went over to the plectrum jar, which was shattered into pieces. I rummaged around and uncovered a dustpan and brush, which I used to clear it up, but I had to pick out the plectrums from the glass. I looked around for a replacement jar, but there didn't really seem to be one, so I scratched my head. Well, my fedora. Then it came to me! I took off my hat and put the plectrums in there. To be honest, it looked quite cool. I went round to the inside of the desk and swept up the glass from the light that flew down towards Ally. Just when I had finished sweeping, Ally walked to my side to put something in some drawer, so I saw my opportunity.

I tipped the waste glass into the bin quickly, replaced the dustpan and brush, then went to the exit of the desk area and stood there.

"Excuse me, Austin." She said, looking at the floor.

"Excuse me? What happened to the Ally who would shove me out of the way?" I said with a smirk.

"Just, let me go by." She whispered.

"Tell me. Tell me what's wrong." I demanded. This was ridiculous. Why wasn't she acting normal? She turned her head away.

"No, Austin! I don't wanna depress you…" She turned away. I walked around her and lifted her chin. She looked me in the eyes and their power hit me. They were glazed over with tears. I couldn't stand to see her in this state. I looked up at the ceiling instead.

"Just tell me, Ally! I'll help you, you know that!" I said to the ceiling.

"Fine!" she shouted and went and sat on her high stool.

"Earlier, when you said 'It's Team Austin forever, right?', it made me think. It won't be team Austin forever."

Ally's POV

I held my hand up when he tried to protest. "Let me finish. If your career sky-rockets like we all want it to, we – me, Trish and Dez – will get replaced for some people who are more professional. And we'll let it happen, for you. I never want that day to come, but it will." I felt a tear roll down my cheek and looked down to follow it.

I felt a thumb catch the tear and wipe it off. I looked up at Austin. He was looking me, right in the eyes. "That will never happen." I wanted to protest, but he did the same to me as I did to him. I put his hand up.

"I won't let that happen. Never."

(A/N: So, how's that for a first Chapter, huh? xD Bit emotional, I know, but yea. R&R please with suggestions, comments and such, and enjoy your day!

-WritingWithFreedom :D-)