"Seriously Monica. a pickle for breakfast?" Ally asked her 16 year old daughter.

"I was craving a pickle..." Monica said, taking another bite of the pickle, not looking up from her book she was writing in.

Ally shook her head smiling.

"Morning!" Ally's husband Austin called as he walked into the kitchen. He leaned down and kissed his wife. "Whatcha workin on Moni?" Grabbing a cup from the counter he walked to the fridge to get some orange juice.

"Just my song. Mom, can you take a look at these lyrics again?" Monica looked up at her mom.

"Hun, another revision? Your performing tonight..." Ally walked behind her daughter to read the writing.

"I know, I know.. But it has to be perfect!"

"Will Mason be able to memorize the changes by tonight?"

"I only changed a few of his words. The rest were my parts." Monica looked up at Ally, who had walked to the other side of the island counter.

"I'm glad you guys are doing a duet. Your voices will sound beautiful together."

"To bad Mason couldn't write a song to save his life." She frowned. "At least I have you to help me."

Austin walked over to his wife and slipped his arm around her waist. "Can I take a look?" He asked his daughter, sliding his arm across the counter to take the book.

Monica yanked the book towards her, and glared up at her father. "Dont touch my book."

Austin glanced down at Ally and they smiled at each other.

He look at Monica. Her head was bent over her book. Her blonde curls falling in her face. She got his hair color, but she has her mothers eyes. She had an amazing voice, reminding him so much of Ally. Fortunately, she got Allys writing skills to. Unfortunately, she also got her nervousness. She was frantically spinning the end of her hair around her fingers. Luckily she wasn't biting the hair.

"You nervous about tonight Monica?" Austin asked.

Monica quickly stopped playing with her hair and stood up, closing her book. "Of course not."

She was good at hiding it when she got nervous. Normally she walked with her head high, ready to do anything and take on anyone. Austin smiled, she got that from him.

"Its okay to be a little nervous." Ally told her. "Jimmy is bringing some of his guys to hear you. You could get signed!"

Monica looked up at her dad, and reached for her hair again. "Daddy, were you nervous when you first performed for Jimmy Starr?"

"Pshh, I never get nerv.."

"He was terrified." Ally cut in poking her husband in the stomach.

Ding Dong! Ding Dong!

"Thats probably Mason." Monica grabbed her book and ran to the piano. "Can you let him in mom?"

Ally opened the front door and there stood Mason. The boy who lived next door and Monica's best friend. He was leaning on the porch railing.

"Good Morning Mrs. Moon."

"Now Mason, I have told you sense you were six, call me Ally! And what are you doing ringing the bell boy? You've been walking in sense you were eight."

Mason smiled at me and stepped inside. "Monica at the piano?"

"Mmhm, you know where it is."

She watched him walk off towards the study where the piano is. Walking towards the study she leaned on the door frame, watching at he sat next to Monica. She told him about the changes and started playing a few keys.

Austin came up behind Ally and wrapped his arms around her waist. She leaned into him. They watched as Monica and Mason played. There hands brushed each others, and Monica looked down, blushing.