(A/N: So, I woke up this morning feeling exhausted, but this idea just popped into my head. It's a bit strange, but I found it extremely hard not to at least attempt to make it a story. This only going to be seven chapters, and I'm guessing that they will be short. Give it a shot!)

BTW: I'M BACK FROM MY BREAK! I missed you all dearly! I have pre-written a lot of chapters to take stress off, so that's good! I will be updating Dead in her Tracks soon, so be on the lookout for that.

Ally's POV

It was quite weird, actually.

There I was, sitting around at Trish's sweet sixteen. She was occupied by some of our other friends, so I was standing alone in the corner, watching figures dance. The room was too dark to make out who the people were.

I was in the corner alone, standing with a small cup of punch. It tasted delicious, even if it had turned my lips a deep scarlet color. I actually liked the way it looked, so I definitely enjoyed the punch. People were standing around, dancing, and there were also quite a few couples insistent on sucking face. A lot of people had come; almost our whole school, in fact.

I was extremely bored and extremely lonely. I had absolutely no one to talk to, and I was completely alone.

That's when it happened.

One second, I was standing awkwardly, tapping my foot to the beat of the song blasting through the speakers. The next, there was a pair of lips pressed against mine.

Yep, quite weird indeed.

My first thought was, is this really happening? Not every day does a person come up to you and decide to kiss you full on the mouth. And the strangest thing was that I liked it. Normal Ally Dawson would not appreciate things like this. She would push the person off of her and shun him.

But, the kiss was not only good, it was also amazing.

I opened my eyes to try and get a look at who had suddenly decided to kiss me. It didn't help at all; the room was way too dark to make out who he was.

I probably should've pulled away. I didn't know who the guy was! He could be a drunk teenager who wants to get in my pants! But, there was something about the way he moved, the way he smelled, and the way his presence felt.

It was all too… familiar.

I knew the person who had kissed me was definitely not a stranger. He was just too familiar to be a stranger. Yet, I couldn't think of who he could be.

I tried to figure it out. He tasted of vanilla, and smelled very fresh and clean. Every once in a while, he would move his lips just a smidgen, probably to readjust his position. His presence felt very calming and friendly.

I couldn't put my finger on it.

After a minute of trying to figure it out, I gave up, allowing me to sink into the kiss. It was soft and slow, and I felt sparks shoot through my body every time he moved his lips.

It was perfect.

I fully intended to talk to this person after we disconnected. I needed to know who he was. I wasn't going to yell at him for stealing my first kiss, just find out who he was.

But, as soon as I pulled away, eager to find out who had kissed me, the person spun around and disappeared into the crowd, leaving me confused.

Trish drove me home that night. She knew something was up with me, but I refused to tell her what had happened. She wouldn't understand, frankly because I don't understand, and I was the one who was kissed.

I couldn't fall asleep. My mind was clouded by the taste of vanilla and the fresh smell of a shower. I decided that I wouldn't let this boy slip away. I need to find out who he is. But I needed some help. Help of a person who I know for certain will stick by me and help me find the identity of my mystery guy.

That's how I ended up in the practice room, awaiting the arrival of Austin Moon.

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When Austin arrived, he looked a bit afraid. I was confused to why. I mean, he's my best friend, there's nothing to be worried about. He slowly sat down on the piano bench and shakily said, "He— Hey Ally."

I shot him a look, but shook it off, taking a seat in the green chair. I smiled at him and he smiled back. "So…" he said, staring at me intensely. "Why did you want me coming over here? Is something wrong?"

"Okay," I began, clapping my hands together. "Last night, at Trish's party, someone came up to me and kind of… kissed me…" Austin's face went pale, and his eyes widened. "Oh!" he exclaimed, straightening up. I nodded. "Yeah, but when I tried to ask him who he was, he disappeared. I have no idea who he is," I sighed, staring at my hands.

Austin let out a breath and murmured something that I couldn't make out. I cocked my head, confused at his actions, and he glanced up at me. "Nothing," he muttered, staring at his hands.

I shook it off. "Austin…" I said seriously. He made eye contact, and his eyes softened. "That was not only my first kiss, but probably the best thing that has ever happened to me," I whispered, cheeks reddening a little. His eyes widened and he smiled. "Really?" he sighed. Then his eyes grew wide with shock, and he said, "I mean, I'm glad you liked your first kiss."

I smiled at him and said, "Thank you." We stared at each other for a second, and then glanced away, a bit embarrassed. I scolded myself. Focus on your kisser!

"Anyways," I said, clearing my throat. "I want you to help me find him." Austin's mouth dropped, but he quickly regained his composure. My heart sunk. "Austin, if you don't want to help me, than just say so," I sighed, feeling let down.

Austin automatically shook his head and said, "NO! I want to help you! I just… was shocked." I smiled at him and took the list of the people that went to Trish's party out of my pocket. I handed it to him, and he took it. I then pulled out my songbook and turned to a blank page.

I wrote Possible Kisser Candidates at the top, and then looked up at Austin. "Okay, just read down the list. I know I know this guy; he was really familiar. He can't be a stranger," I say. Austin nods and begins to read names off the list.

For the first ten minutes, we don't get any names. At one point, Austin reached a name, and then said, "We'll just skip that one." I sat up; intent on finding the guy that kissed me. "No, tell me!" I insisted. He hesitated, but then said, "Dez Worthy."

My face flushed red, but I thought about it. What my kisser did was extremely peculiar, and Dez is strange. That is definitely something he could do. How I could feel that many sparks around Dez, I don't know, but there is definitely a possibility that he was my kisser.

"Alright, I'll write him down," I sighed, printing his name on the blank piece of paper. Austin was shocked. "Seriously?" he said, eyebrows raised. I nodded and said, "You never know."

He still looked shocked, but continued reading names. "Ethan Flint," he said after a while. I smiled softly. Ethan thought I was weird as Florence Nightingale, but awesome as Galexis Nova. There was a small possibility that he could be my kisser. I printed his name under Dez's, and then motioned for Austin to continue.

His face turned red and then he rubbed the back of his neck. "What?" I asked, confused by his change of mood. He bit his lip and said, "Austin Moon."

I blinked and laughed out loud. Right, like Austin would ever kiss me! That's hilarious. We're best friends, and he turned orange and sweaty! It's not possible that he would be the mystery guy!

"So, yeah, not you…" I said, blinking back tears of laughter. He let out a nervous laugh and looked back down at the list.

By the end of the list, we had three more names down. The first was Trent. I know, I don't want him to be my kisser either, but there was a possibility that it was him. He was a player, and it's possible that's what my kisser was.

We also had down Dallas, my ex-crush. He used to give me butterflies, and my kisser gave me sparks, which wasn't much different. The last one we had was Elliot. I secretly hoped that this was the guy. I have had a crush on Elliot since we were little, and if he was the guy, than it would just confirm my feelings.

I was a bit disappointed with the list at first, but the more I looked at it, I realized it wasn't as bad as it seemed. Each of the guys had a quality that I liked. Dez is a bit childish, and that's a good thing. He lights up a room. Ethan was a bit nerdy, which is like me. Trent had a little too much self-confidence, but sometimes self-confidence is a good thing. Dallas has charm, and Elliot has creativity. They all have a good quality.

Then it came down to how we were going to decide who the guy was. "Well, tell me about the little things you picked up," Austin said, leaning in a little. I nodded and smiled, thinking of the guy. "Well, he smelled like he just took a shower, but it was more natural than literal. And he tasted like vanilla. He moved his lips slightly every now and then, and his presence felt calming," I informed him.

He blushed, probably shocked by how much in detail I was going. I shrugged and said, "So, how are we going to find out who kissed me?" Austin looked up, thinking about it. "Well, you could just ask them," he said, but I shook my head. "No, I'll look weird," I informed, and he nodded.

"You could spend time with them," he considered. I thought about it, but then realized it was a bad idea. "Nah, I can't tell how they taste or how their lips move if I just talk to them," I replied. He sighed and said, "I guess…"

After a while of no more ideas, I knew what I had to do. "Austin…" I sighed, rubbing my temples. He turned towards me with hopeful eyes. "You know what I have to do, right?" He shook his head, genuinely confused. I sighed and said, "I'll have to kiss them!"

Austin's eyes widened and his mouth dropped. "But… but…" he stuttered hopelessly. "How else am I supposed to find out?" I retorted, rubbing my eyes. "I'll evaluate them by taste, sparks, smell, presence, and lip movement. If they pass all the tests, then they are my kisser!"

Austin took a sharp breath in and said, "So, you are seriously going to use this… this… kissing method?!" I nodded. "I don't have a choice," I pointed out, but he remained silent.

I blinked and shrugged.

"I'll start tomorrow."

(A/N: Stay tuned! This is going to get interesting! It will show how Ally gets each of these boys to kiss her, and if they pass the test. Or perhaps, maybe she is not considering the right guy? I'll update soon. Review!)