Hi! I was working on my story "Here We Go Again" (please check it out, if you haven't already) when this idea popped into my head. So I thought, why not work on two stories? So here I am! I really hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: If I owned A&A, I would have never made them break up ):

I sighed as I sat down in the comfy airport seats, waiting until I was allowed to board onto my flight. My legs ached. I was up on my feet all night, packing at my sudden decision. My decision. Why did something tell me that I was wrong?

Did I make the right choice? I looked down at my airport ticket. New York. It was so far away from my home in Miami. No, I corrected myself. Miami's not your home anymore. You're going to start a brand new future in MUNY.

It was my dream. I had always wanted to go to the Music University of New York. Why could I just be happy for myself? Yes, I declined it at first. But now, I made up my mind. I gripped my suitcase's handle.

Who am I kidding? I don't want to go to MUNY. I belong here, with my dad, Trish…Austin. Austin. This whole mess was his fault. It's because of him I'm on the next flight to New York City.

Flight to New York boarding now, an announcer came on the speakers, bursting over the loud chatter of the airport. I took a deep breath, getting to my feet. It's now or never.

"Have a nice flight," the attendant smiled at me as I handed her my ticket.

I smiled. "Thank you," I told her. It was amazing how you could forge your feelings on the outside. Right now, I felt like I was going to puke. My heart pounded in my ears. I was really doing this.

Just when I got the courage to take a step into the corridor, a voice called out. "ALLY! WAIT! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS! WAIT!"

I closed my eyes and stopped in my tracks. He was the last person I wanted to see. I slowly turned around to see Austin Moon. Even though I hated his guts right now, I couldn't help but gasp. He looked horrible.

Austin looked like he had absolutely no sleep for the past couple of days. Dark circles surrounded his hazel eyes. He looked like he just rolled out of bed with his blond hair even messier than it really was. He must have lost at least ten pounds.

But no emotion came to me as he came towards me. The attendant stopped him. "Excuse me, sir," she said politely. "Do you have a ticket?"

He ignored her, pushing past her. My heart stopped. I felt glued to the spot. Move, I ordered my legs, just leave him. Get into the airplane already! Despite my orders, they stayed still as he ran towards me.

"Please don't go," he whispered. He was three yards away. Two. One.

My senses came back. My eyes met his quickly, giving a silent good bye. I couldn't do this. Choking back tears, I turned back and walked into the corridor as fast as I could without running.

"No!" I heard Austin yell behind me. I quickened my pace. The entrance to the airplane was right there. Just a few more steps…shivers went down my spine as someone (no surprise on who it is) grabbed my arm.

Austin stared at me with his puppy dog eyes. I saw that they were watering. "Please Ally," he whispered to me. "I-I don't know what I'll do without you. I was so stupid. I've never made such a terrible mistake in my life. P-please don't-"

"Sorry son," another voice came behind him. A security guard approached, grabbing his arm. "No ticket means that you can't board this plane."

I swallowed hard, gathering my bags together again. "Good bye Austin," I coughed up, trembling. Why did he have to come? Just when I was prepared…

"No," Austin's voice made my heart shatter into a million pieces. "No. Ally, I can't do this without you! You're my best friend! R-remember when we were younger?" He took another step closer to me. The guard snapped into action.

"I'm sorry, Son," he said gruffly, grabbing him, dragging him back.

Austin struggled against him. "You can't do this Alls!" he yelled.

I was on the verge to crying. No, I thought. You can't cry in front of Austin. That'll make things harder for both of you. But of course, my body didn't listen to me once again. I felt a tear trickle down my cheek as I watched Austin.

"I-I'm sorry!" he yelled, still struggling. "I don't care if you hate me forever, but just please don't go. Fine, you can give me the silent treatment; just don't get on that plane! Just stay in Miami! Please!"

Austin got jerked back once again. He stopped protesting against the guard. We locked eyes. Even though his hazel eyes were tired and red, they were still the gorgeous eyes I've loved for as long as I could remember.

Good bye, I thought tearfully as I stepped into the plane. The attendant was waiting for me and she closed the door of the corridor, cutting me off from Austin, Miami, my old life.

Trembling, I made my way over to my seat. "Excuse me," I said hoarsely, slipping past an elderly lady that was supposing supposed to sit next to me.

She gave me a kind smile. "No problem, Dear," she said. She must have seen that I was upset because her smile got even softer. "I'm Linda, by the way. You can just call me that. I hate how people call me 'Ms. Ports'. I may be old, but I don't have to be reminded of it!"

I gave a shaky laugh. "Ally Dawson," I smiled for the first time that day.

Linda opened her mouth to speak but my phone buzzed. I apologized, digging into my pocket to take out my phone. I flipped it open. There was only one message on it: No matter what, I'll always love you Alls. ~Your Rockstar

That was it. I burst into tears, throwing my phone on the ground. People stared at me like I was crazy, but I didn't care. I didn't care. I didn't care. I curled into a ball on my seat and let out all the pain that was in me for who knows how long. The pit in my stomach was growing harder to the point where I couldn't take it.

I felt a cool hand rub me on the back. Linda looked like the only person who wasn't affected by my meltdown. "Shh," she soothed. "It's going to be okay."

No it's not, I wanted to protest. I started to choke on my tears.

Linda dug into her purse and offered me a tissue. I took it gratefully, blowing my nose not-so-gracefully. "I-I'm s-sorry," I apologized, embarrassed.

"There's nothing to be sorry about," Linda said softly, her eyes scanning me over. "I may have just met you, Ally Dawson, but I can tell something's wrong."

I gave a breathy laugh. I shakily picked up my phone again, not looking at the message that Austin sent me. "Good guess," I said weakly. I couldn't really leave it at that. Suddenly, I felt an urge to tell Linda everything that's happened over the past few months. A burden was weighing me down. I had to get it off.

"Um…" I began. "Someone once told me that it helps to tell someone."

Linda laughed, getting my hint. She shifted in her seat, making herself comfortable. "We have a good three hours," she smiled.

I took a deep breath. "Where do I start?" I asked more to myself than her.

"From the beginning," Linda offered.

I laughed. A real laugh. Haven't done one of those in a while. "It started with Austin Moon," I told her honestly. "I've known him for as long as I could remember. He was my best friend."

"You had a crush on him, didn't you?" Linda guessed.

Seeing my surprise, Linda shook her head in disbelief. "It's obvious how you said his name that you had some sort of affection for him. He must have been really special to you."

"He was," I said softly.

"Was?"

I looked up. No matter how much tried to avoid it, I knew where this story really started. "It started when the new girl, Cassidy, came to school…"

EIGHT MONTHS AGO

"You say bye."

"No, you say bye."

"No, I insist. You say bye."

"No, you say bye."

"But-"

I stepped in annoyance. Really, I loved my friend Trish to pieces, but when she and Dez Fisher became an 'item', it's been really getting on my nerves. "Bye," I said quickly, dragging Trish away from Dez. I felt kind of bad, but we were going to be late for class if it took them twenty minutes to say bye.

Trish frowned at me as I dragged her down the hallway. "What was that for?" she pouted, stopping me in my tracks. My body jerked backwards.

"What was what?" I asked innocently.

"I thought you liked Dez," Trish stated.

"I do," I told her honestly. And it was true. Dez was insanely funny and was a fun person to hang around with. Plus, he was Austin's good friend so I saw him a lot. "Dez is awesome, really. But-"

Trish seemed to see what I was trying to say. "-but you're feeling left out."

"Yes! Wait…no! That's not what I meant," I protested once Trish's words fully processed through my head. I didn't mean it like that. More like, we-are-going-to-be-late-for-class-and-I-don't-want -to-get-in-trouble.

"It's okay Ally," Trish said 'understandingly'. "I get it. You're feeling like a third wheel." I tried to protest again, but she interrupted me. "You know what? I'm going to fix this. I'm going to get you a boyfriend."

I almost choked on my own spit. "WHAT?!"

Trish rolled her eyes. "C'mon, Ally-gator," she said. "It's about time you tryto find someone. Do you really want to stay single forever? And it would make me feel less guilty so you don't feel left out when you're with Dez and me."

"It's okay," I told her. "Honestly, it's fine. I still have Austin."

Trish stumbled like she just thought of a perfect idea. "Austin!" she exclaimed, like it was slowly dawning on her. "How am I so stupid?! Of course!"

Knowing Trish since middle school started, I knew exactly what I was thinking. She presented this idea to me billions of times before. "Trish," I groaned.

"Why not?" Trish whined. Here we go again. "It's perfect. Just go straight up to him and say, 'I have a crush on you!' He has to feel the same way."

I slammed my hand against her mouth. "Are you crazy?" I hissed, looking around. Thank God Austin wasn't around. He was probably in class, like we should be right now. "You don't need to announce it to the world."

Trish grinned sheepishly. "Sorry," she apologized.

Yeah. I had a crush on Austin Monica Moon. My best friend. It was a foolish hope I had that would never come true. Austin literally had the whole grade at his feet. Girls were drooling for him. I couldn't compare to them. I was even lucky just to have him as my friend. Why would he want me: Ally Dawson the plain nerd?

"I'm sure that's not true, Dear."

I smiled at Linda as she interrupted me from my story. "I know you're just saying that to be nice," I told her pointedly. I picked up my phone from the ground. Thankfully, it was a flip phone so the screen didn't crack. I scrolled through my photos until I found a picture of Austin.

Swallowing the knot that was growing in my throat, I showed Linda the picture. She leaned forward to look at it. "He is a handsome boy," she commented.

I couldn't help but smile at the picture. It was my favorite shot of him. It was him at his birthday party. He was wearing his usual plaid, button up that was left open to show the white t-shirt that he wore underneath and ripped jeans with chains. Dog tags and earphones were tossed around his neck. A hat that read 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY' was on his messy golden blond hair that covered the back of his neck and ears. Sunglasses covered his hazel eyes.

A sudden pain hit me in the stomach. I snapped my phone shut. "Yeah," I said hoarsely, clearing my throat. "The point is, Austin could have gotten any girl in the grade in a second," I said quickly. "He didn't deserve me." I looked down at my feet. Linda didn't reply so I decided to move on. "Anyway..."

For the rest of the period, I couldn't stop thinking about what Trish said. He had to feel the same way. I knew it wasn't true. It couldn't be true. But still…a part of me thought that there was a chance. But I knew it was just wishful thinking.

I blanked out in thought throughout the whole lesson. When the bell rang, I almost didn't notice until I saw everyone clearing out of the classroom.

Gathering my books together, I followed everyone out. Next period was my favorite class of all times: choir. I bolted towards my locker. Austin was waiting for me there, leaning against it. I almost ran into him. "Whoa," he laughed, steadying me. "Excited much?"

"I'm sorry," I apologized, grinning. "I just got out of one hour of Calculus."

Austin mocked surprise. "Ally Dawson actually bored in class?" he said in shock. He put his hand on my forehead. "Are you feeling okay? Are you sick? Abducted? How many fingers am I holding up?"

I laughed and swatted his hand away. I tried to ignore the tingling feeling his hand left on my forehead. "I'm fine," I assured him, starting to open my locker. "I just…had a lot on my mind."

Austin didn't question it. "So did you meet the new girl today?" he asked.

I paused from putting my books back from my locker. "New girl?" I repeated. Since when did we have a new student? I volunteered to be the 'guide' for any newcomer than comes to Marano High. So I was pretty sure I would have been told that there was someone coming.

Austin laughed. "Wow, you really have been a zombie all day."

I rolled my eyes and shut my locker closed. "Shut up."

He laughed again.

For a few minutes, we walked to the band room in silence. But it was a comfortable silence, not those awkward moments that just makes you want to run away. As we turned to corner into the class, Austin finally ended our peaceful silence and said, "Her name's Cassidy."

I blinked. "What?"

"The new girl. Her name's Cassidy. She was in my homeroom."

"Oh," I said, not really knowing what else to say to that.

We arrived to the band room just as the bell rang. Austin and I both took our seats as Miss Hill, the choir teacher, called everyone's attention. "Okay!" she said, cutting through the chatter of the class. "Everyone, we have a new student joining us today! Her name's Cassidy."

Austin and I exchanged looks. See? He told me silently.

Miss Hill gestured for a girl who was sitting at the front of the room to come up. Cassidy, I guessed. There were a few notes that I mentally made in my mind.

1) She was gorgeous

2) Every boy in class seemed to be drooling over her

3) By every, I mean Austin Moon

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