A/N: Hey, its Genesis. I know a couple of you were reading my last story 'To Die For' but I have decided to come up with a new story instead cos I didn't know where that story was headed. Anyway, this is my second shot at writing a fanfic so here goes. I really hope y'all love it!

Austin POV

Ally, Trish, Dez and I were in Dez's basement playing video games (not that girls were any good). At the same time, we were planning what we would do on Friday night. Jimmy had given us our first week off in a really long time (I lost count after 3 days).

So anyway, Ally came over to the couch and sat next to me. Her eyes were glued to the TV. She was trying to look interested in the video game that Dez and I were playing but she was totally lost. I nudged her a little with my elbow and she smiled.

"Dez, I think we should take a little break, maybe get some soda and snacks." I told Dez.

"Sure. I could go for a peanut butter punch and a glass of Hawaiian sandwich."

"Dez, first of all, I think the words you're looking for are peanut butter sandwich and a glass of Hawaiian punch. Second of all, it's your house, you go get it!" Trish shot at him.

Dez didn't have to be told twice. He rarely had to be told once when Trish told him what to do. He darted up the stairs humming the tune to 'Fur Elise'. Even I of all people would be scared to see what goes on in Dez's head.

"So, Ally, Austin, what do you think we should do on Friday night?" Trish asked.

"I think we should work on some new songs for our next meeting. We might as well get a couple done while we have some spare time." Ally suggested.

I replied, "Ally, I think you're missing the whole 'day off' concept. Besides, when we don't have days off, we are writing a new song or recording it or rehearsing it for a concert."

"Yeah, I think Austin's right." Trish said. "We need something to do that none of us will forget because it is probably going to be a while before we get another week off."

Ally randomly started giggling. After every giggle, she'd get a little louder.

"What?" I asked.

"I was just thinking... you probably don't even know the meaning of concept."

"I do." I lied, quite obviously.

"Really, what does it mean then?"

"Alls, I don't have time for these questions. We've gotta figure out what we are going to do on Friday night. It's only 3 days away."

Dez came back down right on time. Only, he didn't have any snacks.

"Uh, Dez what happened to the punch and sandwiches?" Ally asked him.

"They took a road trip down to my colon. Delicious, by the way. Hey, Austin, thanks for the suggestion, dude."

"Here's another suggestion for you Dez: go throw yourself off of the nearest cliff."

"Trish, I may be stupid, but I am dumb enough to know that if I did that, I'd probably die... wait a second..."

Trish's face went blood red in a matter of seconds. She was about to charge at Dez, but I stood up fast enough to hold her back. When she had a couple of minutes to cool off, Dez finally put that fraction of a percentage of his brain that is actually useful to work (damn, that took a lot of concentration). He came up with an idea.

"Guys and gals, I think that we should go up to that new club. The one that just opened last weekend." Dez said.

"Dez! I think you just said something that doesn't make me want to pound your face in... well, apart from the 'guys and gals' thing. But I am keeping my cool." Trish replied.

"Trish, if you were keeping your cool, stream wouldn't be coming out if your ears." I told her, struggling to keep in the laugh that wanted to escape.

"Hello, guys! Remember me; Ally? Yeah, I think we need to get back to the real reason we are here. Now, about the club thing, I just don't think it's a good idea. I mean, we are only 17 years old, how are we going to get into a club for 21 year olds?"

"Easy. Fake ID's, change of clothes; basically how they do it in the movies."

"Great, Trish (!) Will you let me know when your release from prison is?" Ally replied harshly.

"Ouch!" I murmured. "Ally, there's no need to be so uptight. Besides, I think I know a way to get us in..."

A/N: So? Send me your thoughts! I can't wait to see what you think.

Genesis x