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"Have a good day," I called after my last customer.

It was such a beautiful day outside. Even though Miami's always warm, today felt especially welcoming. I started to organize the Sonic Boom shop counter when I heard my friend's very distinctive handshake from outside the store.

"What up?" Austin and Dez said unanimously as they entered.

They were laughing about something when I popped up from the ground. "Hey, guys," I said.

"Hey, Ally," Austin replied. "Ready to rehearse?" He smiled.

"Sorry," I began. "I can't yet. I'm working until like 7 tonight... But we could do it after!"

"Okay," he said. He and Dez walked over to the grand piano behind the counter and sat down.

Just then, Trish came in and announced, "Guess who got a job at Tim's Square Pizza?" Dressed as a giant square pizza, it wasn't hard to tell.

Before I could make a snide comment about this being her third job this week, Dez yelled, "Tim". That's the funny thing about Dez. He's quirky and utterly random. That's also the bad thing about Dez. He's utterly random. He has no brain-to-mouth filter. He's one of those people you have to love, though, no matter how much it hurts.

I laugh. "No, Dez," I say. "Trish." I walk over to her. "This is the third job this week, Trish." I smile. "When are you going to stick to one?"

She shrugs. "I don't know."

"Ally, I'm thinking our next song should be about escaping your fears," Austin says to me. "Because it's one thing to face your fears, another thing entirely to escape them."

I smile.

"Wouldn't that just be running away?" Trish asks.

Austin walks over to her. "No," he explains. "Because if you run away from what you're afraid of, you don't really face them. If you face them, only then can you truly release yourself from being afraid."

I walk over to the two of them. "I love that idea, Austin. Come by at 7, tonight."

"Okay," he enthuses. "Dez, let's go." Dez scurries along beside Austin and the partners in crime leave.

"Ally," Trish says. "Don't you think it's a little ironic that you're going to help Austin write a song about escaping your fears when the only time you've ever even faced your fears was at a Halloween party behind a mask?"

I sigh. "A little," I agree. "But it's still a good idea, and I know Austin will make the song come to life."

"I wonder what he's afraid of," Trish says quietly.

"I don't know."