Hey guys! Hope you enjoy this fic! Oh, and if any of you were reading Stone of Dreams, I think I might end up deleting it after all. I don't know, my heart's just not in it anymore.

Anyway, read on!

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Ally's POV
"Trish, are you crazy?" I exclaimed, "I'm not doing that!" I love my best friend, I honestly do. But there are times when I truly think she's lost it. Times like now.

"Ally, come on, he was totally checking you out," Trish said, nudging my side. I shook my head, "No he wasn't! He doesn't like me like that, okay? Now quit distracting me, I'm working right now."

It all started when these two guys waltzed into my dad's store, Sonic Boom. The redhead was checking out a set of drums, and that's when Trish noticed that the blonde one was checking me out. Well, she thinks so, but I doubt it. So then she had a crazy idea. She said I should ask him out! Does she know me at all?!

"But you have to admit, he's cute."

I looked at him again and blushed when he smiled at me. "Uh... yeah."

Trish gasped loudly, "You have a crush on him!"

"Trish!" I hissed, "That was statement was so loud!"

"You didn't deny it, meaning you do!"

"Do what?" Trish and I looked up and saw the blonde guy standing near us. Trish smirked, "She has a cru-"

"Can I help you?" I asked, interrupting her.

He smiled again, "Yes," he replied, handing me a guitar. I knew it! I knew he didn't like me like that. I think Trish sensed it too, because the corner of her mouth was twitching slightly, which usually happens when she's upset, angry or frustrated. Sometimes all of the above.

"Um, sure. That'll be $550," I said with a false smile. I watched as he pulled out his wallet and winced, "I don't have change."

"Oh, that's okay," I said, before opening the cash register to look for change for the extra fifty. The guy walks around with hundreds of dollars in his wallet with no change! Wow.

"Keep the change," he said, taking back his guitar.

"What? I can't do that, that's a fifty dollars!"

"No it's fine, I promise."

"Take the cash," Trish hissed from beside me. I had to refrain from rolling my eyes at her.

"No, no, no, just take the change."

"Keep it."

"Take it."

"Keep it."

"Take."

"Keep!

"Take!

"Keep!"

He smiled down at me in amusement, "Fine then, I guess you'll just have to take me out on a date." My jaw dropped, "Huh?"

"I'll take that as a yes. I'll find you here at seven. Cool?"

"Huh?"

"Yes!" Trish butted in, "That's cool, ice cold, even! She'll see you here at seven!"

"Okay then."

"Trish are you serious?!" I asked in disbelief once he had gone, "What did you do?!"

Trish winked, "You can thank me later."

"I don't even know his name!"

"Details, details. Ask him on your date! Oh man, my three hour break is over!"

I raised my eyebrow, "Three hour break?"

"Okay, it was a fifteen minute break. Big deal!"

I sighed. What can you do?

I sat at the piano in my practise room, thinking. I wonder if Aunt Rachel and Uncle Oliver were in Miami yet. I totally forgot to mention to Trish about that. My Uncle's job made him transfer from California to Miami. They moved here, along with my two cousins. I've met one of them. Nikki is her name. Last time I saw her, I was twelve and she was fourteen. She has a brother who's my age, but the summer they came to visit, he was at music camp, so I've never met him before. Mom says we met when we were toddlers, but I don't remember him so I might as well be meeting him for the first time.

"Guess who got a job at Absolute Sports!" Trish announced for the third time today, marching into the practise room. I laughed; she was dressed as a basket ball.

"But you just had a job at Kitchen Paradise?"

"I quit," she said, "That was the worst two and a half minutes I wasted there. Anyway, is your shift over yet? I want to hang out." I nodded, "Yeah, it ended a few minutes ago."

"Great. So what are you wearing on your date with Austin?"

"Who's Austin?"

"The blonde guy from earlier on. I know these things, you see. Now answer my question!"

"Well," I said, looking down at my clothes, "This."

Trish searched my face for a few seconds before laughing. "Girl, you are hilarious. Now seriously, what are you wearing?"

I put my hands on my hips and stared her down. She stopped laughing, "Oh, you were serious?" I nodded, "Yes. I'm not going to dress up for someone I barely know, Trish! Plus, this is a cute skirt."

"Fine, but untie your ponytail. And take off the necklace; it reminds me of my grandmother. Oh, and roll up your sleeves, and put on some lip gloss! Try to make your skirt shorter; you're not a nun-"

"Trish!"

"Do you want to become a lonely for the rest of your life after he dumps you before the date even begins?!"

"...no..."

"So take my advice!"

I sighed, "I'll untie my ponytail. I'll roll up my sleeves and remove my necklace. I'll put on some lip gloss, but I am not, under any circumstances, making my skirt shorter!"

Trish exhaled, "Fine. Just to let you know, my aunt wears shorter skirts."

"Your aunt is a stripper!"

"...point taken."

"Hello?" a voice called from downstairs. Trish squealed, "He's here!" She then proceeded to shove me out of the room, making me stumble down the stairs. Austin caught me before I landed on a heap on the floor. "Sorry!" Trish called from the balcony. I'm sorry, too, Trish! Grr...

"Are you okay?" he asked, concerned. I nodded, blushing, "Yeah, thanks."

"Anytime. Let's go," he took my hand and led me out of the store.

"So," I started, "Where are we going?"

Austin laughed, "You're the one who's taking me out on a date!"

I blushed again, "Right. Sorry."

"So where are we going?"

"Umm..." I paused for a moment, thinking, "Well, how about we go to the pier? There's always stuff going on there."

"I'm fine with that. Miami seems like a nice place," he said as we began the short walk to the beach.

"You don't live here?"

"Nope. I just moved from Malibu, California."

"Oh, that's so cool! I've never been to California before."

"Really? It's a great place," he said, smiling.

"Do you miss it there?"

"Well, a little, I guess. It's a little scary, you know. I mean, I'm fifteen and I moved across the country to a place where I have no friends and know no one. Not to mention starting at a new school in the middle of the year."

"So what changed your mind?" I asked.

Austin put his hands in his pockets and blushed a little, "This is going to sound really cheesy, but you changed my mind about this place, when I first saw you at the store this afternoon."

I smiled, "That's sweet. Who was that guy you were with?"

"You mean Dez?" I nodded, "He's my best friend. Actually, he moved here a few years back, and I bumped into him today when I was going to get a new guitar."

"Wow, small world," I said, "So you're into music?"

"Yeah. I can play bass, guitar, drums, piano... give me an instrument and I'll play it."

"Impressive," I said, just as we reached the pier. "Oh, there's the Ferris wheel! I love the Ferris wheel!" Austin grinned, "Okay, let's go!"

The rest of the night was great! We talked a lot about everything, but not everything, something, but nothing. You know what I mean. And, I found out he's really childish, but at the same time, such a flirt. The funny thing is, we got along pretty well, even though we're complete opposites. I like red, he likes yellow. I have stage fright; he loved to be the centre of attention. I like pickles, he likes pancakes. I guess that's why they say opposites attract.

"What are you having?" I asked as we looked at the menu. After a few hours, Austin dragged me to the pizza parlour to eat.

"Hawaiian, it's my favourite," (1) he said, "You?"

"I'm not really a pizza fan, maybe – oh my gosh, I'm so having the vegetarian one!"

Austin made a face, "Why? It has," he paused, shuddering, "vegetables on it."

"And pickles! Besides, vegetables are good for you, they give your body vitamins and the right nutrition you need and it helps your immune system-"

"Dude, it's pizza," he said, interrupting me, "Pizza is healthy."

I raised my eyebrows at him, "How the heck it pizza healthy?!"

"Well, it has cheese – which is dairy – and ketchup – from tomatoes – and meat – protein – some veggies – all that stuff you said earlier – and bread – whatever bread is good for."

"That doesn't make it healthy, you can gain a lot of weight from one!"

"Are pies healthy?"

"Well, no, maybe. Some are..."

"Pizza's a pie," he said victoriously, "It's a type of pie that the Russians made a long time ago."

"Austin, pizza was made by the Italians," I said with a laugh.

"No it wasn't!"

"This is an Italian restaurant."

"...Well, exactly how many times do you come across a Russian restaurant?! Actually, I once went to one in California..."

I laughed again, "Wow."

"I know, I'm amazing!" he said just as the waiter came to take our orders.

"That pizza really went down," Austin said as we walked back to the mall, which was still open, surprisingly(2).

"Yeah, it was pretty good," I said. We stood in silence for a few minutes. This is the part I really hate about first dates; the awkward 'do we kiss' moment.

"I had a great time today," I said, breaking the silence.

"Me too. We should do this again," he said with a smile.

I nodded in agreement. I put out my hand for him to shake, but he just chuckled. "Put that down," he said, pointing to my hand before hugging me. I laughed and returned the hug. We pulled away slightly, just staring at each other and then he did it.

Kissed me full on the lips.

"Ally, are you awake?" I heard mom call from the other side of the bathroom's door.

"Yeah mom, I'm in the bathroom," I said, brushing out the knots in my hair. She came in, "Okay, well hurry up, the Moons are here."

I nodded and followed Mom down to the living room, where my Aunt, Uncle and Nikki sat, smiling. I was stoked to see them again, but my smile left my face once I saw my other cousin. Austin.

"Austin?"

"Ally?" Great. Just great. I went on a date and then made out with my cousin.

Story of my life.

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(1): Hawaiian is Ross Lynch's favourite pizza flavor.

(2): SOme malls don't close until after midnight. This one doesn't as well :P

Sammie