When You're Gone

by bluepizza25

Trish's life has been a disaster since Ally left. Everyone's arguing. To make matters worse, last night was Dez's Sweet 16th. He turned out to be a reckless driver and killed Dallas while driving the gang home. But what happens when Trish's parents take her to New York? Trally, with a little Auslly and Trez. Based on Albums & Auditions Might be remade.

1. Chapter 1: It's My Life

Chapter 1: It's My Life

My name is Trish De la Rosa. I am 15 years old. I live in Miami, Florida. I go to Jensen High School. I just started my sophomore year. I have 5 friends.

My first friend is Dez Fisher. He is turning 16 tomorrow. He loves filming. Don't tell anyone, but I have a major crush on him. He can be pretty stupid sometimes. For example, there was the time when he ruined all my presents at my Quincenera. I still love him anyway.

My next friend is Austin Moon. He is 15. He loves music. Actually, he is an internet sensation singer. Surely you've heard of him. He's a really good friend. Some people say we'd be great as a couple, but we're just friends. Nothing more. His 3 favorite things are pancakes, cheerleaders, and LeBron James.

My next friend is Tilly Thompson. She's 15. You've probably heard of her as well. She used to own the website Miami H8ter Girl before I uploaded a video of a tantrum she threw at the mall. Then she decided to take down the website. That was when we were enemies. Now we're good friends. Tilly's kind of like me: loud, confident, not afraid to say what she thinks. I love her.

Next is Mildred Shay. She's also 15. She's kind of shy, as she rarely talks. At least she's willing to meet new people. She's a really nice person, I must say. She's really into movies and wants to be an actress. You're probably thinking of her as the sister of internet sensation Carly Shay from the popular website iCarly, but no, there's no relation. She loves milkshakes.

Last but not least is my friend Dallas Centineo. He is also 15. He's also shy. Very shy. He does talk, though, but his voice is very soft since he's shy. He can't dance very well. He loves to write songs, but he'll never have the courage to sing them in public. He loves to eat pickles. His personality reminds me of Ally Dawson, an old friend of mine. She moved away to New York last week. I miss her so much. She was my BFFL. We were inseparable.

Well, that's my life, pretty much.