Summer Romance

Disclaimer: I don't own Austin & Ally.


Ally's POV

It turns out Trish and I didn't find a lot about Cassidy. But we did discover that she came out from a terrible break-up, and her favorite color is orange, and she has a little brother named Nelson, and she speaks fluent French. (1) Ok maybe those are a lot of facts, random, but still a lot of facts about Cassidy.

We went to bed after the interrogations because there were a lot of questions asked. Trish, of course, took the single bed, while I took top and Cassidy took bottom on the bunk bed. I got in and fell into a deep slumber.

The sound of a guitar woke me up.

I looked over to Cassidy to see she holding an acoustic guitar and playing sweet melodies. I was still annoyed, though.

"Can you please stop that, I'm trying to sleep." I mumbled loud enough for her to hear.

"Oh, you're awake, sorry, but you better get ready, breakfast starts in 15 minutes," Cassidy said, "then we'll go into our groups and meet our counselors."

"Great, just enough time to get ready," I said getting out of the bed.

I forgot I was on top because I heard a loud thud and, apparently, it was me. Trish and Cassidy were laughing this whole time while I was checking for any bruises. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt nor did I get any scratches. That's great, so no questions about any recent bruises on me.

"It's not funny guys," I stated.

They still continued to laugh. I rolled my eyes and started to get ready. I got dressed into short shorts, not too revealing, a yellow tank top, and a cute black jacket. What? Just because it's summer, doesn't mean I can't wear a jacket. I also wore black Converses. (2)

After I was done getting ready and dressed, there was 4 minutes left. Maybe enough time to explore this camp. I asked Trish and Cassidy if they wanted to come, but they said there wouldn't be enough time, but I still went for the walk.

As I walked around I noticed four large cabins on the right of the stage. Those must be the groups we'll be joining. The left of the stage was the mess hall, or where breakfast, lunch, and dinner is served. I was too busy looking around when I bumped into a wall. At least I thought it was. I looked up and saw blonde hair, and realized I bumped into Austin.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't see where I was going." I said.

"It's alright Ally." Austin said and laughed a little at my worries.

"So what group will you be joining?" He asked.

"I decided to join the singing/songwriting group," I stated.

"Is it because I'll be in charge of it," Austin teased.

"No, I can't join a group without being teased about it," I asked.

"No." He said.

I rolled my eyes. I noticed I've been doing that a lot lately.

I also noticed a lot of people walking to the mess hall so it must be breakfast time. I hope there'll be pickles.

"Well I better get going, see you in my group." Austin winked and walked over to the mess hall.

I rolled my eyes and headed over to the mess hall. I saw Trish and Cassidy already at a table,waiting for the line to get smaller, and went to join them.

"Hey guys, what's up." I said.

"What's up is you and that blonde cutie." Trish said smirking.

I rolled my eyes again, really? Again?

"He has a name, which is Austin, and Trish we're nothing but friends, and he's my counselor. I thought it'd be good to know him beforehand."

"Yea, but you two looked really cute together." Cassidy joined in. Trish nodded.

"Ok, let's talk about something else." I said.

I looked over to the line where people get their food. The line had only 3 people.

"Or we could get our food." I said walking over to the line. They followed me.


After breakfast we went over to our groups' cabins. The singer/songwriter cabin was on the left of the guitar playing cabin. I walked into the cabin. The first thing I noticed was a beautiful, shiny grand piano. Who would've thought a camp would have a piano. Never mind this is a music camp. I saw two rows of chairs lined up with so many chairs in it. I guess everyone was here because there was only one seat left which was for me.

I timidly walked over to my seat while some stared and others talked to eachother.

"Now that everyone's here I want you guys all to perform something, so we know something about your musical skill. We'll go in alphabetical order with the first names."

No no no no. I can't perform I'll mess up all my lines. And embarrass myself.

"Abby Clark"

She was a really good singer with a strong voice.

"Ally Dawson"

WHAT! Already? Well my name starts with an A which is the first letter of the alphabet.

I walk over to the piano, close my eyes, and just let the lyrics flow out.

I'm the sun in your eyes,

but you don't see me.

I went on disguise,

but you don't see me.

I'm so agonized,

but you don't see me.

You don't see me here. (3)

Once I finished, I heard silence. I worried if they hated, they probably did. After a few beats of silence, I heard a clap that turned into an applause.

"Ally that was amazing! Did you write that song?" Austin exclaimed.

"Yea, it's called 'You Don't See Me'." I said and blushed. Then I made my way back to my seat.

"Ok next is Carl Smith," Austin said.


The day ended with everyone finishing showing there talent.

On my way to my cabin, I heard someone call my name. I turned to see the cute counselor who teaches guitar. I wonder how he knows my name.

"Hey Ally, you might be wondering how I know your name, but I know people. So I was wondering if we could hang sometime."

"Yea, sure, I guess. When? And it might be good to know your name." I said. The guy laughed.

"How about tomorrow after lunch, since everyone gets a break after it. And my name is Dallas Centineo." (4)

"That would be great, bye," I said and waved.

"See ya'." Dallas said and walked away.

I walked into my cabin with a smile on my face. Dallas was really cute and seemed sweet. (5) I couldn't wait to hang out with him.

Austin's POV

As I was walking to my cabin shared with my best bud Dez and Dallas, I saw Ally and Dallas talking. When I saw them I felt a little jealous. What's that about? I was getting more jealous walking away, knowing they'd still be talking, but I continued to walk to my cabin. When Dallas and Ally went separate ways my jealousy disappeared. Only one question roamed in my mind.

What was that about?


(1) I know Cassidy doesn't have Nelson as a brother. She could speak fluent French, but I doubt it.

(2) I don't own Converses. I wish I did, I love the brand.

(3) I don't own You Don't See Me.

(4) I don't know Dallas's last name so I used the actor's last name.

(5) I really don't like how some people go for just the looks that's why I added this.

Ooh Austin, I know what that was about. Someone is getting some feelings. :)

So this is the second chapter of this amazing fanfiction. I'm joking, I'd say this is ok. I don't have anything to compare this, though. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

I'm out. :)