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Chapter 2

Everyone was questioning me all night about the whole situation. Trish exaggerated the details, so of course they thought we were engaged and planning to fly to Vegas in the morning. I calmed them down and explained to them what really happened, minus the part about him figuring out I was doing a dare, and they eventually left me alone. None of them knew what his name was.

In the morning my dad called to say he would be picking me up late, so Trish and I were alone for a couple hours after everyone else had left. She wanted to go back to the store, but I didn't want to.

"That would make me look so desperate, though." I whined. Eventually she relented, but she still didn't agree with me.

"He's the one who made a move on you in the first place, Ally. He's not going to think you're desperate." She huffed. I shrugged, not having any argument to that. We watched a movie until my dad arrived to pick me up. When I left, Trish said goodbye but didn't hug me. Obviously she was mad at me.

"Did you have fun?" dad asked me, and I smiled.

"Yeah, loads of fun." I said vaguely. He frowned.

"Well, what did you do?" he asked. I shrugged.

"Not a lot. Watched TV, played truth or dare…" I told him. He sighed.

"When you were younger you would run out of there and babble on and on about all the fun things you did, like pin the tail on the donkey and hide and go seek." He said wistfully. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not five anymore, dad. I don't do any of that stuff anymore." I told him. He smiled sadly.

"I know. But sometimes I just feel like you're growing up too fast, Ally. You'll be going to college soon and-"

"Dad, calm down. I'm only seventeen. And if I go to college, it will be one in Miami. I promise I won't leave you, dad." I said, smiling. He nodded, smiling back.

"I know." He said softly, before turning on the radio. We spent the rest of the journey singing along to our favourite songs on the radio.

When we got back to the apartment dad said he had to get back to work, so I said goodbye and hugged him. When I pulled away he stopped me and grabbed my wrist.

"What's that? Is that a phone number?" he asked me, looking a little disapproving. I thought fast, and decided to lie.

"Mia got a new phone so she gave me the number." I shrugged. He frowned.

"And there wasn't a piece of paper around?" he asked suspiciously. I shrugged.

"Well, yeah, but you know me. I always lose things like that. She wrote it on my arm so I couldn't lose it." I lied, feeling guilty. He still looked suspicious but I guess he decided to believe me and left.

The first thing I did when I got in was check my phone for texts, although I wasn't expecting any. I had spent the night with the only people who ever did text me. So I wasn't surprised when I had no alerts. I sighed, and then dialled the number. I couldn't save it because I didn't know his name, so I called him.

I almost hung up before he finally picked up after almost a minute.

"Hello?" he asked groggily, and I could tell he had only just woken up. I laughed.

"Hey, it's Ally, Ally Dawson. You gave me your number last night…do you remember?" I asked him. He chuckled.

"Of course I remember. I gave you a present." He said, and I smiled.

"Sorry I woke you up." I said apologetically.

"S'alright. I have to leave in…ten minutes ago, so you did me a favour." He said, and I heard a thump and scuffle and assumed he was getting ready.

"Where are you going? Wait, no, sorry…I'll leave you to get ready." I said, about to hang up.

"No, wait!" he shouted down the phone. I put it back to my ear.

"What?" I asked.

"I'm okay. I'd rather talk to you anyway." He said, and I heard him do up a zipper. I blushed at the thought of him getting dressed, and then I mentally scolded myself for thinking about him naked. I'd been quiet for longer than I had meant to, and he coughed to get my attention.

"Sorry. I got distracted." I muttered, embarrassed. He laughed.

"So…did you have fun last night?" he asked me. I smiled.

"Yeah, loads." I told him.

"I'm guessing meeting me was the highlight?" he said cockily. I laughed, secretly agreeing with him.

"Nah. But it was definitely one of the good parts." I said.

"I knew it." He replied.

"So, before I forget, you never told me your name last night." I said.

"I'm Austin. Austin Moon." He told me. I smiled. He even had a hot name. Yes, I'll admit, I think he's hot. Beyond hot. But I wasn't exactly going to tell him that.

"I used to know someone called Austin." I blurted, then mentally cursed myself. How lame did that sound? He laughed, though, so I figured it was okay.

"And I used to know someone called Ally. Maybe we used to know each other! Did you go to Peach Hill Elementary school?" he asked excitedly. I laughed, shaking my head, before realising that he couldn't see me.

"No, I was home-schooled until high school." I told him. He sighed.

"Well, now that I think about it, the girl in Elementary school was blonde…and she was British. And come to think of it, her name might have been Annie…" he said. I giggled, then stopped, realising how flirty that sounded. I assumed that he had been flirting with me and stuff, but didn't want to return it in case he wasn't.

"Hmm, I guess she couldn't have been me. It's a shame…it would have been so cool to find out you were some long lost friend or something." I laughed. I heard a door slam shut and someone yelling unintelligibly. Austin shouted something back, then lowered his voice to talk to me again.

"Sorry, that was my flatmate. Yeah, that would be pretty cool."

We talked for a minute longer, until I heard a car engine start up and told him I wasn't going to speak to him while he was driving. We said our goodbyes and I hung up. Then I saved him as a contact and went to my room to read, keeping my phone next to me in case it rang. I couldn't explain why, but I was intrigued by this guy. This totally gorgeous, totally out of my league guy asking for my number and seeming to actually enjoy talking to me.

I was trying my best to concentrate on the book I was reading, but I just couldn't concentrate. Eventually I just turned my stereo on and lay there, thinking about things. Why would a guy like Austin take interest in a girl like me? I'm just a plain, average looking seventeen-year-old girl. Maybe I said something to make him think I was easy, that I was the type of girl who would sleep with him and not care when he never spoke to me again. But then why would he bother talking to me, asking for my number? And, in all honesty, he didn't seem like the type. I smiled, remembering how he had smiled and winked at me when he gave me my 'gift'. Maybe that was his subtle way of saying he wanted me to have sex with him…I sighed, realising that there was no way I would be able to figure out what he was thinking. It was only then that I realised my phone was ringing. I grabbed for it quickly and pressed the answer button, not bothering to check the caller ID.

"Hello?" I said hopefully.

"Hey Ally." Trish's voice greeted me, and I deflated. I sighed.

"Hi Trish. What's up?" I asked her.

"You could sound a little more enthusiastic about hearing from your best friend." She said. I felt guilty.

"Hi Trish! I've missed you so much since I last saw you two hours ago! What's happening?" I squealed enthusiastically. She sighed.

"No need to be silly. I wanted to know if you called that guy yet. You said you would yesterday, but I know how forgetful you are." She said. I smiled.

"Yeah I called him, and woke him up. He was late for, erm…something. He didn't say what. He told me his name was Austin, and then we just talked for a bit, before I hung up when he got in his car." I explained. She squealed excitedly and I heard her clap her hands and a thump as she dropped the phone.

"Sorry. I got a little carried away." She said apologetically once she had picked the phone up again.

"No! I didn't notice!" I huffed sarcastically. Her squealing had hurt my ear.

"So…are you guys meeting up? Are you dating? I want details, Ally, details!" she pushed. I sighed.

"Seriously, Trish, we talked for five minutes. He might call me back later, or I might never hear from him again. I don't know yet." I sighed. She laughed.

"As if, Ally. The guy was so into you, there's no way he's going to not call you." She said.

"Trish, he's obviously older than me and has girls lining up to date him. Why would he be interested in me? I'm not even out of high school yet!" I exclaimed.

"Oh, Ally, don't you worry about anything. Anyway, that reminds me. When are we getting our exam results? Finals were ages ago." She asked me. I was relieved that she had changed the subject, although I knew she would bring it up again if I didn't get off the phone fast.

"I'm not sure, but don't worry. I'm sure you did fine." I told her.

"Easy for you to say, since you always ace your tests. I worked so hard and I'm pretty sure I still flunked." She groaned.

"Don't worry about it Trish. Anyway, I have to go." I said.

"Bye Ally."

I hung up and lay back down, listening to music and checking my phone every two minutes for texts.

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