It's my first morning in the new house, I open my eyes and the room is bright, from the sun shining in through the window.

It's very quite. It's actually pretty creepy because, I'm used to the sounds of the waves and people out on the beach.

I roll out of bed and look out my window, still just trees and fields. "Why!" I groan.

I go up to my dresser and the mirror has a crack in it, I don't remember it being there yesterday. I slide my fingers over the crack, its sharp and it cuts my finger.

Ouch, you're so stupid Ally. I think to myself.

I walk downstairs looking for my dad, and a band-aid, I stick my finger into my mouth, sucking out the blood. I find him sitting at the kitchen counter, reading the news paper.

"What's up honey?" He asks, "How'd you sleep?"

I take my finger out of my mouth and say, "Eh, fine I suppose. It was too quiet." I say while going through the cabinets.

He looks at me odd, "Too quite? Really Ally? People would kill for that silence!" He notices what I'm doing and says, "What are you looking for?"

"I am looking for something to put on my cut. My mirror has a huge crack in it that wasn't there yesterday and I cut my finger on it."

"What? How would that happen?" He asks, putting his paper down.

"Well, I'm not too smart and I touched it and…" He interrupts me, "No, I meant would the mirror break?"

"I don't know." I say.

He finds the first aid kit and gets a band-aid out and gives it to me.

"I'm going to go check it out." He says, and then walks up stairs.

I follow him into my room and he stands there. He turns around and stares at me.

"What?" I ask, and then I notice. There's no crack in the mirror.

"What the… It was there two minutes ago!" I say.

"Listen Ally, I know you don't want to live here but you don't have to go making up things and then hurting yourself on purpose." He shakes his head and walks out of my room.

"You actually think I'm making this up dad?" I yell at his back.

I look at the mirror, and it's perfect. Not a scratch. How is that possible, I just don't understand?

After I got dressed, I went downstairs, trying to shake off what had happened. I told my dad I was going to go for a walk and check out the town. I was still mad at him for not believing me and thinking I'd hurt myself on purpose, so I did not want to stay in this house.

I step foot off of the porch and walk down the street. It's a pretty small town so it doesn't take long for me to get into the main part.

There's a library, a local bakery, a grocery store, a high school and middle school, and a bank. There's not even a mall!

I decide to go into the bakery; I could go for a cookie or something.

I enter the store and the little bell on the door goes ding and I swear everyone notices me and stares. It makes me feel really weird. It's like they can tell I've never been here before.

I go up to the counter and look at all the cookies, muffins, brownies, and other delicious looking food. I ask the girl at the register for one chocolate chunk cookie.

She smiles at me and says, "Sure! You're new here I assume?"

"Yeah, how'd you know?" I ask.

She laughs, "It's a really small town, and everyone knows everyone, so it's not hard to notice someone new. I take it you live in the old house on proctor ave?" That I do.

"Um…yes." I say.

She hands me my cookie in a bag and I hand her my money and I walk out.

I notice there is a small park and I walk over and sit on a bench to eat my cookie. I watch all of the people walking their dogs, jogging or walking fast while talking on their cell phones.

Everything seems pretty normal I guess. I don't like the idea of a small town though. Doesn't that mean that everyone knows everyone's business? It must, since that random girl at the bakery knew what house I moved into.

I walk into the library, full from my cookie and go into the "romance novels" section. I enjoy reading those types of books, even though I'm a hopeless romantic.

I grab one of the books and sit down at a table that has four other chairs.

I've been reading for a while when I notice someone sit in the chair next to me. I hesitate but look up from my book. A shaggy haired, blonde boy is sitting there, looking at me. He notices me, notice him and he smiles.

"Hey." He says.

"Uh," I close my book, "hi." I say back.

"You're new, aren't you?" He asks.

Ugh, small towns.

"Yes, yes I am. I just moved here yesterday."

"That's awesome. Welcome!" He says, enthusiastically.

"It's not really that awesome. I rather still be in Florida." I say. I kind of regret it because his smile turns into a frown.

"Oh, well you'll get used to it eventually. Maybe you'll even like it here," he rubs his neck, getting shy suddenly, "I'm Austin by the way."

"I'm Ally." I reply.

"Nice to meet you Ally. Well I guess I'll quit bothering you and let you read." He smiles and walks away.

I watch him walk away and he sits down on the other side of the library with a group of friends. He's looking at me still and one of his guy friends punches him on the shoulder. He looks away from me and laughs with his friends.

Was he dared to talk to me or something? Either way, he was so… cute.

Author's notes:

So this is my second Austin & Ally story. I just complete My Knight and Shining Armor. So if you haven't read it yet, check it out :D

I'm super pumped that i already have good reviews! I'm trying to make these chapters longer since my other story had short oness. I may not update as fast as since i am still writing this one, my other story i wrote almost all of it and then posted it. Soooo. Keep reviewing. I love hearing from you :D