A/N: So here it is! The success. Thanks so much for the kind reviews. Hopefully you guys will like the second half just as much. I still don't own Austin & Ally. What a bummer!
Ally was working Sonic Boom on a busy Saturday afternoon. Team Austin, distracted by the disappointment caused by Austin's parents, had failed to have a real meeting this week. Ally heard a crash behind her and let out a sigh before turning around.
Dez was holding a baseball bat and on the ground next to him was a gong. He shot a fearful look at her before shrugging. "This is how I let out my emotions?" he said, hoping it would soften Ally's anger.
"I'm upset too, Dez, but you still can't play baseball with a gong. That's not even possible anyways. You'd be better off playing with a piccolo-"
Dez brightened and ran to the corner of the store holding woodwind instruments. Ally shook her head at her own stupidity and chose to ignore the following crash.
"Guess who got a job as Austin's manager?" The familiar singsong voice of Trish was welcome to Ally.
"But you were already Austin's manager," Ally said, smiling at her friend with a confused look.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Guess who the best manager in the world is?" Trish asked.
"Trish, what did you do?" Ally asked, stepping towards her friend.
"Well even though Austin's parents didn't show up to his gig, the record company who asked for his demo did!"
"Yeah, he gave them his demo, but they never called back," Ally pointed out, shaking her head. She couldn't help but remember how disappointed Austin was.
"Apparently they just wanted to see how dedicated he was to his dream. When they heard about the gig, they decided to hear how he sounded live."
"And?" Ally prompted.
"And they want to give him a record deal!"
"WHAT!" Ally shrieked, causing Dez to return to the front of the store with a guilty look on his face.
"I didn't-" he started but realized that Ally looked happy rather than upset.
"Trish got Austin a record deal!"
Dez squealed and joined the other two while they jumped up and down in excitement.
"Where's Austin?" Ally asked excitedly. "We have to tell him! This is the best news!"
As if on cue, Austin wandered into Sonic Boom, looking confused at the commotion in front of him. "What's going on?"
Ally and Dez both went to say something but were cut off by Trish.
"Guess who the best manager in the world is?"
Austin continued looking at them confused.
"Trish got you a record deal!" Ally squealed, running up to hug her best blond friend.
After she let go, she watched as his eyes grew big. "But-but-"
"Remember that company you sent the demo to? They came to your boardwalk gig and decided to give you a chance!"
"No way! Trish, you're amazing!" He leaned down to hug her before screaming with the rest of their friends. The jumping resumed but soon, Austin came to a halt. He looked at the ground, a frown taking over his face. "I can't take it," he said.
The rest of Team Austin stopped jumping to look at him.
"Austin, that's crazy!" Ally said.
"Yeah, dude, you have to do this!" Dez added.
"My parents would never let me," Austin replied.
"Well, tell them the good news first! They might surprise you, Austin," Ally answered.
But he shook his head and looked back to the ground. "They don't understand."
"Austin, look at me!" Trish snapped. The sound made everyone cringe but they turned to look at her. "I just got off the phone with your mom. We're all invited to dinner at your house tonight to talk about this great news! Now stop moping!"
Austin looked at her in awe. "What? All of you?"
"Sweet! What's for dinner?" Dez asked, which received him a smack from Trish.
"You whack-a-doodle! Concentrate! Tonight is not about the food- it's about Austin!"
Austin smiled at all his friends. "You guys are the best! Having people there to support me will be a nice change."
"Group hug?" Trish prompted.
They all rushed forward to embrace, laughter taking over.
Team Austin had all gone their separate ways to get ready for dinner. Austin was now pacing in his room, fiddling with his tie. He opted for a more conservative look in the hopes of pleasing his father somehow. He had even put on khakis for the occasion.
The doorbell rang to distract him from his thoughts. He rushed downstairs to open it, knowing his friends were finally there.
The door swung open to reveal all 3 of them: Dez wearing an outrageous cardigan while rocking his formal backpack, Ally in the dress she had planned on wearing to the awards show a month ago, and Trish was wearing a striped skirt with a bright blue blouse. Overall, they had dressed to impress.
Austin ushered them in and dragged them towards the empty dining room.
"Okay, guys. Remember, no talking about any mishaps in my career. Just the good stuff. And let me bring up the record deal, okay?"
His friends nodded in response, despite Trish's eye roll.
"Okay, how should we sit?" Ally asked.
"Does that matter?" Trish replied.
"Yes!" Ally exclaimed. "We need a balance of power. If his parents find our weak spot, we're doomed!"
"Okay, Trish and Dez should be together," Austin said.
"What? No way!" The two said in unison.
"Austin's right. Dez is...well, crazy and easily distracted. No offense, Dez." Dez just shrugged. "And Trish, you're the manager and you command attention when you talk. And you can keep Dez on topic. And Austin can encourage me when I'm sure I'm about to vomit," Ally finished, attempting to smile.
"You guys are so great!" Dez said which earned him a strange look from the group.
"Okaaaay, anyways. We're having spaghetti and meatballs. So don't be sloppy either," Austin said.
"Does your dad hate messy people?" Ally asked.
"No, my mom is just like, super OCD." They all nodded before taking their seats.
"Austin!" a voice called from the kitchen, "can you help carry stuff in there?"
"Sure thing, Mom!" Austin got up to go help his mother and Ally shot him a thumbs up.
Austin returned shortly after, a short blonde woman following him. After they set all of the food down, the woman turned to the young people at the table.
"So this is Team Austin, huh?" she asked with a smile. They all nodded in response. "I'm Austin's mom. You can call me Mimi!"
"I'm Trish," Trish said, starting the introductions. "I'm Austin's manager."
"And a great one at that," Austin's mom said.
"I'm Dez, resident filmmaker for Team Austin," Dez said, reaching over to shake Mrs. Moon's hand.
"Dez, we've met. And I'm a fan of your work," she answered, shaking his hand.
"And I'm Ally. I write songs. Whatever!" she said, a bit too chill.
Austin shot her a look.
"Oh, Ally. You look beautiful in that dress!" Ally grinned in response before looking downcast. "And your songs are brilliant. Austin is always talking about how talented you are!"
"Mom!"
"Oh, honey. Calm down. All I'm saying is that I love Ally's songs." She smiled at the 4 friends gathered there.
Austin had shrunk into his chair, a blush creeping up his face. His three friends looked at him strangely.
"Mike, honey! Time for dinner!" Mimi yelled. At the mention of his dad, Austin shifted in his chair, trying to make himself look presentable.
The group was soon joined by a tall man with dirty blond hair. He had glasses and wore a stern look. "Hello, everyone," he said, smiling ever so slightly.
He sat down and there was an awkward silence. Austin kept shifting in his seat and Ally decided to save him.
"Mr. Moon, I'm Ally Dawson. I write songs with Austin." She smiled at the older man.
"Ah, so this is the Ally I've been hearing so much about." Austin shrunk back into his seat. "Austin says you're very talented."
Ally blushed and muttered, "Thanks."
"And a pleasure to see you again, Dez," Austin's dad said.
"Always, Mr. Moon!" Dez answered nervously.
"I'm Trish, Austin's..." she faltered before finishing, "manager. I'm his manager! Wooo Team Austin!" she finished with false enthusiasm. She looked down at the floor.
"Nice to meet you Trish." Mr. Moon answered with a smile.
"Well now that that's out of the way, how about we dig in?" Mimi suggested. Everyone at the table nodded and began passing the food around.
"Sooo," Trish said, trying to start some sort of conversation. "Austin's gig last weekend went really well. I sold 200 tickets!"
"Yeah, I was sorry I missed it. I had a business meeting come up," Mr. Moon responded.
The table went silent again.
"You missed our new song," Ally piped up. "Austin wanted to write it just for-" Austin looked at her and drew a finger across his throat, shaking his head furiously. "Just for fun!" Ally finished. "Funny fun fun!" She shook hear head again and looked at her plate.
"Mr. Moon, did you see the last video we made for Austin's website?" Dez asked hopefully.
Mr. Moon put his fork down. "The one with the goose?"
Dez nodded.
"It was...interesting."
Everyone continued to pick at their food.
"Dad, I actually have something to tell you," Austin said.
His friends looked at him, surprised that he had actually managed to say something. Mr. Moon turned to face the boy sitting next to him. "Yes?"
"I got offered a record deal. A big company came up to Trish after my last gig- they think I could be big!"
The silence after this statement was heavy and everyone had their eyes on Mr. Moon. Austin was biting his lip and holding Ally's hands to prevent her from chewing her hair.
"Austin," his dad began, "you know-"
"Mike." Austin's mom had spoken up. She looked at Mr. Moon. "Our son is so talented. I went to his show last week." Austin looked at his mother in shock. "And he was great! And he and Ally wrote a new song. And it was to us," she finished.
Mr. Moon continued to frown. Ally's hands were shaking, desperate to chew on her hair. Austin was focused on his parents, barely registering her nervousness.
"Mr. Moon, I sold 200 tickets for Austin's last gig. And at 8 dollars a pop! That's a lot of money!" Trish added.
"And his videos always get over a million hits!" Dez said.
"And he's so smart," Ally said, which caused Austin to look at her funny. "I write okay songs. It's with Austin's help that they turn out so great."
The table was silent. Finally, Austin's dad said something. "You know my opinion of music, Austin. And I- I can't let you do this," he said firmly. "Music is not a career option for you."
"Dad-"
"No, Austin! I've made my decision. No is no."
"But Mr. Moon-"
"Dez, you heard me."
"But that's so-"
"OUT!" Mr. Moon shouted.
Dez, Trish, and Ally all looked at him in shock. Even Mimi appeared shaken by her husband's outburst. Austin continued to look defeated in his seat.
"I will not tolerate this nonsense under my roof. All of you- out."
"Kids, I am so sorry, come to the kitchen with me," Mimi said, ushering them out of the room.
"No, Mimi. Send them home. I am done with this."
The three friends looked at Austin helplessly before they were ushered away. He didn't even look up.
After they were alone, Austin stood up and looked at his father. "Dad, I- I love music. And I love my friends. And tonight, you didn't respect either of the things I treasure most." He walked up to his room, unable to even muster the energy to slam the door.
Mr. Moon sat stunned into silence, the house echoing the coldness he felt inside.
Someone clearing their throat distracted him from his thoughts.
He looked up to see Ally, nervously pulling at her dress. "Mr. Moon, I have to say this. And I'd appreciate if you didn't interrupt." She waited for him to acknowledge what she'd said before continuing, "Austin is so talented. And he has so many fans. But the most wonderful thing about him is how genuine he is. He hasn't let this little bit of fame he already has go to his head. I mean, he still hangs out with me and let me tell you, I am not cool!" she stammered. "And he loves music. He loves it more than anything else in the world. And I just think- you know, I have stage fright. I'm letting myself keep me from my dreams. But the only thing stopping Austin is you. It's the same way with my dad- one in bazillion chance right? But my mom- she loved music. That's why I love it so much. It reminds me of her. And I don't think she'd want me to abandon music. Music speaks to people in different ways- and to me and Austin it speaks the truth. It tells us that we're doing what we should be doing and I just- I want Austin to be so happy and so successful. And if you loved him like you say you do, you would want this for him."
There was a ringing in the silence that followed.
"And, well, that's all I had to say. And that song that Austin wrote for you was amazing. I wish you could've heard it."
And with that, Ally walked out the door, leaving Mr. Moon alone with his thoughts.
Ally had stayed behind at Sonic Boom by herself while Trish and Dez went to distract themselves from the horrible dinner. None of them had really gotten a chance to eat, so Trish and Dez went to the Melody Diner in the hope of actually eating.
Ally was running through the song she had attempted to write for Austin. It definitely turned out super girly, but she loved it. It was truly an Ally Dawson original. After she finished, she heard clapping.
When she turned around, Austin was standing there, a huge grin on his face. "I told you that song was brilliant!"
Ally blushed slightly before frowning. "I'm sorry tonight didn't go so well."
"That's actually what I came here to talk to you about." Austin walked over to sit next to her. "Apparently, I owe you big time."
"What? Why?" Ally asked, confused.
"Because my parents are letting me take the record deal!"
Ally's mouth dropped. "Austin! No way!"
They hugged. "My dad said you said something to him that just, opened his eyes. So thanks Ally," Austin exclaimed.
She smiled shyly as Austin leaned over and pecked her on the cheek. The blush deepened.
"Austin, I am so happy for you!" she said, hugging him again.
"Ahem!" a loud voice interrupted them, causing them to jump away from each other.
"We were just-" Austin started.
"Uh, dancing!" Ally finished. Austin shot her a look, but they both started dancing horribly.
"Huh? What?" Dez looked at them confused. "I was just clearing my throat. I think I've got some Cha-Cha pie stuck in my throat. AHEM!" He hacked again.
Austin and Ally just shook their heads.
"Hey where's Trish?" Ally asked. "Austin has big news!"
"Guess who got a job as a janitor?" Trish's singsong voice answered.
"Um, gross Trish! But Austin has good news!"
Austin turned to Trish and Dez, who were looking at him expectantly.
"My parents are letting me take the record deal!"
Everyone shrieked and shared high fives. They started jumping around just as they had earlier that day, all of them holding hands.
When they had finally calmed down, Austin spoke up. "So how would you guys like to spend a summer in L.A.?" he asked.
"Umm, that'd be cool but there's no way I can afford that!" Ally replied.
"Well, you won't have to pay a cent!" Austin said.
"Okay, spill your guts, Austin," Trish threatened.
"Well for me to record, I have to go during summertime so I don't miss any school. That was my parents' one condition. And my condition was that y'all had to come with me. After all, I'd like to have some new songs, so I need Ally there. And they wanted to make at least two music videos, which I said was only okay if Dez got to direct them. And all of this is possible because of Trish, so she definitely has to come!" Austin explained to them.
They all looked at him in awe.
"Oh, and we'll be staying in this super sweet penthouse apartment?" he added.
"Will I need to bring my formal backpack?" Dez asked, motioning to the thing on his back.
"Maybe?" Austin answered, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, I'm in!" Dez said.
"Me too!" Trish said. "So many unexplored jobs on the west coast..."
"Austin, I can't believe they agreed to let us come with you!"
"Well my parents actually helped convince them. By having you guys there, I won't 'fall into the wrong crowd.' So win-win!" he exclaimed.
"GROUP HUG!" Ally shouted, holding her arms open. They all rushed together, forming a happy Team Austin.
A/N: The end! Ta-da! Okay, so read & review. And I hope you enjoyed this story. I've been really inspired and actually have another story already finished and ready to post! Austin & Ally are my inspiration. I've been writing non-stop the past 3 days. Which I am okay with. :)
PS: the song that I hear when Ally's singing the girly chase your dream song is "The Climb" by Miley Cyrus. And the masculine one is "The Truth" by Kris Allen. So y'all should check those songs out if you haven't already! Be sure to look for my new story, coming soon!
