Ally's POV

I was leaning on the couter in the main room of Sonic Boom writing in my book. I had come up with a great new song for Austin and it was almost finished. I spent almost all night working on it and now I just need two more lines and it'll be done. I started flipping through pages in my book hoping I'll find something that'll inspire me.

"ALLY!"

I heard someone yell my name and I screamed throwing my book in their direction.

"Oh my god Austin, im so sorry."

"Geez Ally, I've called your name six times."

"Sorry. Im just really focused on the new song."

"Must be good. Like all your other ones."

"It will be when I finish it." He handed me my book and I put it on the shelf below the cash register. "So, how was the dance?"

"Amazing! I met this girl, we danced almost all night. And she was so beautiful."

"Really? Who was it?"

"I dont know, she wouldnt take her mask off."

"So how do you know she was beautiful?"

"I just knew."

"Did you at least get her number?"

"No."

"So you met a girl that you really like, but you dont know who she is, and you have no way of contacting her?" I laughed.

"It's not funny. I cant stop thinking about her. She's the most amazing girl I've ever met. Well, next to you." I blushed. "But now I dont think I'll ever see her again."

"Why dont you write down a list about things you know about her. Me, Trish, and Dez can study it and look for girls that meet the qualifications. And if someone is exactly like you described, you can ask her."

"What if it's not her?"

"You'll just have to take a risk."

"Okay. Changing the subject, how's the song coming along?"

"Great! It's almost finished, I just need a few more lines and it'll be done. Then we can work on the music."

"Awesome! Why dont you go upstairs and finish working on it. I'll take over down here."

"Austin I dont think thats such a great idea."

"What, you dont trust me?"

"No, of course I do. What if my dad comes in and see's im not here?"

"Your upstairs?"

"That's not what I mean."

"I know. Now go! I'll take care of the store as if it's my life."

"You'd better!" I grabbed my book and went upstairs. I sat at the piano and began pushing buttons. I started thinking about Austin's story. I quickly grabbed my book and ripped out the song pages. I snatched my pencil and started scribbling words in my book on a clean sheet of paper. Within thirty minutes I had a new song.

Mystery Girl.