Thanks heaps to the people that followed this story! For a while there I thought that writing the first chapter was a waste of time :/. Thanks for taking the time to read this story and hopefully you guys enjoy the next part to the story :)

Chapter 2

(Continuing from chapter 1)
He stopped in his tracks and he was thinking as hard as his little brain could think, about what his next move was going to be. The crying just kept on coming. It didn't lighten even in the slightest. By this time Austin's brain was in overdrive. "I could go and say hi?" He thought to himself. "Or maybe it is just best if I leave them alone?" All these different thoughts were going through his head. Then he imagined Ally's reaction if she found out that someone was using the piano at the least, and they were also soaking it in tears. "I should probably go tell them to stop crying all over the piano, otherwise Ally will burst our eardrums. Wait. How did this person even get into the shop?" Austin thought long and hard. Then he realised that he didn't close the door behind him when he left. He also switched the sign back to the side that says that the shop is open. "Oh, so this is all my fault. Damn you Austin!"

Austin cautiously walked up to the piano. "Hey, what's the matter?" He asked the girl who had completely drowned her clothes in her tears.

"Ahh!" The short brunette girl screamed as she jumped, hitting her head on Austin's arm, which was leaning on the top of the piano.

"Woah, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you." He reassured the girl.

"How long have you been standing there?" She asked

"Not long, but long enough to hear that song you were singing. It was honestly really good!"

"Aww, thanks" She said as wiped away other tear from her piercing blue eyes.

"So what brought you to Sonic Boom today?" He asked nicely, with a big inviting smile on his face.

"I came in to ask about prices for guitars, and then I saw the piano" She started to explain "So I called out for a sales assistant, but no one came. Then I started to play it. Music just takes my mind of everything. I feel like I can be me."

"Join the club!" By this time, her eyes were starting to dry and she was beginning to have a tiny smile on her face.

"you like music too, do you?" She asked curiously.

"Yep, it is my life! In the song you said that you want to go home. Why don't you just go home, instead of sitting here at the piano."

"Well, let's put it this way. How far away from this shop do you live?" She went on to say.

"a few minutes, no more than twenty."

"Now, imagine that, then times that by at least 960." She continued

"Can I ask why?" Austin replied, quite confused as to why she said that.

"Because, that is how long it will take me to get home." She told him, starting to tear up again. She really missed home. She missed all her friends. She missed her family. She missed the Cadbury Chocolate and the Vegemite.

"Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, don't cry. It's alright. Where do you live?"

"Over a few oceans, all the way down under."

"what?"

"I'm Australian….." The brunette girl told Austin.

"Oh, that explains your accent" Austin said embarrassed, for not knowing what she meant by 'down under'.

"Ahaha. That's right. It would explain my accent." She confirmed.

"So then, welcome to the U.S! I'm Austin."

"Why thank you. I'm Cindy." Cindy replied with the biggest smile she had ever had in the whole conversation.

"It's nice to see that you're not crying anymore. Give those clothes of yours a chance to dry off a bit." Austin said "So, what brought you to Miami?"

"My parents got moved here for work. So we all just had to pack up and move. We found out about our big move only one month before we had to leave. It was pretty difficult to pack all our stuff, buy a new home, sell our old furniture and say goodbye to family and friends, in one month." Cindy explained.

"it must be hard moving." Said Austin

"It is. I have moved before, like heaps. But I have never moved this far away from home. I have never moved to a place where they look at me like I'm a psycho when I say 'Where are My thongs' Cindy laughed.

"Where are your what!?" Austin shouted in surprise.

"My thongs. Here in America I believe you call them 'flip-flops'" Cindy reaffirmed

"Oh right, I thought you meant 'thongs' as in und-"

"-Yes I know what you thought" Cindy said when she cut Austin off.

"So have you made many new friends here?"

"Nope, I don't belong here. No one likes the new girl with a weird accent."

"Aye! Hold up! I like the new girl with a 'weird' accent!" Austin leaped up and said.

"aha, cheers mate. But, you must be the first. You would think I would have gotten used to moving and making new friends by now."

"How many times have you moved?"

"well, my parents job means that they don't stay in the same place very long. Sometimes we have to move every one-two years. So I have been everywhere all over Australia. At one point we were at the top of Australia in Queensland and then the next year we were down in Victoria."

"That's a pretty big move!"

"Yup, and then we were back in the middle, in Sydney. I was born in Sydney and that's where we were for quite a while, before we got moved here."

"Is Sydney the place with that big bridge and weird looking theatre thing?"

"indeed it is, that 'big bridge' is called Sydney Harbour Bridge, and the 'weird looking theatre thing' is called Sydney Opera House." She explained.

"oh right! Have you ever noticed that your name sounds a lot like 'Sydney'?" Asked Austin.

"yes I have. That is why I am called Cindy, because if I was called Sydney that would be a bit weird, because I was living in Sydney."

"I'm so glad I met you" Austin said to Cindy smiling

"And you have just made Miami seem like a very nice place, unlike what it has felt like for the past month." She replied

"aha, we aren't all that bad, especially my friend Ally. I'm sure she will absolutely love you!" Austin told, very excited.

"I can't wait to meet her! Now I am quite excited that I am living in the U.S. Thanks for being so nice to me, Austin."

"It's all good! You Australians aren't that bad!" replied Austin. "Just a question, can you play the music to the song you were singing before?"

"Sure, I guess." She replied confused as to why he wanted to hear that again.

Cindy stared to play the tune to her song, which she appeared to have called 'Just Wanna Go Home'. After the introduction, she was about to sing the first verse, when she was interrupted by Austin.

I just wanna welcome you
I need you to stay
You do belong here
especially when you sitting here
playing the piano with me!

When he started singing his own words to Cindy's song, she started to laugh. It was the best time Cindy has ever had in the 1 month she has been in Miami.

Welcome Welcome Welcome
Welcome to Miami
We welcome you
And you don't need to leave

Austin continued singing. Soon after, Cindy joined in. They were singing some made-up duet on the spot and were just having the best time. So with Austin's welcome song, Cindy replied with…

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you
Thank you Miami
Thanks for welcoming me
And now I don't feel like leaving

Austin and Cindy were singing that little part of a song over and over again. It went on for at least five minutes. Until they were stopped, by Ally.

"Austin! You know how I feel about you mucking around on the instruments without my permission" Ally began to yell.

Austin jumped out of his seat as soon as he heard Ally's voice. "Ohh, Ally…hi…How are you?" Austin asked her, scared.

"I'm fine…what have you broken?..."

"I haven't broken anything! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ally! Look who I met!" Austin said happily, pointing to Cindy.

"G'Day, I'm Cindy." Cindy said, giving her hand to Ally, waiting for her to shake it, which she didn't.

"and….. she is Australian" Austin whispered to Ally.

"Hey… I'm Ally….."

"Alls, guess what? Cindy here, is quite a musician, I gathered" Austin told Ally, quite impressed with his find.

"Oh, that's great Austin! Let me guess, she also loves pancakes and her middle name is Monica. Just like yours!" Ally yelled, off her head, as she started to storm off, up the stairs and into their practice room, slamming the door behind her.

"umm.. I don't know whether she likes pancakes, and I'm pretty sure her middle name isn't Monica…" Austin yelled back at Ally.

"Sorry" Austin said to Cindy. "I'm not sure what her problem is…"

"Nah, it's okay. I didn't expect to make many friends here in Miami." Cindy replied.

…And that is the end of chapter 2 :)
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