-The next morning-

"Ally, I'm going to run to Angela's okay?" Mr. Dawson asked. Ally glared at the floor.

"Sure." She answered. He sighed, him seeing his new employee was something Ally hated the most. She predicted he would start dating her. He didn't want to say no, because he didn't know what the future would bring, but his wife had died only a year ago. He missed her an incredible amount. He wasn't going to move on right away. He sometimes wondered if Ally thought he blamed her for her mom dying. He had tried to tell her it wasn't her fault but she wouldn't listen to it. He grabbed his keys and went outside. A few seconds later Austin walked in, Dez and Trish following him.

"So you hang with him now?" Ally snapped.

"No, they just got here the same time I did. Personally the red head annoys me to no end." Trish said. Dez just laughed.

"Ally I was wondering if you could help me?" Austin asked.

"Why would I help you?" She asked.

"Because if you help me write another song, I'll let everyone know that both of them are yours." He said.

"I'm sorry, but no." Trish choked on her sweet tea.

"Ally come on." She said.

"No Trish." She snapped. She began walking up the stairs.

"I just wanted to prove my dad wrong." Austin said, sadness in his voice.

"What do you mean?" She asked, turning around.

"He told me I might as well forget about being famous."

"My dad told me the same." She said, she began walking down the stairs. "Okay." She said.

"What?"

"I'll help you." She said, no emotion on her face. Not even when he grinned a breath taking smile.

"You will? Thank you so much!" He said excitedly. He suddenly hugged her. She didn't wrap her arms around him. He found that odd, but shrugged it off.

"So when do you go on the show?" She asked.

"Tomorrow at eight." He answered.

"Welp, I guess we better get started." She said walking over to the piano.

"Well, what do you have in that book of yours?" He asked reaching for it.

"Don't touch my book." She said.

"Sorry." He said quietly.

"The tears of your heart cry." She read. He paced back and forth.

"To depressing." He said quickly.

"Okay...uh...the midnight sadness..."

"Even more to depressing." She sighed, did he have to be so picky?

"This song needs to be fun." He said.

"A splash of sunshine, you're like a drizzle of darkness." He continued.

"Okay I get your point." She snapped.

"We need to get you to relax. Close your eyes." He instructed.

"I'm not closing my-"

"Close them."

"Oh alright..." She said quickly. "Don't touch my book." She said, sensing that's what he was trying to do.

"Okay, imagine you're on stage performing and-"

"No, I have horrible stage fright."

"Alright. Imagine you're at the beach."

"Ew sand's getting everywhere. EW, is that guy really wearing a thong?"

"Alright, alright. What do you like?" Austin asked, beginning to think this was not going to work.

"Pickles." She answered in her monotone voice. Austin sighed, yeah, this was not going to work.

"Stay up here, I'll come back for you." He said. He ran out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Ten minutes later he returned.

"Okay, I'm ready." He said. She was about to open the door, but Austin's eyes found their way to her eyes.

"What are you doing?" She asked in a rush.

"You can't see yet." He said, she could hear the smile in his voice.

"Oh." He helped her down the stairs. When he released her eyes she seen that her dad's store had been transformed. There was lights hanging everywhere a miniature globe of lights was circling colorful lights all over the wall.

"What is all this?" She asked.

"A party, that's what this is. We're going to get your creative juices flowing." He said turning on music. He grabbed her hand. He spun her around and grabbed her other hand.

"Austin come on, we need to start writing your song." She said. She looked at him. He had a huge grin on his face, he looked happy. For a split second Ally wanted to smile at the cute boy, but she stopped herself. From not only smiling, but from thinking he was cute. Austin blew the whistle around his neck and Trish and Dez suddenly came out. They danced their way over to them. Ally let out a laugh and everything stopped.

"Ally! You laughed. That was a real laugh." Trish said grabbing her best friend and hugging her.

"Yeah...I guess I did, didn't I?" Ally said, a small smile forming it's way on her face.

"Do you think you can write a song now?" Austin asked her quietly. Ally offered another small smile, at him this time.

"I think I can do anything." She said, a sound of victory in her voice. She was finally starting to come around. It would be little by little, and maybe in a year she might be back to normal, but she knew at any moment she could crawl back into that dark place again.

"Let's write a song." She said. She grabbed his hand and ran to the piano. Dez and Trish backed out of the store both smiling at their friends sitting together at the piano.

"Ya know something? I think Austin is just the person to pick Ally up out of her spell." Trish said hopefully.

"Yeah, I'm thinking Ally could be the same benefit to Austin. She's exactly what he needs." Dez said happily.

"What are you talking about?" She asked looking at Dez strangely. Dez looked at her, panic in his eyes.

"Alright, only if you promise not to tell Austin I told you. Don't tell Ally either." Dez said.

"Promise." Trish agreed.

"Alright, so here's what's going on..."

AN: Hope you enjoyed(: