a/n I promise to update often, you guys. I have a lot more time than I used to (I still have a bunch of schoolwork but I have no social life so…)


Bird and the Worm – Owl City

If you're my girl, swirl me around your room with feeling

And as we twirl, the glow in the dark stars on your ceiling

Will shine for us, as love sweeps over the room

'Cause we tend to make each other blush, you make me blush

You and I left our troubles far behind, troubles far behind

But I still have just one more question on my mind

For all my pals who live in the oceans and the seas

With friends like these well, who needs enemies?


There was a quiet tap on Ally's sliding glass door. She slid it open to find Austin grinning like an idiot at her, holding a small plastic bag. "Happy birthday, Ally." He said, stepping into the room. She was in shock; her room was on the second story. He must have climbed up the side of her balcony like a monkey.

Ally glanced at the clock. It was 12:01, and she would be turning eighteen today. He dumped the bag out on the floor. It was full of glow in the dark stars and planets. He began taping them to the walls and ceiling of Ally's bedroom. He then flipped off the lights, letting the greenish glow from the artificial stars illuminate the room.

He grabbed Ally's hands and began to dance. "Come on," he grinned. She couldn't refuse, so they began to slow dance. Eventually their dance sped up and he was twirling her around the room frantically as she laughed and squealed.

"Austin!" she squeaked.

And before she knew it, she was pressed up against the wall hard, making out with Austin Moon in her glowing room.

This was one of Ally's favorite memories. He had wanted to be the very first one to say happy birthday to her on her eighteenth birthday. She held onto this when she had doubts about Austin's loyalty. She thought about it now, as she watched Austin's first performance of his tour on her television. He was singing "Can't Do It Without You" and looked directly at the camera as he sang it. It gave her the illusion that he was singing to her, like he constantly did at his performances in Miami. Except this time he couldn't see Ally, and he wasn't at all sure if she was watching anyway.

Suddenly a gossip reporter was on screen. "Austin Moon, overnight internet sensation is now a very successful pop star. On a U.S tour this year and is currently in New York City. Look at all these screaming girls!" She stepped out of the shot and the camera zoomed in on a sign that said, "Marry me Austin!" in yellow letters. Ally bit her lip angrily and clicked the T.V off.

She looked around her temporary room. She had spent the day taping the stars and planets to her ceiling and walls, and then unpacking her bags. Ally's aunt was a sweet lady, about 30 years old but beautiful, with long dark, wavy hair and unique light brown eyes. They looked almost gold. She was tall, too, towering over Ally's petite form. A perfectly beautiful tan made Ally wonder if they were even related. Ally also taped a poster to her door. It was a poster of Austin, which had come with his first album that she bought. She had a small picture frame on her wooden dresser beside her bed. It held a picture of her, Trish, Austin , and Dez at an earlier performance, way back when they had first started. It said, "Team Austin" along with the group's signatures scribbled across it in silver sharpie. She smiled.

She wondered what Dez and Trish were doing right now. Trish would be on her cruise ship by now, watching the sun set in Florida. Dez could be speaking to Johnny Depp right at this moment, asking for his autograph or rubbing knees with him. Austin was, no doubt, signing autographs and singing to his fans.

Ally decided to turn in early, reasoning that she'd have to get up bright and early tomorrow morning to begin the hunt for movie parts for her Aunt Ellie. Ally always thought it was hilariously ironic that their names sounded so similar. She took one glance at her clock before clicking off the lamp beside her bed and drifting off to sleep. It was only 8 o'clock.


Austin rushed into his hotel room and slammed the door closed quickly. Panting heavily, he leaned back against the door for a moment. Livin' the dream, he thought unenthusiastically. He must have scribbled his name a kajillion times tonight. His voice and everything else hurt. He kicked off his shoes, threw his fedora across the room, and flopped into his bed. There were girls outside his door right now, begging to come in.

The whole situation made him think if Ally. What was she doing right now? Surely she was having a good time in California. He had met her aunt Ellie before. She was gorgeous for a 30 year old woman. He thought her eyes were cool, too. She had spent an entire day playing zombie slaying video games with the boys when she came to visit Ally on her vacation a few years ago.

What was Dez doing? Making strange comments to Johnny Depp and talking filmmaking with him, of course. And Trish? He didn't even need to think about this; of course she was having a good time! Austin was enjoying his tour, though, and that was all that mattered to him at the moment.

He grabbed the ukulele that sat on the corner of his bed. Strum. He sat for a second. That was a cute note. Strum. Strum. Soon he was strumming all of his cares away, singing "The Bird and The Worm" at the top of his lungs. It was a song he had learned to love after playing it a million times to his Ally. She would always demand him to play it and now every time he picked up the instrument it was the first song to come to mind.

The girls outside fell silent, like the mockingjays did whenever Katniss sang in those books that Ally forced Austin to read. What was it again? Oh yeah, The Hunger Games.

Eventually the blond sang himself out and he drifted off to sleep in his uncomfortable hotel bed, snuggling with a pillow and his ukulele.


a/n haha, I had no idea what to do with the end of this chapter. It didn't go as planned but whatevs. :P Oh, and if you haven't read the Hunger Games trilogy, you should. I love it. (You should also read the Percy Jackson books if you haven't read them, either.) Umm… so yeah. I don't know if I'll update again tonight, but I think I will tomorrow. :)

The Hunger Games © Suzanne Collins

Percy Jackson © Rick Riordan

The Bird and the Worm © Owl City