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"Trish," I gasped, grabbing her arm. "Who... is that?" I asked, looking towards the entrance of the coffee shop.

She looked up and smirked when she saw who I was talking about.

"That's Austin Moon."

Austin Moon.

Even his name was sexy.

"Is he single?" I asked without hesitating. I knew my asking would probably be in vain. A guy like him would almost definitely be taken.

"Yep."

I tried my best not to beak into a touchdown dance or something.

"You're fucking with me. Right?"

"Nope, he's single."

"Who's the guy beside him?" I asked.

"His best-friend, Dez."

"And you know the both of them?"

"Yep. I can introduce you two if you said, starting to walk over to the two guys who had just sat down at a table.

I yanked her back into her seat.

"You cannot just introduce me to the sexiest piece of ass I have ever seen when I haven't even taken any precautions to make sure I look perfect. I mean, I didn't even condition my hair this morning!" I held up a lock of hair to her face. "It's lacking in volume!"

She blinked. "Your call."

I sighed, and turned back to look at Austin. "Just tell me everything you know about him while I undress him with my eyes."

"Well, his parents are these two rich, snobby, starry socialites who have been training him in things like etiquette and shit since he was, like, three." I heard Trish scoff, and she probably rolled her eyes, too. I wasn't sure. I was busy mentally unbuttoning Austin's shirt.

"He's super-smart, too, and I'm pretty sure he's never actually been with a girl before. You're going to start Marino High, right?"

"Yeah..." He was just so dreamy.

"He takes AP everything. Do you?" I loved this girl. So full of information.

"Most things." I was a smart fucker. "Except Math."

"I bet he'd be willing to tutor you."

I shivered in anticipation at the thought.

"So could you set us up?" She shrugged.

"Well, yeah, I guess so. I know him pretty well, and I'm in some of his classes, so I bet I could get him to notice you, somehow."

I nodded. "Sounds good."

"And Cassidy Erickson's having a party tonight. I'll bring you and, chances are, he'll be there."

I grinned. "Perfect."

When I was wearing a dress that just covered my panties, and enough makeup that I could wear without looking like a whore, I turned to Trish, who was sitting on my bed.

"How do I look?"

She smiled. "Perfect. Now can we go?" I sighed, and grabbed my clutch, and peeked at myself one more time in the mirror.

"Yeah, lets go." I sighed. Trish had finished getting ready almost a full hour before me. Only because I needed to make sure I was absolutely flawless.

I wasn't usually this vain, but this was the first time Austin was going to see me, so a certain amount of vanity was allowed, okay?!

I called out that I was leaving to Candy and Lester, and ran downstairs before she could see what I was wearing. I didn't need a screaming match.

When we were in Trish's car, I turned on the radio and started listening to the top 40 shit that was playing. It was playing Ke$sha, naturally.

"You have terrible taste." Trish commented, shaking her head.

"Hey, if you claim not to like any shitty pop music at all, then you are fucking lying to yourself."

Trish laughed. "True."

When we got to Cassidy's house, there was a girl puking in the bushes, and two definitely wasted girls were pulling down the straps of their dresses and flashing people driving by.

Ah, high school parties.

As soon as we were out of the car, I grabbed Trish's hand. "Where is he?"

She rolled her eyes. "Would ya chill? We just got here." She looked over into the distance. "Hey, there's Dez."

She opened her mouth to call him over, and I put my hand over her mouth. "No! You're gonna make me seem desperate!"

She licked my hand until I pulled it away from her mouth, then glared. "You are desperate."

"No need to announce it, geez."

She sighed, and took my hand, pulling me into the house, smiling at various people that I did not know as she walked through the house.

Eventually, we were in the kitchen, and she got us both beers, and Trish started to talk to a pretty girl with dark, curly hair.

"Are you Ally Dawson?" A deep voice asked.

I looked up from under my lashed, smiling coyly. I couldn't help it. I was a natural flirt. And anyway, I liked this guy already, since he called me Ally instead of Allyson. "Guilty."

"I've heard so much about you," I realized that this was Austin's friend, Dez.

"So Candy's told you about me?"

"Yeah, kinda." Before I could reply, Austin showed up behind him, and he smiled at me.

I swear, I fucking turned to mush right then.

Trish turned away from the girl he was talking to, and saw what was happening. "Hey, Austin," She greeted him. "This is Ally - she just moved here form New York, and she's starting Marino High on Monday."

Austin held his hand out for me to shake and I nearly died.

"I'm Austin." He said, smiling a little, and I just wanted to mount him.

I smiled, trying not to freak out. "I'm Ally." I said, then felt stupid because Trish had already told him that.

Ohmygah, his face, his voice, his everything. Perfect. Just perfect.

AustinsPOV

"Candy's told me a lot about you."I told Ally. Ever since Trish had introduced us about an hour ago, we'd been talking non-stop.

When I first met her, I had just been speechless.

I had been glad that Trish had started speaking, because I couldn't think of anything to say.

Ally was beautiful. Absolutely stunning. Her dark brown hair was framing her face, that had big, doe eyes and very long lashes. Her lips were full ands curved into a small, inviting smile.

I felt my eyes trailing down, past her neck, and I stopped myself when I realized that it was my turn to speak. "I'm Austin," I said, extending my hand for her to shake.

Her hand was soft, and warm. I saw her smile coyly then, and tell me that her name was Ally.

Back in the present moment, we were in a small group, Ally, Dez, Trish and I.

"So, I think we should all get to know Ally." Trish announced, smiling like it was the best idea she had ever come up with.

"Sure," Dez said, then fixed Ally with an intense stare. "Do you have any piercings?"

I thought this was kind of a weird question, but Ally just laughed and shrugged.

"I have six,"

Six? Where would they even be?

"Where?" I blurted out loud before I could stop myself. Ally winked at me, making me blush sort of, and then she and Trish both laughed.

"No where too dirty. Two on each ear, one in my bellybutton, and one on my eyebrow."

"Show me?" Trish suggested, and Ally surprised me by lifting her dress until it was above her navel.

Her panties were white, and plain, and cotton, and they reminded me of innocence, which made me smile a little, because Ally was not what I would call innocent. There was a little dark blue jewel in her belly button, but I found myself staring at her legs, and imagining them wrapped around my waist while I-

"You like it?" Ally asked me, pulling her dress back down, and causing me to jerk my head upwards again so I was looking at her face.

"Yeah," I managed to say, feeling like a terrible person. I couldn't even look at her legs without thinking about her that way.

"So you're starting Marino High?" Dez asked Ally.

"Yeah, I am." Ally said, smiling and raising the beer bottle she was holding to her lips.

"You'll need a ride, right?" Trish asked her. Ally nodded.

"I will," Then she looked at me. "Do you have a car?"

I nodded. "I do. I could pick you up at half-seven?" I suggested, feeling more excited than I maybe should. Ally probably just wanted to be friends.

"Sounds good," She said, grinning, and I couldn't help but smile back. She was just so cute.

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