Hi again! Here is the first chapter! Anyways, I'm not quite sure how often I'll be updating. Whenever I feel like it probably, but I'm promising it will be at least once or twice a week, maybe even every day! I'm not quite sure yet, so make sure to keep an eye out for it. Well, now we go on with the story, so remember to review once you're done! Also, not everything will be in Ally's POV. Lots of it will also be in Amelie and Austin's POV's. BTW, I know I said there will be Trez. That'll come later. Anyways, I don't own Austin and Ally or any real life brands I may mention. There is a tiny mention of another show in here. See if you can catch it.
Ally's POV
Amelie came down the stairs in a hurry. I could tell she was excited; it was her first day of middle school.
"Oh mom, I'm so excited! I'm getting a locker!"
My little girl.
"Who wouldn't be excited?" This was me speaking. "So what's your first class?"
Amelie walked over to her backpack and pulled out her schedule.
"Um, history."
"With Mr. Matthews?"
"Yup."
So let me tell you how I was living now: I lived in a two bedroom house in Malibu with Amelie. Lucky for me, Ronnie Ramone has a studio here in California, so I'm a songwriter for all of the people that record there. Although Ronnie asked me if I wanted to do it, I decided not to stay as a singer to keep my name on the down low. I still love Austin; we never technically broke up. I still wear my wedding ring, Amelie's last name is Moon, as is mine. Nothing was ever his fault. I want to see him again.
Amelie doesn't know who her father is. I think he's her celebrity crush.
Awkward.
Amelie's POV
I was walking home from school with Brennan, one of the girls in my group. She was never really my best friend, we just hang out a lot because were neighbors.
She started talking.
"My mom's taking me to see my dad tomorrow."
"Cool." I said. Brennan's parents divorced a few years ago.
"So," she continued, "Are you going to see your dad anytime soon?"
I looked at her blanky. "What do you mean?"
She made a worried face. "Oh, sorry. I just never saw your dad, so I just figured your parents were divorced."
I never really thought about that. I just figured that my dad must have died while my mom was pregnant.
"I never met my dad before," I said, "But I know for a fact that my mom's real last name isn't Moon."
"Well, then maybe you're adopted."
"No, I'm not."
"Just look at you." Brennan said, "Your hair is the lightest of blondes."
There was no denying that.
When I got home that day there was a note from my mom saying that she was coming home late. This was the perfect time.
I ran over to Brennan's house and knocked.
"Hey, wanna come over?"
"What for?"
"I need you to help me find some...father evidence."
She smiled and got her shoes.
The first thing we did when we got to my house was head to the computer.
Brennan typed. People with the last name Moon.
An entire search engine popped up. We browsed through. Most of the people were Korean.
"I'm sorry Amelie," Brennan said, "but none of these people could be your dad."
Then Brennan started making this whole thing a little fun. She clicked on Famous Moons.
"My dad's not famous, Brennan."
"Who knows?"
Only one person appeared. Austin Moon.
"Hey," Brennan said, "He could be your dad."
I sighed at Brennan's weirdness.
We went up to my mom's room to look for more evidence. As I was heading to the photo album, I accidentally knocked down a pillow from her bed.
You won't believe what was under it.
A picture, my mom in a wedding dress, kissing a man in a tuxedo that looked exactly like Austin Moon. The man, not the tuxedo.
I turned it around, and on the back in handwriting, it said a line from one of Austin's songs.
There's no way I could make it without you.