Chapter 2:
Austin walked into Sonic Boom, looking completely different. He had donned a brown wig and preppier clothes, doing his best Dallas impression. Ally looked up from writing in her songbook and broke her pencil in shock.
"Austin? Is that you?" she gasped.
"You had to do a double-take, didn't you, Als?" he grinned.
Ally groaned and rolled her eyes. "You are so lame. But I have to admit, you do a good Dallas impression."
"So, are you nervous talking to me? Looking like Dallas?" he asked, hopefully.
"Well, no, because I know you're Austin. And… you look kind of ridiculous," she smiled.
"Oh. Let me try something else," he said, turning his back to her. When he turned around, he was not only dressed as Dallas, but mimicking his voice and mannerisms. "Hey, girl, are you ready for our hot date?"
Ally snickered. "Yeah… Dallas would never say that."
"No? Okay… Hey, Ally, how's it going?" Austin tried again.
"Great, how're you doing? You look great. I mean, not that you don't always look great, it's just that you look really great, and, oh, my gosh, it's working," Ally buried her face in her hands.
"Good," he chuckled. "Now, Ally, I want you to just calm down, take a deep breath and think before you speak. I want you to count to three as you breathe in, and count to six when you breathe out. Let's try it again. Hey, Ally, how's it going?"
She did what he said, and took a deep breath, and exhaled. She smiled. "I'm doing great. How're you doing?"
"I'm doing great too. You ready for that date?" he smiled back, offering her his arm.
"I sure am!" Ally beamed, taking his arm and suddenly feeling much better.