A/N Wow! This was a really long chapter for me. I hope you guys like it! I'll have a cover for the story up by tomorrow. There's some Auslly, just like I promised. :)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Austin&Ally nor am I associated with it in any way. All characters belong to Disney, however, I created Ian. All I did was twist the story line. I also don't own the song "Never Say Never" by The Fray, nor am I associated with The Fray.

"Ally, you look awesome!" Trish tells me. I was wearing short shorts with a floral tank top, and we were about to leave for the party. "Thanks, Trish." I say with a grin as I get a good look at myself in the mirror. Trish looked stunning as always, wearing a cheetah print shirt with pink pants.

I had made it through my first week of school successfully. I was so glad I had decided to attend public school, it was so great. I was eager for the future. I was thinking that after I graduate I may want to go to a music school, like the one in New York.

Surprisingly, my favorite class is Advanced Physical Science. It's kind of hard, but Austin has helped me out a little. He hums or taps his feet pretty much all the time. It's entertaining.

It was 7:30. "We need to leave, Trish." I remind her. She nods and grabs her car keys off of my dresser. "It takes about 30 minutes to get there, so we'll be right on time."

After 30 minutes of Trish and I singing in the car, almost running a stop sign, and going over the speed limit at least two times, Trish and I finally arrived.

Austin was right about this place being sort of hidden. A fire shown over the bank from where Trish's car and a ton of other cars were parked. The nearest city lights were about three miles down the beach in either direction. The ocean lapped at the sandy shore below where the bonfire was set. When I got out of the car I could see a little more clerly down the bank, and there were a ton of people. They were either sitting around the bonfire or drinking or talking. I could even hear an accoustic guitar being strummed.

"Come on, Ally!" Trish called, and I realized she was making her way down the bank. I hurried after her, nearly tripping along the way. When we finally reached the bottom of the bank, I spotted Austin and Dez and someone else with them. It turns out that Austin was the one with the guitar. He saw us and waved, then set down his guitar and made his way towards us with the guy I didn't recognize. Dez was too busy laughing about something.

Austin reached us and hugged Trish. "Glad you guys could make it!" He said, then he grinned at me. "Ally, this is my brother Ian."

I remembered Austin mentioning Ian. He resembled Austin, but his hair was a more natural, dirtier blonde color. He also had really blue eyes, while Austin's were brown. Ian shook my hand. "I'm glad I finally get to meet you," he says, "Trish says you're a really fun person."

I blush. "Not really," I admit. Trish giggles. Austin grins. "Come on, guys." He tells us. We follow him, and Trish goes to sit with some girl I saw her talking to one time. I don't really know where to go, so I just follow Austin. He heads for a small table near the bonfire, where I can see that there are bottles of vodka and red solo cups. "Want some?" He asks me. I shake my head, and reach for a bottle of water instead. He nods. "I don't ever drink at my own parties. Ian does, though, and Dez." He points to the ginger boy, sitting near the fire, still laughing, hunched over and gripping his stomach. Now I could recognize that he was drunk.

I can hear Austin laughing at him. "He's one of those stupid drunks. Ian is one of those guys that you can't really tell he's drunk until he's plastered." Now I see Ian, with a red solo cup in his hand, sitting next to two blondes, grinning. "Is he drunk right now?" I ask, and Austin nods. "Definitely."

I examine the crowd. Mostly girls, a lot of them tipsy. There were quite a few guys here too, though. I saw one couple making out in the sand further off.

"Can you swim?" Austin asks me, breaking the silence. I nod slowly. "Why?" I ask. He grins. "Let's go, then." He says. I'm kind of taken aback. "Now?" I ask, looking behind him to the water. "Yeah, why not?" He asks, leaning against the table. I just shrug. Suddenly, he grabs my hand and pulls me, beginning to run. "Hey!" I laugh, and I drop my water bottle somewhere in the sand.

When we reach the edge of the ocean, he pulls off his tee shirt and jumps in without hesitation. He soon appears at the surface of the water and shakes out his hair. "Come on, pansy!" He calls. I giggle, and stand there with my arms crossed. "Or what?" I call. Suddenly he swims towards me and climbs out of the water, and grabs my arms. "Or this," he says, and throws me in.

I can't help but laugh at his playful manner when I come to the surface, even though my hair is ruined and I'm now going to be soaked. He laughs, too. "Glad you came to the party," he says, "this is the real high school experience right here. Going out and having fun. Staying young and wild." He sighs happily, and floats on his back.

"I can't believe that I was missing all this the whole time," I whisper, "I wish I would have attended public school earlier."

He shrugs. "At least you're getting the experience now." He points out. "Hey, are we still gonna write a song?" He asks me. I give him a 'well duh' look, and he snorts in laughter. "Okay, then. When?"

"How about tomorrow?" I ask him. Tonight was friday, so I would have plenty of free time tomorrow since I still wasn't working at Sonic Boom yet. He nods, and says, "That will work."

We get out of the water and sit by the waves to dry off while having a conversation. Suddenly, he shushes me. I stare at him confused. And then, I hear it.

The blaring of a police car siren.

His eyes get huge, and he hops us really fast and begins running towards the fire. I follow him as fast as I can. He grabs his guitar and begins yelling to his friends as the blue lights begin to appear over the bank. "Everybody run! Cops!" He calls, and it's amazing how fast everyone hops up and begin darting down the beach. I lose sight of Trish in the frenzy.

"Trish!" I call, beginning to panic, but Austin grabs my arm. "Forget her, come on!" He snaps, and I obey and follow him as the cops make their way down the bank.

"Where do we go?" I gasp as we're running.

"We have shortcuts along the beach that circle back around to the parking lot, but since you're new here you don't know where they are." That's the only explanation he offers me, so I just keep running with him and a few other kids around us.

"Freeze!" I can hear the cops yell, and suddenly Austin darts up the bank, and I follow. "HURRY!" He calls, and I run even faster. We're with the cars now, with the cops still down on the beach. He begins running towards a yellow mustang, and tells me to get in the passenger seat. Then he gets in the driver's seat, puts his guitar in the back, takes a quick look down the bank, and begins to screech away. All the other cars around us are also trying to escape, and it's a slow process. Austin honks the car horn like mad.

"Come on, Ian, damn it!" He murmurs, panting, still out of breath. "Is he in front of us?" I pant, and he nods. "Yeah, him and Dez are in the truck." The truck in front of us was jacked up high and black. "I thought they were both drunk?" I point out, suddenly worried. Austin nods. "Yeah, but Ian has been drunk when driving so much he's like, used to it. He's fine, trust me."

Finally, the truck moves out of the way and down the road, and Austin quickly follows, just as the cops catch on and make their way back up the bank. We were the last ones in the parking area. We had escaped, and not a single person had been caught.

A large grin crosses Austin's face, and he laughs. "Wow. Okay, that was crazy close." I grin madly. "That was... Fun? I think?" I laugh, and he laughs even harder.

My phone lights up and it's Trish, making sure I hadn't been caught. I tell her I hadn't and that I was with Austin. He tells me to tell her he'll take me home, and then we hang up.

"That was quite a first experience, huh?" He asks me, and I nod. I put my hair up into a messy bun. "Have the cops ever came before?" I ask, and he nods. "Once," he admits, "but no one was arrested that time either."

"We definitely got lucky." I comment, and he just nods.

When we get to my house, I open the car door and step out. "Thanks, Austin." I say with a smile. "It was fun."

He smiles at me and says, "I'll see you tomorrow." Before I close the car door, I think I see him wink at me.

A/N Don't forget to review, favorite, and follow! Like I said in my last chapter, I'll be putting up the next few chapters pretty fast. Eventually it will take me a longer time, but for now it will be quick. :) So, I'll either have Chapter 4 up late tonight or tomorrow sometime. Thanks!