AUSTIN'S POV
"Alright, so the first thing you have to do to approach a girl, is to wave calmly...like this." Trish waved at Dez. We we're outside the theatre, I was sitting down, waiting for a text from Ally, while Trish was helping my friend out for his blind date.
Dez smiled and accidentally slapped her.
"Okay, you know what! Austin, he's useless." she crossed her arms.
I was about to respond, when Ally texted me saying she needed help.
"Hold that thought." I ran inside the theatre and catched Ally, running out of the room.
"Whats wrong?" I stopped her as she breath heavily.
"I can't do this." she covered her mouth.
"What? Why? What's going on?"
"He kissed me!" she sobbed. For a strange reason, I got the urge to go inside the room and make a scene; but instead, I padded her back and pulled out a wig that I knew I was going to use later today.
"What is that?" she uncovered her mouth for a bit, only to gasp.
"Relax, not only is this date over, but so is he." I put on the wig, wrongly I guess, since Ally decided to help me fix it.
"Second seat to the left." she instructed, "Thanks Austin." she smiled, and I went inside the room.
ALLY'S POV .
I went inside the girl's bathroom to gargle with hot water, suddenly, Trish came inside, sobbing.
"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" I never seen her cry before.
"I'm fine, I just got something in my eye..."
"That's the lamest excuse ever, did someone do something to you?"
"NO!" she grabbed a paper towel. "It's not that."
"Then what is it?"
"I told you, it was nothing. Aren't you supposed to be on your date?"
"Austin took care of it. Not sure if his plan will go well."
"Why?" she sniffed.
"He was wearing a wig."
She gave me a weird look and I nodded.
"Guys! I need help!" Dez came inside. As soon as an old lady finished washing her hands, she went and slapped him, then ran outside.
"Dez, this is the girls bathroom!" I exclaimed.
"Who cares? My date is here! I can't go!"
"Just go over and say hi." Trish crossed her arms.
"I cant, please, you guys gotta help me." he begged.
"Fine. Just go hide somewhere else!" I walked outside to look for this mystery girl.
What I saw kind of shocked me, this girl was gorgeous, black straight hair, glowing green eyes, and an amazing taste on fashion. She looked lost.
"Her name is Linda." Dez pointed.
"She's horrible." Trish went inside the bathroom.
AUSTIN'S POV .
"There you are, Ally!" Bill pulled me next to him. I cleared my throat.
"Uh, yeah, here I am!" I tried impersonating Ally's girly voice.
"What took you so long?"
"Oh, you know...girl stuff, hehe." I pulled out a bottle of pepper spray I stole from my mom this morning. I wondered if that thing actually works.
"Well, the movie is almost ending, wanna make out until everyone's gone?" he offered.
"No no no...thats bad." I tried really hard not to barf.
"Shhh!" some guys in the back hushed us.
"C'mon, Ally..." he leaned over and I quickly tried spraying him, problem was, the bottle was facing the other way and I sprayed myself.
"MY EYES!" I screamed, standing up.
I got the feeling the lights went on, and Bill pulled out my wig. "Austin?"
"What? Austin? No, it's Ally!" I tried running away. "I have to go, take care!"
"Austin, whats wrong with you?" he chased me.
"Move!" I warned whoever was in front of me, I couldnt see anything, and my eyes were burning like heck.
ALLY'S POV .
"Excuse me, are you Linda?" I came up to Dez' incredibly pretty friend.
"Oh, call me Holly." she insisted.
"Holly." I nodded. "Are you looking for Dez?"
"Why, yes, do you know where he is?" she looked worried.
I took a peek at the girl's bathroom and saw Dez telling me to shut up.
"He couldn't make it, he got a terrible cold, and, and couldn't come. He said he was sorry." I couldn't believe I lied.
"Oh...that's fine." she looked down.
"MOVE!" a familiar voice yelled, and as soon as I turned around, Austin tripped and fell on top of me.
"You're dead!" Bill pulled him and threw a fist. Austin quickly blocked it and pushed him away to help me stand up.
"What's going on?" Holly gasped.
"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I have no idea!" I laughed awkwardly.
"This isn't over, Moon." Bill warned, and left.
Security came over and guided us to go outside.
"I'm sorry, I tried my best." Austin pleaded.
"Oh gosh, you're Austin Moon!" Holly smiled.
"Yeah, I am. Always nice to meet a fan."
"Oh, I'm not a fan. I was just smiling because my partner and I read about your small fame in Malibu all the time!"
"Excuse me?" Austin smirked.
"I'll have you know, Austin is more famous than whoever your client is!" Trish came out, pulling Dez with her.
"Dez?" Holly crossed her arms.
"I'm sorry, I was too nervous to say hi. Hi." he closed his eyes.
"What's going on?" Austin asked me, I shrugged.
"I'll tell you what's going on. My name is Holly Dayson. I'm Dustin Star's songwriter." Holly introduced herself. "I had no idea Dez worked with you guys, so I'm afraid to say I can't date you anymore, Dez." she smiled, as if nothing happened. "Nice to meet you all, and Austin, if I we're you. I'd give up. You're good...but I mean, you're not as great as Dustin." she left all of us jaw-dropped.
"I told you she was horrible." Trish shrugged.
"There goes my chance of having a girlfriend." Dez sighed.
"Austin, don't listen to her." I tried cheering him up.
"I'll be right back." he chased her.
AUSTIN'S POV.
"Not good enough, huh?" I asked her as soon as she stopped walking and turned around.
"I'm not trying to be mean. I'm just honest." she winked.
"Well, I just don't know why you're trying to run over me. What did I ever do to you? Theres enough fans for both of us. I'm not looking to pick a fight."
"Aren't you a sweetheart?" she crossed her arms and got closer."This is Hollywood we're talking about. One of you guys has to be on top, and I'm afraid that, I am very competitive when it comes to this."
"I can get competitive too."
"Why don't you prove it? In a week from now, there's going to be a concert for charity in San Diego, since I'm nice, I'll pay your trip for you and your...friends. Perform at that concert and we'll see who's better."
"You're on."
"Can't wait to see you, then." she gave me a flirty, yet evil, smile.
I gulped. Why did I agree to this?
