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Last time…
"Why do girls take so long to get ready?" Austin asked, particularly not to anyone, after waiting 5 minutes. I shrugged.
"Dunno. Maybe it's because boys are so stereotypical about girls that we actually want to look good so we don't get judged just based on how big our boobs or butts are." I said, jokingly. He chuckled. I finished curling my hair and grabbed my small purse and walked out of the bathroom, turning off the light in the process.
We both walked out of the door and I locked my room. I turned to him, and realized he was staring at me.
"What?" I asked him. My eyes grew wide. "Did my make up smear? Do I have something on my face? My teeth?"
He just smiled and put his hand on my cheek. "No, you look perfect."
"R-Really?" I felt the blush creeping up my cheeks.
"Yeah," He looked straight into my eyes. "Vous avez de très beaux yeux."
"Really?" I questioned him playfully. "You're speaking to me in French, expecting me to understand you?" He smiled and shrugged.
"It means-" He began.
"Yo! Ally are you done in there?" We heard Vee's voice through the door. Austin removed his hand from my cheek.
"Yeah, we'll be out in a sec." He hollered back.
"Austin? What are you doing in there?" Libby asked. I looked down and bit my lip.
"We were," He paused. "thinking of where to go. We were just thinking of places to go."
"Okay, but seriously! Hurry up, if we want to get back for curfew! Charlie's gonna be up our asses if we get back in the building late." Trish demanded.
"Hey, do you know where I can get a swimsuit for my turtle?" Typical Dez. After he had said that, there was a loud smack and a girlish yelp. I giggled and rolled my eyes. Austin then took my hand and we walked to the door. Once I opened the door, Libby pulled me out.
"About time!" Vee smirked. Austin followed me out the door and I turned to lock it. "So where to?"
~Oh! Paris~
"Well that was fun!" I smiled as we came back into the dorms. I hopped off of Austin's back. My heel broke when we had 5 blocks left, so he offered.
"See, told you! You were missing all the fun," Libby said. I sighed happily.
"Yeah, all alone. With nothing to do, probably hating yourself for being sent here by yourself-OW!" Dez yelled. Again, Trish had whacked his skull.
"Shut up, doofus! You'll make her feel bad!" Trish hissed. Dez shot me an apologetic smile while rubbing his head from the blow.
"No, it's fine. I know I spend a lot of time to myself. It gives be time to think," I explained. "And it gets my creative juices flowing and I write a song more easily." I pulled out my songbook from my bag and quickly flipped the pages.
"Mind if we take a look at a song?" Austin asked, reaching for my songbook. I responded by yanking it away and they all stared at me.
"Never. Touch. My. Book." I warned. He held his hands up in surrender.
"Okay, okay." He chuckled. "Off limits. I get it."
"Thanks." I muttered back. We stood around in silence for a little bit. "So, uh, I'm gonna head in guys. You know, call it a day."
"But," Vee interjected. "It's only 7:30. On a Saturday."
"I-I know," I stuttered. "But I need to email my friend back in Miami."
"Alright," They all sighed. I smiled sadly.
"Yeah, and I'm meeting up with Cassidy at around 8. See you guys later." Austin informed us. We all headed our separate ways. Trish, Vee and Libby were going to check out a new chocolate shop that opened down the street and Dez was going to do whatever he was doing. I pressed the elevator button and started the wait for the doors to open. When it did, I got inside and pressed my floor. Right as the metal doors were going to close, a hand comes in between them and pulled them open. It was Austin.
"Oh hey," I smiled at him. He scooted in after hitting his floor number.
"Hey," He replied. "So did you have fun tonight?"
"Definitely, I haven't had that much fun in a while." I admitted. He smiled.
"That's great!" The rest of the way up was in silence. I couldn't really tell if it was a comfortable silence, or an awkward one. When it was my floor, I slowly walked out of the elevator. I turned back to Austin and his eyes locked with mine.
"See you later?" I said, hopefully. Austin nodded and waved. I gave him a little wave back.
"Definitely." He called out just as the doors slid closed. I strolled into my room, put on a change of clothes and logged on to the computer.
'One New Message!' popped up. Dani. I clicked 'open'.
To: Ally; Ally_Gator_Dawson
From: Dani; Dani_Loves_You
Subject: Totes Ridic!
Guess who got the lead in the musical? That's right! This girl! *happy dance* okay, so anyways, I was hanging out with Casey, Taylor, Dallas and Liam the other day and as usual, Taylor was bragging on and on about how romantic her new boyfriend is. I mean, sure the guy is cute, but we don't need every single detail of what you two do together. Oh! But this you might be interested in. Dallas asked about you! Yeah, I know. I can practically hear you screaming your cheeks off from here. He said that he couldn't wait to see you when you come home for break! Trust me the dude's head over heels for you! The question is, are you still? Meaning, have you eaten off a guy's face yet? I know you love me ;)
You need to come home ASAP! Burt is annoying the crap out of me!
~DanI~
P.S. this is the second email I've sent! respond to me you jerk! (;
I smiled and laughed while reading that. Wow. Dallas asked about me? He said he couldn't wait to see me.
To: Dani; Dani_Loves_You
From: Ally; Ally_Gator_Dawson
Subject: RE: Totes Ridic!
Really? God, I don't think that Taylor will ever stop. -_- but whatever. And Dallas asked about me? Aww! I'll have you know, I do still like him! I'm not sure if I exactly LOVE him, I haven't really gotten to hang out with him before we started talking… Tell him I can't wait to see him too
Again with the French boy thing! I have NOT done that! And don't plan on it! But there is this one guy…but he has a girlfriend. Not like I would go after him anyways…
School's not bad. But you know, being the nerd that I am, school's hardly ever bad. Except for that one time (NEVER SPEAK OF IT IN PUBLIC) French on the other hand… Let's just say that it's not my strongest subject.
Gtg Dani! Love you lots!
xx
-Ally
P.S. There! I responded, ya happy?
I finished and clicked 'send'. I gazed over at the clock 8:30. It's only been an hour? Wow. I jump into my bed and searched my bag for my book. Just then there was a knock on the door.
"Ally? You in there?" A voice echoed through the wood. SHIT! It's Austin!
"Y-Yeah, just a second!" I scrambled to get my 'The Script' hoodie and pulled it over my head. The shirt I was wearing was fine…but I had no bra on. I opened the door and covered my chest with my arms. "H-Hey. What's up?" I asked, trying to be casual.
"Nice sweatshirt." He commented, looking at my hoodie. Austin stood there for a second. "Can I come in?"
I looked like a total idiot. "Y-yeah, sure." I allowed him to pass through and he looked me up and down in the process.
"Nice pickle pajamas," He said. I looked down and gasped.
"Well if I had known you were going to knock on my door, I would've not worn this!" I sarcastically shot back.
"Hey, I think it's cute." He laughed. I gave him a fake smile and rolled my eyes. Wait, did he just- "I'm not really getting the reference." He lifted up a little alligator statuette I had on my dresser.
"It's a nickname."
"How?" Austin shook his head.
"Ally. Alligator. My dad called me Ally-Gator all the time when I was a kid. I guess it kinda stuck." I explained. "But now, it kinda annoys me." He nodded.
"So, what would you do if I started calling you Ally-Gator?" He asked, nudging me.
"I would punch you in the face." I replied in a serious tone. He looked at me in shock. I took the alligator from him and set it back down.
"Sorry." He said.
"For what?" I answered.
"You're trying to keep your room clean and I'm just messing it up." Austin looked around my room.
"Nah, it's fine. You can touch anything that's mine." Already regretting what I said, I turned away from him, blushing furiously. "I-I mean, uh-I, not like-"
"It's alright, Ally" He reassured me laughing. "I know what you meant. Is that Dallas, your boyfriend?" Austin for some reason had a bit of attitude when he said 'boyfriend'. He was pointing to the picture I had at Six Flags.
"Yeah, kind of. I guess-I don't really know. I left before anything…."I trailed off. "Before anything really happened." I finished. But Austin just stayed silent. "So, uh, why'd your parents send you here? I mean, not that it's a bad thing."
"My parents are divorced. (A/N: I know that Mike and Mimi aren't divorced, but lets just pretend here) My mom lives in California and my dad still lives in our old house in Miami. During the summer I live with my mom and for the school year, I fly over to Miami with my dad." He told me. Austin fell backward, so now he was laying down on my bed.
"Wow, sounds complicated." I confessed. He sighed.
"You get used to it."
I merely nod and there was a quick pause, before he sat upright again. "Okay since you seem to be a loner at 8:45 on a Saturday in Paris, We're going out."
"What? Like right now?" I said rapidly. Austin nodded and stood up. "But what about Cassidy? Didn't you say you had plans?"
"It got rescheduled." He said and shrugged. I didn't dare to continue the subject.
"But, I'm not really dressed for it." I looked over at what I am currently wearing.
"So? You look fine! Remember what I had said earlier?"
"But half of what you said was in French." I sarcastically deadpanned. Next thing I knew, my 'Music Is Poetry With Passion' pillow came flying to my head. I made an 'o' with my mouth and quickly whipped it back at him. Unfortunately for me, I have poor aim.
"You're terrible at aiming." Austin laughed. I grabbed another pillow and slammed it against his stomach. He flinched in pain.
"How's my aiming now?" I taunted. He fell over again on my bed, but grabbed my arm in time to bring me down with him. I squealed and plopped onto the mattress. Both of us started laughing really hard and then Austin hit me with another pillow. I failed to block it, but I swiped it away from him the next swing he took and threw it across the room. He did the same with the other pillow I had in my other hand. I tried to reach it, but I felt someone drag my legs, pulling me away from the pillow. Then he hopped over me to grab it, but I flipped him off of me.
"Okay, okay, I surrender." He waved an imaginary white flag. He was breathing in heavily as was I. He was laying down right next to me on his back while I was on my stomach. "Here's the-" He panted. "The plan." He shifted , so now he was facing me. His hazel eyes were sparkling. Ugh, I don't want to feel like this!
"Okay," I said hesitantly. I get up and brush my hair before tying it into a ponytail.
"Get rid of your pickle pajamas," He ordered.
"I thought you said that they were cute?" I reminded him. Austin rolled his eyes.
"Put some pants on and I'm going to show you the real Paris. What it's really like." He beamed.
"That's it?" I asked, rather disappointed but excited.
"Yup," he made a popping noise with the 'p'. "Every detail." Austin tried to throw another pillow at me, but I moved just in time. It hit my laptop and I glared at him. He sent back an apologetic smile. Then, my phone rings. I guessed it was my mom or dad. But I was so wrong.
Dallas.
I let it ring for a couple more times before actually picking up. "H-Hey, Dallas!"
"Oh! Fantastic! You haven't forgotten about me yet!" He chuckled from the other side of the line. I laughed.
"It's only been 2 weeks." I reminded him.
"Yeah, 2 weeks too many!"
I looked over at Austin, who was again sitting down on my bed. I cocked my head, gesturing to the picture. I mouthed him 'Dallas' and he just nodded. No emotion what so ever.
"So, your sister came by yesterday." Dallas started calling me and Dani sisters since we met him. I get why, I mean, me and her pretty much are. We even look alike and our personalities are very similar. "She said something about being the lead singer."
"Yeah, I told her that she should try out to be your band's lead." I recalled.
"Is she any good?" He asked.
"You tell me. She got the lead in the musical since 3rd grade." I laughed. I could practically hear him smiling.
"Great," I gave him her number and email and he repeated it back to me. I glanced at Austin, who was pretending to tap an imaginary wrist watch. I don't see why he's rushing. It's only nine and that's pretty early for Paris.
"Hey, Dal, I gotta go." I tried not to sound rushed.
"You have plans?" He asked.
"Don't sound too surprised!" I giggled. "My friend's over and he's going to show me around."
Pause. "He?"
"Relax, Dal, he's only a friend." I reassured him.
"Good. You're not going to forget about us-" He stopped. "I mean, all of us here in Miami are you? Leave us for that French dude Dani's been talking about right?"
"Never!" I stated. He laughed.
"Okay, I'm trusting you, Ally. Call me soon?" He requested.
"Yeah, of course." After that, we both hung up.
"Jealous type?" Austin got up and walked over.
"He's not my boyfriend." I reminded him.
"Just saying. Now c'mon." He took my wrist, but I escaped.
"Wait, I gotta change!" I dashed to the bathroom and 5 minutes later, I came out in a different outfit. I had a pinkish-orangeish long sleeved lace shirt, gray skinny jeans (think of her outfit before they left Miami and while they were on the plane to New York in the crossover) and sneakers. I know what your thinking, but based on what happened earlier with my heels, I decided not to take a risk.
~Oh, Paris!~
The lights tonight were killer. I mean they were so amazing. It was as if they were just splattered on by an artist. You could practically hear people clanking wine glasses and gossip.
"So, how long have you been interested in music?" Austin asked, breaking my enchantment.
"Since I was a little girl. I've always had a thing for songwriting." I recalled. "What about you?"
"For me, when I was a kid, I've always wanted to be famous. And after watching performers on New Year's Eve, I've just been so set on becoming a singer." He admitted. "So you like The Script?"
"Yeah," I smiled shyly. "I really like their song, Nothing."
"That's one of my favorites." We walked past a small bistro and I just had realized we are further away from the school. I can't even see it anymore. "Am I better off dead? Am I better of a quitter? They say I'm better off now, than I ever was with her!" He sang.
"Wow, you're really good!" I'm astonished. He shrugged.
"Thanks. I've never really sung in front of people. Usually, I do small gigs in Miami or California, but nothing big."
"Lucky, I can't perform at all." I whined.
"Why not?"
"Stage fright."
"Oh." After 5 minutes of walking, I get tired.
"Are we there yet?" I complained.
"Relax, Alls. We're getting there." He reassured me.
"But like everyone is staring at me now!" I eyed people walking past us.
"So?" He questioned. "I don't see how it's a big deal."
"I look like a total foreigner." He looked at me confused. "I'm wearing sneakers."
"Again, I'm not seeing the big deal." I rolled my eyes.
"Everyone here's dressed all fancy-like. And I'm here in skinny jeans and sneakers. I look totally American." I stepped back and flung my hands out.
"Ally," Austin laughed. "I'm American, too you know. We're both from Miami."
"Yeah, but you've been here for years! You know how to dress." I insisted.
"You're making this more complicated than it needs to be." He grasped my shoulders. "Ally, you look fine! And don't you dare say anything more."
"But-" I tried.
"Nope," He covered my mouth with his hand and we started walking again. We passed by many more things like museums and cathedrals.
"Wait, aren't we going to go in? I thought you were showing me Paris?" I asked.
"Yeah, but they're all closed." Austin kept walking. "Ally, it's only the 2nd week of school, we've got plenty of time." We. He said We. Austin and me. Me and Austin. Just us two.
We came to a bustling street. "Where are we?"
"We're still in the Latin Quarter. Between the rue St. Michel and rue St. Jacques."
"The what?"
"'Rue' means street." He taught me.
"Wait, but we've been walking for-"
"Only about 10 minutes." He finished. Ugh, I really wish I had a car right now.
Austin and I both try to avoid bumping into people by swerving in curves. Austin walked a few feet in front of me. It gave me a chance to check out his back side. Yup, total callipygian. What? Did I really just think that? We stop by an little dock and that's when I see it.
Notre-Dame. (Haha reminds me of the live stream xD)
"Wow. I've seen it in pictures and in the Disney movie-"
"But that one's animated." Austin cut in.
"I know, but still, this one doesn't compare to the others I've seen." I gawked. I saw Austin smile down at me from the corner of my eye. I'm finally brought out of my amazement and Austin led me to a bridge. He said we were walking to the Île de la Cité. Island of the City, the one of the oldest provinces in Paris.
I went over to the edge and looked down. "Oh my God! That guy's going to fall over if he doesn-" I looked back at Austin. He was standing several feel away from the ledge. "Hey, you okay?"
"Y-Yeah. Just be careful." He worried.
"Are you afraid of heights?" I asked and I smiled.
"I'm just considering your personal space." He lied. I could tell.
"Oh okay." I turned back around. "Oh! Oh no!" I pretended to lean too far and acted to wobble.
"Ally! No! Don't do that!" Austin yanked me back to where he was.
"Sorry." I said. He rolled his eyes.
"C'mon. This isn't why I brought you out here. To mess with me." He smirked.
"Then why are we here?" I couldn't even possibly think of any place better than the site of Notre-Dame. It was so massive! The architecture of it was so detailed. The history that single building contained-
"Here." Austin stopped.
"And where exactly is 'here'?" I looked around. It looked as if it was just another regular street, or as Austin pointed out 'rue'.
Austin pointed down to our feet. Where we stood was incredible, it was a giant circle and a golden star was right smack dab in the middle.
"Point Zéro Des Routes De France?" I failed to perfect the pronunciation.
"This, Mademoiselle Dawson, is where everything begins in France. It means 'Point zero of the roads of France'. All the routes that disperse throughout France start here." Austin explained. I looked up at him and he smiled.
"Whoa." It was all I could say.
"Welcome to Paris, Ally. I'm happy that you came."
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