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Ally was standing at the counter of Sonic Boom with Austin and Dez. They were just talking, until Trish came.
"Hey, guess who got a job hanging flyers around the mall," she chirped.
"What flyers?" Ally asked.
"Flyers for this year's Miss Miami Beauty Pageant," she answered.
"Beauty Pageant!?" Dez and Austin asked.
"Yeah, you dopes," Trish replied.
"Can we go?" Austin asked, like a little kid in a candy store.
"Actually, you'll have to. I booked Austin Moon as the celebrity judge," Trish told him.
"Way to go, Trish! Who are the other judges?" Austin questioned.
"Um, I heard Dallas and they're looking for a third," she informed.
"I'll do it!" Dez called.
"Okay, I'll call the people in charge," she announced, and walked out.
"You two are such guys," Ally commented, giggling.
"So, Ally, are you going to do the pageant?" Austin asked, raising an eye brow.
"No way!" she answered.
"Why? You got over your stage fright," he pointed out.
"Because I don't do pageants," she said.
"But you could show Dallas how pretty you look in a dress, and show him you can sing!" he tried to convince.
"Maybe," Ally contemplated.
"Come on, you'll be a shoe-in. Dallas already thinks your cute and Dez and I are the other judges," he added.
"Isn't that cheating?" she asked.
"Not really," Dez shrugged.
"So, will you do it?" Austin pressed.
"Ugh, fine," Ally rolled her eyes.
*Later that day* -In the practice room-
Ally was playing 'Double Take' on the piano. Austin walked in and sat down next to her.
"Hey, Alls, you ready to write a song?" he smiled.
"Yeah," she sighed.
"What's up?" he asked, noticing she wasn't the normal 'perky Ally'.
"I'm just nervous about the pageant. Like what if I trip, or if I mess up the song, or-" Austin cut her off, putting his finger to
her lips.
"You'll do fine, Ally. You're an amazing singer, and just walk like you'd walk to me, Trish, or Dez. Got it?" he commeted.
"Okay," she giggled. They sat for two hours working on a song.
*Day of the Pageant*
"Hello everyone, I'm Trish Del Rosa, and I'm the Miss Miami Beauty Pageant host. Our three judges will be testing girls
based on: their answers to questions and, odviously, their beauty. There will be three finalists. They'll have to do some
sort of talent, and at the end the judges will pick a winner. Our judges are Dez Worthy, Dallas Calahari, and our celebrity
judge, Austin Moon. Now let's meet our lovely ladies," Trish announces. She says a few names. "Kiria Star," A few names
later: "Cassidy Niomi," Finally: "And lastly, Ally Dawson,"
Cassidy has on a theigh length, black, strapless dress, with a silver jem in the middle of her chest. Her shoes are plain black
heels. She has on light black eye-shadow, and bright red lip-stick. Her dirty-blond hair is curled.
Kiria is wearing an ancle-length, yellow, dress. The straps tie around her neck, and from the waist up to the tie is lined with
silver sparkles. She had on yellow eye-shadow, and bright red lip-stick. Her shoes were yellow wedges. Her hair was curled
and pulled over one shoulder.
Ally is wearing a green dress that comes down just below her knees. The straps just cover her soulder. She has on a skinny
brown belt and white flats to complement the color of her dress. Her hair was strait. She had on a little bit of green
eye-shadow, and light pink lip-gloss. All three looked absolutly amazing.
Austin doesn't know what hit him, but his jaw hit the floor when he saw Ally.
*Cassidy's Question*
"So, Caddisy, if you had $1 million, what would you do with it?" Trish asked her.
"I'd use $500,000 for my parents to pay off the house. I'd give $250,000 to the animal shelter. The rest, I'd use for
shopping," she answered. The judges wrote her a score.
*Kiria's Question*
"Kiria, if you could meet one famous person in hostory, who would it be and why?" Trish questioned.
"I'd want to meet Betsy Ross, because I want to ask her, why red, white, and blue?" Kiria replied.
*Ally's Question*
"Miss Ally, if you could choose where America would donate $1 million to, where would it be?" Trish pressed.
"It'd be somewhere like Africa or Haiti. Because they have little recources or food, like we do," Ally said.
*The rest of the people*
"Okay, our judges have reached a dicision. Our three finalists are: Kiria Star, Cassidy Niomi, and... Ally Dawson," Trish
announced, enthusiasticly. "After our ten minute break, our girls will perform their talents," she added.
*With the judges*
"Who's your favorite finalist?" Dez asked.
"Mines Kiria," Dallas responded, dreamily.
"Really, I like Cassidy," Dez countered.
"Austin, who's your favorite?" Dallas questioned.
"Oh, Ally," Austin, quickly, answered, blushing.
"Oh, you like her don't you?" Dallas assumed.
"Maybe," he defended.
"That's why you wanted her to do the pageant," Dez pointed out.
"So?" Austin said, hoping for the break to be over.
"Nothing," Dallas smirked.
*After break*
*Cassidy's Performance*
The music started playing. She started dancing to Alicia Keys's 'Girl on Fire'
Kiria's Performance*
"Um, I'm sorry. I didn't have anything prepared," she apologized. She was disqualified.
*Ally's Performance*
"Hi, I'm going to sing 'Skyscraper' by Demi Lavato," she introduced. The music played, and she started singing:
'Skies are crying, I am watching, catching tear drops in my hands. Only silence has it's ending, like we never had a chance. Do
you have to make me feel like there's nothing left of me?
You can take everything I have, you can break everything I am. Like I'm made of glass, like I'm made of paper. Go on and try
to tear me down, I will be rising from the ground. Like a skyscraper. Like a skyscraper.
As the smoke clears, I awaken and untangle you from me. Would it make you feel better to watch me while I bleed? All my
windows still are broken, but I'm standing on my feet.
You can take everything I have, you can break everything I am. Like I'm made of glass, like I'm made of paper. Go on and try
to tear me down. I will be rising from the ground. Like a skyscraper. Like a skyscraper.
Go run, run, run. I'm gonna' stay right here, watch you disappear, yeah. Go run, run, run, yeah it's a long way down. But I am
closer to the clouds up here.
You can take everything I have, you can break every thing I am. Like I'm made of glass, oh like I'm made of paper, oh woah.
Go on and try to tear me down.' At this part everyone's mouths hung open.
Everyone clapped.
*Results*
"Okay, the results are in. Your new Miss Miami Beauty Pageant winner is... ALLY DAWSON!" she yelled. Ally got crowned.
Austin ran over to congradualte her.
"See, I told you, you had nothing to worry about," he teased.
"I know," she replied, as she hugged him. After they pulled back from the hug, he kissed her. It turned out to be Ally's lucky
day.
Sorry, this majorly sucked! :p From the last 'I will be rising from the ground' the italic stopped working so, thought I'd let you know. Hope you at least kinda' liked this one. Sorry it's the best I got right now :)
