(A/N: Hey guys! I'm back with another update! Please give me some ideas for that song! I'm totally lost! I don't have much to say here, so… here it is :)!)

Austin's P.O.V

Just forget about her Austin… forget about her.

I couldn't, just couldn't. Especially when the curtains rose, and she was there. Standing there. Oh my god, she was…. is….. Ariel!

How did I not see it before! The dress, the hair, the make-up, she was Ariel! I feel so stupid.

That girl… the one that left me thinking of nothing but her, in the beautiful dress, with the amazing eyes, the red hair, the dazzling smile…

That girl (1). Who is she? I have to know.

Wait, if she's Ariel… then her name should be in the pamphlet! I looked at the cast list, Allison M. Dawson. Full names. I hate them, they're too… traditional. Rules were made to break. I'm calling her Ally. Hmmm….. Ally Dawson, Ally M. Dawson, Ally M. Moon…

Shut up Moon, shut up! You will never see her again, not after this. You'll go home and party with Dez, and make out with Ally… NO! Cassidy. I will make out with Cassidy. Just watch the show.

I turned my attention to the stage. Music started to play from the piano in the corner. I studied Ally's face. She looked scared. That's weird. I mean, who would perform if they are scared of performing?

She glanced at the side of the stage, then cringed (2). Then she started darting her eyes back and forth across the audience. That's when it happened.

She looked at me. We locked eyes. I smiled, not on purpose, but I couldn't stop it from coming. Her eyes were perfect. Big and bright, they were like chocolate pools that melted my insides. They were perfect.

I saw her relax. I wouldn't break eye contact even if I could. She is relaxing because I am looking at her. I did a happy dance on the inside.

Then she started to sing. I dropped my mouth open, I couldn't help it. Her voice was like an angel's.

It was even better than mine. I mean, not to sound conceited, but I can sing. But she could better. She gave me goose bumps, chills, and made me smile. I felt like I was eating pancakes, or wearing brand new Nikes, or if I were on a roller-coaster, and I was trying not to throw up (in the good way) (3).

She finished and the audience boomed with applause. Every person in that room stood up and clapped for that girl. That girl that was so amazing, talented, beautiful, fantastic, lovely, special, charming, and unique.

I don't care if I could get any other girl. I don't care if I could walk home and Cassidy would jump into my arms. Ally was different. She was special. She gave me butterflies just by giving me eye contact. When she sang I got goose bumps. I want her. I need her.

Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up! She will never utter a word to you, never. She would never go after you, she would go after some other lucky dude. But maybe if I talked to her after the show…

Then that stupid tan guy walked on stage. The one from backstage. Then I came to unfortunate realization.

He was playing Prince Eric.

No, no, no! This isn't happening! He looked at Ally, and my heart broke in two.

She liked him. It wasn't acting, I could see through it pretty well. She looked at him with genuine longing, and underneath all that, was that… fear? I felt my fists ball up, and my head boil. Gosh, if this guy steals Ally from me…

Wait, steals Ally? I don't even know it she likes being called Ally! Why am I jealous? She's not mine. I am going to talk to her though. I have too. She is so amazing, I can't let her slip away…

I looked at the pamphlet again. Dallas was his name. Ugg! I hate the name Dallas! Is it a guy, is it a city? Okay, I know my names a city too. But mine is more common than his. Give me some credit.

The piano started playing, and me and Ally locked eyes again. I couldn't smile knowing she liked someone else. She gave me a confused look, but shook it off. Before I knew it, the play was over, and I got up to talk to her, but stopped when I saw it.

Dallas picked her up and twirled her around. Then he called her ally-cat. What kind of a nickname is that? Okay, maybe clever, but it sounds like a 5 year old's nickname. Als would be better. I could feel my face heat up. I wanted to beat up the guy for stealing her… what am I saying?

Then he set her down and turned around. He walked off. She turned around and saw me, red face and all.

I'm already embarrassed.

(A/N: So i just showed Austin's P.O.V of what happened while she was on stage. How is Ally going to react? Did u guys like? Tell me in the Reviews! It makes me happy! Just do it ;)!

1) Cliche' use of title.

2) stupid Dallas.

3) Diners and Daters line! :)!)