AN: Yo! We're back. Sorry it took so long. We've been going through some issues, and Miranda's moving to a bigger house and also, we got in a stupid argument and weren't speaking for a week or so, plus the computer we had all our chapters saved on broke down (it was fixed, so we have it back), and with all the craziness going on, it's been hard to get together to write. We're hoping to update today, but we guarantee an update in the next two days if we can't get it up. To you guys who are still reading right now, THANKS FOR STAYING LOYAL! It's nice to know that we have some people who want to see the next chapter. A special shoutout to queenc1, who reminded us to update and be awesome! DISCLAIMER: Galoshes are green, Weather is purple, We don't own Austin and Ally, And We Don't do Rhyming.
Center Stage
Chapter 4
"I'm not at all in," I began, "She's not at all in," the girls joined in, "Love!" We finished together. *1 "Great job, girls!" Mrs. Whole applauded. "Boys, clap for the girls." Grudgingly, the boys began applauding for us. They hadn't originally been scheduled to be rehearsing with us today, but there had been some schedule complications,*2 so… here we are.
"Next up, I'll be working on the blocking for 'Hey There' with Austin, so the rest of you can take a rest." Mrs. Whole concluded, motioning for us to get off the stage and for Austin to get on. Maddy, Trish and I sat in the seats we picked earlier, grabbing at water bottles.
"I am literally dead." Trish moaned.
"You can't be literally dead if you're still alive," I corrected, being my grammar-obsessed self.
"Hey, Ally, you know what rhymes with literally? Shut up." Trish deadpanned.
"But literally doesn't rhyme with shut up…" Maddy said, obviously a little slow.
"Yeah, it's called sarcasm." Trish informed her, still grumpy.
"Your mom is called sarcasm! OHHHHHHH!" Maddy exclaimed, waving her hand in front of her mouth. I rolled my eyes as I watched the two bicker, before turning to watch Austin.
He was standing next to Mrs. Whole, who was gesturing to where I presumed Austin was supposed to move. Mrs. Whole demonstrated how Austin was supposed to stride across the stage, and he copied her movements. His strides were powerful and sharp, and so… not Austin.
"Aw, those two are such a cute couple!" Maddy squealed.
"I've told you before, Mads—Austin and I aren't dating." I informed the blonde.
"Sure you aren't." Trish giggled. She had gotten over Austin quickly, and was now convinced Austin and I were secretly dating.
I recalled lyrics from the show that fit this situation. "But he's not, my cup of tea, not my cup of tea, not he! Not an ounce, not a pinch, he's just an inch, too sure of himself for me." *1
"Must be the summer heat that gives her that glow," Trish snickered, going along and using the lyrics from the song. *1
"Must be the light from the ceiling shining there in her eyes," Maddy joined in.
"Right, because I'm not at all in love, not at all in love not I!" I exclaimed, half- serious and half- joking.
"It's easy to see that her daffy grin is a grin she always wears!" Maddy smirked, turning towards Trish.
"And she's breathless because she ran up a flight of stairs!" Trish quipped, just barely keeping herself from hysterically laughing.
"Obviously," Maddy grinned.
"Naturally," Trish giggled.
"Certainly," They said together, turning back towards me.
"When I fall in love, there will be no doubt about it, 'cause you will know by the way that I shout it," I lamented, turning more serious.
Trish tapped my shoulder, and I turned towards her. "You're shouting," she informed me. "But I'm not at all in," I began,
"She's not at all in," They joined in. "Love!" We finished, just like we had started.
"Ally!" Mrs. Whole called, and I turned towards her. "We're working on the knife-throwing scene. Do you know your lines?"
"Oh, of course!" I enthused, jumping up. "Let's get started, then!" She clapped as I jogged up to the stage.
AN: Aaaaaaand we're done. Sorry this took so long! Miranda was having school issues, and her parents made her study more until she got her grades up. Hopefully, since a lot of the big projects are out of the way, we'll be able to update more! Luffles, Miranda and Sunsets *1: All of these are lyrics from the song "I'm Not at All in Love" from The Pajama Game. *2: By "schedule" complications, we mean "we fudged up the 'scheduling' of the play." Sorry it's not so long, but we will probably upload again late tonight, so look out for that! - Munsets
