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I was very pleasantly surprised when Austin asked me for my number. I took his phone, and he took mine, and we entered each other's numbers into them. After we gave each other our numbers, he asked me,

"Can I take your caller ID picture? I want to see your beautiful face every time you call me."

I laughed.

"OK."

He took my photo and I smiled, showing my teeth. He smiled.

"That picture is so beautiful. Because you're beautiful."

I laughed.

"Awww, Austin, that's so sweet! Can I take yours?"

"Sure."

He smiles and I take his photo.

"Handsome!"

We both unexpectedly locked each other into a very passionate kiss. My dad then yelled out to me,

"Ally! Time to go!"

I yelled back,

"OK, Dad."

I couldn't believe my newest crush and I just kissed. At home, my dad said to me,

"Ally, pack your things. You're going to mom's house for the next two weeks."

I said,

"OK."

I packed up my clothes and some other things I'd need to go to my mother's house. My dad dropped me off at her house and I pushed the doorbell. She opened the door and I hugged her. I packed up my things in my room and my mom asked me,

"Hey, sweetie! I was thinking about ordering for dinner. What would you like?"

I said,

"How about mexican?"

My mom said,

"OK."

Dinner was burritos with nachos and mexican fried rice, from Chipotle. One of my favorite mexican food places. My mom had a glass of white wine and I had a glass of pink lemonade.

I asked my mom,

"How does wine taste with mexican food?"

My mom held up her index finger for a second and sipped her glass of red wine.

"White wine tastes the best with fish and red wine tastes the best with red meat. But white wine also tastes great. As a matter of fact, Ally, why don't you try a sip?"

I took a sip of her red wine.

"Hmmm. It's a little dry."

"Yeah, wine is dry the first time you taste it."

"Well, I'll have to wait three and a half more years to drink wine again, Mom."

My mom did a teeth laugh.

"Sweetie, you're so funny."

I smiled.

"You're in a good mood. What good thing happened to you?"

I smiled.

"I'm in love."

My mom cooed,

"Ooh, sweetie! Who is he?"

I say lovingly,

"His name is Austin. He's very cute and he's very sweet."

My mom smiled.

"What did I tell you? You'd move on after Kevin Harvard and you broke up."

Kevin Harvard was my boyfriend three years ago who was a senior when I was a freshman. He was very cute, but not quite as cute as Austin. We dated for five weeks, and he was romantic and nice to me, but Trish caught him cheating on me with Sammi Conroy. Sammi was nice and she had a perky, upbeat attitude ninety-five percent of the time, and I hated saying mean things about people, but she was a total bimbo, and I felt sorry for her because most of the guys at school labeled her as a slut because she had double D-boobs and a lot of boyfriends. Not to mention, after we broke up, he started stalking me, he would call me a bitch, whore and slut, every name in the book to my face and over the phone and on the internet, and worst of all, two weeks after we broke up, he kidnapped me, assaulted me and raped me.

He was in a lot of gangs and he drank and did heroin and cocaine. He was in jail now- not just for kidnapping, violence and rape, but for a lot of DUIs, armed robbery and drug possession. And thank god I had Trish, Carrie, Piper, their parents and my parents there for me.

"Please, mom, that guy was a predator. He does drugs, drinks and drives and he hurt me and tried to rape me."

My mom cooed,

"So, tell me about your new guy who you have puppy love for."

I say lovingly,

"His name is Austin. He's very cute and he's very sweet."

Anyway, after I was done with dinner, I went up to my room as my mom was curled up on the couch, drinking wine and watching Seinfeld reruns. Seinfeld was pretty damn funny, and my mom and I a lot of times would watch it together.

As I went to my bedroom, I went over to my charged phone and saw I was getting a FaceTime request from Austin. Of course I answered. We needed to talk about the kiss.

He said to me,

"Hey, Ally,"

and he inhaled and exhaled into his inhaler three times.

I said,

"Hey, Austin."

"So, today we kissed."

"Yeah."

"It was good."

"It was magical, too. And you, Ally, are really pretty and one of the nicest people I've ever met."

I blushed.

"Awww, you're so sweet, Austin. You're pretty cute, yourself."

This time Austin blushed.

"Awww, you! Breaking up with Tilly was the best thing I ever did for myself in a long time. She was high-maintenance, mean, shallow and cynical. Hell, I don't even want to be just friends with that selfish attention whore."

"As if she ever deserves any."

He laughed.

"Hey, Ally, are you free tomorrow?"

"Um, yeah."

"I was wondering, do you want to maybe, you know, hang out? My treat."

"Yeah, that sounds really fun. Do you want me to dress up?"

He smiled his cute little smile.

"Are you kidding? You could wear pajamas for all the rats' asses I give!"

I laughed.

"Well, I'll certainly dress up more than pajamas! So, what were you thinking about doing for this hookup?"

"Well, I thought we could go to Wendy's, grab something to eat, and then hang out at my house."

"That sounds like fun."

"I mean, my parents are in rehab for the next two weeks, my uncle's taking care of me, what he does for a living is he owns a closet company, and he's a volunteer teacher at my school. And his shifts at his closet company vary a lot. His shift tomorrow doesn't get off until seven at night."

I said,

"Austin, I'm so sorry."

He said,

"It's OK. They need it. They're both alcoholic and they've had two DUIs this year, and their alcoholism was affecting their work performance."

"What do your parents do for a living?"

Austin smiled.

"They own a mattress store. What about yours?"

"My dad is the glee club sponsor at my school, and he owns a music store in the mall."

"My uncle is the sponsor of my school's glee club!"

"That's so funny! Anyway, what does your mom do?"

I say,

"Well, my mother is a wildlife biologist and a wildlife biology professor at Florida International University. My parents split up eight and a half years ago."

"Oh, I'm so sorry. That hurts."

"You know what? It did for the first few weeks, but it happened almost a decade ago, so I'm used to it. Besides, they get along better in different houses, and they're good friends. On another note, what time do you want me to be there?"

"Does twelve work for you?"

"Yeah. Twelve works for me."

"Where do you live?"

He took out a post-it and a pen.

"One five two three zero Southwest one hundred and seventy third avenue, three three one eight seven."

"See you tomorrow at twelve!"

"Yeah. Oh, and Ally, don't bring any money. I want to treat you."

I smiled and scoffed.

"Austin! You just keep getting nicer and nicer!"

He blushed.

"Awww, I like you!"

After that, we hung up. I started a group video chat on Skype with Trish, Carrie and Piper.

Piper smiled.

"Ooh, somebody's all happy!"

I said,

"That's right, Piper. I am. And guess why?"

Trish snickered and took a sip of her drink.

"That boy Austin asked you out, didn't he?"

She then mocked kissy noises.

I smiled.

"Oh, Trish, stop it! But yes, Austin did ask me out."

Trish looked confused.

"I thought he was dating that mean old attention whore Tilly Thompson."

I said,

"They broke up. Tilly cheated on him and plus she was a bitch to him."

Trish rolled her eyes.

"Why the hell am I not surprised? And Carrie."

She made an up gesture with her index finger. Carrie stood up.

"You don't have to stand up. I meant, you might want to fix your shirt. I can see your bra."

Carrie looked embarrassed.

"Sorry."

Carrie pulled her tank top over her C-cup cleavage.

"Though I'm kind of being a hypocrite because almost all the time, I wear tops and dresses that are low cut and all of my bras are push-up bras. I like showin' off my watermelons."

"We get it, Trish. We're your friends, not drug addicted thugs in a slum."