"Chad! I'm so glad you came!" Rebecca squealed as she saw us enter her house. "Mwah! Mwah!" she air-kissed Austin, which, to my relief, he didn't return. "Oh hey, Aladdin," she faked a smile at me. I could tell she was disappointed that I was here. As Austin's pseudo-bodyguard, I would definitely interfere if he got any action beyond first base tonight. Why? Because… um… my job required it! Duh! With Darm and Dummere gone (they came, but they were both too busy stuffing their faces with food), it was my duty to ensure that:

a) Austin's identity remained a secret.

b) Austin was not put in any danger whatsoever. That included getting into fights, drinking, paper-cuts, et cetra.

c) Austin didn't kiss anyone (but me).

Of course, I'd keep rule C to myself. Did I just think that? What the firetruck. Anyway, there wasn't exactly a job scope, but it was common sense to not put Austin in harm's way, right?

Don't think that Rebecca hates me though. She adores me, that girl does. Who doesn't? Sheesh, spending time with Austin has practically turned me into a Mini-Austin. That aside, Rebecca and I are pretty good friends. Aladdin is just her nickname for me. And apparently, it's going to be Austin's new nickname for me, judging from the way he broke out into hysterics when he heard her address me as Aladdin. What am I, his personal clown?

Rebecca saw some of her friends arriving. She bid us adieu and skipped over to her new guests. We were all going to get some food, until I realized that the two couples had already moved over to the dance floor, leaving me with Austin.

"Looks like we're stuck together again, eh, Aladdin?" Austin asked in a teasing tone.

I rolled my eyes and walked over to the food table. There was such a vast variety of food. There were chicken wings, potato wedges, nuggets, spaghetti, éclairs, croissants, punch, and many more. I grabbed a plate and filled it up with almost any food I could find, except those strawberry cream puffs. I don't like strawberry.

I walked over to one of the cocktail tables and started eating the food. I love food. It's pretty much the only thing I live for.

"For a skinny girl, you sure do eat a lot," an amused voice came from behind me. When I saw that it was the big-headed celebrity I had to babysit, I ignored him and returned my attention back to most beautiful sight I've seen all night – my huge plate of food. I haven't quite forgiven him for the whole "you look cool" thing yet. He doesn't need to know that though. I mean, from the moment I stepped in here, guys and girls started complimenting me on my looks, with some guys even wolf-whistling at me. And there Austin was, saying that I looked cool. I guess he was too used to seeing those drop-dead gorgeous Hollywood celebrities like Selena Gomez and Paris Hilton that he forgot what real girls look like when they dress up.

"Quit eating, this is a party," he whined.

"So what? Party equals free food, which equals to a happy Ally!" I protested, with my mouth full of steak. Ahh, medium-rare, just the way I like it.

"C'mon, let's join in some of the activities, and I'll teach you what a real party is about," Austin said, grabbing my hand and separating me from the love of my life.

"Noooooooo!" I screamed dramatically, stretching out my right hand to reach out to my food, but it was too late. The monster had taken me. Oh well, I could always come back for second helpings.

We sat down in a circle of people who were playing some kind of game, which I didn't know what it was.

"Oh hey, Ally and Chad! Come on and play with us!" a redheaded girl whom I recognized as Rachel shouted out from the circle, inviting us to play with them. We shrugged and joined the circle. They spinned the bottle and it landed on Austin.

"Wait, this is Spin The Bottle?" Austin asked.

"Nah, it's Seven Minutes in Heaven," Rachel said, adding in a wink.

"Dude, let's get out of here. I am not letting you kiss some little slut who wants nothing but for you to get in her pants!" I whispered angrily at him.

"So… You're a little slut who wants nothing but for me to get in your pants?" he whispered back. I looked at him, bemused, until he pointed to the bottle, which was now pointing at me. Shit.

Rachel stood up, beckoning for the both of us to follow her. We followed her, avoiding each other's gaze, and entered the bed room.

"You have exactly seven minutes. The clock starts… NOW!" Rachel said, closing the door. I could hear footsteps rushing to outside the room. I guess they were trying to eavesdrop and to peep through the keyhole. I stuffed a piece of gum into the keyhole to prevent them from seeing anything, just in case we were going to do anything.

"So… What are we supposed to do now?" I whispered to Austin, afraid that the rest might hear us.

"We have to kiss…" he replied, trailing off.

I looked down at my feet like they were the most interesting object in the room. I walked over to the bed and lay down. I was tired already.

"Well, do you want to, y'know, kiss me?" I asked him. He shrugged.

I couldn't help but feel a bit hurt. He really dragged my new-found self-confidence to an all-time-low.

"Then we won't. Let's just lie down here and pretend that we had a hot make-out session, okay?" I proposed. He nodded his head. I couldn't make out his expression. He looked sad, but he looked relieved too. Weird.

He lay down next to me, and I just stared into his eyes. I had never done anything like that before. His eyes were a light shade of brown… And they sparkled. I don't know if it was the light, or if his eyes were vampires. But they did sparkle. There were several other colors dancing around his iris like a kaleidoscope. Wanting to get a clearer view, I took off his fake nerd glasses.

I don't know how long we stayed there for. It felt like centuries. But the next thing I knew, Rachel was standing over us, staring at Austin like he was Justin Bieber or something.

"Oh my god! It's… It's…" Rachel screamed, trying to find the words to speak. I looked at Austin and realized that I had taken his disguise off. I ran over to lock the door, and clamped my hand over her mouth to prevent her from screaming Austin's name. Austin quickly picked up his glasses and put them on.

"Yes, it's Austin Moon. Don't tell anyone, alright? He'll give you an autograph or something. Just promise to keep this a secret, okay?" I whispered, trying to calm her down.

She nodded quickly and before I knew it, she pulled Austin in for a kiss. It was obvious that he was trying to break free, but she was too firm. I couldn't take it anymore. I stormed out of the room, slammed the door shut and walked home. I let the tears I had been controlling since the whole "cool" incident flow. I know it wasn't his fault, but it was. It doesn't make sense. I don't make sense when I'm upset. I didn't give a shit that I was getting weird stares, or that my mascara was running. I needed to go home.

Not the house that I called home for the past six days, but the house I called home for the past sixteen years.


A/N: This was pretty short. Poor Ally. Why did she react the way she did? :O

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