Ally went home that day with a small grin on her face. What was there not to smile about? She had thought. To think about it, Ally's life had really turned around since she moved to Miami; she had friends, her grades weren't so bad, and most importantly, people seemed to care about her.

She walked into her house, her shoulders slightly falling once she was reminded that she lived alone. She dropped her backpack and ran over to the couch and lied down on her side. She picked up the remote and started watching whatever was on at that moment. And of course it was Spongebob. Spongebob had been Ally's favorite TV show since as long as she could remember.

She would always laugh at the way Spongebob saw the good in things, never the bad. How they always seemed to come up with the weirdest plans, him and Patrick. How he had a love for Krabby Pattys, and how he would always love his life.

As silly as this might be, Ally had always wished she had a Spongebob's life. It was filled with love and happiness. Her mind went back to a couple years ago, back when she as about 14.

She was the happiest kid ever, her mom and dad always gave her love, she had a house over her head, happily married parents, and a good education. She had a great life. Her best friend Kara was the perky type, and at that point, Ally was too. She loved life, she loved her friends and her family, and she just loved everything. Her dog especially. Her name was Chestnut, and she was a golden retriever. She was the cutest thing, she was loyal, she was energetic, and the perfect puppy. But soon, everything toppled out of control.

Two weeks after having Chestnut, she ran away from her home. Ally and her parents had put up flyers all over town, but noone could find her. It was a shock to Ally. She thought that Chestnut had loved her as much as she loved Chestnut.

"We could always get another dog sweetie," Her mother had offered. But Ally didn't want another dog. She wanted Chestnut. After that, she didn't want a pet. She didn't want another dog that gave her hte memories of her first dog. They never did get another dog.

The worst part happened a couple months later. Her parents were on their way to a company dinner. Due to all her whining and complaints, her parents agreed not to let her go. She really didn't want to have to deal with all the stuck up people talking about how much she's grown. In reality, she's only grown a couple inches in like 2 years.

She had stayed home, writing in her book and listening to music. In her opinion, it was a good night. That is, until she got a phone call from her aunt. "That's weird," She had thought, since her aunt only calls in emergencies. Cautiously, she picked up her phone and answered to aunt-

Her mind had wandered off until her phone started to ring. She got off the couch, muted Spongebob, and walked over to her phone. She looked at the caller ID: Unknown. She cautiously picked it up and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hello? Ally?" She rolled her eyes, of course it was Austin.

"How'd you get my number Austin?" She heard him smile over the phone.

"I have my ways. Anyways, I was wondering if you wanted to you know, um come over and work." She raised her eyebrow.

"Um work on what?" She heard him clear his throat before rustling around the room.

"Um just work you know, um you still need some stuff to catch up on right?" In all honesty, she didn't. She had caught up enough to know whats going on in all her subjects. Being at crossroads here, she said the first thing that came to her mind.

"Uh yeah I guess, um so I'll come over in like an hour okay?"

"Yeah okay, um I'll see you later Ally." His voice sounded kind of nervous, but a hint of enthusiasm.

"Bye Austin." She closed up her phone before opening it up again. She punched in a couple numbers before putting it up to her ear.

"Hello Trish?" Ally heard the yelling in the background, some in Spanish.

"Hello? Hey Ally! Whats up?"

"Well," Ally said, dragging out the 'e'," Austin just called me and asked me to come over to his house to work. On work."

"Wait," I could see her face break into a grin," Austin asked you to come over to his house. On like a date?" Ally rolled her eyes, but not before putting on a small smile.

"No, he wants to work on schoolwork. Or thats what he told me. He said that I might need some help catching up on some stuff." She could feel her friend's eyebrow raise.

"And do you?" Ally put on a shy smile. "Well not really," Ally replied.

"And you still said yes?" Ally nodded before quietly saying 'yes' into the phone. She heard her friend squeal into the phone. "Ally, that's a date! Austin doesn't care about schoolwork. He couldn't give a crap about school. And somehow, he still gets A's and B's."

"Well whatever, I have to be over at his house in an hour."

"Oooh! I can help you get ready! I'm coming over now!" Ally shook her head furiously.

"No Trish, thats okay, but why do I have to get ready anyways. And you don't even know where I live. Thanks for all your help, umm bye." She shut her phone before collapsing onto her couch, head first.

This isn't a date right?

The boy pressed the 'end call' button on his phone before realizing what he had just done. He sat down on his bed and ran his hair through his fingers. He had just called Ally over to his house for a friend date- Yes, he's forever calling it a friend date.

Then he smiled to himself. Maybe this will be fun, he thought. Two friends, just hanging out and stuff. He nodded his head confidently before walking out of his room. He waltzed down the stairs and stopped right in front of his mom, who was currently making dinner.

She was chopping her carrots intensely, before looking up with a look on her face. "Yes, what is it?" She questioned, putting the knife down.

"Can my friend come over? And maybe stay for dinner?" He had asked sheepishly, his fingers fiddling with a loose thread. Austin's mom wasn't even shocked. Austin brought home people all the time. Sometimes two in a row. She nodded her head and went back to chopping her carrots.

"Yeah sure I guess. So who's coming over this time?" She had finished with the first carrot and moved onto the second one. She peeled it carefully and chopped it into small pieces.

"Well I asked her to come over and-"

"Her? You mean it's a girl?" She suddenly stopped her rhythmic pattern and turned her head to Austin. Austin, getting kind of scared, nodded smally. "Another one?" His mother questioned once more. Out of the many people Austin had brought home, about 2/3 of the portion were girls. She had watched the same type of girls come in and out of her house, she believing that each one gets dumber by the minute. "Oh Austin sweetie, how many more times are you going to keep doing this? Don't you ever get tired of bringing home girls? I mean the same ones anyways?"

Mimi Moon has always known about her son's.. erm habits. She watches her son bring home a different girl every time, not even having the decency to stick to one girl. She doesn't know what's happened to him. He used to be such a sweet little boy, she thought.

The blonde boy shook his head. "No, that's not it. I mean yeah she's a girl, but she's just here as like a friend." The woman eyed her son suspiciously, but then turned back to her dinner.

"Ok sweetie, whatever you say." Now it was Austin's turn to eye his mother suspiciously. As he opened his mouth to talk, his mother shut him up. "Now go away son, unless you want to cook dinner?" The boy shook his head before heading up the stairs.

He's always the same, Mimi had thought as she smiled to herself.

Ally gathered all of her books together and grabbed her purse before walking out the door. She sat on her motorcycle and drove off, trying to remember the way to Austin's house. She stopped right in front of his house, remembering that his was the biggest one in the neighborhood. She parked her motorcycle outside of his house and walked up the driveway.

When she rang the doorbell, she could hear the sound echo throughout the whole house. After a couple seconds, Austin appeared, a smile already plastered on his face. "Hey Ally, come on in." He took her arm and dragged her inside.

Her eyes widened at the sight. The ceiling was much higher than it looked on the outside. The furniture was very classy and modern, and it was safe to say that most of his house looked like the inside of a home magazine. While she was admiring his house, he had been pulling her arm up the stairs into his room.

As soon as she reached his room, her mouth opened. It wasn't at all how she pictured it. The walls were a bright blue color, with small yellow accents. His bed was huge, his room too looking like the inside of a magazine. The floors were a bit cluttered, but Ally had expected the whole room to messy. In fact, it was fairly neat.

"So," Ally started talking while sitting on his bed," what are we going to start with?" Ally took her bookbag from off the floor and started unzipping it. Austin, on the other hand, was rubbing the back of his neck nervously and chuckling softly to himself.

"Well, see the thing is, I didn't exactly call you over here to work on school stuff. Like I said we were," he interrupted. She smiled softly at him as she looked up. She scrunched up her nose and giggled. What a cute face, he thought.

"I didn't think we were anyways." She opened up her backpack fully, and turned it upside down, showing that there was nothing inside anyways. Well except for her little brown book that fell out and happened to open to a page.

Austin cautiously picked up the book, reading the contents.

Heartbeats fast

Colors and promises

How to be brave

How can I love when I'm afraid to fall

But watching you stand alone

All of my doubts

Suddenly goes away somehow

One step closer(1)

That's as far as Austin got to before the book was snatched from his hands. Ally hugged her book protectively. Dare he say it, but he thought she looked kind of cute.

"You can't touch my book." She tucked a strand of hair behind her eye and whispered, "It's private." Austin nodded fiddling with his fingers. Once he looked at those words, it felt like they meant something. Like they were put together for a reason. "I'm sorry I snapped at you," Ally said in a hushed tone.

Austin gave her a small smile. "It's fine." He motioned towards her book. "Were those lyrics?" Worry flashed through her eyes, but settled on sympathy.

"Yeah, I just write them for fun." She put her book back into her backpack. "But I don't sing them."

Austin gave her a look. "So you write songs, but you don't sing them?" Ally nodded her head. Austin gave her another questioning look. "Why don't you sing?" Ally just shook her head.

"I just don't, I guess," she trailed off. She looked away, trying not to make direct eye contact.

"Do you have stage fright or something?" She shook her head (2). "Are you a bad singer?" Once again, she shook her head." She gave him a cute smile.

"I just don't sing okay? I don't know, I just never really thought about singing. It never really came to my mind. I guess." She chuckled lightly. "Is that okay? That I don't sing?" She had a unsure look on her face. But he smiled and nodded.

"That's okay."

Ew. Just ew. Erm. OK so I said that the last chapter was gross, but I think this chapter was gross-er. Sorry I didn't update sooner, but I had exams coming up, and I had to study for them. Anyways, thank you so much for all your favorites and follows :D AND REVIEWS. They make me so happy to see all of them!

Hey Awesomesauce325! Sorry I didn't update on Thursday like I said I would darling :P Like I said, I had to study for my History exam :O

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(1) A Thousand Years- Christina Perri
(2) She actually does have stage fright, but in this story, she doesn't!

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