Hey, guys! *Sigh* First week of 9th grade; done!
Disclaimer: I do not own Austin & Ally, or anything else you may recognize in this story. Some of the conversations were written by Storygurl16.
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"Hello?"
"Jeez! How long does it take you to answer a phone?" A familiar voice asks.
"Well, sooorry! I was in the shower." I roll my eyes.
There's a pause.
"Oh."
I huff. "Well, what do you want?" I ask Ally, making my way back to the bathroom.
"Be rude, why don't ya?"
I smirk, even though she can't see me. "My pleasure."
"Shut up, Austin. Anyway, I'm calling because I was wondering if you wanted to come over and hang out or something."
I stop in my track, eyebrow raised. "And do what?"
"Um...well, you could help me clean out my pool..." She says slowly and awkwardly.
I chuckle, continuing my walk to the bathroom. "And why would I do that?"
"Because we're friends, and that's what friends do for each other. They help each other out."
I almost drop my towel. "We're friends?"
"Yeah, of course. Why?"
"I don't know. It's just...been a while." I sigh, staring at myself in the mirror. How could a girl as nice as Ally want to be friends with me? I'm rude, and she knows about my awful past. Yet, she sticks with me. I can't even remember the last person who cared about me that much... If there was ever one.
"What do you mean?" She asks.
I sigh again. "I'll be over in five." I tell her, not wanting the push the subject further.
"O-Okay."
I hang up and purse my lips together.
This should be interresting.
I stand on Ally's front porch, staring at the door. Is this a good idea? Maybe I should just leave and call her and tell her I don't feel well.
Oh, don't be such a pussy! She's your first friend since... him. Don't blow it off!
Before I can stop myself, I press the doorbell. A few seconds later, the door opens, revealing Ally. Unlike her usual dresses or skirts, she's currently wearing jeans and a plain black t-shirt. I don't question it. We are cleaning her pool, after all.
I quickly bow down my head, hoping she didn't notice me staring.
"Hi." I mutter.
"Hey." She greets me back, moving aside to let me in. I step inside, and go to her living room. She follows me. "So, are you ready?" She breaks the awkward silence.
"Ready for what?" I ask, cocking my head to the side, hoping she'll tell me the whole cleaning her pool thing was just a joke or something. Chores aren't really my thing.
She giggles and I roll my eyes, following her to... a closet? She takes out two pool cleaning filter thingy and hands me one. I shoot her a confused look and now it's her turn to roll her eyes.
"We're cleaning the pool, silly!" She smiles and ruffles my hair before walking towards the back door of the house.
I groan, following her outside. "But, I don't wanna!"
"Don't be whiny, Austin!" She shouts over her shoulder. Damn, this girl walks fast.
"I am not being whiny!" I exclaim, catching up to her.
She rolls her eyes as she turns around, jumping as her face nearly comes in contact with my chest. Yeah, she's that short.
"Did I scare you?" I chuckle as she takes a step back from me.
"A little. But, that's besides the point. What do I have to do to make you help me clean the pool?" She asks, putting her hands on her hips. I narrow my eyes a bit and rubs my chin, pretending to think. She rolls her eyes yet again, and walks away. Before she gets too far, I grab her wrist. A tingly feeling shoots through my arm, and somehow she seems to feel it too as she shivers. I spin her around, so that she's facing me again.
"I got it!" I tell her, letting go of her wrist. The feeling instantly disappears. What the hell what that?!
"What?" She asks, raising an eyebrow.
I grin. "Make me pancakes."
"Pancakes?"
"Pancakes." I confirm, licking my lips. Just saying the word makes my mouth water.
"But, why?" She asks, crossing her arms.
"Because pancakes are the most delicious food ever!" I exclaims, flailing my arms around for emphasis. Doesn't she know that? Pancakes are awesome!
"I don't know, Austin. I really don't wanna make a mess in the kitchen. Do you know how mad my dad would be?"
"Please?" I ask, giving her the puppy dog face. Her face crunches up cutely, like she's trying to resist. "Please, Ally?" I ask again, hoping to get her to crack. I really want pancakes. Plus, she is making me help her clean her pool.
She sighs dramatically, slapping her arms back to her sides. "Fine."
I smile widely and the next thing I know, I'm hugging her tightly. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I exclaim, hugging her even tighter. Damn, this girl is small...
"Can't...breathe..." She chokes out.
I quickly let go, smiling sheepishly at her. "Sorry."
"It's okay. Now, if I'm not mistaken, we have a pool to clean." She says, grabbing her pool cleaner thingy, and walking out the back door to the backyard. I manage to follow closely behind her. She takes off the cover to the pool, getting us a good look on the bug and leaf littered water.
"Ew." I mumble, staring in disgust at the green/brown water.
"Yeah, 'ew' is right." She agrees, also staring at the disgusting water. "Well, come on. It ain't gonna clean itself."
"I wish it would." I mumble, following her to the side of the pool.
Oh, the things I would do for pancakes...
About half an hour in, we're only about halfway done.
"This. Is. So. Boring!" I whine, setting the pool cleaner thing on the ground. Yes, I just whined, everyone. Deal with it.
She sighs loudly. "Will you please stop whining? You've been complaining since we started."
"Because it's boring!" I exclaim. Isn't it obvious?
"Austin, it's really not that bad." She says. Is she kidding?! This is the worst thing ever! I'd rather be having a three-hours-long conversation with my grandma, right now! And that's saying something.
"Yes it is!" I pout, crossing my arms.
"You're acting like a child!" She tells me, setting down her cleaning thingy.
"I am not!"
She sighs for what seems like the hundredth time today. "Fine. We can take a quick break."
"Yes!" I shout, pumping my fist in the air. What? You'd do exactly the same if you were in my situation, right now.
She giggles. "Well, let's go inside for a bit. I believe we have some pancake business to take care of."
I laugh at her choice of words. "Pancake business?"
"Whatever." She rolls her eyes, shaking her head. She gets up and I follow her inside. Once we get to the kitchen, she turns toward me, a serious look on her face. "Okay, mister. I have a few rules you have to follow."
I groan. "Seriously?"
"Seriously." She confirms with a nod. "Rule number one. No making messes. Rule two. If you do make a mess, then you must clean it up. Rule three-"
"Come on, Ally. You have got to be kidding me!" I cut her off. Seriously, who sets rules for making pancakes? Well, I now have an answer to that question: Ally Dawson. That's who.
"I am most certainly not kidding!" She exclaims.
I cross my arms as an idea strikes me. "Don't make me do it, Ally."
"Do what?" She asks, looking completely confused.
"The face." I state.
Her eyes widen and then narrow. "You wouldn't dare."
"Try me." I say, then do the puppy dog face, something I haven't done in years, but managed to do two times today.
"Oh, god..." She mutters, looking at the floor.
"Come on. You know you can't resist it." I taunt.
She closes her eyes stubbornly.
"Fine. If that won't work...I have another plan." I say mischievously.
She opens her eyes as I slowly approach her.
"So, uh, Ally. Are you ticklish?" I ask casually, still walking toward her. Each step I take toward her, she takes a step back.
"N-no. Why w-would you t-think that?" She stutters, and I know she's lying. Just as she finishes her sentence, her back hits the wall behind her. Her expression turns slightly panicked and I smirk.
"Are you sure about that? You don't seem so sure." I say, now right in front of her.
"I'm p-positive." She says, avoiding my eyes.
"Well, I might just have to test it... just to make sure." I wiggle my eyebrows at her.
"Austin-" She starts, but cuts herself off as I start tickling her. She bursts out laughing. "A-Austin! S-stop it!"
I smile widely. "Never!"
Suddenly, she loses her balance, and collapses onto the floor. I keep tickling her. She reaches down and tries to get my hands off her sides, but it's no use. I'm stronger than her. Although, it's really not that hard to be stronger than Ally. A five-year-old could beat her in a fight.
"P-please! I'm b-begging you!"
"I'll stop. Under one condition." I say. "You have to say, 'Austin Moon is the most awesomest and hottest guy in the whole entire universe!'"
"No!" She shouts, still giggling loudly.
"Say it!" I exclaim, tickling her even harder.
She tries to squirm out of my grasp, but fails miserably. Ha! "I w-will not s-say it!"
I smirk again. "Well, I guess I can't stop then, can I?"
"Fine! I'll s-say it!" She exclaims, gasping for air.
"Okay. Go ahead." I say, keeping my hands on her sides to makes sure she doesn't try to escape.
"Austin Moon is the most awesomest and hottest guy in the whole entire universe!" She shouts quickly, then gasps for air.
I get off of her. "There. Now, was that so hard?"
"It was excruciating." She says seriously, but a glint in her eyes lets me know she's kidding. I laugh, which makes her laugh as well. After the laughing dies down, we just stare at each other. The tingly feeling I felt in my arm earlier suddenly comes back, but this time in my stomach.
Suddenly, a thought hits me: What the hell am I doing? This is the girl I found so annoying just a few days ago. It's barely been three weeks since I even met her. Not even two weeks ago, I was glaring at her while she tried to get me to tell her all about me and my life. What happened?
I shake my head quickly, and look away from her, making the weird feeling disappear from my stomach. I get up from the floor, and offer her a hand to help her up. She takes it and I swiftly get her up.
"Uh... I gotta go." I tell her, rubbing the back of my neck nervously. I turn around and head for the front door. Before I can reach it, a small hand closes around my wrist in a firm grip, making me spin around.
"But, what about the pancakes?" Ally asks me. I look at the floor, trying to avoid her eyes. This girl is like a witch. She's the only one who has ever been able to get me to open up since what I like the call 'the second grade disaster'. If I avoid her, maybe I can just forget these past few weeks ever happened and I can go back to being alone, away from anything that could cause my heart to break once again. Because, let's face it; my heart won't be able to take another heartbreak.
"Rain check?" I mumble, keeping my eyes on the floor.
I hear her sigh. "Okay."
With that, I nod and walk out the front door, not saying another word, with only one thought on my mind.
I have to get as far as I can from this girl.
BAM! Done!
So, as you can see, now that I started school again, my updates will be less frequent. Although I am trying to write as much as I can during the weekends so that when I have a little bit of time, I can just post a new chapter. I'm doing the best I can, guys.
Random Question of the Day: Do you have any siblings? If so, how many? (I have an older brother, two younger step-sisters, and a younger step-brother.)
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