AN: This is written in a textbook, so I doubt this is not going to be a long chapter. But I don't want to keep you guys waiting and myself waiting, so here we go agaiiinnn…

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Ally couldn't decide which one was worse:

Hanging out with Dallas

Hanging out with Dallas and Austin.

"See you tomorrow?" Dallas asked, bringing the girl back in reality. Ally snapped out of her daydream and smiled back forcefully. "Great, bye Ally."

Ally nodded and closed the door behind her. She slumped back on the couch, and reached tiredly for her cellphone. She typed her password, and opened up her mailbox. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw how many missed calls she had: 20. A few were from Trish, but mostly those calls were from Austin. She opened her inbox, and found 10 new messages too – 7 were from Austin. She smiled absentmindedly at herself as she scrolled through her contact to find his name.

Maybe talking to him would cheer her up a little.

Austin probably wouldn't have stopped calling Ally if his phone didn't went dead. He would've continue calling her until she would pick up and forgive him. He groaned muffled by his pillow, waiting for his phone to recharge. Suddenly his phone vibrated and rang its ringtone. He got up suddenly and saw the caller ID:

Ally D.

"Ally!" he almost-screamed. "Hey, what's up?"

"I saw your missed calls," Ally answered shortly. There were no cheeriness in her voice, so he guessed she probably was still mad at him.

"Look, Als, I'm really sorry about yesterday. I was just panicked. I thought he was going to do something to you," he confessed rushingly to Ally, afraid she might hang up before he can actually apologizes to her and explains what happens.

"I know thanks. And I'm sorry I said you're still the jerk like before."

"So you forgive me?" Austin asked back hopefully.

"Of course I forgive you," Ally answered. "Uuh… well, bye-"

"Wait!" Austin yelled. "Uuh, say, are you free right now?"

"Yeah, I'm at home right now. My dad's working at Sonic Boom, so I'm alone right now. Why did you ask?"

"Uh, I'm also alone right now. Dez had science club again today. Can I go to your house?" Austin asked, unsure what she might say back.

"Sure." He grinned. "Well, bye." He hung up and hurried towards her house.

"Hey, Ally!" Austin waved a little at the brunette who was reading a book on the living room. The door was unlocked, and knowing Austin, he didn't ask for permission before he enters.

Ally looked up from her book and smiled a bit at Austin. "Hey," she grinned softly before returning to her book.

"Uuh… what are you doing?" he aswkwardly asked, sitting down beside her. "Reading a lame book as usual?" he teased, a hint of amusement in his voice. "What now? History of Doorknobs? Towels Through the Ages? History of Chocolate? Wait, the last one seems interesting – if it has pictures of chocolate."

"For your information, chocolate comes from Aztecs or something, and no, actually it's a pretty good book," Ally smiled lovingly at the book. Austin rolled his eyes sarcastically. It was good to know it was still the same hanging out with Ally.

"Whatevs," Austin muttered under his breath. "So what now?"

Ally shrugged. "Don't know. You're the one who ask to come here. You pick. Besides, I'm pretty tired right now," she yawned.

"Why? What were you doing before I came?" Austin asked curiously. He knew it was no business of him, but he just wanted to know what she was doing.

"Me and Dallas went for a date," Ally noticed how suddenly Austin looked annoyed. "We went to the movies, and have lunch together that's all. But it turns out a lot awkward. I don't know which one was worse: yesterday or today," they laughed together. "Waste of time," she muttered under her breath and Austin frowned even more.

"Hey," Austin exclaimed suddenly. "Get up. I know something that can cheer you up," l grinned mischievously.

"Pickles?" Her face lit up instantly.

"No," Austin shook his head. "Music, pancakes and the beach. Whaddya say?" he asked.

To his surprise, Ally shuddered. "Sands getting everywere. Am I really wearing sandals? Besides it's really hot right now, and it shouldn't be very fun when it's too hot going to the beach," she shook her head madly. "No thanks."

"Come on!" Austin whined childishly and tugged at her arm. "Let's go down to the beach. This six-pack needs a little sun," Ally rolled her eyes. "Please, Ally?" Austin pouted.

"No," she said flatly.

"Pretty-pretty please with cherry on topp…"

"No."

"Fine, then pretty pretty please with pickles on top," Ally licked her lips at the sound the of the word 'pickles'. "Come on, I heard there's a new store selling pickles at the beach." Lie lie, his brain said.

"Fine!" she snapped in defeat. "I'll go."

Austin punched the air. "Yes!" he yelled as he went forward to hug the brunette in his arms. She shrieked, and burst out giggling as the boy tackled her on the sofa.

He pulled away a few seconds later, and offered her his hand, just like Dallas had to Ally before. "Come on!"

Without hesitating, Ally reached for his hand.

"YOU LIED TO ME!"

Austin burst out laughing as he stared at the mad girl in front of him who was ready to explode at him. She punched him jokingly (but rather hurting) on the arm over and over again. "You said there's pickles at the beach," Ally pouted. "You lie, Mr. Moon."

"Well it's the only way to get you down here!" Austin defended as he took off his jacket – revealing his white short-sleeved shirt and his summer shorts. "Now, uhh…" he grinned mischieviously.

"I know what you're thinking, Mister," Ally stated dyrly. "No. I. Am. Not. Going. To. Wear. That." Ally pointed to the other girls at the beach. He smirked seeing her blush furiously. "I always swim in my rashie and shorts," she reached for her bag. "But it's too hot anyway to swim so I'm just going to change my clothes."

Not too long after, she came back, already in her rashie shirt and shorts. She sat next to Austin, cross-legged and winced as she hit the hot sand. "Yuck."

"Oh, chillax," he teased as he threw a handful of them straight towards Ally. He burst out laughing when Ally sputtered sand out of her mouth. Ally punched his arm again and ruffled his hair jokingly. :Hey, you messed up my hair!" he complained.

"Serves you right," she smirked, and took out her book.

"Writing a song again?"

She hummed a reply. "You have ideas?" she turned to him.

They sat in silence, thinking of a new lyric. "How about…"

"No."

"How do you know what I was going to say?" he protested.

"Because you're you. You're going to suggest I write a song about Bikini Bloodbath right?"

He grumbled. "That is so not cool."

"Hey, I know!" she ignored the boy, and wrote a few lyrics into her book and showing it to Austin:

There's my street
There's my right, my left feet
There's the road, there's a road of nowhere that ends meet

I've got the sun, I've got the sand
I've got that rock 'n' roll band
Here I stand

I told you that when the morning comes
I'll be there, my left hand in your right one….

Austin blinked rapidly and wrote another lyric into the book. "I think this is a good chorus," he said as he sang the chorus of the new song.

This is my, this is my paradise
I'm at home, and oh, oh, I've got it right
Let the sun on my shoulders shine
We can run beneath this clear piece of sky
This, this is my paradise

Ally wrote a few lines again on the book, and show it to Austin. Austin re-read it fast, memorizing it by heart, already stuck into his mind even though the girl had just wrote the lyrics not too long ago. "Sing it together," Austin suggested and started singing

Lemonade, summer games we remember
Golden days with a haze in December
Let's get some blue, oh boy, I'm through with being too cold to move
Sunshine is overdue

I'm breaking out my summer dress, yeah
I'm singing, I'm dancing, I'm obsessed, yeah

This is my, this is my paradise
I'm at home, and oh, oh, I've got it right
Let the sun on my shoulders shine
We can run beneath this clear piece of sky
This, this is my paradise

Breaking the wave out on the sand
Hand in hand, I still hear that band
Oh and tomorrow comes, I'm not scared
'Cause I know sunshine's gonna be there

This is my, this is my paradise
This is my, this is my paradise
Oh, oh

Austin held on Ally's hand, both completely lost in their own world now – just them and the music flowing around. Everything's a complete buzz, their voices sounded clear. It was beautiful, and it was… it was really, a paradise.

This is my, this is my paradise
I'm at home, and oh, oh, I've got it right
Let the sun on my shoulders shine
We can run beneath this clear piece of sky
This, this is my paradise (last line together)

Ally clapped her hands happily when the song ended. "Yay! It's done!" Ally squealed happily and high-fived her friend, who was grinning too. "This is a really catchy song."

"Another catchy song," he corrected. "Blonde was catchy too. And you can say Disappear was…"

"Well, yeah, but usually my songs were pretty mellow." She shrugged. "I'm not that kind of person who likes cheerful things. Unlike you," she teased. He stuck out his tongue at her.

"That's true, but my happiness is kinda contagious," he joked. "It spreads fast. Faster than flu." She giggled and rolled her eyes sarcastically at the happy Austin. He laughed with her. Clearly her laugh is contagious too.

"I'm hungry by the way," he stated randomly, rubbing his tummy. "How about we have afternoon tea?"

"Sure!" Ally agreed. Her tummy was rumbling a bit too.

"How about pancakes and ice-cream? There's this place near the beach and the rumour is their pancakes are pretty good," he licked his lips. "And if you're lucky, they might sell some pickles for their toppings too."

"Ummm….."

Ally groaned. Austin had spend minutes decideing which pancake is he going to order and still hadn't pick one at all. "Austin, how about you order something like mine?" she asked him sweetly but even Austin knew there was a real meaning behind her sticky sweet voice.

"You order strawberry icecream and pancakes with pickles for its toppings," he deadpanned. "I rather not. This tummy needs something a little better than that," he patted his stomach again before grinning at Ally, who's mouth was itching to smile. "Fine, I'll order Pancakes of Paradise."

"That's a 10 stacks of pancakes with 7 flavor of ice-cream with different toppings, Austin."

"Yeah, that's why I'm ordering it, duh," Austin said ignoring the waitress' strange stare as he returned the menu to the waitress.

"Thanks," Ally smiled as he parked his car in front of his house. She got up from her seat to throw her arms around his neck.

"You're welcome," he said back. "Hey, why don't you come inside for a moment? Now we'll hang out with Dez."

"You sure? Then okay." She agreed and followed Austin to the house. Austin opened the door for her and she stepped inside, finding Dez reading a magazine. "Hey, Dez!" she chirped happily at the redhead, who smiled back.

"Hey!" he said back. "Uuh… did you guys have a good date?"

Before she can respond, Austin yelled from behind her. "No!" she turned to Austin, who was blushing. "Ally – no, it wasn't a date. I'm just taking you out to hangout."

"Somebody's blushing," Ally fought back a grin and walked forward o Austin. "Do you want it to be one?"

He gulped and squeaked back an answer which sounded a lot like 'yes'.

"Then why yes, Dez," she turned to Dez. "And you know what Austin? This is the best date I ever had in my entire life." She leaned towards the blond.

The blond smirked and found himself staring challengingly at the hazel eyes of hers, full of sparks like always. Was it just him, or…

"Did I mention your eyes are beautiful?" he whispered, totally lost in her eyes. Dez tipoted out of the room, not wanting to interrupt them both. But he was too late.

They were already kissing.

It's just like in the movies, the boy noticed the girl's eyes was pretty and sparks fly.

He pulled away, lingering the kiss and stared at Ally, who was also hesitant to look at him right in the eyes. "Did we just…"she breathed.

"I think we did," Austin finished, chuckling.

Ally smiled back, and blushed furiously. "Well, uhh. I gotta go kissing – I mean working. Again. Do – I mean- see you tomorrow at school?"

"Definitely," he nodded. "Bye," he opened the door for her and closed it in disbelief.

"It's official everybody," he turned to see Dez clapping in amusement. "Austin is head over heels for Miss Dawson. Or should I say Mrs. Moon in a few years?"

"Dallas?" Ally stopped as she eyes the brunette boy in front of her house. So maybe she did just kiss Austin and had a teeny bit crush for the blond, but that doesn't mean she stopped crushing on Dallas. "You need anything?" she asked nervously.

"Yeah, actually yes," Dallas walked closer towards Ally, rubbing her cheek.

"Ally – would you like to be my girlfriend?"

Austin's phone vibrated in the middle of the night, waking him up from his dream about Ally. He smiled at himself, and reached out for his phone. There was a missed call from Ally:

"Hey, Austin," Ally greeted him nervously. "Dallas asked me to be his girlfriend." His breath hitched, waiting for her answer.

"And I said yes."

His world shattered to pieces.

AN: Ha-ha! You must really hate Ally and me at this moment! You must've think Ally was the girlfriend of Austin, right? Well, not yet! This is going to be the last update (I suspected) in a few days. The song is called This is My Paradise by Bridgit Mendler. I'm going to have exams for the next couple of days until next week... uh, I don't think I'll remember everything about transformation in maths, and algebra, and don't mention the javanese test I have, and a few other ones like Social Geography ... wish me luck!