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Ally's POV
Dear songbook,

It's happening again.

I have been having some weird feelings lately. It's been a week since Dallas and I broke up. I've been spending loads of time with Tasha and Austin. We've written songs and gone to the beach and done loads of other fun stuff. Even then, it was going on, although I'm not sure what it is, but I remember the first time I noticed it.

Austin was teaching me how to surf. I don't know what triggered it, but the moment he touched my waist, it happened. All of these butterflies started a rampage in my stomach and I started blushing crazily. Subsequently I had noticed how cute he looked with his drops of water in his hair and how his smile brightened up his face... I've always known that Austin was a good-looking guy but I'd never really... appreciated it before. I remember the way his hands moved down to my hips, the way his toned chest felt against my back and the way he whispered in my ear.

More importantly, the way we almost kissed, again. Since that day, I've been daydreaming about him more. He even appears in my dreams.

Trish says it's because I like him. I'll admit, the first time we met, I did have a slight crush on him. But then he acted like a jerk and that crush disappeared. Well, at least I thought it had. Now, though, it seems like more than just a silly little crush. It's like I like him. Like-like, not friend like. But is that wrong? Is it wrong that I want to be held in his strong arms? I've felt like this for quite a while now (five days, three hours and twelve minutes) but... As much as I want to be with him, I'm also dreading it. Why?

I'm going back to Miami in three weeks.

I can only hope that things will work themselves out for the better. Oh, and I went to visit gram yesterday. I wish I could say she's doing better, but I don't know. She didn't look like it but she acted like it. Oh, gram...

And another thing that's been bugging me lately: the secret between Austin, Tasha and Ross. Every time I asked one of them, they would deny it. Well, Tasha said she didn't have anything to do with Austin but I knew she was still hiding something. I'm going to find out what they're keeping or my name isn't Allyson Dawson!

I sighed as I put down my pen. I had actually stopped writing the entry a few minutes ago. I was doodling hearts in the corners and scribbling over Dallas' name in the past entries. I can't help it, really. I really dislike that guy I can't believe I actually liked him. Dallas was – sorry - is a jerk. My dad had a long talk with his parents and I'm pretty sure their lawyer. Whatever, I actually don't care what happens to Dallas right now, I just... Sorry, but why do I feel someone breathing down my neck?

I slammed my book shut and turned around to find Austin staring down at me with interest. "Austin! Don't read my book!"

He smiled slightly, "doesn't worry, I only saw the last four paragraphs." I gaped at him before I whacked his shoulder with my book. Now he knows that I have a crush on him. Well, someone, since I didn't actually mention his name. But Austin isn't an idiot; he's got to know something. I think I made it pretty obvious.

He walked around the couch and sat down next to me, "so, who is the guy you like?" Hmm, I guess it wasn't that obvious.

"No one," I said, blushing slightly, "what are you doing here anyway?"

"I wanted to see if you want to come to this Dez's house. He's throwing a party." My heart thumped within my chest. Austin was asking me to go with him to a party? Me?

Then again, that doesn't necessarily make it a date. Whatever, I'm still going anyway!

"You can bring Tasha, too," he said, shattering my chances of being alone with him for one night. Oh well, Tasha's still really fun so it's not much of a loss.

"Sure," I said, "what time does it start?"

"I'll pick you guys up at eight," he said with a million dollar smile. My heart melted at that smile.

"Hey guys!" Tasha said as she walked into the lounge, "what's up?"

"Want to come to a party?" Austin asked, putting his attention on her. Tasha looked thoughtful, "okay, sure! What time?"

"Eight."

"In the evening?" She asked. He nodded. Her smile dropped, "sorry, I can't come."

"why?" I asked in curiosity. Austin and I watched as she hastily stood up from her seat, "I have something to do tonight." Austin rolled his eyes, "that's exactly what Ross said. What are you two hiding?" I whipped my head to him, "wait, you're not in on it?"

"No!" He said exasperated. Tasha tried to leave the room, but Austin pulled the back of her shirt, making her fall backwards next to him on the couch.

"What is the secret?" I asked. Tasha huffed, "everyone has his own agenda." Then, she got up and left.

"What does that mean?" Austin asked, confused. I sighed, "She's not going to tell us."

Austin stood up, "okay, whatever. See you later tonight." I nodded at him with a sigh. I hated how he was always on my mind, how I always thought about him all the time... I smiled slightly recalling the new song that I had been writing. It was called 'Not a Love Song' and was inspired by Austin when he told me he hated love songs. Well, and my little dilemma. The thing is, since Dallas and I broke up I had been having lots of inspiration for songs and loads of strange dreams concerning Austin. I felt my cheeks burn at this thought. How could I be crushing on him now that we're friends? It could ruin our friendship!

Despite the fact that Trish kept telling me that I'd end up with him, I still think she's wrong. Even if we start dating, Tasha wouldn't be happy because even though they were friends, she still hadn't gone over her slight hatred towards him. I sighed and shook my head. Now, what was I talking about before Austin interrupted my thoughts? Oh yeah, the inspiration. I was actually writing another song, inspired by Dallas. It was called 'Part of Me'. I didn't even notice that I was singing some of the lyrics out loud until Sonya commented.

"Yikes, was that a cat screeching?" She said with a wince. I rolled my eyes at her, biting back an insult. As dad always said, kill 'em with kindness!

I remember once in the fourth grade, dad had a really old van. Its exhaust pipe always puffed up green smoke and it made such a loud noise whenever it was driven. It was beaten up and usually wouldn't start, but dad didn't care. When he drove me to school one morning, it momentarily stopped working in the middle of the road. Although people were yelling cuss words at him, he just turned around all jolly and yelled, "has a great day, too!" Thank goodness he got a real car after he got that raise.

"Hi Sonya," I said in my most pleasant voice, "what's up?"

Sonya stared at me, "don't act stupid," she snapped at me. She bent down so that she was staring at me, "I know what you're up to, and I don't like it."

"What?"

"You're trying to steal my popularity!" She said, "But you will never do that, because you will always be a loser here in Spain and back in China." Oh, to heck with the kindness!

"I'm from America!" I said, throwing my hands up in the air, "and why would I steal your popularity, you don't have any!" Sonya stared at me, shocked. I was pretty surprised myself; I normally wouldn't say anything like that.

"Look who's talking, I'm not the one who has that fat troll for a friend!" She sneered. I narrowed my eyes at her, "do not talk about Trish that way, you-"

"Girls?" My mom said as she walked in, "is everything alright?" I just scowled at Sonya before marching out of the room. I walked to the music room, wanting to be alone for just a second. Just as I was opening the door, I heard two voices talking. Tasha was on the phone.

"...yeah, I'll be there... Don't worry; I got the CD when she was out... Yeah, yeah, I know. Okay, call you later. Bye." She hung up. Just as she was opening the door, I quickly hid behind a wall. She walked past me and disappeared behind a corner. I walked into the music room, my anger forgotten.

What had she been talking about? I wondered as I opened my songbook. And who had she been talking to?

More importantly, why doesn't she trust me?

"Girl, you look great!" Trish said to me later on. I smiled to my friend, "Trish, we're talking on the phone, you can't see me!" I could almost hear Trish rolling her eyes at me, "you're wearing what I told you to, right?" I looked down at my outfit: a pair of jean short – shorts and a turquoise top with a low V-neck. I looked again in the mirror, an eyebrow raised.

"I don't know... It's not me... I don't think I can pull it off," I said to Trish. Trish sighed, "Ally, I got you that top for a reason! I did not sneak it into your suitcase for nothing!"

"So it was you, I knew it!"

"Not the time," she said, stopping me from ranting, "it looks great on you, even the assistant in the shop said so!" I rolled my eyes slightly, remembering the day Trish and I went shopping for my birthday.

"Maybe she was just being polite!" I heard a knock on the door, so I went to see who it was. Trish scoffed, becoming irritated by the sound of it.

"Ally, you have to learn to accept yourself, I mean seriously! You can't..." I had stopped listening to Trish as I stared at Austin. He looked quite surprised, because he was staring back. I blushed with embarrassment. Great, he probably thinks I'm trying to be like Sonya. Trish had better watch out, because I swear I'll...

"You look... wow," he stood there, staring at me. I felt my cheeks turn crimson with embarrassment. I looked down, "That's it I am changing." Just as I turned around to enter my closet, Austin grabbed my wrist.

"I meant that in a good way," he said, smiling with amusement at me. I looked down again, "Oh... thanks."

"You're welcome," he said, "Now come on, we have a party to go to."

As we walked through Dez's house, I could hear the loud, thumping music. Inside, teenagers were everywhere, most of them drunk. I frowned slightly, I hadn't known there would be alcohol at the party! Then again, what did I expect? It was a party for teenagers anyway. Dez suddenly popped up from behind us.

"Hey guys!" he slurred, swaying slightly, "Well –hic- come! Oh wait, Ally's not a guy!" he exclaimed, laughing slightly, "she has too much heir..."

Austin raised his eyebrows, "Don't you mean hair?" Dez nodded, hiccupping again before he stumbled away. I sighed, oh Dez. There's no helping him.

"Hey, maybe we shouldn't lose each other since..." I turned around, looking for Austin but he was gone. I sighed in irritation, really?

"Looks like I'm on my own now," I said as I walked through the packed house. I walked, dodging drunken teenagers who were either dancing to the loud music or lying on the floor passed out. I made it to the lounge, where the source of the music was coming from. The couches had been pushed out of the way to make a dance floor for everyone. I sighed, sitting on the couch. This was not how I expected my first party to be like. Austin had ditched me when he was the one who had invited me! What type of friend was he?

I sighed again, pulling out my phone from my pocket. I had a text from Trish: hey, hwz the party? Wish i wer there! :D

I smiled as I replied. While I was texting someone sat beside me. I looked up.

Sonya.

My smile dropped when I saw her. She smiled at me, though, putting her arm around my shoulders, "Ally! What are you doing here?"

"Austin invited me," I responded, shrugging her arm off. "Mm, that wasn't very nice of him to ditch you. Wanna hang out with me?"

I stared at her, "Are you drunk?" Sonya rolled her eyes at me, "No I'm not. Hey, want a soda?"

This is a trap. Say no! Whatever you do, say NO!

"Uh... okay?" I'm an idiot.

She smiled brightly and handed me a glass of Coke. I raised my eyebrow at her, when did she get this? I don't remember her bringing anything when she sat.

Exactly, a little voice in my head told me, it's probably voodoo! Don't drink it! I rolled my eyes at myself. Voodoo, really? How absurd. I decided to take a small sip, just in case...

The Coke, I noticed, tasted even better than I remembered. I took a bigger sip and before I knew it, the glass was empty. My head started spinning, making all my surroundings look slightly blurry. The glass slipped through my fingers but I didn't care. Sonya took my hand, smiling wider, "Let's go dance!"

"Yeah!" I said with enthusiasm. Sonya led me to the dance floor and we started dancing. For the first time, I actually danced and I wasn't terrible! My hips swayed to the beat whilst I waved my arms into the air. The room no longer seemed so dark and boring. It was now bright and colourful. Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around my waist. Wait, now there's three! Ha ha, three. Three! THR-EE! ThReE. T.H.R.E.E. It's a funny word! I laughed out loud and turned around, seeing Austin.

I smiled brightly at him, "hiya Austin! Hey, don't you wanna dance wit me?" I said to him as I wriggled to break free from his strong grip. He glared at Sonya, "What the fuck did you do to her?" Sonya shrugged – haha, shrugged – and said, "Nothing!"

"She's drunk," he said, "what the heck is wrong with you?" Sonya rolled her eyes at him and walked away from us. Suddenly, I felt angry with Austin. "Whattaya doing?"

Austin looked at me in surprise, "What the hell are you talking about? Look, maybe I should take you home..." I stepped away from him, "No! You... you left me alone! And I was really sad!" Then, I ran away from him. I ran past everyone and out of the house. Outside, water was falling on me. I giggled before running again. I ran and ran until I came to a park and sat on the ground. I sighed and looked up at the dark sky.

"Don't worry sky!" I said to the clouds, "Stop crying, I'm okay now! Ooh, look, a LEAF!" I said, feeling excited. I grabbed the smooth leaf and hugged it close to my chest, "Imma name you Rocky!" I sat there playing with Rocky until Austin came again. He was also wet, like me!

"Ally, we have to go now," he said, making me stand up. I pulled away from him, "No! Leave me and Rocky alone! It's your fault the sky is crying!" Austin stared at me, "What the f... You know what, we're leaving, now." He picked me up.

"No! Let me go! Wait, I left Rocky! I want Rocky!" I yelled, hitting Austin.

"Oh for the love of... fine!" He reached down and took Rocky and gave him to me. I smiled happily, "Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" I grabbed his face and kissed him hard. He stopped walking. "What was that for?" I snuggled closer to him, "I like you," I whispered before falling asleep.

I woke up with a groan. I didn't remember getting into bed last night... What happened? My head started pounding slightly as the memories came flooding back. Trish, the party, Sonya, Rocky... I winced, "I am never drinking again..."

"You'd better not," Austin said to me. I gasped, what was he doing in my bed? I turned around, and saw him staring at me with those warm brown eyes of his. That's when I realised, I wasn't in my bed. Please don't tell me...

I looked under the blankets and sighed in relief, I was clothed. Austin chuckled, "Did you really think I'd do that to you?" I blushed slightly.

"No, sorry..."

"It's all right."

"Was I too much trouble last night?" Austin shook his head, "Nope. Although you were kind of annoying, but I didn't mind the kiss." My jaw dropped, "Kiss?"

Austin smiled, "You don't remember that? You also confessed that you liked me, although I already knew that." My head started hurting, making me wince in pain. Austin got up from bed, "Hold on, I'll go get some Aspirin."

I watched Austin leave his room before I sighed. I couldn't help but smile slightly as I touched my lips. I can't believe we kissed and I didn't remember it! What did that mean? Were we together? Wait... wasn't he kissing that other girl just last week when we were at the park? Did that mean he cheated on her? I sighed, feeling a headache coming on. I sat up, only to realise I wasn't wearing my own clothes.

Oh no, where were mine? Did Austin seriously undress me? What is his problem? Just then, Austin returned with a glass of water and some pills.

"Here you go," he said, handing them to me. I smiled somewhat gratefully as I took the medicine.

"Austin," I started when I had finished my glass of water, "where are my clothes?" He pointed to a soggy pile that sat in a corner, "There. Don't look at me like that, I woke you up and you dressed yourself! Jeez..."

I relaxed a bit, "Oh, sorry."

"It's okay, I get where you're coming from."

I played with my fingers before another thought came to my head, "Oh my gosh, my parents!" I jumped out of the warm bed and grabbed my clothes. "Hold on," Austin said, "Don't forget your stupid boyfriend," he motioned to a leaf that sat on the couch. I giggled and took Rocky. A leaf named Rocky... I think like Dez when I'm drunk...

Austin followed me out of the room to his balcony. I had left my window open, luckily. Before I climbed into my room, Austin grabbed me and kissed me. I kissed back, my arms snaking around his neck. Austin tilted his head, deepening the kiss. I moaned slightly, making him smile into the kiss. Then, I broke the kiss. Austin smiled slightly, "I'll see you later," he whispered. I nodded and climbed back into my room.

"I'm telling you, Ally's not in there. She was drunk at the party and then did shady stuff with Austin," Sonya's voice said from the other side of the door. Quickly I jumped into bed and hid under the covers, pretending to be asleep. The door opened and some feet walked in.

"See, Sonya, she's been here the whole time," my dad said to Sonya. I heard my mom sigh in annoyance, "Honestly Sonya, it's too early to this junk. I'm going back to bed."

"We'll talk about this later," Uncle Diego said sternly. I almost snickered under my covers. When they left, I sighed and got up from bed. My lips were still tingling from that kiss I shared with Austin.

We are really going to have to talk about this.

Well, there you have it! Sorry if the end is a little rushed, though. I hope you guys liked this chapter!

Sammie :)