I'm back, second day in a row(: Thank goodness! Just as a warning, I won't be update through December 26-January 2nd. I'm going to Iowa...
Truth be told, Austin could care less about this girl he was dancing with. She was annoying, and generally smelled like fish. He decided to keep dancing with her though, he wasn't one to hurt someone's feelings. The sun had just set, and the ship was dark, except for the disco ball and blue lights they had hung around the deck. The girl's head turned at the calling of her name. Chelsea? It seemed like a fitting name for the fish girl.
Chelsea quickly walked toward the general area her name had been called from. Austin walked over to the snack stands and looked for something that seemed appetizing. He hadn't grown too accustomed to the actual seafood on this ship, and he definitely wanted something he was used to. His eyes scanned the table, but only found small octopuses and fish. Little sandwiches sat on a tray, but just from the smell, Austin could tell he didn't want to eat them.
Once he gave up his hunt for food, he walked around the ship. The salty breeze felt good, but didn't fill the hole he had. He wasn't quite sure what he needed to fill it.
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After having several people bump into her, Ally decided she needed some space. She walked up to the mini-golf course, where her only company was an elderly couple that didn't much mind to her. They just continued their game of put put.
Ally sat on a stone and put her head in her left hand. With her right, she drew invisible patterns in the fake grass. The stars drifted in the sky, and cast their eery reflection back down to the water. The lapping sound of the sea against the ship could faintly be heard over the music below.
Deep thoughts ran through Ally's head as she drew her patterns that eventually turned into words. A name, actually.
Austin Moon.
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I got all dressed up, and I'm not even enjoying myself. Why can't I just have fun? Austin shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his suit pants. The gentle breeze tossled his hair in a soft wind-swept look, and made his squint his eyes. He saw Riker moving stealthily toward the golf course, and only prayed his mind wasn't set on something like girls.
...
Ally jumped when the hand landed on her shoulder. She turned around to see Riker staring into her eyes.
More like her soul, actually.
"H-hey, Riker," She stuttered.
"I'm sorry," Riker aplogized. "Did I scare you?"
"Not at all," Ally lied through her teeth.
"Alright," Riker took a seat beside her.
"You having fun?" Ally asked, returning to drawing her shapes in the grass. Austin Moon.
"Now that I'm up here, I am," Riker said flirtatiously. Ally couldn't help but blush, and then blush even more when she realized she was blushing.
"Hey, Riker?" She asked.
"Hmm?"
"What are we?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know, since the kiss?" Ally managed to choke out. "What does this make us?"
"What do you want it to make us?" Riker asked, nudging her shoulder with his. (1)
"I'm not sure..."
"How about we go to dinner tomorrow?" Riker offered. "If you feel sparks, we're together."
"Alright," Ally agreed.
...
Austin had just happened to be walking when he heard Riker and Ally talking. The kiss? Is that what happened when we left her room earlier? He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. His breath flew up into his hair, making it jump. What if she feels something? Am I going to have to see her everyday? Wait...after we get off the ship, he won't be able to see her! But, that'll also mean my chances with her are ruined...
Austin inwardly sighed as he pushed off the wall, only to collide with someone in front of him. He looked down to see a girl with ginger hair, bright blue eyes, and beautiful perfectly pink lips. "Sorry," He mumbled.
"Don't mention it," The girl said, then stuck out her hand. "Scarlett, but my friends call me Arlie."
Austin grabbed her hand. "Austin, but my friends call me Austin."
Arlie punched him playfully in the shoulder. "You aren't half bad, kid."
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Ally paced the length of her room. Her father had returned, not saying a word to her, and gotten into the shower. She was glad, because he still reeked of alcohol.
She was going on a date with Riker tomorrow, but why wasn't she excited?
Perhaps she just didn't want romance on her vacation.
Perhaps she was worried it would go wrong.
Perhaps it was because she had seen Austin with yet another girl.
Ohhh... so? Who's Arlie? How is she gonna play into the story?
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I'm soooo happy I'm updating quickly again. Another idea for a story just popped into my head, and I'm already writing the first chapter, but I won't get that story started until I finish this one.
Therefore, I'm sorry to say that "Is There Hope" will not have a sequel):