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Mason sat at the piano trying to make sense of what had just happened, and he heard a small cough at the door. He looked up. "Hannah!" He said, standing up real fast.
Hannah didn't say anything. Just slowly walked into the room and sat on the couch.
"Did.. Did you see that?" Mason asked.
She nodded.
"Look Hannah.. I'm really.."
"I don't blame you. Or Monica." Hannah finally spoke up.
Mason went and sat by her. "You don't?"
"It was unfair of me to put her in that situation. It was obvious how much she likes you."
"You knew she liked me?" Mason asked.
Hannah nodded. "Yeah.."
"Well if you knew, why did you date me?"
"I don't know... I liked you too. Monica gets whatever she wants. All she has to do is bat her eyelashes and whatever she wants gets handed to her. When we were little, her parents traveled alot, she had a lot of nannies."
"Yeah.. I remember her nannies. She made it like a game to see how quickly she could get them to quit." Mason smiled, thinking of the many times she had helped in these little games.
"Yeah, but since her parents were so famous, no one really ever wanted to quit, or get fired. So they did every little thing she wanted."
"She never acted like one of those bratty little kids who had famous parents when she was with me." Mason said.
"Me neither. It was just for attention. She hated how often her parents were gone. I remember once I caught her sitting on her parents bed crying. When I asked her about it she wiped her tears away and got up stomping her feet yelling at the nanny to get her ice cream."Hannah said. "But anyways, I remember once, when one nanny took us to the toy store. There was this doll that weeks ago my mom had refused to buy me because it was so expensive. Monica stomped her feet and threw things off the shelves until the nanny agreed to buy it for her."
She looked up at Mason.
"I remember how mad I was. Just because her parents were Austin & Ally, she always had whatever she wanted handed to her. Then we got older and she got prettier. I remember people always saying, 'You are so beautiful, the boys will be all over you.' Or, 'Gosh look at Austin and Ally's daughter, she is just gorgeous!' I always got so jealous, because people would look right past me to her."
"Hannah, you are beautiful, and if the circumstances were different..."
Hannah smiled at him. "Thank you. When I saw the way she looked at you, I had to have you. I had to show her that she couldn't always get whatever she wanted... That I could get things too."
"Hannah.."
"I realised how I sounded like the bratty stuck up daughter of famous parents... She is an amazing person Mason, and so are you. You guys deserve each other. I'm really sorry I've kept you from her."
"Thats really nice of you to say Hannah. You ARE a nice person, and you're very beautiful. You'll find someone even better than me some day."
"Thanks Mason.." She stood up. "Now go get your girl!"
Mason looked down at his hands. "What if she hates me now? How am I supposed to get her to see how much she really means to me?"
"Your a smart boy." She smiled at him. "You'll figure something out." She waved at him, and then left.
Mason stood up from the couch. He began to pace. He just HAD to get Monica back. He walked over to the piano and ran his hand over the keys.
Mason looked up at the 'Austin & Ally' surrounded by the heart, and traced over the letters with his finger.
Masons head shot up. He had an idea.
He quickly pulled out his phone and punched in a few number, he put it to his ear and listened. "Hello? Trish?"
