A/N: Hello all. :) Thanks for all the support! I am trying to update frequently but I just started a new semester of school and I have a feeling my homework load will be heavy, so bear with me! Haha, enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Austin & Ally, nor am I associated with Austin & Ally.

Trish looks at me curiously before turning towards the direction I was looking. Realization dawns on her face. "Is that the guy?" She hisses quietly, and I nod my head miserably as he finishes his walk to our table, the redhead right behind him. He actually has the decency to slide into the booth beside me, scooting me over. Trish looks appalled, and the redhead just stands by the table looking awkward.

"I'm afraid I never caught your name, love?" The blonde says, tearing a piece of the crust off my sandwich and eating it. Realization sparks in the redhead's eyes, I suppose this idiot told him about me.

I push the blonde out of my booth and scoot back into place. "If I'm being honest, I don't think you even deserve her name, much less her phone number!" Trish snaps, surprising me as well as the boys.

The redhead clears his throat and speaks up. "Um... I'm gonna go find us a table, Austin." He says before scurrying away. So, Austin is his name, huh?

I'm a bit taken aback when Austin frowns and runs a hand through his hair, saying, "Listen, I know I seem really rude and... Well, awful as you put it earlier. It's just that... Girl's usually aren't this hard to get for me and I find you kind of... Different."

I scoff. "Well, I'm not easy."

He rolls his eyes. "I can tell... I like that about you, though. So, may I, please, have your name and number?"

He pulls his phone out of his pocket and holds it out for me, I look at Trish for approval. She seems unsure, but shrugs slowly. I take the phone from his hand, and enter my number in as a new contact along with the name "Ally". I hand his phone back, and he smiles, observing the new addition to his contacts list before saying, "I'll see you around, Ally." and going to find the redhead.

I stare at Trish a moment before saying, "Did I really just do that?"

She laughs and takes the last bite of her sandwich. "Yeah, you did. Maybe he's not as rude and awful as he came off as, but wow, he was as bad as you said! Did you see him?!"

I laugh. "Yeah! I can't believe he tried to sit here and eat some of my food! I don't see what's so great about him..." I admit.

She shrugs. "Well, he is pretty cute. I wonder if he's a freshman?"

I wonder the same thing. To be honest, I didn't really know a thing about this boy besides the fact that he was obviously a player. I was not at all interested in him whatsoever, first of all he wasn't my type. He was probably one of those guys who would go party any day of the week... Okay maybe I shouldn't say that, it's wrong to judge people. However, it's definitely a given that he's a player. He made it obvious when he continued to infer that he got girls pretty easily. Well, news flash, buddy... I have high standards. I've only dated one boy in my life, and his name was Elliot. I met him at a crafts camp when I was little, but we lived far away from each other and didn't get to meet up a whole lot, so we decided to break up about two years ago. He was also my first kiss, and only kiss for that matter. I still talk to him every now and then but he's just a really good friend.

We get the check and pay before leaving. I see Austin wave at us out of the corner of my eye, but I act like I don't see it. We get back to our dorm shortly after and change into pajamas before watching some television, Trish is soon asleep, but I'm restless. My mind is swimming with the events of today. Though I really am not into Austin, I can't seem to get my mind off of him... He intrigues me, I guess. Why was he so persistent of getting my number, when he could have easily brushed me off and went and found another girl easily enough? He said he liked that I wasn't easy, so is it just the chase that he likes? I've never really met a guy quite like him, and definitely never met a guy that thought I was worth the chase. In high school all the guys thought I was some music-crazed nerd... Well, I kind of am, but you get the point. I wonder how his mind works?

My phone vibrates on my nightstand. I reach for it absentmindedly, still lost in my thoughts, and read the screen. New text message from an unknown number... Confused, I read it:

hang out 2morrow? :)

Austin, of course... Should have known.

Idk... I mean you're kind of a stranger.

He is a fast replier, which is conveinent because my eyelids are beginning to droop from drowsiness... Even though his texting language is beyond annoying.

isnt that kinda the point of hanging out? 2 get 2 know each other better...?

I roll my eyes. He was even rude over text.

I guess you have a fair point. I have classes, though... We can meet up in the afternoon. When & where?

I guess he put some thought into his reply because it took him a few minutes to answer.

i have classes 2, we can meet at 5 for starbucks since i know u like it.

I'm confused for a second before I realize that he saw me drinking Starbucks today while I was desprately trying to get away from him... And now he's texting me. Way to go, Ally.

That will work. See you then.

He replies with a simple:

:)

I wonder, what have I gotten myself into? Not a love interest, obviously. I know I should be trying to make friends in college, but Trish is enough for me. Maybe, just maybe, I could find a friend in Austin... If he didn't try to get in my pants or something crazy, that is. I push the thought to the back of my mind as I finally drift off to sleep.

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