Authors Note: Thank you all for your reviews, they make my day! Last chapter someone asked if Ally liked Dallas; she kind of has a crush on him. He's popular and cute, who wouldn't be excited nervous about it? She sort of had a crush on him, but there first date didn't go so well so she's kind of iffy about it. Just wanted to clarify that, I do not own Austin & Ally. Enjoy. (:
-Caitlin
The rest of the week flew by. Austin and I didn't talk, a smile in the hallway but that's it. Oh well, my mind was a little preoccupied with other thoughts. I honestly didn't think much about going to the party with Dallas until I talked to Trish about it. She said that the second date is more difficult than the first, which I don't really get, but whatever. So when Friday rolled around, I was quite nervous when Trish came up to me and bombarded me with questions.
"Are you excited? Are you nervous? This is HUGE! The second date, I'm so proud of you. What are you going to wear? You can't wear anything in you're closer. Is he picking you up or are you meeting there?" Trish asked all in one breath. I looked at her wide-eyed and told her to breath. Trish didn't get out much…
"I think were meeting there; but I'm not sure. I'll ask him when I'm at work. I already have an outfit picked out." I stated as we walked towards homeroom. Trish seemed a little let down by my non-enthusiastic response but she let it slide. We sat down in our usual seats and started chitchatting about the party. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a mop of brown hair sit down next to me. I turned my head and smiled at him.
"Are you excited about the party? I hear it's supposed to be epic." Dallas commented and flipped the bangs out of his face.
"Yeah." I respond shortly and give him a small smile.
"I'll see you there; I'm going to be a little late because I have to help my little sister with her project for school." Dallas explained and I perked up at the mention of his little sister.
"Aww, that's so sweet. How old is she?" I asked interestedly, somebody walked between us to get to the back of the class; I didn't realized how close Dallas and I were. I looked up to see who interrupted us and met those pretty brown eyes. I smiled at him. He looked at us and then did a double take, he looked a tad confused and surprised.
"Hi Austin." I smiled at him and he met my gaze.
"Hey Ally." He returned with a warm smile and walked to the back of the class. Dallas immediately started our conversation up again.
"She's seven, she has to do a model of the solar system. They're learning the names of the planets. It's basically Styrofoam balls painted and stuck on toothpicks in a shoebox. It's no big deal." Dallas replied.
"That's such a cute age! I always wanted a little sibling; I only have an older brother." I replied and I noticed that Austin was looking at us with an odd expression on his face; huh, weird.
"I have a younger sister and brother, she's seven and he's five. I have an older sister; she's twenty." Dallas informed me.
"What are their names?" I asked; I absolutely loved little kids.
"Tara is seven and Brad is five, and Diane is twenty." Dallas smiled at my interest in his family. I didn't get to respond because the teacher came in. I turned forward in my seat and listened to the teacher. Again, I noticed a certain blonde that was still looking at us. I met his gaze and he Austin held it for a second before turning around. Weird.
Later that day I worked my shift at Sonic Boom and I was helping this old lady find a birthday present for her grandson. I asked her what he liked to play and she said with dolls. Awkward. I showed her a selection of items and she settled on the last one, which was harmonica. After a good half hour with the old lady she finally left and there were only two customers left in the store who were doing their own thing. I Walked up to the counter and started talking to Justin. After a few minutes someone tapped my shoulder and I turned around.
"Do you have any guit- Ally?" Austin asked, as he looked u from putting his phone away.
"Hey Austin." I smiled at him.
"You work here? That's so cool." Austin smiled at me and shoved his hands in his pockets and flipped his hair.
"Yeah, my dad owns the store. I've worked here for about four or five years." I informed him without reason; he didn't ask to know about my whole work history.
"That's awesome! I wish I could work in a place like this; I would love to be surrounded by instruments all day." He commented.
"This job has its perks, do you play an instrument?" I asked, of coarse he does, that's why he came in.
"I don't just play an instrument I play all instruments," Austin said smirked and moved around the room to show me. "I play drums," He illustrated a sick beat on the drums and moved to guitars. "And guitar," Austin played an amazing song that I haven't heard. "Let's not forget about the piano," He played the piano with a set of skills that hardly anyone has. "I can even play a trumpet through a trumpet." Austin demonstrated, I must say I'm really impressed. Austin made his way back to where I stood wearing a satisfied smirk.
"That was impressive and all; but did you miss the seven 'Do not play instruments' signs?" I asked teasingly.
"Oops. Oh well, are you going to party tonight?" Austin pretended to not know about the signs but I couldn't bring myself to be mad at him. I smile and nod my head.
"Yeah, Dallas invited me." I tell Austin and his face fell a little and the atmosphere shifted a little, it quickly became uncomfortable.
"Oh, well, I'll see you at the party then." Austin replied and started for the door.
"Austin wait," I hollered after him, he turned around and looked at me curiously. "Did you need something? You probably came in here for a reason. Not just to talk to me, you didn't even know that I worked here. You were going to ask a question before you got distracted." I replied rambling. That's odd; I only ramble when I'm nervous, and Austin isn't making me nervous.
"Oh yeah, I'm looking for guitar cases. I need one for my acoustic." He replied and walked back over to me. I lead him to wear we keep the cases and he picked one out. I sent him over to Justin so he could check out. Soon it was time to close up shop, I was wiping down the counter when Justin started talking to me.
"So, what's up with you and that Austin kid?" Justin asked suspiciously. I looked at him confused.
"We're friends, sort of. We've had like two conversations." I replied and went back to wiping down the counter.
"You sure? He looked like he was into you." Justin said with a bit of frustration. Justin was really protective of me; he thought that since I didn't have a mom growing up, I would turn out wrong. That since I didn't have a role model, I would make bad decisions. Any guy that would look at me, Justin thought they would try and steal my innocents. I sighed.
"Yes, I'm sure. Besides he has a girlfriend." I told him before I walked off.
Later that night, after I got ready, I was looking at myself in the mirror. I have to admit, I looked good. I wore this black dress with a floral print on it that had lace sleeves and it hugged my curves perfectly. I matched it with a dark brown belt and brown three-inch ankle boots. I added a vest and necklace to complete the look. I lightly put black eyeliner on to make my eyes look big and added mascara and red lipstick. i must say, I looked pretty darn good. I felt better about myself, more self-confident. I felt ready for my first big party. I had a tiny smile on my face when I heard Trish honk her horn in the front.
I am so ready for this.
