Hi!
So I just want to start off by saying I'm sorry for not writing in a while. I have been really busy with school work recently, and my whole life as just been crazy. I usually like to write a chapter every few days, so I will try to keep up with that again. But I am really excited to be back writing this story for all you wonderful people. I adore hearing from you and what you think! It makes me a very happy writer. And you know what they say: a happy writer is a good writer. Just kidding, I have no idea if anyone says that. In this chapter we get some music! I chose one of my favorite songs, Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls. The music is one of my favorite parts about Austin & Ally.
So, I'm kind of blabbing. Remember to comment, follow and review! Thanks so much again to all of you loyal readers!
Yours Always,
Undercover Dreamer
P.S. The writing that is in just Italics is lyrics. The writing that is in Bold and Italics is 'Ally thoughts'. Just wanted to make sure you all knew that.
Disclaimer: Guess what? I don't own Austin & Ally. Or Iris (The Goo Goo Dolls already have that genius piece of music claimed as their own).
After a delicious breakfast of pancakes (recommended by Dez), I was on my way to the first class that I had chosen: music. I stopped by the cabin to pick up my songbook, and then headed across the camp towards the short music building that sat in the far end of the woods. On my way I jotted down some lyrics, thinking about everything that last night and this morning. Before I knew it I had a whole song, it and it had only taken ten minutes. That had to be a new record.
When I arrived at my destination campers were filtering into the cabin a couple of people at a time, all smiling and laughing. As I opened the door I felt a blast of air conditioning hit my face and send my chocolate hair flying behind me. I smiled at the familiarity of the room I stepped into. There were guitars lining the walls, a couple of pianos and from what I could see a private practice room nestled in the back corner. I zeroed in on the quiet privacy of the space and quickly made my way over in hopes to get there before anyone else. I was so focused on my task that I didn't even notice that someone was saying my name until I felt a hand wrap around my arm.
"Ally!" The voice repeated. I whipped around, ready to tell them that I was on a mission that needed to be finished as soon as possible.
"Oh," I sighed with a smile, "Hey Cassidy."
"I didn't know you were into music." Cassidy was grinning just as enthusiastically as usual.
"Uh, yeah." I was inching backward, my eyes flicking to the room that was thankfully still empty.
"You are going to love the music program here. They give you tons of time to work on your own music and help if you need it."
"Awesome." I gave her a short smile, still backing away to the door. "Well it was great talking to you. Bye."
"Oh, uh…bye…Ally." Cassidy gave me a look that told me she thought I was crazy. But I was already running off to the space that I had already claimed as MINE. I could see a girl with bright red hair heading in that direction, but I cut her off the moment I got there.
"Oh, did you want this room?" I stood in the doorframe, my arms up blocking her entrance. "Sorry, I already signed up to use it."
Okay, so it was maybe a little bit of a lie, but I really needed my own space for practicing.
"Whatever." The girl rolled her eyes and walked off to talk to one of her friends.
I let out a sigh of relief and shut the door. The area was tiny, but in a cozy and comfortable way. There was a small blue sofa in one corner, with a tall window above it. My eyes traveled to the best part of the room, the piano. It wasn't anything special, just a standard brown upright. But my face lit up at the sight and I jumped onto the bench. I threw my songbook on top as I settled into the setting. I carefully touched the keys, pausing for a moment. Then I started playing.
It wasn't any song in particular, just everything I was feeling. I closed my eyes and let my mind go blank. I played everything that happened in the past couple days. I just let it all out, knowing exactly where my fingers needed to be to play every note perfectly. The song would change from slow and heavy to light and bouncy in a smooth transition. I smiled to myself, stuck in a trance that only music can put me in. Then, as the song slowly ended, I opened my eyes and blinked a few times.
"Wow." A mystery person stated bluntly behind me.
I let out a loud scream and practically jumped out of my seat. I turned around to see Austin leaning against the closed door, a bemused smirk across his face.
"What are you doing in here?" I clutched at my racing heart, glaring at him furiously.
"Hey, calm down." He motioned for me to settle down and took a few steps toward me. "I was checking to see if the room was taken. When I opened the door I heard you playing and I just…wanted to hear more. You're kind of amazing, you know."
Austin added a smile to the end of his phrase. I was so thrown off by his charm that I almost forgot about his invading my privacy and scaring me. Almost.
"You can't just go around scaring people to death like that. I almost had a heart attack. And you shouldn't sneak up on people and listen to them play without letting them know you're there, because they might have horrible stage fright," I added, "Or something."
"Well," He slid onto the bench beside me, "If that person is half as talented as you are, any crowd would love them. They would be crazy not to."
I looked at him out of the corner of my eye, a small smile cracking my shell of anger. I leaned into his shoulder, nudging him lightly.
"So, do you write music?" My head snapped up as I saw him reach for my song book. On reflex, I quickly slapped his hand away, grabbed my book and pulled it to my stomach. I wrapped my arms around it tightly and gave him yet another scowl.
"Don't touch my book. Ever. "
Austin let out a nerves laugh.
"Alright, I won't." I relaxed a little at his words, and then suddenly he said, "But why not?"
I let out a giggle. He sounded like a five year old who wasn't getting what he wanted.
"It's private." I stated to the blond who was now pouting like a puppy. "And none of your business."
"Fine. But will you sing me a song at least? I promise not to touch your precious book." Austin teased, poking me in the stomach.
"Um, I don't do the whole 'preforming in front of people' thing." I pointed at myself. "Stage fright, remember?"
"If my memory is still working correctly, I believe you played a whole song for me just a few minutes ago. And you killed it." He tacked the compliment on the end with a hopeful smile.
"That's different. I didn't know you were here." I shifted on the bench, the room suddenly going from feeling calm and cozy to tight and uncomfortable.
"Then pretend you're alone."
"Unfortunately, it isn't that simple." I peered down to the flawless black and white keys.
"Isn't it?" He stared at me with his perfect puppy eyes and I knew I was done for. "Just try, please."
"Okay." My voice was small, but he could hear it. I slowly pulled my book out from where I was holding it and flipped to the song I wrote just this morning. I took a deep breath and started playing, picking out a melody from what I was playing earlier. But this time, I stuck to the tempo and style but just built off of it. I shut my eyes tight, and started to sing.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
I opened my eyes, relaxing a bit. I let my voice travel more, trying new melodies to see how they sound.
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movie
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I turned to face him, my fingers continuing to play. My words told him everything I wanted to say, but didn't have the courage. I sang the last phrase, breathing out the final words.
I just want you to know who I am
Our faces were inches apart, so close I felt his hot breath on my neck. I could see his eyes study my face, and then settle on my lips. We both leaned in slowly, my eyes fluttering shut. I took a shaky breath, and tilted my head up. Our lips brushed, so lightly it could easily be mistakable as not happening at all. But I know it did. Because the contact is what jolted my from the haze I seemed to be stuck in.
Why am I being so stupid? He has a girlfriend. Kira would kill me if she even found out I'm friends with Austin!
My eyes flew open and I pushed myself backwards, falling off the bench in the process. I quickly got up, grabbed my book and rushed to the door. I couldn't help but look back over my shoulder one last time. Austin's back was turned to me, his hands running through his hair repeatedly. I froze for a second, staring at the back of his head, wondering what thoughts were running through his mind right now. I wondered what he thought of my song, and what he thought of me.
Then, before I let my thoughts run away with me, I tore my eyes away and closed the door behind me.