2 ½ YEARS LATER...

I DO NOT OWN AUSTIN AND ALLY!

(Ally's POV)

You know, sometimes...I miss the old Ally. The one who was so protective over her stupid book, the one who was so innocent and sweet... The one who...who knew nothing, basically.

These last years have been hard. My Mom returned to Africa, and it turns out she just might have to stay the next four or five years. My Dad? Well. He got angry with me. Thing is, I didn't even know why, but I found out the hard way. He got fed up with my complaining about everything after Austin left. He decided to make things right with my Mom and went with her to Africa. But I'm almost 18, so everything is all OK. Since Dad left, I inherited the Sonic Boom. He doesn't want it shut down, so he keeps sending me money to keep it open. He told me I could turn it into anything I wanted. I took our old recording room – the one Austin and I used – and turned it into a bedroom for me. My Dad's money is definitely enough seeing as I turned it into something not as expensive, so I just use the rest of the money to buy food, and live.

It works out good. And since I turned it into a place for band gigs/karaoke bar/and open mic night every Friday, I get good business. I decorated it really nice with neon lights, strobe lights, and cool chairs...ect;.

Today was the day Trish had started another job – although this time, she was keeping it! Surprisingly, we found out she had a pretty good talent for giving out advice in the local newspaper. "Ask Trish" Cool, huh? Today she was coming over to tell me all about it. Meanwhile? I'm just writing a couple of random verses in (not the same book) a leather-bound book my Dad always used, but he left it here. I guess it's my new book?

"Oh my god, Ally! It was amazing! And even better, DEZ WAS NOWHERE NEAR THE PLACE!" Trish let out as she let herself into the place. (It's no longer Sonic Boom, It's now 'Thunder Beat').

"I think this just might be the one!" She raved.

I couldn't help but smile, "That's great, Trish. Come to think of it...Where is Dez?"

Her eyes got all wide, which I took as a bad sign. "Let's check at the mall...?"

(Austin POV)

(Side note: he's in an interview up in New York – the end of the tour)

"So, Austin, would you say this was a good experience for your career?" Marley Coals said towards the camera.

I was over analyzing what exactly I'd say. It was fun and all, but it was also not something I'd want to do again with Starr Records. Don't think I'd ever say that on Live television with Jimmy Starr possibly watching at home. I never got to say or choose what I'd wanted to say to News Reporters, or Fans, and I hardly got any time to sleep. Maybe 4-5 hours of sleep (which wasn't great on my singing, but I had no choice.) Don't get me wrong, It wasn't Jimmy's fault, it was my coach Mathew's instructions. Coach Mathews, the one Jimmy thought would help me out.

"Uhh, yeah. It was really fun, and It's definitely opened my eyes on how exactly I want to go about on this career" I falsely mused to the camera. I hope this made Jimmy happy.

"Well, we're all so happy that you get to go home and reunite with loved ones. I know this must've been a tiring trip, so we'll just let you off. Up next on the show, Austin's hit music video!"

"Cut!" Someone yelled.

Marley stood up, her smile was fake, but it still felt good. Nobody was really all that nice to me during the trip, except for the fans of course. "Austin, it was wonderful to see you again! Seeya maybe in the future." she hugged me, I was rushed off stage, out to the bus, and finally – back to Miami.

(Ally's POV)

"Wow, this is great, Dez" I said, faking a smile. I just wanted to go back to Thunder Beat and figure out the check book. I'd been putting it off too long.

"Yeah, it is. Check it out! It even shows you how to be a dinosaur!" he said, and make some strange face, and stuck his arms and leg out as if he were a dinosaur. Same old Dez.

The game was cool...He'd gotten a new game for his X-Box, and it didn't really appeal to me, but if It appealed to him then hey – I'm all for it.

I shrugged, and decided It was too awkward to just stand around and watch him play his game, I turned around and went to sit, but that was about the time Dez said...

"Hey Ally, when's the last time you talked to Austin?"

I stopped dead in my tracks, and kept my ground, my eyes were actually STUCK on the wall after that. Slowly, I chose my words. "Umm. No. Why, Dez?"

"Well, he called me yesterday and said he'd be home here in a couple of days."

I closed my eyes, "A couple, huh? How much is a couple?"

He turned off the T.V., and sat across from Trish on his black couches. "I don't know. Like Tomorrow? Maybe the day after? You'll have to call him".

I sighed, "Right. I should. Well, I'll do that...Dez...Hey, I'm not feeling to good" I started walking toward the door out of his basement, "Can I just call you two later? Kay, bye!" I started running out. I'd thought I'd heard Trish yell for me before I closed the door, but I jumped in my Dad's car that he left and drove. I drove until I reached the Thunder Beat, and dashed inside, up the stairs, and jumped on my large, simple bed. After that, and this was really strange, I just laughed. Laughed...

My phone started buzzing, which I'm sure it was Trish, but I didn't care. I just laid down, and laughed and tried to convince myself the feelings I'd had for him before were just some faze. And it never happened. I laughed and laughed, and pretended.

(Austin POV)

I wonder how Dez is. Is he still wacky, and freakin crazy? I wonder how Trish is...And what job she has these days. And I wonder how...Ally is. Ally.

"Ally" I whispered. I looked around, and as the bus tunneled through the dark. I guess I'd fallen asleep.

Do they miss me? We'll see in a couple of hours, I guess.. I thought as I looked at the clock. 4:32 A.M. Can time go any faster? And after that, I think I dozed off again. But then it was light, and I saw nothing but sand, and sky. I was home.