I forgot to say *I don't own High School Musical in my last chapter.

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Chapter three:

The alarm in Ally's room went off at 7 am. She rose up from bed and trudged to the bathroom. While she was in the middle of sleepily brushing her teeth, she realized she wasn't leaning over the toilet vomiting up her insides, like she has been doing for the past week. It was a major relief for one, but she was hoping that it meant whatever she had was gone. If it had gone any longer she would of thought she was on the verge of dying. She leaned over a spit in the sink, before looking at her reflection and grinning wide to show all of her teeth. Once she thought her teeth were white enough, she jumped in the shower and washed up before having to get ready for her doctors appointment before her first class.

She picked up an apple and then took a bite, spitting it out immediately after in the sink. The taste had been rancid, and spoiled her mouth with a sour and unappealing flavor. She threw away her apple, assuming it was rotten, and decided to make herself another peanut butter and banana sandwich like she had done the night before, and quickly ate it. Feeling what she hasn't felt for a few days, full.

On her way to the doctor's office she couldn't help it when her mind trailed off to the audition that was tomorrow. She had already decided what song she was singing and she had filled out her forms front and back. The drug tests were the last thing on her agenda before she could have been 100% ready for her audition. And the fact that she was feeling better was an extra plus.

She sat in the waiting room for what it felt like hours, when it had only been a few minutes. She didn't know what she was so anxious about. She was obviously drug free, so there was nothing she should have been fretting about.

When she finally met up with the doctor, she explained to her that she was going to need a blood and urine test to complete the process. After the doctor took some of her blood, she was handed a cup and was told the bathroom was right down the hall and to the left. Ally nodded awkwardly then headed towards the bathroom.

On her way back her cab got stuck in traffic for an extra 20 minutes. Making her late to her first class, which was piano.

She walked into class heading straight for the teacher and explaining to her why she was late. But the teacher simply nodded and congratulated her on her audition.

"You know over two-thousand students attend this school and only ten of them were chosen? You are one very lucky girl Miss Dawson." Her piano teacher, Mrs. Wormwood, said.

"Wow, thanks." Ally nervously replied. She didn't communicate well in situations where she was complemented. She never knew exactly what to say.

As she seated herself on one of the piano benches, Zoey Gardens, also one of the students who got an audition, walked up to her.

"Are you Ally Dawson?" She asked politely.

Ally looked up at the thin girl. She nodded. "Yeah, you're Zoey right?"

Ally knew who she was from her vocal class. She had pale skin and dark blue eyes with dirty blonde wavy hair. She was also super skinny. Ally had heard her sing before, and she knew exactly why they gave her an audition. She was an amazing singer.

She nodded. "Yup. Can you believe we got an audition for Reel Music Records? I've been hoping for an opportunity like this ever since I was a kid." Zoey rambled.

Ally gave her a small smile. "Me too. This is why I actually came here. I just recently got over my stage fright, and my partner convinced me to come here to get signed, cause his music producer didn't want us on the same label." She explained. She didn't mean to get into that much detail but she felt like Zoey was a nice person.

Zoey bit her lip, trying to think of why she seemed so familiar. When it came to her, her mouth dropped and her blue eyes grew wide. "Oh my gosh, you're the Austin Moons songwriter! I love your songs!" She squealed.

Ally's smile grew bigger. She loved being acknowledged by fans. Especially from people who don't even live in Florida, where her and Austin are most known.

"Thanks!" She beamed back at her.

Zoey grinned. "No problem! Hey maybe we can hang out sometime?"

"Yeah totally! Let me see your phone." Ally held out her hand and Zoey eagerly gave it to her. The brunette quickly entered in her number before she gave it back. "Text me okay?"

Zoey nodded before saying she needed to get to work on her piano skills. She waved a kind goodbye before walking away towards another piano in the room.

Ally grinned to herself as she rehearsed. She loved making new friends, and she thought Zoey was really nice. She was hoping she would text her soon.

After her classes, Ally met up with Mitchell and they decided to grab a bite to eat.

"How bout Chinese?" Mitchell offered.

Ally thought it over, before gagging. She usually loved Chinese food but right now the thought of it almost brought back her nausea.

They were lying on Ally's bed looking through take-out menus. Mitchell had already brought up 5 different restaurants of different foods, each one sounding completely unappealing to her.

She popped up, catching Mitchell by surprise. She hopped off her bed and went to the kitchen yelling behind her. "Order anything you want, I'm just going to have a sandwich."

Once again she started cutting thin slices of banana, and spread some peanut butter onto two slices of bread, then combined the two and cut it into equal halves. She grabbed a water bottle from the fridge before carrying her plate into her room, to find Mitchell on the phone.

"Yeah can I have a large Hawaiian pizza with extra pineapple?...Great….MUNY dorm room 485…..thank you, wait! Is Travis working tonight?...Okay, awesome thanks again." He finished hanging up, with a wide grin across his face.

Ally giggled at the childish look on his face. "What?"

He rolled over on his back and let his head hang off the edge. She could see his Adam's apple move up down as he talked. "I just ordered pizza, and the cute delivery boy is working tonight!" He said excitedly. Doing a mini happy dance while he was still upside down.

The small girl busted out laughing. "Stop! You look ridiculous!" She giggled nearly choking on her sandwich.

At her remark, he sat up straight in a swift movement and looked at her. "That's impossible sweetie, I can never look ridiculous." He stated firmly before lying back down.

Ally watched his movements as he raised his hands above his head and placed them on the floor. He slowly started to slide his body off the bed and pushed off his feet. Flipping himself over in the process and landed on his ass.

This caused Ally to break into another giggle fit. Her face was turning bright red.

Mitchell looked around him and pondered on what he just did. He chuckled. "Well that wasn't supposed to happen! Why didn't I land on my feet?" He cursed at himself.

As she began to catch her breath she waved her hands at him. " Calm down, you just didn't catch yourself. Obviously." She remarked.

The two friends continued their night by chatting about their newly beloved classes. Ally nearly had a panic attack as she thought of her audition after Mitchell brought it up. She wanted so desperately to be signed by Mr. Reel. But her nerves had sky rocketed after hearing that Charlie Reel, is supposedly a strict, cruel merciless man. She didn't want the whole audition to blow up in her face and cause her to get another paralyzing fear. She actually had a fear of developing another fear. She laughed at how ridiculous she sounded, after going on about it to Mitch.

"You're going to do fabulous, how many times do I have to remind you of that?" droned the anxious boy.

He continued to check his watch. "That delivery boy Travis, may be a total babe, but it's been almost half an hour! I want my pizza!"

As if on cue, someone knocked on the door. Ally could faintly smell the pizza through the door.

She laughed and watched Mitch scramble up from the bed and speed over to the door.

Her eyes widened as she saw a cute blonde standing in the doorframe, holding a pizza box.

Ally didn't have to ask to understand why Mitchell had been so eager for his pizza to arrive. This guy was completely adorable with his spiked dirty blonde hair and his enticing green eyes. From what she could see he was slightly taller than Mitch and more built. He smiled showing off a dazzling smile.

Her friend took the box from him and said he had to get his wallet. As he turned to Ally he mouthed "Oh my god" in a freaked out fan-girl way, causing her to giggle.

He handed over the money to the blonde, before sending a daring flirtatious wink to him.

It was subtle but Ally caught the pizza delivery boy's cheeks flush pink slightly. She bit her lip, and waited for the door to close. Mitch went over to her with a slice of his Hawaiian pizza in his grasp.

"Didn't I tell you? He's probably the only reason why I order pizza from that place." He gushed. As he finished chewing, his face contorted and his nose scrunched. He put the pizza back in the box.

"Yeah, he's definitely why I get pizza from that place."

They laughed together for a while longer. She had to admit she loved having Mitchell as a friend, they got along so well, and it seemed as though they never stopped laughing when they were around each other.

The sound of Ally's alarm at 6 am caused her to groan. Rubbing her eyes, she regretted staying up with Mitchell so late. She wasn't thinking of getting sleep for the audition and didn't go to bed until well past midnight. He had apologized over and over again, knowing that she needed rest for the audition, but to be honest, they had simply just lost track of time.

She quickly showered and got dressed in one of her nicer outfits, thinking she wanted to make a good first impression for Mr. Reel. She was wearing a crème lace dress with quarter sleeves and a brown belt. It went down right above her knees, and she slipped on brown flat sandals to show off her freshly pedicured toes.

Her hair was curled down her back. She did her makeup in a light bronze smoky eye shadow, and a nude lip.

She had been told earlier that she was supposed to show up at the MUNY auditorium 15 minutes prior for a direct interview with Mr. Reel himself.

As she walked through the university halls, she could feel the palm of her hands begin to sweat. Her breathing was unsteady due to her heart beating erotically in her chest.

She came up to the auditorium door, pausing for a few seconds, trying to get her heart to slow down. Then she reluctantly opened one of the doors and stepped in.

Walking in, she saw that she was one of the first ones there. There were about 4 people in the room, out of the 10 people that were selected. She made the 5th person.

After sitting in one of the chairs, she took out her phone and sent a quick message to Austin and Mitchell. Letting them know that she was close to her interview and audition.

She waited for a few more minutes. Watching the other students file in. A familiar face plopped down in the chair next to her.

"Hey Ally!" chirped Zoey.

Ally turned towards her and smiled. "Hey Zoe."

They talked a little about their audition, until a woman in a business suit stepped out with a clipboard.

"Mr. Reel will start seeing students for their interview, and then their audition right after. I will be calling you up in alphabetical order." She declared.

Ally's stomach immediately dropped. She cursed herself for having a last name early in the alphabet, but was still hoping someone would be called before her.

"Jacquelyn Brown?" She announced, causing Ally to release the breath she was holding.

"Oh thank god." She mumbled. Her phone buzzed, and she dug it out and checked it to see she had two unread messages from Austin and Mitchell.

She opened the one from Mitchell first.

Good luck! Don't forget to be fabulous! Xx Mitch

She giggled at the message, before opening Austin's next.

Knock them dead babe! Love you – Austin

After reading both messages, she felt honestly more relaxed, and was given a boost of confidence.

The lady in the business suit didn't come back out for another ten minutes. Jacquelyn came out soon after, looking pale in the face.

"Ally Dawson?" the lady called out.

The nerves began to build up more, but she pushed them back as much as she could. Putting on a smile, she stood up and made her way towards the lady. Following her through a pair of doors and into a room with a single table. She could see the back of a man's head. She was lead to sit on the other side of him. He was graying haired and red in the face. He wore rectangular black-rimmed glasses and had gray scruff. He wore a dark grey suit with a burgundy tie.

"Hello Miss Dawson, I've been looking forward to meeting you." He said in a low hoarse voice.

He held out his hand and Ally shook it slowly, before sitting down.

She smiled. "Really?" She asked surprised. She definitely wasn't expecting him to have heard of her.

"Oh, yes. I've heard you're a very excellent singer and song writer." He said.

She became very giddy after he said that, thinking maybe he wasn't as cruel as everybody had said. "Thank you Mr. Ree-"

He held up his finger, telling her to stop. "I said I've heard. I'll be the judge whether or not they had any sense of taste or if they might have been hearing impaired."

Ally sat in front of him with wide eyes. She was definitely not expecting that and was a little terrified on the inside. She blinked back her fear, and then sat up straight in her chair, remembering Mitchell's wise words. Be fabulous.

She flashed him another smile and threw her hair back. "Well I guess I'll just have to prove to you that they for a fact knew what they were talking about."

He smirked. "Alright then."

He picked up a packet in front of him and flipped to the first page. "How have you been linked to music throughout your life?"

Ally pursed her lips and thought about her choice of words before responding. "My father owns a music store. He taught me to play piano, and I started working at the store at the age of 13. I gave weekly music lessons and I became Austin Moons songwriter when I was 15."

He raised his bushy eyebrows when she mentioned being Austin's songwriter.

"Impressive." He nodded. He glanced at the packet. "So what kind of artist would you think of yourself as?"

"A pop, singer/ songwriter." She replied instantly without having to think.

"And do you write all of your songs?" He asked.

"Yes. I write all of my songs, but Austin helps a little when I'm writing for him." She answered. She felt comfortable with all the questions. She had an answer for all of them.

He licked his lips. "One last question, before you can audition." He flipped to a page.

"Why do you want to be signed?" He studied her, as she thought for a response.

She sighed. "Ever since I was a little girl, I've always wanted to be a successful singer. I wanted to inspire others, and have people look up to me."

She took a breath. "But a few years ago, I developed a paralyzing fear of stage fright, due to another audition that went horribly wrong." She paused and shook her head at the memory.

"I couldn't even speak to a group of people without feeling like I was going to throw up. But then I met Austin. He taught me that as long as I was confident, I could do anything. So I got over my fear, thanks to him. But when we tried to get me a record deal at his label, Starr Records, Jimmy turned me down because he didn't want me and Austin signed on the same label. So Austin encouraged me to come here." She finished with a big smile.

Mr. Reel had been intently listening, soaking in her words. He grinned back. "Great. Now you said that you developed your stage fright due to an audition going horribly wrong. Do you think it's going to be that way for this audition?"

She grinned confidently. "No sir."

For her audition she had sang and played the piano. The song she had sung was an original she had written recently. It was a slow powerful ballad that she had executed perfectly.

Charlie Reel had applauded her and informed her that he was very impressed, and to expect a call from him soon. Before she left she wanted to ask him a question.

"Mr. Reel?"

He turned his head to her. "Yes?"

She laughed nervously. "Before I came here, I have to admit I was a little nervous to meet you."

He scrunched his eyebrows together. "And why's that?"

Ally suddenly found her feet very interesting. "Well some people were telling me that you were mean, and cruel. But I didn't think you were either."

He laughed. "Miss Dawson, do you know why my record label is so successful?"

She shook her head. He continued.

"It's because I don't play around when I sign people. I only want the most confident artist that has what it takes to be a star; I'm only "mean and cruel" to test a person's confidence. If they back down and cower, then I know that they are not an artist good enough to be signed with Reel Records. You showed me that you had confidence and that you believed that you had what it takes." He grinned.

Ally nodded with appreciation. She understood, and she was thankful she hadn't cowered like she would of a couple of months ago. She was definitely a changed person.

"Thank you Mr. Reel." She said.

He stopped her. "Please, call me Charlie. I have a feeling we will be working a lot together soon."

She nodded and exited out back to the room with the rest of the students. She knew that they were waiting for her reaction. She came out smiling from ear to ear, almost skipping with joy.

Later she met up with Mitchell and they partied. She video chatted Austin afterward and she was thrilled on how excited he was for her. He also mentioned something about Trish trying to book him a concert in Albany, which was only about an hour away from her. All she could think of was about how this day couldn't have gone any better.

It had been almost a week since her audition. Ally was feeling extra anxious, and her nerves had been gnawing at her. She thought for sure he was going to sign her. But yet she was only the second one to audition out of ten students. She thought maybe someone else had a better audition, but she wouldn't know for sure until she heard something. Rumors had been going around that Charlie was torn between two students. And that he would be calling them later that day, to schedule another audition, between the two finalists.

She was now waiting by her phone, chewing on her nails. Mitchell was with her, sitting across the table and staring at the phone. She also had her laptop set up in between them, with Austin on video chat. He was also watching her phone through his screen.

The tension in the air was thick. No one was thinking. No one was speaking. They were all just intently watching her phone.

They only waited for a few minutes longer, before Ally blew up, "Ugh, why wont the stupid phone ring!"

The phone lit up almost exactly as she stopped talking. The whole table shook, as Mitch and Ally jumped. Austin had also almost fallen out of his chair back in Miami.

"Everybody shut up!" She screamed before picking up the phone and answering it.

"Hello?...Yes it is!...Really?...Thank you Mr. Reel!...Charlie, sorry…Oh?...Okay….I'll see you then….Thanks….Bye." She hung up and looked up at the two boys who were anxious anticipating for her to break the news.

She paused while she put her phone down and began playing with her nails.

The boys were both waiting impatiently, wanting to hear something. Austin couldn't take the wait any longer.

"Well?!" He asked eagerly. Almost jumping through the screen.

She tried to keep her face straight but broke into a huge grin. "I got the second audition!" She said excitedly.

Both the boys started cheering. Mitchell wrapped her in a hug and congratulated her.

Austin was cheering over the computer. He desperately wished he could of congratulated her in person. All he wanted to do was give her a hug, and he was feeling envy towards Mitchell cause he could.

After they separated, Ally turned towards her screen. "It's down to me and Zoey Gardens." She said slowly.

She wasn't thrilled she had to compete against Zoey, since she had recently become friends with her. She was hoping it wouldn't be a problem between them anyway.

"You totally have this Alls." Austin encouraged.

"Yeah no doubt." Mitchell agreed with him.

She grinned at her boys. "Thanks guys."

The second audition was the next day. Ally had already intended on getting to bed early so that this audition would be even better than her first. She arrived at the same place as before again 15 minutes prior to their scheduled time. She didn't see Zoey there, she had sent her a text earlier but she didn't reply.

She sat down and waited for someone to show.

Zoey eventually barged through the doors a few minutes later. She looked angry and bitter.

Ally walked up to her. "Hey Zoe!" She greeted.

To her surprise she rolled her eyes. "Shut it perky."

Ally scoffed. This was definitely a different side to Zoey that she had never seen before. Let alone knew could exist.

"Whoa, what's wrong?" She asked concerned.

She pushed past her. "What's wrong? What's wrong is that you're here. There wasn't supposed to be a second audition, I was supposed to get signed. I didn't want it to turn into some sort of fucking contest!" She yelled fuming.

Ally stepped back in shock. Now she was mad. "So what now you're just going to throw a fit? I don't see why you're so upset over this!"

Zoey was shooting daggers at her. "Because I deserve this! Not you! You can't just decide to get over your stupid stage fright and steal my record label! I have been working for this! And you just showed up after what? Being turned down by another record label? Oh, I'm sorry! Did you ever think you got turned down cause you have no fucking talent? Why are you even here?" She rambled, shouting at her.

Ally was beyond offended. She smirked though. Being strangely confident again. "If I have no talent how did I even get here? How did I get accepted to the best music school in the country? Oh wait, how did I get picked to be the top 2 people, to get a record deal with one of the best music producers in the world? Guess what, we both did that! So I don't see why you think you're so much better than me."

Zoey opened her mouth, but closed it when the door opened and the same business lady from before came out.

"Ally Dawson?" She called.

Ally began walking past Zoey, when she grabbed her arm and glared at her.

"I'm better than you because I don't have a history of choking under pressure." She hissed.

Ally's eyes grew large. Zoey smirked, and then said in a sickly sweet voice.

"I hope you choke."

A/N:

Whoa this chapter got long. Sorry if you got bored with it. I just can't stop writing for this story!

Sorry there was a little cursing in this chap, in case some of you didn't like it.

There is so much drama coming up I can't even tell you how excited I am to start writing it, but I'm trying to pace it you know? I don't just want to release it all in one chapter or else I wouldn't be able to continue the story!

Coming up on Falling to Pieces:

** Someone finds out some shocking news

** Someone gets a record deal

*** Someone gets kicked out of MUNY

O.O

I'm keeping all the names a secret or else it would spoil the story.

Please tell me if you guys even like this story. Let me know what you do like and what you don't like in the REVIEWS.

~Sydney