Hey people! I'm glad you guys liked the last chapter! I can't believe the fic's got 100+ reviews! 3 U ALL! Thank goodness I'm well again...

Okay, I had trouble writing this chapter, so sorry for the content, if you guys don't like it.

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Dear Songbook,

I always knew this day would come, I just didn't think it would come so early. Gran died yesterday at three in the morning. 3:15:02 AM, to be exact. It pains me to think that she's no longer on this Earth, and that she left before I graduated high school or before my wedding. I actually cannot bear to think that she is lying six feet in the ground, cold and dead. I really don't know what to think. We are on our way back from her funeral. It was easily the hardest moment of my life, watching men place the coffin into the ground. We all cried; Dad, Mom, Tasha, Uncle Diego... even Sonya shed a tear. A tear, but at least she showed some emotion. Austin was there along with his family. Ross consoled Tasha, he even helped her up when she fell to her knees. Cute kid.

That's not the point, the point is: I am sad today. I wish I could turn back time; back to when I was a kid and Tasha and Sonya sat in her cosy living room. I want to taste her ginger tea that she liked so much... I want to hear her laugh... I want to feel her hugs again. Life hasn't been the same since we got the news three days ago. I wish I was back there, sitting on my bed with Austin and Tasha, near the plate of cookies... wait, what happened to that plate anyway?! I woke up the next morning and it was gone!

Again, off topic. Sorry, that's how the human mind works.

At least she's with Gramps, now. I don't actually remember much of him, as he died when I was four. At the time, I didn't really get the chance to know him anyway. I was so afraid of him, mom says. Honestly, I just remember him to be tall. Freakishly tall, but maybe that was because I was really short when I was little.

"You still are," Austin said from beside me. I jumped in surprise, I had forgotten about him. He was driving Tasha, Sonya and I home. I sat in the passenger seat, and Tasha and Sonya sat in the back.

"Did you read that?" I asked him. He rolled his eyes but kept his eyes on the road, "Yes, I actually risked my life to read your diary entry. You were just talking as you wrote."

"Oh." It was all I could say now. I didn't really feel like talking, then again, who would? Sonya's been silent for the whole day. Well, since it's two in the afternoon, I would say she's been silent so far. I glanced at Tasha, who was sleeping. Her head was on Ross' shoulder, and he was holding her close as he slept as well. Next to him sat Sonya, who was staring blankly outside the window. It was really cloudy today, perfect weather for the occasion. The car was silent again.

Austin switched on the radio to block out the silence. Immedaitly, Justin Bieber's voice rang out through the car. I groaned and switched it off.

"What, you don't like him?"

"Nope."

"Why?"

"Just 'cause." More silence followed. Nothing but the sound of Ross and Tasha's deep breathing. I opened my book again and began to doodle. Doodling is one of the many things I always do when I'm bored, and I'm quite good at it. Not serious art, but little cartoons are my thing. After another agonising ten minutes, Austin stopped the engine in our driveway. Ross jolted awake, probably because the car had stopped moving. I watched as he gently woke Tasha and helped her out of the car. I smiled at Austin's little brother, he was so compassionate.

Austin sighed, "Ally," he said. "Hmm?" I responded, looking up at him.

"It's going to be okay," he reassured me. I looked down. This was something I always heard when I was upset. It's going to be okay. Thing is, after they say that everything goes horribly wrong.

"No it won't," I said, "you have no idea what it's like to lose someone you really care about."

"Not true," he said, "I once lost Big and he never came back, so I had to replace him."

"Who the heck is Big?!"

"My dog." I don't know what made me do it, but I started giggling.

"You named your dog Big?!" Austin smiled at me, "Yeah, he was pretty big anyway." I giggled again and playfully shoved his shoulder.

"You have no idea how great it feels to see you smiling again," he said, making me blush. That's when he started to lean in again. The smell of his cologne wafted its way to my nose. I was just about to close the small gap between us when someone cleared their throat. Sonya.

Austin and I jumped apart in shock. "You're still here?" Austin asked her, eyebrow raised. She said nothing before leaving. I sighed and bid Austin goodbye then I left as well. When I entered the house, all was quiet. It felt like I was the only one home, which obviously wasn't true. I was so lost in my depressing thoughts that I didn't even notice Ross as he came into the kitchen.

"Ally," he said, bringing me out of my thoughts, "are you okay?" I nodded before sighing deeply. Ross frowned, "Okay I guess. I'll come back later." He left, leaving me alone again.

I folded my arms and rested them on the tabletop before using them to cushion my head as I thought. I was still missing Gran like crazy. Without her, I felt so empty and lifeless.

"Where is the damn Pepsi?!" Sonya's annoyed voice complained, breaking my train of thought. I looked up at her, monitoring her annoyed expression, her angry motions. She saw me staring and rolled her eyes like she normally does, "What?!"

"You miss her, too," I said. Sonya did not respond, instead she marched out of the kitchen. I sighed once again, even Sonya's upset.

Someone was tapping on my shoulder, causing me to jolt awake. I hadn't even realised I was sleeping, or that I was in my room again. I opened my eyes, blinking away the blurry vision.

"Austin?" I groaned. Ross chuckled, "No, it's me." I looked up at him, embarrassed. "Oh... right. What are you doing here? And how did I get into my room? And how did you get into my room?! How long have I been out? What's the time? Why aren't you answering my questions?"

Ross ran a hand through his hair, reminding me of Austin, "Okay, in order; I'm here to pick up you and Tasha. I honestly have no idea how. The window was open. I think for a couple of hours. It's," he paused, glancing at his watch, "Four fifteen in the afternoon. You kept talking!"

I nodded in understanding, "Alright. Where are we going?"

"We're going to the Arcade." I groaned, "I hate the arcade."

"Come on, you and Tasha need to have some fun once in a while!"

"Easy for you to say," I grunted. He sighed and sat next to me on the bed, "Look, you and Tasha are the only friends I actually have, and I don't want to see you guys so down. At school, I'm just known as 'Austin Moon's dorky little brother'. Yeah, I know it's hard for you guys with your Gran passing and all but I doubt she'd want to see you guys like this."

I looked at the fourteen year old, touched. From what he just told me, I figured he wasn't very popular at school. It didn't sound like Austin did much anyway. He probably doesn't even know. Right then and there, I made a mental note to talk to him about this later.

"What about Sonya?" I asked. Really, it was a dumb question now that I think about it. But I feel mean since we always leave her out on stuff.

"She doesn't like me, or you - no offense – or Tasha."

"Okay," I said, standing up and stretching, "Let me just change."

"I'll be outside." I quickly changed out of the dull black attire into shorts and a shirt with Tinkerbell on it. What? She's cute...

Anyway, after ten minutes of pounding of Tasha's bedroom door and begging her to stop crying, we sat in the car. Since Tasha didn't want to drive, I offered. So I hadn't gotten my license yet, I was taking my test next month. Why not practise?

"Are you sure you can handle driving on the left?" Ross asked nervously, "You guys drive on the right in America, right?" I smiled at him through the review mirror, "Relax, I got this."

"If you say so." I started the car and pulled out of the driveway with ease. Once we were on the road, Ross started directing me to the mall. We soon arrived.

"See? I told you. I just proved you wrong."

"That's what Gran used to say," Tasha sniffed, "every time Sonya argued back." Ross sighed and put his arm around her shoulders, "Try to be happy."

"It's not that easy."

"Then at least pretend," he said. She nodded. The silence became awkward. We walked to the arcade entrance, and immediately Tasha brightened up, "Let's play Just Dance!"

"I'll pass, thanks," I said just as the two ran for the game. I sat on one of the chairs in the corner with a cafe. Taking out my songbook, I began to write out some lyrics. I looked up momentarily and spotted Austin. He was standing by the fountain, talking to a girl. My excited smile dropped, and curiosity replaced my happy expression.

He looked over her shoulder and saw me. I smiled again, waving at him. The girl turned and looked at me and turned to him again. I saw him shrug before they left. My jaw dropped.

What. The. Heck. Why did Austin pretend like he didn't know me?! I got up, following them as they walked. I got closer to them so I could actually hear their conversation.

"What was that all about?" she asked him. He shrugged, "Eh, just someone I know..." I felt tears coming. I clutched my songbook to my chest, biting my lip at his next words.

"Don't worry about her, she's just a friend. There's nothing going on between us, she's just my neighbour, I swear." I turned on my heel and walked back to Tasha and Ross, who were looking around for me.

"You guys were right!" Tasha exclaimed, "I feel better now. It's like... hey, what's wrong?" What's wrong? What's wrong?! A lot of things are wrong, nothing's right! I feel like I don't even know Austin anymore! To think I actually thought we were a thing. This thought alone made a tear roll down my cheek.

Tasha and Ross engulfed me in a hug. I felt more tears coming, and very soon I was crying hysterically, my head resting on his shoulder. Wait, am I this short?! He's fourteen and he's taller than me! Well, it is only by an inch, but still! Okay, way off topic.

"What's wrong?" Tasha asked again. "I saw Austin," I chocked, "And he acted like he didn't even know me!"

Ross frowned and shook his head, "Oh gosh, that guy. Well, it's not too bad, since you two never..." he froze, looking at me, "Oh no, he kissed you, didn't he?!"

I dried my tears, "What? How do you know?"

"You wouldn't be crying if he hadn't."

"How can he kiss you and then act like that?" Tasha raged. I shrugged, looking at the ground. I couldn't believe Austin would do this to me. He was so sweet to me, I thought he... I thought he liked me back. At least now I know the truth... he was cheating on me with his girlfriend. How could I not see it? Well, I think she was his girlfriend, who else could she be?

"Can we go?" I asked. Tasha and Ross nodded. I guess I only know one Austin now.

Austin Moon, The Two-timing Jerk.

O.o Drama! Hope it was interesting, though. Don't worry, guys! In the end, all this waiting for Auslly will be worth it, I swear. :D Oh, and please check out my poll, it would mean a lot to me :)

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