A/N: I've been gone for a really long time. So here is a oneshot that has been sitting on my Nook Color for ages.
"I'm Austin, I'll Be Your Waiter."
Plot: Ally takes a trip to the Melody Diner with Trish when she meets a cute blonde, "Hi, I'm Austin and I'll be your waiter."
"Just pick." Ally murmured, sitting the red menu down in front of herself and stared at the specials. Today was Ally's day off from work and she wanted to try out the new diner. "Don't drop it!" A beautiful girl sang in tune, it was directed at a blonde boy, his back turned. Trish rolled her eyes at this. "You know, we could just go to Suzy's Soups. I hear the spider in the soup thing has blown over. I can't believe I wasn't the genious who thought of that!" Trish threw her hands in the air and went back to reading the menu. Of course, Trish turned the pity on her.
Ally's eyes were beginning to strain, she just couldn't pay attention. She was way too sucked into the thought of having to order. Maybe when the waiter asked, she could go into a coughing fit and make Trish do it instead. Or maybe she could pretend to have lost her voice and point at the picture or something. Or maybe- "Having trouble?" A low, melodic voice whispered in her ear. She jumped up, good thing the boy moved before she could knock his eye out. "Whoa! Sorry for startling you. You should probably get-"
"Austin!" A big, mean girl yelled at him...whilst stroking a boy's red hair. "Uh, yeah. I meant, I'm Austin and I'll be your waiter! The soup of the day is cream of potater!" He sang. Ally couldn't hold back the giggle that erupted from her mouth and instantly covered her mouth. "Sorry." She mumbled. He reached for her hand and pulled it down, smiling. His hand was stilling holding hers, and she couldn't hide the blush on her cheeks. "Don't. It was cute." It was soon his turn to cover his mouth. Trish somehow wiggled herself out of the booth. She was now sitting next to the red haired boy, chuckling at something he said. Austin awkwardly sat himself across from her.
"What's your name?" He asked. She knew she was going to stutter, she didn't even have to think on it. "Ally." Surprisingly, it came out crystal clear. He smiled and repeated it to himself before slowly but obviously pulling off his hat and apron. Ally pretended not to notice, and soon he was stripped down in his jeans and tee. "How come I've never seen you before?" He asked, folding his arms on the table and letting his head sit on them. "I don't get out much, mostly because my job is so important." Ally replied.
He let his head raise, perplexed by her answer. "Why?" He asked. She picked her brain for an excuse, but the only one that seemed right was the truth. "My dad and I live paycheck to paycheck. I work at Sonic Boom, our music store. On the weekends, I put up ads for the store in order to bring customers in." He was about to give her a pitiful answer, but she looked as if she was already waiting for one. "Do you sell guitars in green?" Ally was taken aback, seeing as she was waiting for an 'I'm sorry' or 'I hope you get more customers'. "Um... I think so." He perked up and sat up straight. She giggled as his big brown eyes searched hers in excitement. "I've got 200 bucks I want to blow. Let's go check it out?" She nodded and he got up pulling her tiny body up and close to his. For a second, she thought he was about to hug her. He yanked her out of the diner, bounding quickly to Sonic Boom.