Hey guys! So I know that I did post this story already and I really didn't like how the outcome of it looked. It's mostly because I rushed on it and really didn't know how to start the story. It's really hard to start something that barely hasn't started so I'd like to thank the two people that took the time to review the first version of this story. Along with the alerts and favorites. Now on with the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Austin and Ally & Phineas and Ferb.
Austin's POV
The boredom in our eyes kills ever imaginative thought. Like an untouched paper, scribbled random words, then later throne out to its existence. The creative juices supposedly flowing throughout our minds have been sucked out. Kind of like a black whole sucking all that is left in the universe existence.
It had all started with a regular gig Dez and my manager Dylan had set up to help create a bigger publicity for my fame. As my dreams start to reach their silver lining, they have been held back by an unexpected twist. What might it be? Composition.
It was clear to us all that I for one cannot produce such artistic language to fit perfectly in a melody. Our conversation went on and on and on…
"Look Austin. The crowd needs more than just covers. They hear the same old crap on the radio, let alone you. You got to step up your game. Your chances of becoming a famous rock star is a billion to –"
"Dylan I get it! No need to repeat it over and over. I figured at some point everyone would get tired. I just expected it would have lasted a bit longer. Yeah and thanks buddy for your words of encouragement." I respond sarcastically. Our frustration is getting to the best of our abilities. Instead of focusing on solving the issue, we were focusing on who would take the blame. A bit melodramatic but it's the truth.
"There really is only one solution into all this. We could hire someone to compose for you. I mean it can't be as hard right?"
"Dylan, if a person can compose a song of their own, I don't think they would share it to some stranger to take all the credit. It's worth a try but with the kind of crowd we're facing now in days, it's pretty far out for a composer to do such thing."
"True but-"
"It's not that I don't want to but if we do think about it, who would? And how exactly will we pay them. We barely make money from the gigs, let alone pay for a composer." We had both stood up heading out the door to the kitchen where Dez has once again become distracted with non other than…food."
"Never know buddy. Let's talk about this later. Got the call from the mother."
Since then, Dez and I have working on composing a song. But all that have resulted to crumpled pieces of paper surrounding every part of the room.
"I give up! My head hurts from all this thinking and trust me, this is the most thinking I have done all my life."
"I agree. Hey Dez, wanna head down that new music store and look at some instruments. Might get some inspiration."
"You just want to check out them girls bro."
"Can't blame a guy for trying." As we head down the plaza, our eyes were caught by a billboard sign.
Attention to all musician's/ singer's/composer's
There are auditions being held next month
For those who want to be the next hottest star
Sign up's are due next week.
Registration: Go to and enter your name/phone/address
Be ready to sing like there is no TOMORROW
"Austin! This could be your chance in proving your dad wrong." As we stand by the front of the sign, a couple of girls standing a few feet away. Holding the same reaction as I had. But there was one particular face that had stand out from the rest. It had felt as love at first sight only it's not exactly love but curiosity. Sure it is. Now is not the time. Whatever.
As Dez and I walk away, my mind starts to wonder where I might have seen her face once or twice. Dez was talking about some incident that happened early this afternoon. My mind was too preoccupied of the girl back at the billboard. The way her hair flows down her shoulder with a slight smile marked on her face. Hugging her notebook loosely. As if all her secrets were held in that one journal.
As Dez and I reach Sonic Boom, the same girl I had been thinking of was running past us towards the same exact store we were heading. Grasping for air from the short yet tiresome run. She had been apologizing to a man who seems to be her father. Her voice echoes towards my direction. Silencing all noises surrounding our perimeter.
"Sorry dad. Just found another sign near the fountain. It's like calling me or something."
"Ally we've talked about this. The chances of making it-"
"-in the music business is a billion to one. I know. It's not like I'm willing to try out. But something about it is just calling me out to take the chance. To breakdown my standing wall shielding my talents and-"
"Your babbling again sweety. Look, whatever you decide to do, I'll support you 100 percent. But first, watch the store while I check out new delivery."
"Sure thing dad!" I know a bit rude to eavesdrop but I couldn't help it. Her voice chimes…NO. I'm starting to be one of those cheesy guys. Haha… Chessy guy, I just crack myself up! Okay back to focus. Looking for inspiration and direction.
"Austin.. Hel-lo? AUSTIN!" I turn around to find Dez waving at my face.
"What!"
"I've been giving you some ideas and all you've been doing is checking out that…ooooh! Austin's got a crush on the music store girl."
"Her name is not music store girl. It's Ally, well that's what I heard anyways."
"Now he's defending her. Sounds like love at first sight buddy! Congrates!"
"Dez. I'm not in love. I check out girls all the time."
"Yeah but not like that. You're like hypnotized bro."
"Man your tripping."
"How am I tripping? I know how you look at the ladies but this one is different."
"And.."
"You already know her name before getting the chance to hear it."
"Obviously her dad said it aloud."
"I didn't hear it and I'm sure everyone else much closer didn't hear it either. Which proves that you, Austin Moon, is crushing on the girl."
"Ally. Her name is Al- forget it."
"Whatever you say buddy, whatever you say." As we walk around the store. I come across a particular acoustic. As I was about to grab the guitar in hand, a voice had startled me from behind.
"Please don't touch the instruments. We have a strict policy that only employees are aloud to take off the instruments from the shelf." As she takes off the acoustic from its position, the other guitars surrounding it had fallen out of its place.
"Umm.. I'm sorry. I'm new at this and not use to it.-"
"It's okay. Hope your dad doesn't get mad at you for damaging it."
"Yeah…Wait how did you know about…Do I know you?"
"I'm sorry. I was sort of eavesdropping on your conversation with your dad earlier."
"Oh. So you were checking me out? I see, well as much as I love to go on dates with random strangers, I can't."
"I wasn't asking you out. I actually had interest on the acoustic but now that you mention it, why not?" I see that I caught her off guard with my response.
"Well aren't you a gentlemen. The price of the acoustic is $450."
"Wow. Can I try it out?"
"Knock yourself out… But not literally, I mean go ahead. Just here." As she hands it to me, our fingers lightly brush sending tiny shocks all throughout my arm. As I position the acoustic in my arms, I strum a few simple chords. Showing off a bit on my expertise here and there.
"Are you done? I still have other customers to help." I look around for anyone in need of help and see absolutely no one. Just a bunch of people socializing with one another.
"Everyone's is either sitting down or socializing so technically, I'm the only one in need of your service."
"I have a life too you know."
"Yeah between the hours of 10 AM to 6 PM, it's behind the counter."
"Look, if this is your way of small talk, I'm not interested." She had turned around, walking back to the counter as she writes in her journal. Stopping for a few seconds and continues writing once more. I had nothing to do and I have nothing to lose so I walk up to her and annoy her.
"Whatcha doing."
"Now your imitating Phineas and Ferb. Well isn't that lovely."
"I'm bored. So whatcha writing? You one of those people that write stories?"
"None of your business."
"Diary?"
"Look like I said, none of your bu-"
"bus-i-ness. But you see I'm looking for a composer. I was just hoping to find one here." I said, aimlessly looking around as if the favor was nothing.
"Even if I were, what makes you think I would help you?"
"So your saying you do?"
"Sure. But I'm not doing it for you."
"What if I pay you?"
"No."
"What if I help you clean your store-"
"No."
"Is no your favorite word?"
"No.
"It sure seems like it."
"The answer is still no. Look I know you mean well but I have hopes and dreams of my own that I'd prefer to be kept to myself."
"Why? Nevermind. How about you try playing something?" I said passing the acoustic, that was standing next to me, to her.
"No. Look, if you're here to buy something get it. If not just leave, please."
"Just know that I will be coming back soon."
"Bye!"
"Thanks for your help." I respond sarcastically.
Dez had been sitting in the corner. Watching us from a far. I walk towards him, motioning for him to come to me.
"How did it go? Got digits?"
"No but she composes. I got her to crack and all I need is to hear her or take that precious journal of hers."
"I'm telling you, you got it bad."
"Shut up Dez. I just found the solution to our problem and you choose now to kid around."
"What are you talking about? I always kid around. I'm the kid in kid around."
"No duh Sherlock." We continue our conversation as we walk towards my house.
Still continuing our game of C.O.D. But all throughout the remaining hours of the day, Ally was constantly reminded in my mind. I guess it's love at first sight. But I never would have thought to encounter my soon to be partner quite attractive.
Author's note: Well I hope this chapter was a bit longer that the previous. I really had great difficulty writing this since I'm not a guy and I don't know how guys think or talk in their minds or aloud so I did my best. I already got a few chapters written. I just need to find the time to get them typed up and ready to update so until then… Please review this chapter! I promise to update as soon as I can.
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