3rd Person POV

The moon wasn't even completely up around the time Austin finished his phone conversation with Kira, informing him that he was hers for the whole day tomorrow. She would be meeting him at 10:30 so that they could watch the first showing of Safe Haven for 5 dollars cheaper. The thought of meeting up with his friends had escaped his mind and had instantly texted them all at midnight.

Ally was nestled in her covers with her flip phone charging on her night stand, buzzing within seconds, waking her from her slumber and causing her to tumble of the bed, tangled in sheets. Still hidden under the white fabric, she crawled around the bed, constantly bumping her head into it and finally reached the other side. She squinted to read the small black letters say

Can we meet up at an earlier time, say, 5?

Ally widened her eyes to make sure she was reading the words correctly. He really expected her to show up at 5 in the morning? Knowing ally, she decided to go through with it and replied with a simple 'K' and returned to her mattress, sinking her face into the pillow, once she was comfortable.

Trish, as usual, fell asleep on the downstairs cough with one hand in a bowl of unfinished popcorn and the other, gripping a remote. The lights from the television reflected off the walls and so did the screen on her Iphone. When Austin's Double Take ring tone blasted through the house, she groaned as she awoke and reached on the arm of the couch to grab her phone. When she unlocked it, she made some sort of hissing sound as the light beamed into her vision. She too squinted as she read the tiny letters. She agreed to the text but knowing Trish, it would take a lot more than a plead to get up that early.

On the other hand, Dez was wide awake watching the GSN Network. Game shows were his guilty pleasure, he never told a single soul. The reflection of Family Feud could be seen in his eyes as he repeatedly guessed the answers to every question. Once his phone lit up, without looking away from the screen, he picked it up and pressed the buttons to spell out "okay".

Finally, Austin had to stay awake for an extra 30 minutes while he waited on everyone's reply. A part of him was actually worried to see his friends in the morning, considering none of them were morning people. Once he had found Ally asleep on a chair in the practice room and thought it was a smart idea to play his electric guitar so he could write a new song. Ever since he began playing, Ally took the guitar and threw it against the wall. That pretty much summed up Ally's emotions for him.

And Kira. He's been so caught up in everything else, she's been the last thing on his mind. He really likes her, but at the same time everyone keeps warning him about what kind of person she is when he claims that they keep making all of it up. What if they aren't? Day by day, he keeps losing interest and hopes that there day together will boost his interest level up.

If they even last a day.

For the video Dez told Austin that he wanted a more zombie feel to it than supernatural, if that made sense. Austin had worn his black jeans with his solid red converse and a red shirt with a loose and slim leather jacket. He didn't bother brushing his hair, thinking that it'd give more of a rough feel for the video. You could say Team Austin was in motion, but to him it felt more like it was in the middle of construction.

He entered Sonic Boom with a box of pancakes and as predicted, it was empty. The tint lighting from the emergency light was all that he used to find the staircase and head to the practice room. Once he swung the door open, the light was on and saw someone in a robe digging through the fridge.

"Ally?" Austin asked in the quiet area, feeling relieved when Ally turned to show her tired out expression. There were dark circles around her eyes and she still had a bit of bed head.

"Hey," She slurred as she bent back down to grab some eggs and bumped her head into the roof of the fridge.

"Are you okay?" Austin ran to her aid, but seemed perfectly fine.

"Yeah, just a little hungry," Ally informed as she held 2 white eggs in her palms and walked over to the pool table with her eyes slightly opened. She set the eggs down on the green surface, got a spatula then cracked the eggs in midair.

"What are you doing?" Austin was quite concerned with her behavior. He placed the pancakes on the top shelf of the fridge and carefully observed her weird actions.

"Making breakfast," The yolks fell onto the surface of the pool table and Austin widened his eyes as he observed. Ally's eyes were shut as she smiled and swayed as she made sizzling sounds with her mouth.

"Ally, are yo-"

"Shh," Ally placed her finger on Austin's lips as they froze in position. "Don't you hear it?"

"Hear what?" This was crazy.

"Exactly, you cant hear it, because your talking," Ally continued with the sizzling sounds then decided to barely flip the yolks over. They slid across the spatula, falling off before she had the chance to turn them upside down.

Yep. She's lost it.

"I think Ally needs a little nap," Austin spoke as he walked up behind her, taking the utensils from her hands and placing them on the now stained pool stable. With his hands around his waist, he guided her to the nearest chair and gently pressed onto her shoulders so that she could sit.

"But, we need to make video at 5," Ally reminded in a delusional state.

"The video can wait, you need sleep, now," Austin paced across the room to a tub where they kept all the blankets and picked up the first one. He tucked Ally into the blanket then moments later Dez showed up, entering the room with more energy than Ally and her conscience combined.

"This is going to be fantastic! All it took were 3 toothpicks, a string, a fan, and a door," Dez announced with a video camera in his hand and a positive expression on his face.

"What does any of that have to do with my video?" Austin asked, wondering what 3 toothpicks could possibly do.

"Not for the video. I finally lost my last baby tooth, remember Benji?" Dez informed as he opened his mouth, and Austin gazed in with interest.

"I thought Benji came out 2 years ago," His eyes scanned the empty spot in the corner of Dez's mouth. It was still red and raw.

"Nope, he was moving 2 years ago, not even an apple could break him to the core," Dez said dramatically.

"I always knew he was strong," Austin added as the entered reality and Dez grew confused when he saw Ally on the chair, already fast asleep.

"Ally. Ally. Ally. Tsk. Does she not know what 5 in the morning means. It's nearly 5:30," Dez walked towards Ally's chair and Austin was getting suspicious of what Dez was about to do. It was too late to fix anything.

"Dez, no!"

Dez pulled out a bull horn and held it in front of Ally's face and pushed the button. Instantly, Ally's arms flung into the air, indenting Dez's face as he shot to the floor as if he had been electrocuted.

"I told you," Austin mumbled as he ran to help Dez up. Ally yawned while reaching for the blanket that had fell on the floor. She wrapped herself in it and sat on the edge of the piano bench.

"Can we get this music video done so I can go back to sleep?" Ally whined as Austin checked his watch.

"We cant! Trish hasn't even shown up yet and it's already been half and hour," Austin paced around the room.

"Well, we tried," Ally snuggled up on the piano bench and Austin angrily tipped it over, causing her to unfold as she rolled towards Dez. The blanket was spread out on the floor and Ally was at Dez's feet. He helped her up and she brushed off her pajamas.

"Guess who's alarm clock was set 10 minutes late on purpose, because waking up at 5 A.M is a ridiculous time to shoot a music video?" Trish sarcastically ranted as she paced towards the fridge to pull out the box of pancakes Austin had brought.

"Who?" Dez asked with every ounce of curiosity. Trish glared at him with a blank expression and toss a pancake at his face. It stuck to his cheek, and with a smile he bit a chunk off of it. "Thanks Trish."

Trish rolled her eyes and passed down the pancakes. "How is it that you're so peppy and energized?" She asked while chewing with pancake stuffed in her mouth.

"Uh, duh. It's one of Austin's products. Maniac Moon. It's an energy drink." Dez lifted a bottle from his backpack and chugged what looked like a gallon into his mouth.

"How come you never put it on the website?" Ally asked.

"Because, I've decided that my special recipe should be kept secret. Nobody knows what's in this drink but me," Dez explained as he stuck a straw in the top and started sipping.

"Really?" Trish asked as Dez replied with a nod. "I wonder what you could have possibly put in there to make you so energized. Only a genius could have thought of that."

"It's not that difficult to mix a cup of Red Bull, Monster, 5 Hour Energy, Pepsi and my personal favorite, Snapple." Dez smiled as he realized what he had done.

Trish set down the box of pancakes and sped towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Dez asked.

"I'm going to visit my pet Leprechaun so I can get gold coins from his pot of gold, then I'm going to plant them so I can grow a garden of money trees," Again with the sarcasm, Trish sprinted out the door and left the 3 of us standing there.

"She's not going to see a Leprechaun is she?" Dez finally concluded.

"No-she-is-not," Austin slapped a pancake on Dez's cheek and Dez took it off, offering it to Ally. Obviously, she didn't accept.

"There. That should do it," they all stared at the jug of colorful liquid that Trish held. She bought all the drinks, put them in the blender, then resulted in this non-edible looking substance.

They each took sips and had expressions of disgust, because the aftertaste was overwhelming.

"We should get started on the video, it's already 7 and Austin has to leave in 2 hours to get ready," Ally said as everyone was finally somewhat awake.

Ally trailed in a rack of clothes needed for the video, majority of them being an ashy gray or black color with leather jackets. Trish had booked a studio to film the music video and the owner wasn't going to arrive till 10, leaving Trish with the responsibility of the studio key. Dez had a journal full of ideas and as always he cut half of them out, noticing that the rest of the gang wouldn't agree with actually radioactive substances.

Austin was propped up on a chair as Ally put pale foundation on his face, making his cheekbones more noticeable.

"I think I used enough, I mean it doesn't take much to make you look better than you do now. I mean if anyone were to survive the zombie apocalypse it'd be you and if anyone were to drink the new energy drink that Dez made, it'd probably be me," Ally sped through her words as she leaned to the side to reach her bottle of the energy drink.

"Wow, I guess it acts on fast," Austin commented as Ally chugged down the drink, forcing her to stop, noticing how energetic she was already acting.

"Is my star ready?" Dez hollered from behind the wall. They haven't seen the studio yet, but it had a giant green screen, a table full of snacks and a couple of other luxuries.

Ally smacked Austin's cheeks as she completed his makeup. "Ready!" Her voice, echoing off the walls. Austin rose from the chair and he already had that star studded look. The faded blank skinny jeans with a white and gray T-shirt that was engulfed by a leather jacket with chains that hung from the sides.

Ally walked up behind Austin and shoved him into the opposite room, amazed once they entered. It had been the first time they filmed in a legit studio. Austin was hoping that one day, the studio would include a huge amount of crew workers and more than just Ally doing makeup. More like a group of cheerleaders.

"Let's get started! We will shoot the ash scene last and will begin with the simple dancing scenes," Dez informed as he positioned himself behind the camera. Ally stood on the sidelines, drinking the energy drink while Austin averted his attention towards her.

"Either Trish did something wrong or you're adapted to high amounts of sugar," Austin glared at Ally's weird behavior as Dez observed Ally.

"Trish made it right. It should wear off in about a week, but till then, who knows what side of Ally we'll see," Dez said as he wrote on his clipboard.

"What?" Austin grew curious. "It gets worst than this?"

Dez nodded with a grin as Austin sighed heavily, today wasn't going to end well.

"What about Trish? She drank it, too!" And just as Austin completed his sentence, Trish strolled in with a group of good-looking guys.

"Who are they?" Austin pointed at them in disgust.

"Your models for the video! I was hoping Ally would make them look like zombies that way there can be a clip where they slowly engulf you then devour your very inner being," Yep, Trish drank the drink alright. Austin seemed slightly horrified by that idea. "Will that be a problem, Ally?"

Ally was star struck by their presence. She stood next to a really tall and built brunette who was grinning at her, up and down.

"Psh. No," Ally slurred as she gripped his wrist and pulled him towards the makeup room with the other guys following.

"Now that that's taken care of, let's begin!" Dez announced as the camera started rolling and Trish played the track. Austin did his favorite move called the pin drop and as the song transitioned into the chorus he flipped off the walls, causing Dez to call cut. "Cut!" Everything stopped. "That was perfect, but let's do it a couple of more times."

Austin repeated the same actions and dance steps as before. "Again!" Dez commanded. Once again, same flip and everything. "Again." Repeat. "Again!" Repeated but with a little more sweat. "Again!"

"How many shots does it take to make it perfect. You're the film editor, make it look perfect!" Austin suggested as Dez rolled his eyes and called Ally.

"Are my blood thirsty models ready?" Dez called out. One by one they entered the room, looking frightening as ever. Austin seemed quite afraid as for Dez who was intrigued. "Not bad Ally."

"Thanks," Ally walked in with face paint and makeup smeared across her arms and clothes. She wanted to wipe the sweat from her face and used her shirt, causing her face to become a mixture of green and gray.

"How'd you finish this so fast?" Austin asked, quite impressed.

"I don't know," Ally said, chugging down more of the energy drink.

"And….Action!" Dez shouted as Trish played the track and they slowly made their way towards Austin, frightening him a little. He stopped lip synching the lyrics and screeched once they were all up against him. "Cut!"

Austin's head bobbed out of the pile of zombie models.

"Ally, do something!" Austin commanded as she kept chugging on the drink. "That's it!" He pushed his way through the crowd and wrestled Ally for the bottle. "Give me the bottle!"

"No!" And just as Ally let Austin have it, his arms flung backwards, causing the drink to splattered all over the actors and the studio walls. Everyone's jaw dropped as the drink slowly trailed down the green walls.

"What did you do?" Trish seemed furious! Obviously they would never be allowed to use this studio once the manager came back.

"I wasn't finished with that!" Ally whined as she kept a death glare on Austin.

"It's not a permanent stain, is it Dez?" Austin asked, backing up slowly as Ally crept towards him.

"Definitely," Dez answered while looking at the footage, completely ignoring what was happening. Austin squealed as his back hit a wall and Ally got closer. He lifted his arms and his left leg in defense.

"We have to clean this up before Walter gets back!" Trish demanded as one of the guy models got a wet towel and slapped it on the wall.

"That helps, right?"

Trish face palmed as she walked over to Dez with an agitated expression.

"What do you suggest we do Mr. Director?" Trish sarcastically asked.

"It doesn't matter, as long as we complete the video and send it to Jimmy. Now get into places! Ally!" Dez caught Ally's attention, keeping her from strangling Austin. "Get Austin dressed in a new outfit."

Ally glanced back at Austin who was wide eyed like a deer in headlights. She smirked then tugged him to the dressing room by his ear. Once he changed, he wore an outfit including faded black jeans with a chain dangling by his side and a ocean blue shirt accompanied by a gray jacket.

Austin moon walked out of the dressing room and spun on his heel, finishing his dance. Dez examined the outfit.

"Such a perfect outfit to be ruined," Dez commented.

"Ruined?" Austin frowned. This was probably his most favorite outfit he had ever worn.

"The last shot of the day is the ash scene, remember? Your going to finish it off by strumming the guitar and then I have little ash canons set up in front of the screen to explode at the last second," Dez explained with a ton of hand gestures.

"Why not end it with something more safe that wont ruin a good outfit, like confetti?" Austin asked. Seriously, he liked this outfit.

"That is not my vision!" Dez screeched as he paced back to the camera. "Just stand in front of the screen."

Austin sighed as Ally handed him his guitar and strummed it on cue, followed by a huge burst of eye in his face, causing his vision to blur and his outfit drenched in black. Way worse than Trish's face had looked.

"Dude, I cant see!" Austin shouted as his eyes began to sting every inch he tried opening them. He lost balance as he began slipping backwards until he ran into the wall, making the back of his jacket smeared with the energy drink. Ally helped him slip the jacket off as Trish stood on the side lines at the snack table.

"These croissants are the , I'm not even joking," Trish said as she shoved one into her mouth one after the other. Ally abandoned Austin as she went over to the table.

"Really? The ? They cant be that-"

Trish shoved one into Ally's mouth and she instantly fell in love. They snacked until there was nothing left. Dez was focused on his video camera, Ally and Trish were enjoying there Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner and Austin was passed out from all that has happened today.

Dez checked his watch and found out it was 10.

"Time to wrap it up guys, Walter's going to be here any second," It went silent as everyone froze and slowly turned to Dez.

"It cant be 10, we have so much mess to clean up," Trish spoke as she kept licking the cheese off her fingers.

"You should have thought of that before snacking. Now, I'm pretty sure I put more ash in that canister than what exploded," Dez kneeled in front of the mini cannon, checking to see how much ash was left in it, but before he could blink, the remains of the ash blew up in his face, causing him to flop to the floor and pass out.

"Dez!" Trish ran to Dez's aid. "What are we gonna-"

Everyone froze as Walter walked in, gazing around the room then making direct eye contact with Trish.

"Trish!" Walter exclaimed as Austin and Ally snuck quietly out of the room, along with the 6 models. She was left alone with a passed out Dez and a studio owner who looked much like a guy who owned an antique store she worked at.

"Oh come on!" Trish shouted in the abandoned room.

They had finally made it down the last flight of stairs when the models passed them up and Austin and Ally were left alone. Ally had been chuckling while Austin observed her craziness.

"How much of that energy drink did you consume?" Austin asked with a teasing attitude.

"I have no idea, but my stomach really hurts and laughing seems to be the only way to keep me from puking right now," Ally forced herself to laugh and in the process she ended up genuinely laughing. "Please say something funny."

"Let's see," Austin had to think. Anything he thought was hysterical, she found immature. And she likes really lame things. Got it! "Three tomatoes are walking down the street. Papa tomato, mamma tomato, and a little baby tomato. Baby tomato starts lagging behind. Poppa tomato gets angry, goes over to the baby tomato, and smooshes him... and says, "Catch up"."

It took 3 seconds for Ally to end up from standing perfectly straight, to kneeling against the stair rail in silent laughter. Austin chuckled his high pitched, yet adorable, laugh that tied knots in Ally's stomach. Austin thought to himself that maybe it was possible to laugh to death.

"Oh my god!" Ally shouted as she kept silently laughing, only making Austin begin to laugh even louder and harder. He gripped her by the waist to help support her stance, but the more he laughed, the more he lost balance.

They were inches from the door when they both entered a delirious state of mind and leaned against the door, causing it to swing open and Austin gripping Ally before they hit the concrete. They're giggling stopped as they entered reality and Austin ended up scraping his arm a bit.

"Are you okay?" Ally asked sincerely, but Austin wasn't wanting to enter reality just yet.

"You know they say that one out of four people are mentally unbalanced. So let's see," Austin enjoyed this moment with Ally, especially since they were still laying on the concrete together and she rested her head on his biceps. "Trish, yes. You, sure. Now it's between me and Dez. I think I'm okay."

Ally giggled into the crook of his neck, sending vibrations along his skin, making him grin from ear to ear. It felt like something clicked. In this moment. Right here. Right now. More in Austin than Ally who was still hyped up on the energy drink. No matter how cheesy it sounded in his mind. Him and Ally together, felt right. It's not how it's supposed to be right now, but he sure wished it was.

"Austin?" That high familiar voice that was pain to Ally's ears but a warning sign to Austin's. They both shot up from the ground and brushed off their clothes, making it look like nothing happened. Even though nothing really did happen.

"Hey, Kira! Ally wasn't feeling well, so I tried helping her walk, but we fell, as you could see," Austin jumbled words together and even though it was true, it sounded like he was lying.

"Well it looks like she feels all better now," Kira glared at Ally who tried making little to no eye contact.

"Go have fun on your date, I'll go check on Dez and Trish," Ally told Austin as she turned to the glass double doors.

"Can you handle it?" Austin asked sincerely, not knowing if she was going to lose it.

"I'm fine," Ally simply answered as she disappeared. She kind of liked the idea of how Austin treated her like a girlfriend even though they're not dating.

After Ally left, Austin stood there with a confused girlfriend. He shrugged and fake laughed.

"Want to play some Bottle Toss?" He tried pulling off the innocent act, but she stood like a statue and glared.

"I'll win you another panda," Still trying to convince her and it didn't work.

"Ahhh!" Dez screamed as he finally woke up from when he passed out. Trish eventually grew hungry so she plopped him on a seat in the food court and got pancakes from Minis. Which is why he had a pancake sticking to his cheek.

"I had a nightmare where I fainted because a canon shot at my face and Austin smacked me in the face with a pan-" He felt his cheek and ripped off the pancake, gazing at it in horror. "AHHH! It's happening!"

"Sit your cheeks down and enjoy a pancake! It was a dream smart one. You actually did pass out and guess what. We cant use that studio anymore and it's all because your stupid energy drink," Trish summarized as Ally walked up to their table. "And her." Trish pointed out.

"Now what did I do?" Ally complained, something had to be her fault every second of her life.

"Actually, it's all our fault. We tried making this Team Austin thing work, but it doesn't feel the same anymore. We've all changed somehow, except for Dez," Trish said as Dez took offense and frowned.

"Don't say that! It didn't work, because we're not ready. If we want to shoot a successful video, we should have went to Jimmy for help, not some bald guy with no life and spends his time at a spa!" Ally stated as she rose from the chair.

"How dare you criticize Walter! He was my friend!" Trish spoke in rage as she also stood up.

"For like a minute!" Ally exclaimed as Dez seemed scared and hid his face with a pancake. "You know whose fault it is? Kira!" Trish and Dez knew that Ally would erupt sooner or later about the fact that Austin has a girlfriend. "Ever since she came into the picture, everything's been wrong! The song is wrong, the outfits are wrong, the props are wrong! But we are not!" Ally pounded her fist on the table before marching off towards Sonic Boom. Trish and Dez grew silent before Trish spoke up.

"Well Plan B didn't work, got any other ideas?"

Yay Update! I hope you guyes enjoyed, yet, another weird chapter of this story! I actually was going to end it where Dez got covered in ash, but the ideas kept coming so it took longer to type. Update next week. Please Comment!

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