Okay, I had this written last night, but I ended up having a really bad night, so I never got to publish it. Please review and make me feel better. =] Thanks!

Ally's POV

It's been exactly one week since I've last talked to Austin. Not that he hasn't been trying, because he has. It's me that's stopping us.

Everyday Austin has made it his habit to say hi to me before math, and then try to talk to me afterwards. I always speed away. You see, I just don't understand why he would want to talk to me. I don't get it! So, I've been avoiding him.

It's easier this way, if we just don't talk to each other. I think. Yeah, definitely, much easier.

Its so weird. Why does he even want to talk to me? I'm no one special.

I just don't get it.

I'm working at Sonic Boom tonight, and I was just about to give up and go up to my practice room to play the piano when my very best friend Trish walked in.

"Trish!"

"Hey Ally!

"Trish, where have you been? I've been so bored."

"I gotta a new job." Of course. "So, you'll never guess who was asking about you today."

Asking about me? "Who?"

"Austin Moon. It was so weird."

"What? What did he ask?"

What is he doing talking to Trish for? I mean, come on. He can't want to talk to me that bad, can he?

"I don't know. He didn't say much. He wanted to know how you are."

How I am? "Why?"

"I don't know. I didn't even know you knew him."

"Barely. We had to do that project Ms. Martinson gave us together."

"Hmm. Well he told me to tell you he wants to talk to you."

"Did he say why?"

"Well, I asked him. He said, and I don't know what he means, but he said he can't get the music out of his head."

The music? What does he mean, the music?

"Huh. Okay."

"I have to go to my new job. I was supposed to be there an hour ago. But, I thought I'd tell you that first."

"Yeah, thanks. Seeya."

Austin seriously went and told Trish that he wants to talk to me? Why would he do that? Why would he even want to talk to me? What does he mean, he can't get the music out of his head? What music?

Oh my god, is he talking about when he heard me playing the piano and singing? He did say I was fantastic, but could that really be what he's talking about? I can't think of anything else he could possibly be talking about, it must be that.

Austin Moon can't get my voice out of his head.

Huh. This I was not expecting.

Austin's POV

I've tried so hard to get Ally to talk to me, but she just won't! Everyday I say hi to her, and she won't even acknowledge me! I know she said we can't be friends, but she won't even say hi.

I don't even know why I want to talk to her so badly. But, all I've been able to think about is when I heard her singing. Her voice, is just so amazing.

I want to get to know her. We could be friends. What is so wrong about that? Maybe she could even help me write some songs, since I can't.

But, no matter what I do, she won't talk to me.

I see her every day, with her head down, no one noticing her. I want to talk to her, know she's okay. If she's not okay, I want to make her okay. I want to help her.

Eventually, I went a little nuts. I remembered Luke telling me that she has exactly one friend, a girl named Trish. So, I found Trish. I asked her about Ally, how she's doing.

It was kind of funny, how confused Trish was. But, she did let me know that Ally is fine, and she said she'd tell Ally I really want to talk to her.

So, I don't know what to do now. Do I just wait for her to start talking to me, or what?

After talking to Trish, I just started walking. Without thinking about it, I ended up on the beach. I sat by the water, watching the waves pour in over my feet.

I must've sat there for at least an hour, staring at the horizon, thinking about what I could do to get Ally to speak to me.

Why won't she? Besides accusing her of being a tattler, spitting in her face, and saying I was just sucking up to her, I haven't done anything to her. In fact, I thought I had been nice when we were working on the project.

I just don't get it. She barely even knows me, why won't she talk to me?

I was suddenly jarred out of my thoughts when I heard someone say, "Wow. Why the glum face?"

I looked up and saw a tall, red haired guy, about my age. He wore a red tshirt with a picture of a green alien on it, with blue and purple striped pants, red suspenders hung from his belt loops. It was the most ridiculous outfit, but somehow he pulled it off.

"Who are you?"

"Oh, right. I'm Dez. I just moved here from Fort Lauderdale."

"Oh. I'm Austin."

"So, what's wrong? Let me guess. Your parents have been abducted by aliens, and they are requesting a ransom that is sure to leave you broke and then you'll live the rest of your life in poverty."

Is he serious? He seems serious. "Uh, no."

"Then, its gotta be girl troubles."

Okay, that was a jump.

"Yeah, actually."

"So, what happened?"

Somehow I was able to tell this guy, Dez, all about my problem. I didn't know him at all, in fact he seemed a bit weird, but I was totally comfortable talking to him about my problem. Which is weird, because normally I don't talk to anyone who's not in the popular crowd.

"I don't know. This girl, her name's Ally, we did a project together last week. We ended up having a lot of fun working on it, and I want to talk to her, get to know her, but she refuses to talk to me now that we've finished the project."

"Well, why?"

"I don't know!"

"You can't think of any reason why?"

I wracked my brain. I had never had any guess as to why she wouldn't speak to me. It's always been a complete mystery. But, talking to Dez, I immediately realized a possible solution.

"She's shy. Super shy. No one notices her. I think that, maybe, she's afraid I'm just making fun of her."

"Hmm. Have you told her you won't?"

"No. She won't talk to me."

"Dude, take control. You need to be bold and free. Let her know what's going on, and then friendship can soar." When he said soar, his arms raised like a bird, it kind of freaked me out. But, he was right.

"You think?"

"I know. Go tell Ally that you want to be friends, yes you are serious, and no you're not making fun of her."

Hmm. That could work. "Thanks."

"No problem. I really have to go now, I was just checking the beach for any signs of a sea serpent. Hey, good luck man."

Dez walked away. What just happened? Is he seriously like that?

I couldn't help it, but I smiled. That guy, no matter how crazy he may be, is actually really funny. And, he's right. I need to convince Ally that I really do want to be friends with her, and that I really cannot get her song out of my head.

Hopefully she will believe me.