Chapter 2

Ally's POV: I was just about to leave when my phone buzzed. I got it out of my pocket and looked at it. It was Austin. I tapped the answer button and put it to my ear.

"Hey Austin. I was just about to leave to come to your place. What's up?" I asked. I heard him clear his throat. Oh no! He wasn't sick was he?

"Our plane has been canceled for another hour. Turbulence. Do you want to come over and help me finish packing?" he asked. I sighed in relief. At least he wasn't sick.

"Yeah. Sure." I said. I ended the call and then started to walk to Austin's place. It was only a ten minute walk. All though, with these bags, it might as well have taken me two days. They were so HEAVY! About half way there, I saw Dallas walking down the street. I waved at him and smiled. I still had a huge crush on him. Since he was now working at the library for his mom, I never got to see him anymore. He smiled back. I guess he saw me struggling and walked over to help me. He took my two heaviest bags, leaving me with the lightest one-my carry-on.
I told him why I was trekking about fifty pounds of luggage through the burning hot sun. Apparently Miami wasn't hot enough for Austin, so we had to go to L.A. He laughed at my comment and said he wished he could come but he was going to help some kids over the summer at summer school. I awed and said that he was sweet. He thanked me.

He dropped my bags on Austin's doorstep and rang his doorbell for me. I thanked him again.

"No problem Ally." He said. Then he did something completely shocking. He kissed me on the cheek! I blushed beet red and then ducked my head, hoping he hadn't seen it happen.

"You're welcome Ally. Have lots of fun and tell me everything that happens when you get back, ok? Well, I better get back to library or my mom will take away my allowance." He said. He smiled as I giggled lightly at his small joke. He was really cute. I watched as his tall, dark figure moved down the walkway and around the corner.

The sound of Austin's door opening brought me back to reality. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"How did you get all of those bags here by yourself?" he asked curious. I smiled to myself.

"Dallas saw me walking with them and helped me. I told him where I was going. He told me to have fun and tell him all of the things that happen." I stated. He nodded and stepped aside to let me in. I reached for my bags but her shook his head at me. I s=huffed and went in anyways. There was no point in arguing.

I sat in Austin's bedroom, on his bed, while he continued to pack his suitcase. Unlike me, he only needed the one bag and a carry-on. He was also bringing his guitar. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"What's wrong?" I asked confused.

"I don't know which bathing suit to bring…" he said frustrated. I smiled slightly. Clearly I wasn't the only one with clothing issues either.

"Help me pick one, please?" he asked. I nodded once. He picked up a hot pink bathing suit and a neon blue bathing suit. I pointed towards the pink one. He nodded, folded it and then placed it in his bag. He went into his closet and pulled out a small beach bag and then a pair of goggles and a snorkel.

Once he was finished packing, we got all of the luggage in his Mom's car and getting in the back seat, Austin put in his head phones and blasted his headphones, tuning out his Mother's and Father's rules and questions.

When we arrived at the airport, it took us about twenty five minutes to get through customs and then we were sitting on the plane, waiting for the pilot to tell us to put our seatbelts on because we were lifting off. When he did, we put them on and I gripped the hand rests until my knuckles turned white. I hated planes. Austin turned to me with a worried expression.

"You ok?" he asked softly. I nodded once before closing my eyes. The sound of Austin's music in my ears made me jump. I heard him laugh before he turned it up. I finally relaxed. That's what I loved about music. The power it had over you. The way it could make you feel different emotions.

It had been about 10 hours since we had taken off in Miami and I was starting to get hungry and tired. I turned to Austin who was staring at his stomach. Clearly he was hungry too. I called over the plane waitress.

"Yes Miss?" she asked.

"Is there any way we can get something to eat please?" I asked politely. She smiled at me and nodded.

"Mr. Shiny Money has paid for everything Miss. So what would you like?" she asked. Now it was my turn to smile. Well, that was nice of Shiny.

"Can I get a plate of normal and chocolate chip pancakes and…uhm…make that two." I said with a small giggle. The lady laughed along with me and to,d me she'd be about ten minutes with my order. Austin turned and smiled at me.

"Looks like you're becoming like me. You ordered pancakes too?" he asked. I nodded and then put my head and let out a sigh. When our food came, I ate mine kind of hurriedly because of my growling stomach, but at least I didn't scarf down mine like Austin had. He finished his cup of coffee and then sat back and sighed happily.

I had just finished my coffee when I felt the effects of the food hit me. I was getting tired and dizzy at the same time. I closed my eyes and laid my head back. I was in such a deep sleep that when I had opened my eyes the next time, I was resting my head on Austin's shoulder. His head was on top of mine.

The pilot told us that it was the L.A. stop. I moved out of Austin's body and woke him up. He moaned unhappily and then smiled, realizing where we were. We were finally in L.A.!