Hi! I missed you guys! Ok, so I know in a chapter I said that Austin had taken to calling the old lady Goldie in an earlier chapter, but I just realized that that was a chapter I started but decided against using. Anyways, he calls her Goldie. Just clearing that up. Has anyone realized Kira hasn't really been in the story? Hmmmmmm... Now for my least favorite part of the Author's Note... The Disclaimer! *DUN DUN DUN*
Maddie's Awesome Disclaimer: Part V
Trish: Hey, Maddie!
Me: Hey! Where's Dez?
Trish: Working at my job.
Me: Don't you think it's kinda mean to use your boyfriend like that?
Trish: No.
Me: Okay then... Anyways, Austin and Ally really want me to do the disclaimer, but doing disclaimers causes me PHYSICAL PAIN! I JUST DO IT TOO MUCH! Do you think you could do it for me? *Does adorable puppy dog eyes*
Trish: Lemme think about it... NO!
Me: Pleeeeeeeease!?
Trish: No.
Me: PLEEEEEEEEASE!?
Trish: NO!
To Be Continued
Look Who Decided to Show Up
(Ally's P.O.V.)
I wake up at five a.m. so I can get ready in time to open Sonic Boom at seven. My dad always gives me the morning shifts. I don't mind, though, because I'm a morning person. Anyways, when I get to Sonic Boom, I'm surprised to see Austin sitting on the bench by the door.
"Hey, Als," my blonde friend says, standing up. His hair is a mess and he has dark circles under his eyes. I look at him with an eyebrow raised. Realizing my somewhat surprised expression, he says "I couldn't sleep. I only got like three hours, maybe not even. I knew I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, so I got up and decided to wait for you here." After I unlock the door, he manages to open it for me again. He smiles at me.
"Well no wonder you look so…" I trail off, looking him up and down. I flip the 'closed' sign to 'open.'
"Gee, thanks," Austin says sarcastically. "At least I took a shower and brushed my teeth." I look at his dry, messy hair. Looking up as if he's looking at his own hair, he says "I blow-dried it. Well, I tried to anyways. It got dry, but I couldn't get it to stay down." He blows on a strand of hair that's fallen into his face. "Anyways, since I'm here, and no one's in the store," he gestures around the store, "what do you wanna do?"
"We could write some songs," I suggest. He looks at me like 'Do you really think that's a good idea?'. "Or you could relearn some old ones."
"Good idea. Let's go!" Austin grabs my hand and pulls me up to the practice room. I remember the day he lost his memory. I did the exact same thing.
"So, which song do you wanna learn first?" I ask, sitting next to him on the piano bench.
"I dunno," he replies. "Maybe if I knew the titles to them…." Austin smiles playfully, making me smile, too. He can just take this horrible situation and turn it into something somewhat funny. He's using it to make me look silly. With memory or without, that's one thing that he loves doing. In a friendly way, of course. He would never make me go on stage or anything.
"Right," I say, snapping back into reality. I open to a random page in my book. The very page where I have the letters A.M. inside a heart. He glances at it, but I turn the page quickly before he can get a good look at the page. "How about 'Not a Love Song'?"
"Love songs? Is that really what I sing?" Austin looks at me with the same creeped-out look that he had when I said his middle name was Monica.
"'Not a Love Song'" I correct him. "It's actually one of your favorites." He relaxes a bit.
"Well then let's get this show on the road," he says, starting to play the music he sees in my book. Weird. He lost his memory, yet he still knows how to play piano. I guess that just goes to show that nothing can interfere with his passion for music.
After only twenty minutes, he's singing the song like he never forgot it.
You're always on my mind,
I think about you all the time
Um, No!
Let's not talk about it,
Drama, we could live without it
Catch a wave if we're board,
There's a clock we'll ignore
Find a way around it Hey girl I can tell it's somethin',
Even when you say it's nothing
When you're playin' with your hair,
Like you just don't care
I can tell,
You're bluffin'
Now please don't take this the wrong way,
I love the things you do,
It's how you do the things you love
But it's not a love song,
Not a love song
I love the way you get me but correct me,
If I'm wrong
This is not a love song,
Not a love song
I love the things you do,
It's how you do the things you love
The way you sing it with me through it,
I guess I always knew it
I love the way you get me but correct me,
If I'm wrong
This is not a love song,
Not a love song
Not a love song
Austin plays the last note on the piano. He looks at me questioningly, as if he's asking if he did a good job. Have I mentioned how adorably innocent he looks now that he doesn't have his memories?
"Austin, that was great!" I say, hugging him. He hugs me back. "Well, one down, a lot to go," I add as we pull away from the hug.
"Let's get down to business then, shall we?" he says in a surprisingly good but still hilarious British accent.
I laugh and say "We shall" in a British accent, but this one is completely and utterly horrible. He laughs and grabs my book to look for a new song. I yelp and take it from him. I give him a death glare.
"What?" he says a bit nervously. He holds up his hands as if he's surrendering. I take a deep breath.
"Since you lost your memory and don't know better, I'm not going to kill you," I start. He lets out a breath he's been holding. As if I could actually kill him. "But, never. Ever. Touch. My. Book," I continue slowly. "Ever."
"Yes, ma'am," Austin replies, saluting. I giggle and playfully slap his shoulder. Then, I turn to the next page and start teaching him the next song.
It's only been three hours, and he knows all his old songs by heart. Austin is truly one of the most amazing people I know. (1) Just then, Trish and Dez walk into the practice room.
"Hey guys," Austin says. I give them a small wave. "Guess what?" Austin continues.
"You discovered a way to make musical instruments out of pancakes!" Dez shouts. Trish slaps him upside the head.
"No, doofus! Austin and Ally are finally going out!" she squeals. Austin and I look weirdly at her. I feel my cheeks turning pink, and I look over to see that Austin's are, too.
"No," he says to both of them. "I learned all my old songs!"
"But it's ten a.m.," Dez says. "You're never up before nine during the summer."
"Well, I couldn't sleep, so I met Ally here at seven, when the store opened, and we worked on learning all the songs until now."
"You learned all your old songs in three hours?" Trish says suspiciously.
"Yep!" I say. "It was like he already remembered them." I look at him hopefully.
"But, I didn't," he says, crushing my hope that maybe, just maybe, he was getting his memory back.
"Umm Ally? You might wanna get downstairs. There are some customers down there who look angry," Dez says, walking into the room. Huh. I never realized he left.
"Dez!" I shout, running downstairs to the register. I quickly start helping the customers while Austin, Trish, and Dez come down to help me.
After the morning rush, we all sit on the counter, exhausted. Then, a girl walks in the store.
"Hey, Austin! Hey guys!" she says, acknowledging Austin first, then, Trish, Dez, and me. Austin looks at me like 'Help!' I jump to subtly tell him who he is without making her suspicious.
"Look, guys! It's Austin's girlfriend, Kira Starr!" Trish and Dez realize what I'm doing and help.
"Oh yeah! She's the daughter of Jimmy Starr!" Trish says.
"The guy who signed Austin to his record label!" Dez adds. We wouldn't want Kira figuring out Austin lost his memories. Then, she might tell her dad, and I don't think Jimmy Starr would want an amnesiac signed to his record label, especially when we have no idea how to help him. Well, we do, but we just don't know… Ahh, you know what I mean.
Austin mouths Thank you to us and says "Hey Kira!" Kira looks at the four of us weirdly. Then, she asks Austin if he's ready for their date. Luckily, they're just eating lunch at Mini's, so Trish, Dez, and I can go hide somewhere to help him out. He smiles and says, "Yup. Let's go."
After about a minute, I get a text.
From: Austin
I know you guys are gonna come hide and help me out with my memory, but don't. Thanks, but I don't need to remember anything.
Well, okay then. "Guys, apparently Austin doesn't need our help." Trish and Dez are already halfway out the door.
"Well what do you wanna do then?" Dez says. Then he and Trish look at each other.
They simultaneously shout, "Interrogation session!" Before I know it, I'm sitting in a chair under a bright light in the middle of Sonic Boom.
"So," Dez starts. Trish slaps him.
"I'm asking the questions! You're making her uncomfortable!" Dez rubs his arm where she slapped him, nods at her, and starts giving me this hard stare. Well, he's doing his job. I'm officially uncomfortable. "So, do you or do you not like Austin Moon?" Trish asks.
"D-do I like Aus-" I stutter out. "Trish, what kind of question is that?!"
"I'm the one asking the questions!" she snaps. "Now answer!"
"Umm… I guess…"
"I KNEW IT!" Dez shouts. "You're in love with him!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. I never said anything about love. I just have a tiny crush on him," I say, waving my hands in front of me. Trish raises an eyebrow. "Or a major crush, but what's the difference?" I say quickly.
"The difference, Ally dear, is that a major crush is this close," Dez holds his index finger and his thumb pressed together in front of me, "to being in love with him!" I sigh.
"Omigosh! Ally you ARE in love with him! And you know it!" Trish screams.
"Fine. I may be a teensy tiny bit in love with Austin. But that means nothing! We can't focus on that because he has no memory! Plus, he has a girlfriend!" I say. Yup. Ally Dawson is in love with Austin Moon. Let me rephrase that. I'm desperately in love with my best friend, but I can't do anything about it. All I can do is hope that someday, I'll get over him and find someone better. As if someone could beat the charm, looks, and talent of my best friend. Oh, who am I kidding? I'll never find someone like him. I'm gonna die an old maid with fourteen cats and no life. I watch Trish and Dez run out of the store squealing, but I'm not worried. I know they won't tell Austin. They'd much rather watch my doomed love life play out on its own like some real-life soap opera. I sigh and lean back against my chair, closing my eyes.
And so chapter 6 ends. I'M SOOOO SORRY ABOUT THE CHAPTER NAME! I JUST CAN'T THINK OF ANY GOOD ONES! PLEASE DON'T BE MAD! *Sniffles* Pwease don't hate me for my bad chapter names. *Does puppy dog eyes* I'll try to make them better! I promise I'll try! I'm sorry for my bad creativity... To end on a happy note, AUSLLY IS HAPPENING! Thought I'd remind you... :) Anyways, thanks for reading! Please review! Don't forget that I love all of you amazing people!
~Maddie :)
(1) Anyone notice that Austin said Ally was amazing, too? Interesting...
Maddie's Awesome Disclaimer: Part V Continued
*Three Hours Later*
Me: PLEEEEEEASE TRISH PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!?
Trish: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MADDIE STOP ASKING!
Me: *Gets idea* *Holds up $20* I'll pay.
Trish: Maddie doesn't own me, Dez, Austin, Ally, the show, or "Not A Love Song"! *Takes money and runs away*
Me: *Feeling physical pain* OWWW! IT EVEN HURTS WHEN SOMEONE ELSE DOES IT! *Lays on ground in fetal position to wait for pain to pass or until I die, whichever comes first*
The End