HAPPY THANKSGIVING! I just saw Frozen, and it was amazing! Not as good as Tangled, of course, but nothing is as good as Tangled. I can't get that song Let It Go out of my head! Because it's Thanksgiving, I'm gonna take this opportunity to tell you guys how thankful I am for you. You are the nicest people I've ever met, and I wish you all went to my school so we could talk on a daily basis. I want to get to know every single one of you. I honestly can't believe you actually read my stories and like them. It's also hard to believe that some of you have been with me since I started Forgotten. That was eight months ago, guys. This is crazy. When I was going through a rough time, all your sweet words really did make my week. I really needed someone to just comfort me and tell me everything was gonna be okay, but the only people who did were people who didn't mean it as much as you did. They were telling everyone it was gonna be okay, but you guys were telling me and only me. Thank you so much for everything. I can't even describe how much all of you guys mean to me. I love you all so, so, so, soooooooo much! And now, for a Thanksgiving disclaimer!

Maddie's Incredible Disclaimers: Part XIII

*At Thanksgiving dinner with the Lynches and the Ratliffs*

Me: Thank you so much for inviting me over for Thanksgiving!

Stormie: No problem, sweetie!

Rocky: Wait, you invited her?

Stormie: Well, of course!

Rocky: Have you not heard all the stories?

Riker: How she's so annoying-

Ratliff: And loud-

Rydel: And obnoxious-

Ross: And completely insane-

Ryland: And gorgeous...

Me: What?

Rocky: What?

Riker: What?

Ratliff: What?

Rydel: What?

Ross: What?

Stormie: What?

Mark: What?

Mrs. Ratliff: What?

Mr. Ratliff: What?

R5 Family: What?

Annoying Rossians: What? *whispers* Who's Ryland?

Obama: What?

Aliens: What?

That Random Llama: What?

Everyone Else: What?

Ryland: What? I didn't say that!

Me: Anyway, I didn't know you guys thought that about me. *Looks like a sad puppy*

Rocky: Maddie, that's not what-

Me: No, no, don't lie to make me feel better. It's best I know the truth. Thanks for dinner, Stormie. I better go. *Grabs coat and walks out the door crying.*

The Time Has Come

(Austin's P.O.V.)

I open my eyes in the white room again. Ally's not here yet, so I lay and let my thoughts wander. I can't believe that a spell could give me stage fright. Well, I can, but I'm really mad about it. Now I know how Ally feels when she's forced to go on stage. Luckily, I'm over it, but I can't shake the feeling of being a failure. When all those people were throwing tomatoes and booing… I hope that never happens again.

Finally, Ally appears next to me. Her eyes flutter open, her long eyelashes brushing against her cheekbones. She turns her head to look at me.

"Hey," she says.

"Hi," I reply. "Thanks for helping me back there. I dunno what I would've done if you hadn't come." Ally shrugs.

"I know you'd do the same for me."

"Yeah, but you have stage fright, too. By the way, I'm really proud of you. You got over your stage fright!"

"Well, not really," she says. "Only to help you. I can't perform regularly."

"Oh. Well then thanks. That was still really brave," I tell her. She smiles.

"I almost didn't wanna help you. You're cute when you're scared. But you also look like a kicked puppy, so I had to help you."

"I felt like a kicked puppy," I tell her. "Stage fright isn't my thing." She nods and then stands up, and I follow.

"So, what do you wanna do?" she asks. I shrug.

"Not sure," I reply.

"Well we gotta do something," she says. She crosses her arms over her chest and walks around the room. "Ever since that performance I've had way too much energy. I gotta burn it off." I smile.

"That energy is called adrenaline. It's that rush I told you I get when I'm performing. I think you're more over your stage fright than you thought," I tell her.

"I don't think-"

"But that's the thing," I interrupt. "You're thinking. Rule number one of performing: Don't think. Just let the music flow."

"Well, I'm not performing, so I'm allowed to think," Ally says.

"C'mon, Als. Why won't you let yourself believe you're over your stage fright?"

"I don't wanna get my hopes up," she says, looking at the ground. "If I do believe I got over my stage fright, and then if we get outta here and I perform and realize I really didn't get over it… I don't know what I'll do. It'll be humiliating, and heartbreaking, and…" she trails off and sniffles. I see a tear rolling down her cheek, though her hair is covering most of her face. I sigh and pull her into a hug.

She wraps her small arms around my waist and I wrap mine around her shoulders. She cries into my chest and I rub circles on her back.

"Why don't you ever let yourself hope for something or believe in anything?" I ask her. She calms down enough to speak and we pull away slightly from the hug.

"Ever since I failed that audition, I haven't really had the best of luck. Every time I hoped for something, it didn't happen. Every time I believed in something, it wasn't a reality. I eventually stopped letting myself do that to avoid the heartbreak when things didn't go like I wanted," she says. "I tried other auditions, but that's when I realized that I have stage fright. I've humiliated myself too many times to believe that it's gone, just like that."

"Well, I do believe. You haven't had bad luck. Think about it-if you didn't have stage fright, you'd probably be going to MUNY right now. Then, we wouldn't have met, I wouldn't have become famous, we wouldn't be best friends, and I'd die alone because I wouldn't have found anyone I love!"

"Please, you'd be famous. You would've found someone to write your songs. And I'm sure you would've found someone else you love."

"Nope. My career wouldn't be possible without you. And you're the only girl I could ever truly love." I kiss Ally on the cheek. If you're about to judge me for being cheesy, go complain to the boyfriend or girlfriend that you probably don't have.

"Everything happens for a reason, Als," I say. "You may think that your stage fright is the worst possible thing to ever happen to you, but when you look at the bigger picture, it's actually the best thing to ever happen to you. And now I'm confident that you're over it."

"It's not the best thing that's ever happened to me," Ally replies.

"Stop being so stubborn and just accept the fact that I'm right for once," I whine.

"It's not the best thing that's ever happened to me because you're the best thing that's ever happened to me," she says.

"Oh," I say. "I'm okay with that." She rolls her eyes and kisses me. It's not very long, but it's long enough to make me grin like an idiot. Well, actually, any of her kisses can make me grin like an idiot.

So I'm not surprised when we pull away and she says, "That grin is starting to creep me out."

"Oops," is all I say, still grinning.

"You're lucky that creepy grin is also adorable," she says sternly.

"Everything about me is adorable," I reply. "I mean, have you read your book? 'Oh, his eyes are adorable.' 'Oh, his face is adorable.' 'Oh, he's so adorable when he's scared.' 'Oh, he's adorable when he sings and plays instruments.' 'Oh, today he breathed and it was so adorable,'" I say, mocking her voice. Her eyes widen.
"You read my book again?!" she shouts.

"Uh oh," I say. I can practically see steam coming out of her ears. I run away from her and she starts chasing me.

"Austin, I told you never to read it!" she exclaims. "But you've read it twice!"

"Now, now, Ally. Let's not be angry, it was a while ago!"

"How long?"

"Um, the night we broke up," I say. "I wanted to see what you'd written about it so I snuck into your room and read it. But it was only because I love you so much and wanted to see if you hated me!" I quickly add. That doesn't seem to please her and she runs faster.

Surprisingly, she eventually catches up to me. She grabs my arm with an iron grip and stops me from running.

"Let's not kill the boyfriend, okay? I know I made a mistake, but it was out of love because I was scared and I didn't even think we were still friends and my heart was broken and I was crying all that day and I knew you'd probably kill me if you found out but I decided it was worth it, love you!" I say all in one breath.

Ally rolls her eyes and lets my arm go, letting out an exasperated sigh.

"Sometimes, I wonder why I even give you rules when you're just gonna break them," she says. I don't say anything, because I'm walking on thin ice right now, and pretty much anything I say will make her mad.

We stand in silence for a while. I look at my shoes, and I feel Ally staring daggers at me. Eventually, Ally sighs.

"I've been getting mad a lot this week, haven't I?" she asks in a softer tone. I don't reply. "It's just, between the whole jealousy with Piper, and now this, I've been really stressed and on edge and you're always there so I always end up taking it out on you and I really don't mean to and I know you probably hate me now because I'm always taking out my anger and stress on you, but-" I cut off her rambling by kissing her softly and gently.

"I could never hate you," I whisper when we pull away. "If you don't believe anything else, you have to believe that. And I understand, I'm stressed, too. Saving you is turning out to be a lot harder than I imagined. Especially now that we're in here." She sighs and we hug again.

I think about how, when I was little, I always got nervous around emotional girls. I don't know why, but the tears just freaked me out. But now, I'm so used to it. Ally's fragile, and she gets upset easily. Yet at the same time, she's so strong. She's been through so much, and yet she still wears a genuine smile on her face every day. But I'm the only one who's seen both sides of her. Sometimes, we'll just be relaxing at one of our houses, and she'll just break down crying. All the hardships of that day, or that week, or that month all come crashing down on her at once, and it's too much to handle. So, I just hold her until it goes away. Words don't help anything in those situations, and any boyfriend who whispers false comforts and empty promises to their girlfriends in their time of need doesn't deserve to be a boyfriend.

Eventually, we pull away from the hug.

"Thanks for always being there," she says. "When I'm emotional, or when I'm yelling and screaming at you, or when I fall asleep in the practice room when we're writing a song. You're always there for me, so thanks."

"Being there is my job," I reply. She smiles and wipes the last of her tears.

"I could live a thousand lifetimes and still not deserve you," she says.

"I think it's just the opposite," I say. "You're such a better person than me. I don't even deserve to talk to you, much less be your boyfriend."

"Then I guess, by some weird, backwards philosophy, we have to be together," she says. I chuckle.

"I guess so," I reply.

Suddenly, the white room disappears and I wake up in my cell. I look through the glass and see Ally's awake as well.

"Rise and shine, sleepyheads!" Sarah's raspy voice echoes across the chamber. The glass wall disappears and I run to Ally, helping her up. Sarah appears in front of me.

"Guess what time it is?" Sarah says.

"Um, three a.m.?" I wonder.

"Wrong!" she exclaims. "Execution time!" My eyes widen.

"Um, I think your watch is set ahead," I say. "Like, seventy years ahead."

"Now," Sarah says, ignoring my comment, "ladies first." I scoff.

"In your dreams, lady," I say, stepping in front of Ally. Sarah's an idiot if she thinks I'd let her kill Ally that easy.

"Please step away, honey," Sarah says.

"First of all, don't ever call me honey," I say. "And second, you want her, you go through me." I cross my arms over my chest and glare at Sarah. Ally's back is against one of the walls and I'm in front of her, so Sarah can't get to her from behind.

Sarah sighs. "As you wish, honey." She flicks her wrist and I'm thrown across the room. Sarah starts saying a spell, but as soon as I hit the wall and regain my balance I run back in front of Ally.

"Why do you even want Ally first anyway?" I ask. "Why don't you just kill me before her?"

"Because I don't want to kill you. I wasn't kidding when I said you could help me out. But I have no use for the girl," Sarah replies.

"Why? You said you wanted to use me as a pretty face for all the girls you torture. What about using Ally as a pretty face for all the guys?"

"Because I have Piper for that," Sarah replies. "And even if I didn't, I wouldn't use her as a pretty face. The men would run away before I even got a chance." Sarah throws her head back laughing, and I punch her.

Okay, I know what you're thinking-I should be arrested for punching an old lady. But you've heard my story, so you know she's evil. Rules like that don't apply to evil villains who call your beautiful girlfriend ugly and then try to kill her.

"Austin," Ally says, laying a hand on my shoulder, "it's fine. I knew this was coming. At least you'll be safe."

"Ally, no. I'm not letting her kill you that easy. The only way she'll lay a finger on you is if I'm lying dead on the ground," I say.

"If you wish to die," Sarah says, getting up from the ground and cracking her neck, "then I have a spell that will kill both of you."

Sarah points a finger at us and I brace myself in front of Ally, placing my arms out to the side, as if that'll help. I can't believe I'm breaking my promise to Ally. I told her we'd get out of here, and now I'm letting her down.

Just as Sarah's about to open her mouth, the wall explodes.

Whoa. What just happened? I don't even know. Welp, I don't have much to say. So, if you liked it, put BOOK in a review. If you thought it was okay, put EMOTIONS in a review. If you hated it, put RESCUE in a review. Thanks for reading and please review! Love you more than all the food I just ate today!

~Maddie :)

Maddie's Incredible Disclaimers: Part XIII Continued

*I run home crying and lock myself in my room and cry because R5 hates me*

Me: I should've known my friendship with them was too good to be true. *Cries more*

*Someone knocks on the door*

Me: Go away! *Curls up on my bed*

*The person is smart and found the key to unlock the door*

*They come in*

?: Hey.

?2: It's us.

?3: Listen, Maddie-

Me: *Sits up quickly and gets up and walks over to them* *Yells* NO RIKER, YOU LISTEN TO ME! I DON'T WANT AN APOLOGY! YOU SAID WHAT YOU SAID AND I GUESS IT'S THE TRUTH AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO FIX IT! I'LL ALWAYS KNOW THAT THAT'S HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT ME!

?4: Maddie, if you'd just let us explain-

Me: THERE'S NOTHING TO EXPLAIN, ROSS!

?5: You're not even-

Me: RYDEL, DON'T PIN THIS ON ME!

Rocky (?): Please,-

Me: I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU GUYS!

Ratliff (?2): What do you-

Me: I MEAN, GET OUT! *Points to the door with tears in eyes* *Talks softer and more heartbroken* I thought that I actually had friends other than Megan, and that it was my favorite band-my heroes, of all people. But I guess I was wrong. It's not your fault, but it hurts to look at you guys and remember, so please, just leave me alone.

Riker: We didn't mean what we said.

Ross: We were just surprised that you were there!

Rocky: Maddie, you're the best friend we could ask for. Please believe us!

Ratliff: Yeah! Please?!

Rydel: You're the first girl friend I've had in a while. You're awesome. Please stay friends with us!

Me: I don't believe you! *Tears roll down face.*

*R5 look at eachother*

Rocky: *Looking into the camera that is the readers minds* Maddie doesn't own Austin.

Riker: *Looking into the camera* Or Ally.

Ross: *Looking into the camera* Or us.

Ratliff: *Looking into the camera* Or Obama.

Rydel: *Looking into the camera* Or anything else you may recognize.

Me: *Looks at them in shock because they've never done that by themselves before without me blackmailing them.*

*My eyes soften*

Me: You guys are serious.

*They all nod.*

Rocky: Of course we are.

Me: Aw, guys! *Hugs all of them*

*We all group hug happily ever after*

The End