A/N So I got my first review! Omg! I am sooo happy! Also I have a request for anyone reading this story. PLEASE review this story so I know you are interested in this story and will like more of it. So like remember to review after reading this chapter! Thank you in advance! Also I kind of rushed through this chapter sooooooo... yeah

Previously…

"So you're not mad at me?" Austin asked.

"No of course not. I was just tired that's all. Sorry for snapping at you," Ally apologized.

Austin grinned a grin that reached his ears.

"Dude no offense, but you look really constipated," Dez stated, breaking whatever moment Austin and Ally were having.

"Well love birds, you can do all that mushy gushy stuff later, because we are going to the CITY OF LOVE! So pack your bags people and lets go!" screamed the tiny Latina.

Ally POV

I couldn't believe it! I was going to PARIS! But of course I had to ask my dad for permission. Also I couldn't believe Trish got us tickets to Paris! I mean it's every girl's dream to go there, right? Trish always manages to get us good deals. Why? Because of all the jobs she gets. This time she got a job as a publicist. She was to go hand people brochures about Paris and other "exotic places." Her words not mine. We were used to getting coupons on ice cream when Trish worked at an ice cream parlor, but getting a free trip to PARIS?! WOW! Some how she sweet talked her boss into giving the tickets away as they would be sure to boost the company's popularity, as the people who received the tickets would tell others about their 'awesome experience.'

I decided to go ask my dad for permission once he came back from another one of his oh-so important conventions. I was in my room packing for the trip. Even though I didn't ask for permission yet, I knew what the answer was going to be…a FREAKIN YES! Boy, had I jinxed it.

I was debating on if I should bring my ankle boots or my cowboy boots when I heard someone shout, "Ally, I'm home!"

Dad.

"Bonjour! How are you my dearest daddy?" I asked in my sweetest tone known to mankind.

"What do you want Ally?" dad asked tiredly.

"Why, what makes you think that I want something," I asked pretending to be scandalized. Man, I am a good actor.

"Okay then I'll just be going," Dad stated slowly walking up the stairs.

"Fine, you win…so Trish got tickets to Paris for free and invited me, so can I come?" I said in a rush. "Please," I added as an afterthought.

I don't know why I was so nervous. I mean dad will probably have another one of his conventions to go to anyways, so why wouldn't he let me go?

"What you're asking me is for permission to go to Paris, a city millions and millions miles away from Miami," dad asked.

"Um yes?" I squeaked.

"Honey," he started.

I knew very well what was coming next and no way would I let it happen. I pulled the card that has worked ever since man was made. The look that made people bring gold to the Pharaoh's feet. I pulled…the puppy dog eyes card. With a pout to spice things up, this was bound to work.

"Ally, don't look at me like that," dad said. I pouted my lip farther and opened my eyes so wide that I could feel my eyes watering. One look was all it took; I knew that from personal experience.

"But dad," I whispered. I could hear my own voice waver and I knew dad's guard was going down.

"Ally," he started. But when he looked at me, I knew I won this battle. "Fine, you can go just- be safe. But are you the only person Trish invited?"

"Um, no. Trish invited Dez and Austin too," I replied.

"Austin as in Moon?" he questioned with a frown on his face. For some reason dad wasn't particularly fond of Austin. I don't know why, but when I asked him, he said the Moons were nothing but trouble.

"There is no way I am letting my little princess go to Paris with the Moon's boy," dad said sternly.

"But," I started.

"No buts young lady," dad stated.

I had never seen dad so worked up. And this isn't even a big deal. Dad won't let me go just because Austin is going to be there? Wooooowww…Austin isn't even bad like dad insists he is. In fact Austin is the sweetest guy I ever met. I am usually one to obey rules, but this time I think not. I am going and that is final.

I marched upstairs, making sure to stomp on every step and slammed my door. I got finished packing and texted Trish.

Ally : I m ready, lets go

Trish: Um, Ally the flight isn't until 2morrow

Ally: Well, can I sleep over ur house tonight?

Trish: Sure

I quickly collected everything I needed, as I would be going to the airport directly from Trish's house. I sneaked downstairs with my stuff and went outside. Thank goodness Trish lived near. Little did I know that the adventure was just getting started.