Thanks to WorthyPurpleCrayon for supporting me and reviewing. I wrote the lyrics used in this chapter.
Ally's POV
I was bushed I had cleaned the shop all day only to go home and clean the house top to bottom. I used my last amount of energy to sneak back to the store to my private practice room. I slid onto the bench of the piano after locking the door and cracking the window. I let my fingers gently move back and forth across the ivory keys. I felt the hopelessness of getting out of my situation and the music almost played itself.
Sick and tired of the abuse
I can't fight it
There's no use
In this life I just don't fit
I wanna know
What happened to the life I used to lead
Where did my happiness go
When will I be freed…
I trailed off as I heard something crack outside my window that made me jump. I turned toward the window searching for someone or something in the dark. Then I saw it, movement in the dark, a streak of white or blonde hair had moved away from the light. I got up taking my book in hand and hesitantly approached the window. I pushed the window open fully and peered into the pitch black night. "Who's there, come out where I can see you. I swear, I'll call the police." I warned and heard movement just a foot away. The first thing I saw was soft brown eyes and blonde hair. "Sorry, I didn't mean to spy a familiar voice said.
I stumbled backward and the boy hoisted himself easily over the window sill and into the room. "You're the boy from the other day." "My name is Austin; I didn't get a chance to tell you it." I laughed "Is that why you're hiding outside my personal practice room?" He smiled nervously "I heard a piano and then an amazing voice. I got curious and climbed the tree out there. I wasn't planning to stay long, but something about the song kept me from leaving." I played with my hair nervously fighting the urge to chew on a lock. Austin looked around the room admiring everything. "This room is amazing. I am big on music myself, but I can't write a song at all." I frowned "Listen, this is my only escape from my family; I don't sing in public since my stepmother broke my guitar in front of everyone and said it was a waste of time that I had no talent. Don't tell anyone about this, please." He nodded, "Of course, do you have anyone else that that knows about this? I mean incase, I come back sometime and run into them."
"No one else knows. You'd come back, why?" I realized what he said about coming back. "You're down to earth, a real person from what I can tell. It's hard to find people who don't care about status or anything like that." Austin smiled "I find you're easy to talk to, I would like to come back to talk with you and play music if you want." I smiled "People just don't realize that status means nothing that it just means they have a few more bucks to spend than the average person with the higher status they have. You guessed right on my opinion about that. I guess having someone to talk to wouldn't be so bad." I walked back to my piano "Do you wanna play a song?" "I'd love to, but I have to get going. I'll have someone looking for me soon. Oh, I hear there's a party coming up here soon, a ball, maybe I'll see you there." He moved back toward the window. "Sure, but maybe I'll see you before then." I sat on the piano bench watching him. "How's tomorrow sound, around the same time?" Austin gave me a crooked smile. "Deal." I laughed and watched him ease out the window disappearing into the dark.
Austin's POV
I had met Ally again and we now had a secret we share. I could go see her and I now she knew my name. I was so excited that I had almost forgotten the reason for the ball; the ball was to find the one that I'd marry and produce an heir with. My mind flashed back to the other day. "Austin, my son, you're father and I want you to settle down with someone and be happy. We were married at eighteen and we learned to love each other and we had you." mother said. "Mom, Dad, I don't want to learn to love someone, I want to be in love, have that immediate connection and know they're the one. Why I met a girl earlier named Ally, and-" I began to say and my father cut me off. "Austin, that's what the ball is for. Forget about a girl you met earlier today, you meet plenty at the dance and maybe she'll be there or you'll find someone better." my father sighed. "I already said-" I began and my mother cut me off. "Son, we already sent the invites and started preparations. The ball is in a week." mother explained. I stared at them in disbelief and then stalked out of the room.
I snapped back to reality as I saw Dez walk up the street. "Your parents will be unhappy if you're not ready for the ball this weekend and you have fittings, music selections, food selections. Dude, I almost forgot I have this great idea for a music video ballerinas and licorice!" Dez rambled. I sighed "Alright, let's go before you give yourself a headache." I groaned as Dez pulled a ham from his bag and smacked me in the stomach with it by mistake. He quickly threw the ham back in his bag. "Hey Austin, that girl you were talking about the other day, were you with her?" he wondered. His question surprised me "What, I don't even know where she lives let alone if I'll ever see her again." I tried to act as if I didn't know what he was talking about. Dez shrugged "Oh what about monkeys?" I became confused, but when it came to Dez not much made sense. I followed him home glancing back toward the window in the distance that I had climbed out of minutes ago and Ally stood staring up at the sky. I turned back, I just knew Ally was the one; I had to convince my parents when she came to the ball.
Okay there wasn't much humor or anything yet that would make it seem teen rated, but in my next chapter there will be, Dallas is on his way. I hope that my story is good so far, just wait what I have up my sleeve next!