A/N: Hey people! I'm so happy with all of the follows and favorites I got for only one chapter! You are all AWESOME SAUCE! I'm sorry in advance for my cliché plot line I just love the whole idea! I think I should explain my idea behind the title. Okay so my mom, she's a special education educator, showed me a power point called the "flow" theory. A quote from it is, "When I do this activity, it feels wonderful. It is like flowing down a river; it feels so spontaneous and joyful, I don't even notice the time passing." Another quote: "You're right in the work, you lose your sense of time, you're completely enraptured, and you're caught up in what you're doing… there's no future or past, just an extended present in which you are making a meaning." This is all the flow state! Credit to Mihalyi!

I do not own Austin & Ally!

He wasn't too happy. Lately it all just came crashing down, the boredom. He was bored with everything. I mean, what was the point in everything if it was just all the same damn thing? He wanted that question answered. Miami was beautiful, he could not complain. Sure it had its typical ghetto parts but what city didn't? Ah- but see, that was his point exactly. He had seen it all before. He needed to see something more.

That was exactly was he got when she arrived.

He had to admit, he wasn't too interested at first. At the music store, his first encounter with the girl, he had sensed something. Something different. He had not felt that in a long time, hell, he hadn't felt that way in most of his high school years. She kind of sparked his interest, kind of. For starters she wasn't your typical blonde that walked around the school. ( A/N: No offense to you blondes!) She actually looked smart, not that blondes weren't smart because he was pretty damn smart. She just didn't seem that easy to lead on, not like all the other girls that he fucked with. She was kind of cute too. Just cute though, that was all he could say. Honestly he was glad she wasn't sexy. He was tired of seeing girls look so damn perfect and fake. That's why he was grateful for a girl like Allyson Dawson.

Glancing around the front exterior of the building, he forced himself to walk up to that damned place that he had been to too many times. School. He hated walking in and instantly knowing that you have the whole student body wrapped around your finger. Most people feared him. He hated being feared. Although it did have its benefits, people let you be and didn't bother you.

Oh, he had his friends. The only guy who probably wasn't scared of him was this redheaded guy named Dez, and even he was a bit intimidated. All in all, it was hard to be him.

Out of the corner of his whiskey coloured eyes he saw the girl. She seemed to be talking to a raven haired girl whom he knew as Patricia. Huh? He was quite surprised at how quickly Ally had befriended that tough-headed girl. She must have done something totally right, not many people made friends that quickly, they were all too intimidating. Ally seemed to be clutching a book to her chest, holding it like it was the last bottle of fresh water on Earth. This sparked the curiosity in him even more. She seemed to be dependent of the safe-keeping of that book. He was determined to crack that code.

He let out a long sigh as a blond girl came up to him leaving a small space in between them. Fear was clearly written along her perfect features. He knew exactly what was next.

"Hi Austin."

"Hello."

"I-I mean we-you are- are we still…"

"Together?"

"Uh-huh…"

"Listen, you're sexy and perfect, that's it."

"Huh? That's it? I don't-I don't- understand…"

"I need something else."

"I-I-can change!"

"No, no, you can't."

"People can change!"

"I know, listen, it's me okay?"

"I-"

"I'm the one who needs to change."

"But you-you said…"

"What did I say?!"

"Forever!"

Oh, fuck this bullshit.

"I'm sorry okay?"

"I-I hate you Austin Moon!"

"I know."

That was it. It was over. The girl was broken-hearted. It was seriously that easy. He hated himself for doing that to a girl who really didn't deserve it, it was just part of him. He was a heartbreaker.

Ally~

She had seen it all before her own eyes. The way he broke her down, not even feeling anything, not even coming close to the heartbreak the girl was facing.

She was disgusted.

How could a person be so cruel? She needed that answered. How did he think that was okay to do that? Utter sympathy flowed out of her and slowly tried to seep its way to the poor girl.

"I saw what happened."

"I-I he told me- forever!"

"I know, he's stupid."

"No, I'm stupid!"

"No-"

"Yeah I am- I actually thought that fucker cared."

"He shouldn't have treated you like that, you don't deserve it."

"How do you know that?"

"I-I just do okay?"

"What's your name?"

"Ally, Ally Dawson."

"Hm, I like you."

"You're the second person who's told me that."

"You seem to be a very likable person."

"Sure."

"Anyway, I'm Cassidy."

"Okay, nice to meet you Cassidy."

"Thanks for talking to me; you're probably the only person who's done that out of free will."

"Huh, nice to know."

"I-I just can't believe that I let him do that. He's soulless and cruel. His heart is made of darkness. I hate him with all my heart."

"Well, if that's how you see him then okay."

"Can we be friends?"

"You should know you're the second person who I've made friends with in two days."

"Then I'll say you're doing everything right."

"Everything feels wrong though."

"It always does at this damned place; you just get used to it and just say you're doing fine."

"What if I'm not fine?"

"No one's going to care."

"Including you?"

"Huh, that's a good question that I'm afraid I can't answer."

"Okay."

She was quite surprised on how her run-in with Cassidy had gone so well, she seemed like a person who needed a little extra support. Ally was glad to be that person; she liked people looking up to her for her words of wisdom. If she did have any word of wisdom that is. Sometimes a girl only has so much to say before it becomes lodged into her mind, completely unspoken.

Austin

He had watched her comfort Cassidy. The way Ally just sort of calmed her down and made her forget what he had done to her. He admired the way she spoke. In a calming, soothing voice. He wanted to talk to her, hear her normal voice, not her scared-as-hell one. In truth he kind of regretted what he had said to her at that music store, yet he was glad he said it. It probably made her more curious about his ways. That was just what he wanted, her interest. He was interested in her as well, her calm yet firm presence. He gave her so much credit for that, not many people can do that.

She seemed to have made friends with Cassidy and that was fine, well kind of. It could be bad because Cassidy could tell Ally of all the bad shit he had done to her and other girls as well, he did not want that. He didn't need another person scared of him. What he needed was someone to confide in, he needed someone to trust with his dark secrets. He was sure that person was somewhere; he just needed to find them. Hell, it was gonna take a lot of looking. Or so he thought.

"Hey Dez."

"Oh, hey Austin buddy!"

"I'm so fucked up right now."

"Huh? Why?"

"I split it with Cassidy."

"I thought you never liked her!"

"I didn't."

"What's the problemo then?"

"Cassidy's now friends with the new girl, Ally Dawson."

"So?"

"Ah! Fuck it! It's just that that girl is so fucking… different!"

"…"

"You wouldn't understand."

"I do, you're interested in her 'coz she's not your typical bitch, Austin, I'm not a dumbass."

"It's not just that…"

"You want something more, you've told me, I'm your friend okay?"

"I know, I know, I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize alright? I understand you."

"You have no idea how much that helped Dez."

"I do."

"Thanks buddy."

"No problem, bud."

They ended it with a handshake, like they always did. Austin finally felt at ease, Dez had no idea how much Austin really needed him. Austin needed that guidance.

Ally

She stopped to watch the redhead and the blond embracing in a sort of ritual handshake. She couldn't stop the small smile that took over her features. Deep down she felt the misunderstood boy's cries and she wanted to help him. She wanted to be the one who could get him back on his feet, she wanted to understand. Maybe, in time, she would be able to. Maybe not. Maybe it would take a while until he warmed up to her. All she knew was that she was seriously determined to prove the student body wrong, that he wasn't really a monster. Because, he sure as hell, had more to him than his devilish ways. She wanted to be the one to crack his code, to reveal his vulnerable self. She sure as hell would be that one no matter how fucking long it took her.

With a determined look in her face, and a sparkle in her eyes, she set of in search for the boy.

A/N: YAYYYYYYYY! WOHOOOOO! Chapter 2 of the flow is over! I feel like I've accomplished something for a start. If you don't like it then don't read. Thanks to all my lovely readers! I promise the action will start soon!