I do not own Austin and Ally. The oneshots in this story are not related to each other.

"I can't believe this! The Ally Dawson got her first kiss before me!"

Trish began to lightly bang her head on the counter. She had just ran from the new yogurt shop in the mall after Ally sent her a text to meet at Sonic Boom.

"Oh Trish, don't worry. It will happen to you soon," Ally tried to comfort her friend. The blush was still evident on her cheeks from when she confessed Dallas had finally kissed her goodnight on their last date.

"Yeah, but your Ally 'goody two shoes let's not hold hands until we're divorced' Dawson! If I haven't gotten some lip action by now there is no hope for me," Trish cried out as she lifted herself from the counter. She gave a forced sniffle and gestured her hand at a girl in the corner messing with a violin. "Before you know it ol' brace-face Sally Jenkins will have kissed a guy!"

The girl scowled at Trish before putting the violin down and stomping over to a boy eyeing a drum kit. She grabbed the boy by the collar and crashed her lips into his. She let go of the boy then smirked at Trish.

Trish threw up her hands and wailed, "No! I'm officially a loser!"

Ally watched Sally and the drummer leave the store hand in hand. She looked down at Trish.

"Oh come on, Trish," Ally said in a sympathetic tone. "Don't fake cry." She frowned and rubbed her friends shoulder. Ally glanced around the store to think of a solution. Her eyes lit up and she jumped in front of Trish. "I've got it!"

Trish looked up at her friend and raised her brow slightly. "I move away?"

Ally shook her head and smiled. "No silly, we just take the Sally Jenkins approach!"

"Be ugly?" Trish asked in a curious tone.

"Trish! Be serious! And that's a terrible thing to say," Ally reprimanded.

"Molest teenage drummers?" Trish guessed again with a slightly amused smirk on her face.

Ally face-palmed and shook her head. She heard the familiar sound of Austin and Dez chuckling when she looked up to see the two heading up to the practice room.

"Hello! I'm depressed here Als. Make with the solution," Trish demanded as she crossed her arms.

A smile formed on Ally's lips as she watched Austin and Dez disappear into the practice room. She grinned at Trish and explained her plan. "There's no rule about who you can and cannot give your first kiss! Sally Jenkins kissed some rando guy, but you can do one better and kiss a guy you are comfortable with!"

Trish eyed Ally as she thought over what the girl said. She nodded her head and unfolded her arms, saying, "Okay I'm listening..."

"We happen to be best friends with two awesome guys who would do anything for us," Ally hinted as she walked over to a piano bench near the side of the store.

Trish followed her and raised a brow. "Wait, you mean Austin and Freckles?"

Ally simply nodded with a smile on her face, happy to have come up with what she thought was a brilliant plan.

Trish thought it over for a moment before shrugging. "Makes me seem less desperate than Sally."

Ally smiled then clapped her hands. "Great! Oh, Trish, it will be perfect! I can do your hair and makeup and we can go shopping for a new dress!" The smile on Ally's lips fell and concern clouded her eyes when she turned to ask her best friend a question. She fiddled with the bottom of her dress and asked in a small voice, "So who are you going to choose?"

Trish folded her lips and looked up towards the ceiling. She grimaced and shuddered. "Definitely not Austin...he's like a brother." She made a gagging noise. "Ugh, I think I threw up some in my mouth."

Ally let the smile return to her lips, and Trish could see her shoulder's relax. Trish smirked and said, "Besides, you would've killed me in my sleep if I did."

Ally blushed and stammered. "What! No, I mean psh I have a boyfriend..."

"Yeah, and what's his name again?" Trish teased.

"So, I guess you are going to kiss Dez," Ally said, changing the subject.

Trish made another gagging noise and pretended to stab herself in the heart.

"Come on, Trish. Dez isn't that bad. I mean, unless you think of him as a brother too?"

Trish rolled her eyes and grumbled, "I barely think of him as a human being."

Ally nudged her friend and reasoned. "Come on, Trish. We're all friends. Dez is a great guy, and we can set up a cute little picnic for you two and have some scented candles and fresh flowers," Ally planned aloud with a dreamy look on her face.

Trish stood and said, "Yeah, I'm not doing that." Before Ally could protest, Trish headed towards the stairs.

Trish opened the door to the practice room to see Dez and Austin sitting on the couch throwing up cheese curls and catching them in their mouths.

"Hey Trish," Austin greeted the girl with a bright smile and friendly wave.

"Get out." She pointed a thumb at the door and gave Austin a menacing look.

"Yes, ma'am," Austin stuttered as he dashed out the door, swinging it shut behind him.

She turned to Dez after watching Austin sprint out the door. He sat on the couch grinning up at Trish with cheesy powder around his lips. He was unfazed by her threatening glare, as usual. She stood there watching him but not speaking, so he returned to catching cheese curls with his mouth and waited for Austin to gain the courage to come back. A few more seconds passed until Trish sat down on the couch beside Dez and snatched the bag of snacks from him.

He frowned at the girl and turned slightly to face her better. "What did I do this time?" Dez asked. He took her behavior for anger since she took away his snack and had yet to speak to him. He saw something akin to nervousness flicker in her eyes before quickly being replaced with stubborn determination.

Before he could again ask her what was wrong, he felt her grab the front of his neon green shirt and forcefully pull him down to her lips. She held him there, molding her lips to his until finally she let go.

Dez looked at the girl in awe as his heart beat rapidly against his chest.

Trish licked her lips as she turned away from the boy. She lifted her lip a little and wrinkled her nose. "Taste like cheese curls," she murmured to herself.

Dez made a leap off the couch and stood in front of her with his arms stretched out wide. "Oh Trish! I never knew you felt this way!"

Trish looked at him as if he had grown two heads. "What are you on about freckles?"

Dez gave her a bashful look as his face began to match the bright red of his hair. He put his arms down and held his hands together. "That you like me!" He shifted from side to side on his feet with a goofy smile plastered on his face. "Those tween sitcoms always say that when a girl acts like a bitter old witch with a stick up her butt it's cause she likes you." He pointed a finger at the girl and shouted, "And you like me!"

Trish jumped to her feet and put her hands on her hips. "Did you just insult me," she sneered, giving him a death glare.

Dez overlooked her threatening gaze and pouted, saying, "Oh no! I'm going on vacation for the rest of the week with my family." He perked up. "But you can be my girlfriend as soon as we get back!"

"Gir-gir-," Trish stammered.

She stood in shock while Dez gave her a quick hug before leaving the practice room. Trish shook out of her trance and yelled in a panicked voice, "I am not your girlfriend!"

But Dez had already gone.

(One Week Later)

Ally and Trish sat on Austin's bed munching on buttered popcorn and waiting for Austin to return with the cherry sodas.

Trish picked up her phone to see another text from Dez. "Why won't he stop sending me messages! I've had to talk to him on the phone every night this week!" She growled and rolled her eyes. "And by talk on the phone I mean listen to him tell me stories about his nana and how much he likes rice pudding!"

Ally furrowed her brows and said, "But you love rice pudding..."

"Who cares!" Trish yelled out as she tossed her phone to the other side of Austin's room. It bounced off of one of his many stuffed animals. "This is your fault anyway. You're the smart one here! You should've known the beanstock would have attachment issues."

Ally frowned and rubbed the side of her arm. "Well maybe you can just break up with him tonight?"

Trish gave Ally a wide-eyed look. "What do you mean tonight?"

"Dez is back from vacation, so obviously he isn't going to miss movie night at his best friend's house."

Trish hopped off the bed and slipped into her flip flops. "Then see ya," Trish said as she headed towards the door.

"Trish wait!" Ally tried to stop her friend.

Trish opened the door and felt herself run into something soft. She looked up to see Austin smiling down at her.

"Don't worry. I'm back with the drinks," he said as he moved her back into the bedroom.

"And I'm back with the me," all three friends heard a cheery voice say.

"Dez!" Austin shouted as he sat the drinks down on his computer desk then rushed over to greet his best friend. The boys did their handshake while Ally got off the bed and grabbed Trish by the arm to keep her from escaping.

"Ally," Dez smiled brightly as he wrapped her in a hug.

Trish tried to escape but Austin absentmindedly put an arm around her shoulder.

"Hey Dez! It's great to see you back," Ally chuckled as she hugged him back.

When the two friends parted, Dez gave Austin an awkward look he thought passed as an unnoticeable signal. Austin immediately understood and cleared his throat.

"So Ally, have I ever shown you my mom's rose garden?" Austin asked.

"You mean those two bushes in your front yard?" Ally asked with a confused look.

"Yeah sure! That one!"

Austin took her by the shoulders and led her out of the room.

Trish understood what was happening and gave Ally a pleading look to stay. Before she knew it the duo was one, and she was left alone with the grinning redhead. She sighed and turned to see Dez giving her a dopey smile. His hands were behind his back.

"Hey," the girl murmured, starting the conversation so it could soon be over with.

The boy didn't say anything, but reached into the bag Trish hadn't noticed was on his shoulder. He grinned as he pulled out a gift and then handed it over with slightly shaking hands.

Trish raised a brow and held up the item. "Seriously, a rubber chicken?"

Dez nodded before swooping down and giving the girl a soft kiss on the cheek. He smiled and stood up straight. "And it's all the way from Maryland."

Trish squinted up at the boy and said in a dull voice, "Oh. Wow." She tucked the rubber chicken under her arm and began, "Look Dez..."

Dez interrupted her by leaning down once more and planting a gentle kiss on Trish's lips. He pulled away and giggled to himself while she stood there dumbfounded.

"Sorry, I just thought about doing that the entire time I was gone." He twisted from side to side with his hands behind his back and said, "You're my favorite girl to kiss.".

Trish blinked, still giving him a strange look, and asked, "Aren't I the only girl you've kissed?"

Dez nodded then shrugged. "Yeah but you're still my favorite," he said with a sincere smile.

Trish sighed as she put a hand to her forehead and closed her eyes. "Dez look we need to talk..."

"Okay," the boy responded as he sat in Austin's spinning chair and did a twirl before looking back up to Trish expectantly.

He gave her a wide grin as he patted the small space beside him. Trish rolled her eyes and let out an annoyed breath as she sat down sideways with her shorter legs dangling over his.

She put the rubber chicken in her lap and looked down at it as she carefully gathered her words. 'You and I are over freckles...in fact we never started...yeah that should get the message across,' Trish thought to herself.

She looked over to the boy smiling dumbly at her. His eyes were innocent and wide, hopeful and trusting. A pang of unfamiliar guilt hit her and she suddenly felt ill. 'Yeah just tell someone with the innocence of a toddler that you stole their first kiss just because you were jealous of Ally and some geek...what a jewel of a friend I've turned out to be,' she thought to herself.

Dez decided to take the moment of her silence to give her another quick kiss on the lips before burning bright red and looking at the ground bashfully.

"Okay, that's it," Trish began, "I just wanted to say..." She gazed up at the boy, who was looking at her with those wide innocent blue eyes. "I just wanted to say..." she weakly began again.

She let her head drop then sighed. She looked back up at the boy and grumbled, "Take me out for rice pudding tomorrow night."

Dez nodded excitedly before wrapping his arms around her waist and pressing his cheek to hers.

She shoved him away and lifted the rubber chicken in her lap. "I'm naming this dumb thing after you," she told him.

He held his hand to his chest and opened his mouth in a wide smile. "That is so sweet!"

Trish held back a laugh and shook her head. "Whatever, Red."

She stood and went to the door. Austin and Ally fell to the carpet as soon as she opened it. They quickly stood and nonchalantly dusted themselves off.

Ally smiled and said,"Good work, Austin," she patted him on the back, "helping me uh..."

"Evesdrop," Trish offered as Ally gave her a nervous laugh and scooted off to sit on the bed.

Austin strolled over to Dez and grabbed a soda off his computer desk.

Dez tried to pull off a suave look as he whispered to Austin, "Taking my girl out for rice pudding tomorrow night. The rubber chicken gift works every time."