Summary: When Ally's class takes a trip to Paris, she couldn't be more excited - until she's partnered with Austin Moon.
A/N: I keep trying to write other things when, really, I should've been focusing on this. And if you started reading this story back when I first wrote it at the end of 2012 - then called France & Friends - I am so sorry for taking forever to update. Okay, it's not much of an update right now since I pretty much rewrote what I originally had, but still. Here it is.
Disclaimer: I don't own Austin & Ally, or "What Do I Have To Do" by R5, which is what this chapter title is from.
Paris, France. Even hearing its name makes me smile. The beauty of the language, the simplicity of the food, the gorgeousness of the city; I could go on and on. It's just all so fascinating. Luckily for me, that's exactly where I'm going to be for an entire month, thanks to a class trip. It's part of my French class, and I've been raving about it since I knew I could go. The only downside is that I won't know anybody on the trip, as my best friend didn't take the class that would allow her to. Plus, I'm pretty quiet and school-oriented, so making friends has never been my biggest priority. But that's okay. I'm not going to hang out and have fun with friends (although I'm pretty sure I'll have loads of fun; it is Paris after all). The language, culture, and architecture is what I'm interested in. And I'll get to spend an entire month devoting my time to just that.
The day of the trip, my dad and Trish accompany me to the airport. We hug and say our goodbyes.
"Are you sure you have everything?" my dad asks me for what's probably the seventh time this morning.
I nod. "Yes, Dad, I have everything," I say.
"Your passport?"
"Yes."
"Your money?"
"Yes."
"Did you bring all the clothes you'll need?"
"Yes! Dad, I'll be fine. I promise."
He smiles. "I know, honey. I'm just making sure you're all ready."
I smile. "I think I am." I hug him again. "Oh, and remember, don't let Trish feed Owen. I'd rather not come home to bird food in my socks and pillows again," I whisper.
He nods. "Got it," he says.
I pull back to hug Trish again. "I'm going to miss you," she says.
"I'm going to miss you, too," I say.
She smiles, pulling back. "Oh, and don't forget to look out for some cute French guys while you're there. I'd appreciate someone's number," she adds.
I laugh, shaking my head at her. "Will do," I reply.
I say one last goodbye, then wave and head off to find the rest of the group. Once I do, Ms. Cromwell, our teacher supervisor, walks up to me and hands me my ticket, then tells me to wait until departure. I'm not the first person to show up, but it's a good chunk of time until everyone is here and ready to leave. I quickly get on the plane and find my seat by the window. The seat beside it is empty, but probably not for long, so after throwing my extra carry-on bag on the rack, I sit and wait, hoping the person to fill it will be someone I can maybe talk to because, even though I did say this trip is not for making friends, it would be a little nice to have someone I can exchange friendly conversation with. I may be a little shy, but I don't mind talking.
It doesn't take long for the plane to fill up, and still there's no one sitting next to me. I'm starting to think that whoever was supposed to sit here is going to miss the plane when one more person gets on and heads in my direction. I'm thinking of saying hi to them when they come closer and I get better look at who it is, and I'm suddenly hoping that I'll be lucky enough to sit alone.
Unfortunately, my luck isn't that great, and suddenly the seat next to me becomes occupied with none other than Austin Moon. And I can tell by the brief glimpse I get from him that he's not entirely pleased either.
So that's the first chapter. It's really short, I know. It'll get better, trust me. I'll probably upload the next couple chapters daily since that's what I'd originally had uploaded before, and then probably once a week after that (and I can promise this because the story's pretty well done now). So yeah.
Review, maybe? :)