A/N I DON'T OWN ANYTHING BUT MY OCs.
Ally's POV
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On any normal day I would have found the constant repetition annoying, but today I didn't. I dare say it was...relaxing. It was Saturday and I was basking in the light of an extremely rare occurrence. Relaxation. Ever since I became Austin's songwriter I had to juggle book club, songwriting, working at the store, and trying to keep the boys from destroying the store and their bones. I had absolutely no time to relax or have any time for myself.
Thankfully that time has finally arrived. My dad was at his annual two day fishing trip with his old buddies from high school and had left me to 'hold down the fort' as he put it. And even luckier for me is that it has been an unusually slow day today. It was all ready noon and I had a total of three customers. So I had taken to reading the final chapters of our latest book club book Wicked: the Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West behind the counter. I was really getting into it until the book was rather forcefully yanked from my arms.
"Watcha reading Ally?" Dez asked looking at the front cover. Austin stood behind him trying to read over his shoulder.
"My book for book club. Now give it back Dez." I said annoyed, both at Dez for stealing my book and at myself for not hearing them come in. I made a grab for the book.
"Too slow" Dez mocked running to the other side of the store with it. I groaned as I exited the counter and made a mad dash for Dez. Unfortunately for me the taller boy tossed it to the slightly shorter but still taller than me boy.
"Seriously Ally. How can you like reading?" Austin asked flipping through the pages as if trying to find the appeal of the words inside. I sighed again in annoyance as I stomped up to Austin, still trying to figure out the answer to his question, when I promptly kicked him in the shin. He gasped in pain and I took advantage of this moment and snatched the book back from the rocker.
"Don't touch my book" I said to him as he hunched over to grab his injured shin.
"I thought that was only for your song book" He said squinting up at me.
"Well it also counts for all my other books too" I said looking down to the book, inspecting it for any dents, tears, rips, and/or bent corners. Upon finding none I returned to my position behind the counter stopping only briefly to shoot Dez a warning look. He held his hands up in surrender as I passed him with a scared puppy expression on his face. The moment I passed him, he ran to his injured best friend.
"Ow. What was that for" Austin moaned standing up straight once more.
"Don't touch my books" I said glancing back down to my book trying to find my lost page.
"Where is everyone" Austin asked looking around the ghost town of a store.
"I dunno" I said indifferently.
"Maybe they've been abducted by flesh eating aliens" Dez said panic clear in his voice.
"I highly doubt that dude." Austin said patting his friend on the shoulder.
"It's been a slow day" I said. I looked back down to start reading again when the sound of high heels approaching filled my ears. I looked up to see my best friend Trish standing in the door way.
"Guess who just got a job at the shoe store" She said happily doing a twirl in her new apron with a bedazzled stiletto on it and matching headband. I realized that Trish was now at least six inches taller due to the magnificent golden pumps that adorned her feet.
"Michelle Obama?" Dez guessed. Trish shot him her patented your-an-idiot look.
"No. Me" She said walking up to the counter only tripping a total number of three times.
"Well what do you think" she asked indicating her new shoes.
"They're beautiful" I said in awe. They were a pure gold color with a hole for her big toes to stick out.
"Don't those hurt your feet?' Austin questioned as he moved behind the counter with me.
"Looking this good always comes with a price." Trish answered.
"No offense but how could you afford those" I asked. Trish may have worked so many jobs over the years but she never stayed employed long enough to actually get paid.
"Simple they were waiting in my locker when I arrived at work and I figured they were like a present from the store or something." She said shrugging it off.
"Trish they don't just give away shoes like that" I said panic rising in my voice.
"Relax if they were in my locker then obviously no one knew they were there. And besides what's the worst that could happen." She said. And like in really bad TV sitcoms or children's books a voice shouted.
"You stole my shoes."
The four of us turn to see four people glaring at Trish. Three of them were about as stereotypical as any blond teenage girl can get. They all had a nice crop of straight blond hair that stopped just above their bellybuttons and baby blue eyes. They also all wore gold sequin shirts that stopped just above their navels and black skin tight jeans. The girl that stood in front of the three wore silver stilettos while the two girls wore golden pumps like Trish's. The leader also had a large silver bag resting the bend of her arm. The three of them all wore matching shoe headbands.
The fourth person was as out of place as you can get (think Dez at a MENSA meeting). He wore a pair of baggy darkish blue black jeans and a Jack Skellington T-shirt. Around his neck was a sliver chain clipped to small so it would look like a choker. The short remaining links were hung so it looked like a really short dog chain. He had dyed black bieber cut hair and glasses that covered his blue eyes. On his feet were orange and grey Nikes. His arms were crossed over his chest.
"Excuse me" Trish asked annoyed and confused.
"Did I fucking stutter" The Leader shouted. "You stole my shoes"
"No I didn't. They were in my locker when I arrived at work." Trish said immediately getting defensive.
"You liar" The Leader shouted.
"Look I'm sure this is all a big misunderstanding so how about we-"I started to say trying to calm the two girls down, but I was rudely interrupted by one of the Leader's clones.
"Shut it accomplice" She barker in a high pitched obviously fake jersey accent.
"Give me back my shoes" The Leader shouted taking a step forward. And to think just a few minutes ago I found repetition relaxing, but now find it annoying.
Trish took a step forward and spoke really slowly as if talking to a child. "If you want them. Come and get them, bitch"
Well that just set her off. The Leader screamed and tried to charge at her only for her other clone to wrap her arms around the Leader's waist and lift her up off the ground.
"Let me at her. Just let me at her" She screamed thrashing wildly in the arms of her clone.
"Let her live, Stephanie." Clone 2 shouted over Stephanie as she dragged her out the sore doors with her other clone following shortly behind. That left the emo boy sanding in the doorway.
He let out a long sigh and walked up to Trish. Austin and Dez immediately stood up straighter. Ready to protect Trish if needed.
"I'd like to apologize for…her" He said ashamed of his…uh...friends?
Emo Kid's POV
I glanced back to the doorway. I could still hear Stephanie screaming and empty threats. She can seriously be such a bitch at times. I turned back to the girl who was currently in position of Stephanie's quote unquote "Stolen Shoes" I have to admit she did look pretty damn good in those golden pumps. They matched the cheetah print stripes on her sweat pants and her skin one.
"I'm so sorry about that. Stephanie as a tendency to be a little bit over dramatic." I said unsure of a polite way to say she's a crazy bitch at times.
"A little Bit?" The blond rocker boy who I immediately noticed when I entered the store said clearly pissed off at Stephanie's behavior. He "She looked ready enough to rip Trish's throat out"
"Trust me it could have been worse." I said smiling slightly at the memory of last Friday night.
"How" Trish asked walked around the counter and stood by the stairs.
"She's a black belt in shoejutsu." I said.
"I'm sorry did you say shoejutsu?" The brunette counter girl asked. I nodded walking up closer to the counter. Her name tag read Ally.
"Don't you mean jujutsu?" The blond asked.
Before I could answer a loud deafening war cry filled my ears. Adrenaline immediately started to pump through my veins.
"Get down" I shouted leaping over the counter and tackling the blond. We landed with a thud on the tiles. The loudness of my voice must have startled the others because they took to the floors as well. Thankfully just in time, because a six inch stiletto few right where Trish's head was. It landed somewhere with a loud thump. Then another whizzing was heard as the second stiletto was herald threw the air. This time the sound off wood splitting was heard instead of a thump. I heard the blond let out a sigh. I realized I still had my arms wrapped around his body. I quickly untangled my arms from him.
"I think it's over" He said standing up. I got to my knees and grabbed his shirt and pulled him down just as a sandal was about to claim his head.
"Backup pair" I muttered to him as the sandals twin made a soft thud, followed by Stephanie's shrieks as Natalie dragged her away.
This time I stood up first. I looked at the doorway and was relieved not to find of shoe wielding psycho standing there.
"It's safe" I said. The four others slowly emerged from their hiding spots.
"Holy crap! That was even more terrifying then the kangaroo" The red head exclaimed. I opened my mouth but decided not to question it.
"Uh Ally. You might want to see this." Trish said. I turned around and saw a silver stiletto embedded by the heel in a dark blue, almost purple acoustic guitar.
"Oh shit" Ally cried running up to inspect the damage. Ally grabbed the weaponized shoe and ripped it out of the guitar. This caused a chorus of "shit, shit, shit" to spew from Ally's mouth.
"Ally relax" Blonde said in a calm soothing tone. Ally's head wiped back to stare at him.
"No, I will not relax, Austin" She said. "My dad will kill me when he sees this."
"Can't you just hide it" Trish questioned.
"No of course not. This guitar has been in the store since it opened. He'll notice if it's gone."
"Can you fix it" Austin asked.
"That would cost money. An plus it'll take too long even if I had the money."
"Maybe someone will come in and buy it" The red head said.
"Dez, no one will buy this because there is a hole in it" She said emphasizing the last few words to make a point. I felt really bad for her. Then an idea struck me.
"Stephanie get in here" I yelled making everyone jump at least a foot in the air.
"Don't do that dude" Austin said. I opened my mouth to tell him not to call me dude, but Stephanie arrived.
"What" She snapped placing a hand on her hip. Natalie and Allison copying her motion. I took notice of Stephanie's bare feet
"Look what your shoe did" I said gesturing to the injured guitar. Stephanie looked at it and an expression of sadness and guilt filled her face.
"Oh. I am so sorry." She said sounding sincere.
"Sorry" Ally snapped. "Do you know how much it is going to cost to fix this?"
"Not to worry because we're going to buy it from you" I said to Ally.
"Excuse me?"The three girls shouted in unison.
"You break it you buy it" I said crossing my arms over my chest. "How much" I asked Ally"
"350 bucks" Trish answered for her.
"I don't have that kind of money" Stephanie defended herself.
"You bought those shoes for 400" I said gesturing to the pairs that Natalie, Allison, and Trish wore.
"But that's it"
"Then find out how to get more." I said. Stephanie looked from me, to the guitar, to Natalie, and to Allison. Then a smile formed across her face.
"Fine I'll help" She said in defeat. I smirked. Now Ally won't get in trouble and the four get revenge or the unnecessary shoe barrage.
"But you have to help me" She said glancing at Natalie as she handed her bag to Allison and making her way over to the piano. I looked at her as she sat down and lightly touched a few keys. I felt my heart clench as I realized what she was implying.
"No" I said firmly
"Yes" She said back
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes" she said as she snapped her fingers. I felt two arms wrap around my waist and the ground disappear from beneath my feet.
"Natalie put me down" I ordered as she made her way to the piano. I looked at the four for some help but they just stared back wanting to see what was going to happen. Soon I felt a sold surface beneath me as Natalie sat me down on the grand piano.
"Okay we will be performing a song he wrote called Bridge of Light." Stephanie said smirking at me.
"Ready" she asked in a whisper.
"Absolutely not" I replied loudly.
"Good" she said as she played the first note of the song.
Austin's POV
When Stephanie said that they were going to perform a song. I was a little confused. If she was going to try and get money then you should be in a crowded area. This place was barren minus the four of us and the Emo Kid's friends. I glanced out the window and watched as people walked buy without so much as a glance in the store's direction.
When the piano started to play I honestly expected for Stephanie to start to sing about sex and partying. So I didn't give her the satisfaction of looking at her when he first couple of notes rang out.
When you think
Hope is lost
And giving up
Is all you got,
That was what made me snap my head to the piano. Those lyrics and that voice. They came from that Emo Kid who sat on the piano with his head down. My jaw dropped to the floor and I closed my eyes and got lost in the lyrics and that voice. I was briefly aware a voice saying "Five Bucks", but didn't care/
Blue turns black,
Your confidence is cracked,
There seems no turning back from here
Sometimes there isn't an obvious explanation
While the holiest stars can feel the strongest palpitations
That's when you can build a bridge of light,
That's what turns the wrong so right
That's when you can't give up the fight
That's when love turns nighttime into day,
That's when loneliness goes away,
That's when you gotta be strong tonight,
Only love can build us a bridge of light
On your feet, I made a storm
You're convinced that you're all alone
Look at the stars, it's straight up the dark
You'll find your heart shines like the sun
Let's not let their anger get us lost
And the need to be right cause us way too high costs
That's when love can build a bridge of light
That's what turns the wrong so right
That's when you know it's worth the fight
That's when love turns nighttime into day
That's when loneliness goes away,
That's when you gotta be strong tonight
'cause only love can build us a bridge of light
Deep breath, take it on the chin
But don't forget to let the love back in
That's when love can build a bridge of light
That's what turns the wrong so right
That's when you can't give up the fight
That's when love turns nighttime into day,
That's when loneliness goes away
That's when you gotta be strong tonight
'cause only love can build us a bridge of light
Only love can build us a bridge of light...
As the final note rang threw the room I regained my senses. First I realized that Sonic Boom was packed. Sweaty bodies cramp up next to each other all with the same expression I was positive I had a few moments ago. Awe.
"Wow" Ally spoke in barely a whisper. As if she was afraid any noise could disrupt the quiet in the room.
"Whoa" Dez said in the same tone.
"Wow" Trish said in the same tone.
"Whoa" I said in the same tone.
The silence lasted for a moment and in the Emo Kid's eye I saw an expression of pure bliss before it vanished and was replaced with fear and nervousness. Then the silence was broken by a fake jersey accent.
"All right get out. All youez. Now" She demanded. The people grumbled al little but left in a zombie like trance.
Once the room was clear The Jersey girl made her way to us and dumped Stephanie's silver purse on the counter. It was overflowing with green paper.
"So how did I do" Emo Kid asked shyly walking up to us. I made a sound that might have been considered a yes. Real smooth Moon.
"Well theirs your money" Stephanie said walking up to us. "And I'd like my shoes back now" She said to Trish, who immediately started to take off her highly uncomfortable shoes. Trish held out the shoes and Stephanie snatched them and bolted out the door followed by her two minions. There was an uncomfortable silence before Dez spoke up.
"Dude that was incredible" He shouted. That loud compliment shook everyone out of their daydreams.
"Thanks" He said looking at our shoes.
"Seriously almost as good as me" I said lying threw my teeth.
"Uh thanks" He said quietly. I mentally hit myself. "Do you think this is enough money?" He asked indicating the silver purse.
"Probably" Ally said.
"Do you think I can get a case too?" He asked
"Yeah defiantly it's in the back" Ally said as she spun on her heels and disappeared threw a door with the guitar in hand.
"So where did you learn to do that" Trish asked as Dez began to ake the money out of the silver purse.
"I guess I was born with it. People keep saying I should put it on the internet but I have no desire to be famous. And when someone tries they just get like hypnotized by my voice or something. In my opinion I don't even sound that good." He said shrugged.
"Dude your voice is kick ass" I said.
"Thanks Austin" He said.
"Found it" Ally's voice rang out as she returned with the case. "I put the number the guy we use when our instruments brake." She handed it to him.
"Thanks Ally" He said.
"Let's go" Stephanie's annoying voice rang out.
"Be right there" He shouted back.
"No offense or anything, but how did a guy like you get a girl like that" I asked putting my hands in my pockets. He looked at me.
"We're not dating. I'm their GBFF"
"GBFF" I repeated. "What does that mean?" Emo Kid looked back at the ground and muttered
"Gay best friend forever." The four of us went quiet again
"Let's go Shilio" Stephanie shouted.
"Coming" Emo Kid…I mean Shilio said grabbing the purse and running with the case to the door. Leaving us in another Shilio induced silence.
A/N THERE'S THE FIRST CHAPTER. I DON'T OWN AUSTIN AND ALLY OR PINK'S BRIDGE OF LIGHT. AND FOR THOSE WHO ARE WONDERING WHY I MADE MY OC GAY IS BECAUSE I WANT TO SPICE THINGS UP IN THIS ARCHIEVE. AND NO I HAVE'T DECIDED IF THEIR'S GOING TO BE ANY PAIRINGS YET. GOOD REVIEWS ONLY PLEASE.