So, there I was in my room, trying to write a chapter for one of my other fics when I suddenly thought, 'what would happen if Austin was Ally and Ally was Austin?!' and I came up with this! Good old swictheroo!
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Ally's POV
"Ally? Are you okay, dear?" mom asked from the doorway of my room. I shrugged and continue to stare out of my window. The sky is cloudy, and it's pouring rain. Practically hailing, I'd say.
Perfect weather for my sour mood.
"What happened?" she asked, walking over to my bed and sitting next to me. Should I tell her?
"Umm, Austin and I had a fight," I said, looking at my shoes.
"What happened?" she asked once again. I sighed. "Well..."
Flashback
"Are you done yet?" Austin asks again. I sighed in annoyance, "No, Austin, I'm not."
We're trying to write a song here. Trying. Austin hasn't had a song for a long time now, and he's been pestering me about it. Trouble is, since Dallas moved from Miami all I've been able to do is sit around and write sad love songs. But, Austin doesn't like them. Says they're too girly.
Trish has been on my side on this whole thing. I mean, it hurts that Austin isn't really considering my feelings and just wants another song. Of course he's acting like this, it's all because of Cassidy. Guess what? She's back from LA and she's now really, really snobby. She's been dating Austin for a while now, and she's changing him. I don't like it. Because of that, we've been fighting more often. It sucks.
Dez is on Austin's side, which I'm not really surprised with. They're best friends, and Dez has never really been the most comforting one. He speaks his mind often, proof that his mind is very... erm, special.
"Now?"
"No! It would be useful if you helped me instead of texting Cassidy all day!" I snapped.
"Don't blame this on Cassidy! She's being really nice right now and more of a friend than you are right now." Don't blame this on Cassidy?! Don't blame this on Cassidy?!
"I can! And I will! And I do! I blame all of it on her! The reason why Dallas moved! My writer's block! Your jerky attitude! Global Warming! The price on gas! The reason why Japan had a tsunami! I blame it all on her!"
"What is your problem?" he asked, getting off of the counter, "You need to stop badmouthing her and get your priorities straight!" Oh, that's it!
"You don't even know what that means!" I explode.
"I do know that you're being a-"
"A what, Austin? Huh?"
"A bad friend," he said, "Wonder why Dallas doesn't bother to talk to you anymore?" What has Cassidy done to him?!
"Austin, that's not fair at all, I mean you could at least be nicer-"
"I am!" he said, putting his hands up in defence, "You're just not acknowledging it."
"I wish you would see things from my point of view! It's not easy when you lose someone you really like, Austin. You're not helping right now!"
"Ally, all I'm asking for is a song."
"And all I'm asking for is a better friend!"
"You wouldn't know one if they came up to you a slapped you in the face."
I sighed in irritation, "You know what?"
"What?"
"I quit," I yelled, "I'm done!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Good luck finding a better songwriter," I said, "Now, get out of my store!"
End Flashback
I swallowed hard, "It didn't go well."
Mom looked at me sympathetically, "Don't worry, Ally, life has a funny way of working things out," she said, ruffling my hair. I sighed, maybe she's right.
Although, looking back, the fight doesn't seem as big to me as it did before. It looks bigger. I'm still mad at him, I don't even want to talk to him. He needs to apologise, because I think I deserve that at least.
I looked out of the window again. The rain calms me. I love the steady beat, the thunder and lighting. I love how everything is clean and fresh after it's been gone. Like the world has been cleansed from all the dirt of before. Suddenly, there's a loud clap of thunder from outside. I jumped slightly. Gotta love that.
My thoughts drifted back to Austin.
I just wish he'd see things from my point of view.
Austin's POV
Man, what is up with Ally? I mean, she was being totally out of her line today at the store. Girls are so moody.
Flashback
"Are you done yet?" I asked again. I watched as she sighed in annoyance, "No, Austin, I'm not."
We're trying to write a song here. Trying. I hadn't had a song for a long time now, and I've been asking Ally for a new song lately. But since Dallas left, she's been writing these sad song. They're good but so not me. I think they're way too girly.
Trish has been on her side on this whole thing. I really don't get why she's been so angry with me for this whole thing. Come to think of it, it's kind of been happening a lot, ever since Cassidy came back. We're dating now, by the way. Sorry, I just love saying that. Cassidy's just that awesome.
Dez, however, is still the only sane one in the group. Well, as sane as Dez can get. He gets me, unlike Trish and Ally.
"Now?" I asked again.
"No! It would be useful if you helped me instead of texting Cassidy all day!" she snapped. Just then, another text from Cassidy popped up.
"Don't blame this on Cassidy!" I said, defending her. What? She's my girlfriend. "She's being really nice right now and more of a friend than you are right now." It's true, all Ally and I have been doing recently is fight, fight, fight. Ally stood up from her seat at the piano, glaring at me.
"I can! And I will! And I do! I blame all of it on her! The reason why Dallas moved! My writer's block! Your jerky attitude! Global Warming! The price on gas! The reason why Japan had a tsunami! I blame it all on her!" What. The. Hell.
"What is your problem?" I asked, getting off of the counter, "You need to stop badmouthing her and get your priorities straight!" I have no idea what that means, but I've heard people say it on TV so... yeah.
"You don't even know what that means!" Mind reader!
"I do know that you're being a-" I pause. Do I dare say it?
"A what, Austin? Huh?"
"A bad friend," I said, "Wonder why Dallas doesn't bother to talk to you anymore?" I said it! I know that was kind of mean, but she deserved it!
"Austin, that's not fair at all, I mean you could at least be nicer-"
"I am!" I said, putting my hands up in defence, "You're just not acknowledging it." It's like the words are just coming up, like... I don't know, word vomit?!
"I wish you would see things from my point of view! It's not easy when you lose someone you really like, Austin. You're not helping right now!" In all fairness, she never really asked for my help. How can she be so selfish?!
"Ally, all I'm asking for is a song," I said, slightly calmer. Okay, I lie. It wasn't calm at all.
"And all I'm asking for is a better friend!"
"You wouldn't know one if they came up to you a slapped you in the face." Where did that come from?!
She sighed in irritation, "You know what?"
"What?"
"I quit," she yelled, "I'm done!" Please don't tell me she means...
"What are you talking about?"
"Good luck finding a better songwriter," she said, "Now, get out of my store!"
That did not go well.
End Flashback
It's not like it was my fault, anyway. I just asked for a song, and she became Godzilla. No wait, Allyzilla. How am I supposed become noticed if she doesn't write me a song? That is the whole point of Team Austin, anyway. So that I become noticed, along with Ally.
But, that's going to happen if she doesn't write songs, now will it? So, as you can see, it's all on her. Not my fault in any way. A clap of thunder pulled me from my thoughts. I shivered and shut my bedroom's curtains. All this rain is driving me crazy. I was planning on going to the beach with Cassidy, but that's not going to happen now. What was I talking about? Oh yeah, Allyzilla. Seriously, she should apologise, because she owes it to me. Not vice versa.
Right?
Of course I'm right.
She really needs to see things from my point of view.
I woke up, yawning as I got out from my warm bed. Weird, I don't remember my bed being that comfortable. What time is it?
I reached for my phone, which usually sat on my bedside table. Instead of my black myPhone, I found a pink Samsung Galaxy. Wait, isn't this Ally's? I looked around for the first time since I got up, and found that I wasn't in my room. What is going on?
"Mom?" I called. I gasped and covered my mouth. That was not my voice!
"Yes sweetie?"
I turned around, "Morning Mrs. Dawson!"
Mrs. D laughed, "What happened to mom?"
I looked at her in confusion, what is she talking about?
"Ally, don't just stand there, you have school today," she said before leaving. Di-did she just call me 'Ally'?! I ran to Ally's bathroom and looked in the mirror. Ally's reflection stared back at me. Or should I say... my reflection?! No, no, no, no! This cannot happen to me!
Is this some sort of sick joke?! Maybe I'm dreaming. I pinched myself again and again.
There is no way that I'm Ally. I'm Austin Moon! I love being me. A phone started ringing. I stood for a moment before realising that it was Ally's phone. Should I pick up?!
"Hello?" It's so weird having her voice come out when I talk. So you can imagine how shocked I was when I heard my voice answer.
"Austin?!" Ally – I think – shouted. I winced at the volume of my – her – tone. "Oh my pickles, what happened? This better be a joke!" Panicked voice? That is Ally for sure.
"I wish I could say the same thing..." I said.
"We need to talk, and don't tell anyone about this!"
As if I was planning to.
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