When you said Allie it was always followed by Austin. That's just how it was, them as a singular unit. From the beginning, for as long as anyone could rememeber, it had always been them together. They couldn't even tell you when they met, they had just always been together. It didn't matter if they looked completely different with Austin being tall, white-blond, and green-eyed while Allie was slightly shorter with dark, dark brown hair and grey-blue eyes.. you just instantly thought they were siblings. If you asked or inplied it they'd laugh and shake their heads, chuckling "No, no! We're just best friends!" Which was how it was right? It never, ever was anything different.
Allie grinned at herself in the mirror and shook her head, feeling ashamed and embarrassed. Of coarse yesterday had been nothing but Austin and Allie being Allie and Austin. They were rehearsing Austin's new song for his band when he'd broke off mid-verse and just stared. At her. It was like he had found something amazing in her eyes, in her, something he had never seen before. Whatever it was it sat right on the edge of her lips, but right as she went to speak these magical words in walked Brian, and the dream shattered. Austin smiled at her normal and wiped his spiky bangs from his eyes and stood up to man-hug his bandmate.
Allie sighed and smiled again, feeling silly. She jumped from her bed and grabbed her bag, slinging it over her shoulder. If she thought about stupid things like this any longer she was going to miss her geography test and then she would have all weekend to sit right where she was and think all about it.
Dashing down the stairs she just managed a wave to her mother, who unlike every one of her friends' parents, looked less like a thirty-something mother of a sixteen year old and more like a powerful woman who had a slightly annoying meeting with a big time invester who was running late. Today her long flowing hair was pinned up on her head in a messy yet classy bun with small curls around her face. She wore A red pin suit with dainty black lines. Her shoes were classic black with red soles. She reclined against the counter, picking at a small bowl of yogurt. "Allie! You gotta eat something!" Allie wrinkled her nose up and spun to shut the door.
"Fine, at school!" Allie pounded down the stairs and took off towards the bus stop at the end of the street.
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