Austin and Ally- 10 dates

Chapter 3

"And then he said that I was the most bossy, mean and dominating girl he had ever met! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT!" Trish shouted as she harshly brushed out the waves in my hair. Her and Dez had just had a huge fight because he wanted to eat at a chinese restaurant, while she wanted to go to an Indian one. I was going on my third date in about 45 minutes and unfortunately, Trish decided to take out her anger on my hair. My poor hair.

"Trish, can you please be a little gentler?" I pleaded as she yanked and pulled at my brunette waves with the brush. She sighed and rolled her eyes in frustration.

"Ally! You know when I'm mad at Dez I have to take out my anger on something! How can you be so selfish?" She snapped dramatically and I rolled my eyes. I'm being selfish? "I mean, I'm practically having a break down!" She continued loudly and held a hand to her head as if she was going to faint. Typical Trish. So over dramatic.

"Fine, you can take out your anger on my hair, but you have to hurry," I sighed in defeat while Trish smirked. I have got to stop being such a pushover! After a few more minutes of pain and agony, she finally finished brushing and curling my hair. My head felt so sore! Man, I hate it when Trish is angry. I hate it so much.

"Okay Ally, it's time to get you dressed up!" She exclaimed excitedly and skipped over to the wardrobe while I watched in horror. The thing about Trish is, after she's got all her anger out, she puts the rest of her time into dressing me up in all sorts of different outfits and hairstyles. So in other words, I became her barbie doll for a night. I didn't mind though because it made her feel better, and at least she wasn't angry.

"Alright Trish, just please don't go overboard, do you remember what happened last week?" I asked and cringed at the memory. Last week, after Trish and Dez's weekly fight, she came home and dressed me up as some type of clown. It made her laugh but I'm sure I almost died! The clown nose was cutting of my air supply! No joke.

"But Ally, you made a cute clown!" She laughed and pulled out an outfit from the wardbrobe. No I didn't, I made an embarrassing clown. "Now put this dress on, I'll dress you up as something embarrassing when you get back from your date," She smiled and tossed my a light pink dress, which landed shamefully on top of my head. You see I've never had much hand eye coordination. Actually I've never had any. I blamed my gym teachers.

"Thanks Trish," I replied with a small smile while slowly pulling the dress off my head. That was another thing about Trish, she may seem tough, but she would never let me be embarrassed in front of my crush- I mean friend. I'm so not crushing on Austin. Really!

"Oh come on Ally who are you trying to kid? You obviously like like Austin! And you've got to get rid of your thinking out loud habit," Trish exclaimed while pulling out some shoes from the wardrobe. I smiled and quickly began to put on the dress, it clung to my upper body and stopped at my waist where there was a thin black bow. The rest of it puffed out slightly and stopped at my knee. Trish paired it with a black leather jacket and put a thin black headband in my hair. She never lets me pick my clothes for dates because apparently, I'm awful at choosing outfits. Can you believe that! Just because this one time I wanted to wear my Chuck Taylors with my dress. What is wrong with Chuck Taylors!?

But today was different- she let me pick my shoes! I didn't know what was happening, maybe Trish was sick? I quickly ran over to my wardrobe and pulled out the highest heels I could find. If you told me I would be doing this a few days ago, I would have called you crazy, but I so badly wanted an excuse to wear Austin's flip flops again! I quickly handed Trish the shoes to see if she approved.

"Ha! That's proof your crushing on Austin, you hate wearing high shoes so why would you choose to wear extremely high shoes tonight?" She shouted and pointed at me accusingly. Nope, she wasn't sick. This was just an evil Trish trick. I was about to deny it, before she cut me off. "Your just looking for an excuse to wear his flip flops again." Was I that obvious?