"Thanks for coming in and have a nice day!" Ally said as she watched the shaggy haired guy walk out of the Sonic Boom music store.

"Yeah! But don't come back!"

Ally looked at her friend in shock. "Trish, that's an awful thing to say!"

"Well, so was he! What a loser! Who comes into a music store to ask directions? To a roller rink? What is a roller rink, anyway?"

"Um... roller skates?" offered Austin. "You know... old fashioned roller blades?"

"Oh... right." Trish said, although Ally was pretty sure that Trish had no idea what she was talking about.

"What kind of loser goes into a place like that?" Trish continued. "God, I'm so sick of everyone who comes in here turning out to be a complete-."

Noticing Trish's silence, Ally, Austin and Dez stared at her.

"Are you okay?" Austin asked.


"Whoa, what?"

In a daze, Trish pointed to the door.

"Dez... w-who is that?"

"Who, him?"

"And just when I thought that all the cute boys had vanished off the face of the earth."

"Hey!" Dez and Austin said in unison.

"Trish, it's just a customer!" Ally said. "I mean what's the big deal? He can't be that-."

The cymbals that Ally held in her hand fell to the floor; their loud crashing sound echoing throughout the store.

Trish had been totally wrong. This boy wasn't cute at all...

He was absolutely gorgeous.