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A/N: I'm really bad with continuing with my stories so if anyone would like to add on to it, I'm totally cool with that…

Alex Russo gave me butterflies. There was no doubt about that. It's not the whole typical sweet, smart and innocent thing that most people go for. In fact, she doesn't appear to be any of those things… Well she is smart but in other ways… and she could be sweet if you catch her on a good day… and as for innocent, I don't think anyone has seen that side of her.

She was adorable, no denying that. She has a baby face that made her devilish grin look so… cute. I even noticed the little things she does that made me see her as a cute crush instead of a "hot piece of ass" as the guys say.

"Hey, Harper." My heart leapt into my throat once I heard her voice from the other side of the hallway. She was eating a frozen yogurt in a cone… pink, her usual choice but her least favorite color.

"Alex! You're late again." Harper stomped her foot. She was quite animated with whatever she did. "It's already second period!"

"Right." Alex chuckled, throwing her cone into her locker that lacked books, or anything that had to do with school. "Well, usually I come in a little bit after third period, so for me, this is early."

I grinned. I had more time to see Alex today. I only have one class with her and that's art, second to last period. Luckily, she always shows up for that class.

"Alex Russo." A rather large, bald man stood before her with his arms crossed. We knew him as Mr. Laritate… not to be confused with the Larry Tate from 1964's Bewitched. "You're late again."

Alex rolled her eyes. "I know, I know… detention." She held out her hand for the slip.

"Actually, you're going to stay after school, not for detention, but for an extracurricular activity…"

"Like helping the janitor's go through students lockers?" she asked hopefully.

"No, Ms. Russo… and it's not proven that they do that… That is not an extracurricular activity. You can choose from the list on the bulletin board, but I do suggest going to art club. I've noticed your talents in that class and this cowboy," he pulled on his suspenders that he wore under his brown jacket. I would have been happy not knowing he wore those, especially in public. "is impressed."

Alex gave a sly grin towards Harper. I knew what that look meant, as did Harper. "No problem, Mr. Laritate."

"Report to my office after school with your decision." He readjusted his bolo tie and walked off.

Alex grabbed the list off the bulletin board and began reading off the club names. "Mathletes, Alien as a Second language. No thanks… Happy Helpers; been there done that… Art Club, Video Game Club, Dungeons and Dragons Club, Women's Awareness… yeah yeah yeah… Hey, Harper."

"I am not joining the club with you." She protested quickly. "I have enough on my plate already."

Alex nodded. That wasn't my first question but now that I have the answer, what does LGBT stand for?"

"Oh, um, Lesbian, gay, bi, and transgender." No one really knew about the club. It was strictly exclusive and for the gays but their straight friends and supporters go too from time to time. No one really messes with the club since two of our deans are in charge of the club. It's not like they're gay or anything but they have siblings or something like that who are gay. …But the meetings are in room 402 Tuesdays, from 3:30p.m. to 5p.m. There long, drawn out conversation as to how they first came out gets old after the first five meetings but they're worth it for the free pizza.

Alex scrunched up her face. "Oh, I didn't know that. Shows how much I pay attention." She paused for a few seconds. "Art club it is."

I ducked behind my locker and put away my Chemistry book. Too bad Art club is at the same time as LGBT club. It would have been awesome having an extra hour with her.

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It was my turn to set up the drinks and cookies for today's meeting. I did my best to decorate the platter the best I could. Oreo's on the outside, chocolate chip on the inside and oatmeal on the inside. They banned peanut butter cookies from the meeting since two people in my school are allergic to it. Who? I don't know, but it's my favorite type of cookie next to molasses which sounds like a disease but it's quite good.

Danielle took her usual seat across from mine so she could stare at me. Not to sound conceded or anything but I know for a fact that she likes me but she's not my type. It's not that she actually looks like a boy with her shaved head, piercings, and baggy clothes, it's just she's a bitch who would sleep with any girl that goes her way. I find her to be disgusting. She gives lesbians a bad name. Her friend, and fuck buddy (who hates me for obvious reasons) Lori sat right next to her. I hated sitting through the meetings looking at her large crooked nose and obviously cavity filled teeth. She scowls at me every chance she gets. I don't want her "boyfriend". Hopefully she will grow to understand that.

Then, there's Miki with an I. He's the most flamboyant gay guy I know, and he's hysterical. I do feel bad though, because he always wishes he was born straight so he wouldn't be picked on as much. I do understand… to a certain degree. No one in the school really knows that I'm a part of the club except for the people in here so I just receive the torment from myself.

Steven is a less obvious, gay guy. He's totally hairy so you'd never guess he was gay or that he was with Miki for a short while. It ended badly but they're on good terms. He's in the closet like me, trying to keep a low profile but it sort of leaked, so it's only a rumor for now.

Dom is a total sweet heart who tries to solve everyone's problems but his own. His life is a complete train wreck but he's always trying to give other's advice. It's a really long story but I hid him in my room for about a month because he got kicked out for his "condition". I was able to hide him for a whole month without my family realizing it. It helps to have punctual parents.

Amanda and Destiny sat practically on top of each other and I understand since they were officially going out. They did typical couple things while still keeping a low profile in the school. They were complete opposites when it came to looks. Amanda was tall with brown hair and brown eyes, and Destiny was short with blonde hair and blue eyes. Though they look totally different, they act exactly the same. They never seemed to laugh at any of my jokes… or anyone else's for that matter. Not to sound too harsh but the only thing that really made them stand out was that they were both girls in a relationship together.

"Thank you, Mitchie, for setting up the drinks and snacks today." Ms. Lavista said without looking up from her chart. I nodded as If she was able to see me. "Any stories you would like to share?" she asked, finally looking at me.

I shook my head. My "gay" life was practically non-existent aside from me just liking girls. I never had a girl friend and my parents don't know. It's not like they're against gays or anything, it's just I'm not ready to tell them.

Someone knocked on the door, making everyone jump. I assume everyone has their reasons, but I shared a mixture. Well, loud or sudden noises make me nervous and I didn't know who would be on the other side of it, revealing my not-so-secret secret and anticipating a new member.

Ms. Lavista opened up the door. "Hey," My heart sank as Alex Russo's eyes lifted from the bulletin paper and met mine. It felt like I had a whole chicken lodged in my throat. I wanted to jump behind Miki, or even start running. I wanted to do a lot of things but all I was able to do was sit there, dumbfounded. Alex's expression even fell when she looked up at me. She quickly turned her attention back to Ms. Lavista. "…is this art club?" She asked in a high pitched voice.

"No, Ms. Russo." Even teachers she didn't have knew who she was. "That's downstairs in room 302… in the art room."

"Rigggght." She looked around at the people sitting with me. "'Cause it says 402 on my paper so I'm just going to go to 302, now." Alex turned on her heel and began running down the hallway to the staircase.

I sank down into my chair, unsure of what to say or do next. The pizza should be here with in a half hour, but I completely lost my appitite.

A/N: Good/Bad? I'd like to know…