Puppy Love

So, it's me again, the Gravy Guy. This is an idea I've had for a while, so since I'm apparently on a writing kick right now, I decided to try this out. I plan on there being one or two more chapters. Kinda sad, but that makes this the longest thing I'll have ever written. First time for everything. Hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Mitchie or Alex. I don't own the shows they come from. I do own the house and mom, I modeled them after my own. Let's just say I don't own anything previously copyrighted. I think that covers it like paper on rock.

Chapter 1

Mitchie's POV

Beep!...Beep!...Beep! 'Wow,' I thought as I sat up to shut off my alarm clock, 'they sure are insistent that you wake up right now, huh. And I'll bet an adult invented it. They're always on us kids about instant gratification and they're starting it before we get up.' By this time it was 6:15, and like I always did five minutes after I woke up, I shut off the music on my television, grabbed my clothes for the day off the floor, and headed to the bathroom. It was just a few feet down the hall from my room. It would qualify as my bathroom since my mom sleeps downstairs, but there's no shower down there so we're both stuck up here together.

In the bathroom I hopped into the shower, leaving the door open so I'd still be able to see in the mirrors after. There were no windows in there so it got pretty foggy. I threw on one of my white t-shirts and my favorite blue plaid button-up shirt, which I left open, and started working on my hair. Today I decided to just leave it down and mess it up a little so it fell nicely down my back. Then I headed back to my room after putting on a pair of my black skinny jeans. Back in my room I threw on my socks and filled my pockets with my headphones, flash drive, money, and phone like I always do.

Afterwards I headed downstairs, grabbed a bagel for breakfast, and took up my post at the window to watch for the bus. Yes, today was Monday in the last week of my senior year at high school, but I still don't drive. I just take the bus in the morning and walk the mile home after.

Once I got to school I had my English class. I took my seat up front by my friends Harper, Nate, and Jason. Harper's my best friend, she's kinda short with red hair and she's usually wearing her favorite color, green. Somehow that morphed into us usually teasing her about being a leprechaun, but it's all in good fun.

Nate's pretty much the smartest person in our entire school. You can ask anyone in our grade who's the smartest and they'll say him. I swear he has no social life outside of our group of friends and his girlfriend Caitlyn though. And Jason, well he's the friend you trade insults with. We always make fun of each other, it's just kinda our thing.

We got caught up there, Mrs. Koves always has a lot for us to do Monday mornings, but since it was exam week it wasn't bad, and then we went our separate ways. They all had their advanced math next, but I got into Psychology instead. It was really interesting to me why people did things. Alex, girl Alex, as long as I'm being honest might as well tell you I'm gay, everybody else knows, was also really interesting, if I'm being honest with you. She was the closest thing I had to a friend in there, but we didn't really talk about that deep of stuff, just the usual how are you, how was your weekend stuff. Of course we'd probably get into more if I wasn't spending half my time secretly staring at her. I'd had a crush on Alex since the tenth grade when she sat next to me for Chemistry class. Or, as I like to say, we had Chemistry together. Never heard that one before, have ya?

She looked especially beautiful today. I mean normally she was amazing, but today she musta gone all out. Her incredible body, think Megan Fox from Transformers hot, yes really, was adorned with a perfectly fitted sky blue sundress. Her hair fell down her back in little flowing ringlets like a shiny black wave.

Wow, I just skipped out on the first half of class watching her. I should really get in on this discussion so I at least seem to be paying attention. Somehow they'd gotten to talking about how the US had discriminated against African Americans and why it was wrong. Then it hit me,

"We're doing the same thing right now, to a lesser extent, to gay people." I interjected. The teacher agreed and then everybody started in on that. Our teacher is amazing. One girl kept talking about how she thought gay people were kind of weird and didn't really approve of them, and he calmly threw every argument she had right back in her face. Never raised his voice once, and still took away any truth from her case. Alex, I noticed, looked somewhat pleased at this as well, but she'd never had a problem with me, so I figured she was a supporter a while ago.

That was all that really happened until after lunch, when I had Drama, my favorite class and the only other one I had with Alex. We learned that for our exam there we would have to come up with a short one person skit and perform it in front of the class. That oughta be fun. I swear there are maybe four decent actors in that class, and it's not really bragging much when I say I'm the best one by far. We made a public service announcement, I was the only one that knew video editing, so I did most of the work. In our first play, they needed someone with a French accent, they picked me. I'd never done a French accent before, but I discovered I was actually quite good at it. Anyway, I was trying to say that beyond Alex and I, I don't really have high hopes for many of these skits.

That night I had a dentist appointment, and I did some thinking as I walked home afterward. I managed to come up with the gist of my skit idea. I chose a comedy, like I always do. It just came to me, and by the time I got home I had most of the script for a QVC program in my head. My product, the Johnson & Johnson Family Taser. I'm still not sure where I got that idea, but it worked.

Once I got home I had to take care of the dogs. My mom works at a hospital, but we also have a bunch of dogs. People come and pay her to breed their dogs with ours, and we take care of the puppies, give them a couple, and sell the rest. Most of the dogs we have are these cute little beagles, but since she got a new boyfriend last year, we also have some of his bigger German short hairs. Surprisingly, there was already someone in the kennel with the older short hair, Chet. Chet was like twelve and pretty mild mannered, but he still didn't care for strangers too much, and this girl was just in there. He didn't even care! I cared, especially when the intruder turned around and I saw that it was Alex. 'What could she possibly be doing in there?' I wondered to myself as I took off toward the house.

"Mom!" I shouted, heading through the kitchen and sliding to a stop in the living room doorway. "What is Alex doing out with the dogs?"

"Oh so you two already know each other. That's perfect! It's always easier to work with a friend." she responded excitedly in that typical mom way when they think they're helping their kid but really are just annoying them and possibly making them work with their crush!

"What do you mean work with?" I questioned.

"Well, she stopped by looking for a job for the summer, and I thought maybe you'd like someone to help you out and hang out with over the summer, so I figured it'd be fun." Yup, she's still in that 'I'm helping' mode. Ughhh. Do I have to explain everything to her?

"I can't work with Alex all summer! I really like her! She can't see me all sweaty and covered in dog poop!" That is definitely not my best look, and I know, I've seen it. Hopefully I'll remain the only one to have seen it... Oh no, I did not just tell my mom who I like. I can never do that. "Don't you dare go telling her!" I shouted, seeing that look in her eye. I swear, my mom is a huge gossip about my love life. Why?

"OK, I won't," she sing-songed. This can't be good, "If you tell her." I knew it wouldn't be good.

"Fine, fine, I will. I'll tell her by the end of the summer."

"OK then. You'll see, it'll just take some time. I know her mom. Moms know things." Oh, sure. I'll just confess my feelings to the insanely beautiful girl outside. I'm sure that'll end well. My mommy told me so. Guess I'm gonna have to deal with this all summer.

Yeah, I know. I'm still working on my dialogue skills. I'm gonna put some more into the next chapter. This was really mostly background anyway. Woulda been kinda strange for Mitchie to be talking to herself getting ready. You'll also get the drama exam, which is the actual script I wrote for mine, so that's kinda cool imo. I know you have thoughts, so good or bad, push the button and let me hear them!