Hey, I know i still have a lot of other stories, but I couldn't help but right this out. It's basically a short story about the music video to Made in the USA only with Alex and Mitchie as the lovers. Tell me what you think.

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Alex
The sun was close to setting and I was exhausted. My muscles were screaming in pain as I wiped the sweat from my brow. I had accepted a job at the town carnival for a little extra cash. Now that I was living on my own, I needed any extra money I could get just to pay the bills. I had just graduated from high school the month before and my plans didn't include college. I didn't have the money for it, and I felt no reason to go. I already had my life planned out. I had enlisted myself into the army and was accepted. My family always thought I would amount to nothing and was useless, but I was going to prove them wrong. I was going to train hard to be able to serve my country. Even if it meant I will more than likely die doing it.
I heaved up another bale of hay and started heading in the direction I had to put it when I saw the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Yeah I know it sounds messed up that Im a girl oggling another girl, but so what? Get over yourselves. She had long light brown hair with bangs that shaped her face perfectly, her chocolate brown eyes met mine as she walked past with her friends who were laughing. She lingered back a bit to watch me as I carried the large bale of hay towards the appointed truck, and I couldn't help but stare at the beauty before me. She glanced back to see her friends were leaving her behind, so she glanced one last time in my direction before running off to catch up with them. I shook myself out of whatever daze I was in and continued my work.
"Hey, did you hear about who's playing here tonight?" My friend Miley asked as I walked past the booth she was running.
"No, who?"
"Your love" She responded and I rolled my eyes.
"I don't have a love" I told her and she slightly shook her head.
"Well you practically live to worship her, so If she's not your love that would make you her stalker." Wati, she wasn't talking about...
"Demi Lovato!?" I asked incredulously and she nodded. OMYGOSH Demi Lovato was one of my all time favorite singers. The other one is Selena Gomez, I mean you cant' deny that she's extremely hot.
I ran off to the other side of the carnival to find a crowd had formed. I made my way to the crowd and pushed my way towards the center. There she stood in all her famous glory. Demi Lovato. She was dressed almost casually and I got the sense that this performance was never planned. She played her guitar with skill and sang a song I've never heard before.
Your always reading my mind like a letter.
When I'm cold you're there like a sweater,
cause that's the way you like to do it, that's the way you like.
Touch down on the east coast,dinner on the sky rise,
winter is the best time for walking under city lights,
you and I, just you and I
I found myself looking past Demi to see the beautiful brunette I had spotted earlier. She was watching the performance, a huge smile etched across her face. Then she suddenly looked at me and our eyes met again. I listened to the rest of Demi's song just watching the girl as she watched me. She seemed just as excited as I was to see Demi here. The song ended and I turned my focus back to the famous singer. The crowd applauded before dispersing as if she had been some random civilian that broke out into song. I figured the singer just wanted to enjoy the carnival like everyone else so I turned to walk away when a voice stopped me.
"Hey" I turned back in astonishment. No, she was probably speaking to someone else. I mean, why out of a whole crowd would THE Demi Lovato want to speak to me? But there she stood, watching me with a smile on her face. I looked back to see if she was looking at someone else.
"Yes you" The pop star said when I looked back at her questioningly,
"Yeah?" I asked nervously as I walked back up to her. She was putting her guitar in its case.
"I saw that back there" She told me and I immediately started thinking back to every bad thing I've ever done in my life, which was a lot, trust me. I must have looked as confused and nervous as I felt because she then explained herself.
"I saw you and that other girl watching each other. You were looking at her like she was the only thing on earth.
"Wha-who-her? I-I don't even know her!" I stammered.
"Well then you should get to know her. You obviously like her, and I think you should act on that."
"Why are you telling me this?" She sighed heavily.
"I liked someone once, but I didn't act on it. Now it's my biggest regret."
"Why don't you act on it now?"
"Because I'm famous now. I could lose everything I've ever worked for and she could too."
"But if she's the one meant for you, don't you think it'd be worth it?" She seemed to think it over before a smile formed on her face.
"Yeah, yeah I think it would. Thanks" She said then she walked off. I felt my jaw drop. I just gave Demi Lovato advice. Why didn't I ask for an autograph!?
"You might want to close the door." A voice said from behind me. I turned around to see the brunette I had been fantasizing about for the last 20 minutes. "Your gonna let the flies in."
I regained my composure and winced when it hurt my back to even stand.
"You okay?" She asked me.
"Yeah, just a little soar from work" I told her and she nodded.
"It seems wrong that they made you do all the heavy lifting when I saw some grown men running the booths."
"Yeah, well, seeing Demi perform live made it all worth it." She looked shocked.
"You knew there was going to be a performance?"
"No I don't think she even knew she was going to do that."
"Wow, I wish I could have gotten the courage to talk to her." I smiled thinking about what she told me. Hey, if your favorite celebrity tells you to do something out of the blue, I'm pretty sure you should do it.
"Me too. Hey, you wanna hang out sometime?" I asked her and her eyes lit up.
"I would love too."