Hi you guys! Okay, so I teamed up with Tarantula to write this story. We both upload it. His is in Mitchie's POV and mine's in Alex' POV. Let me tell you that you really need to read Chapter 1 on both our accounts, because otherwise you won't be able to keep up. There's information in his Chapter 1 that isn't in mine and vise versa. We really hope you guys like this story and please review!

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Summary : What happens when one girl saves an other and takes her home to examine the bruises? What happens when the other girl has to leave for tour? This is ALEX'S POV!!

Tarantula: Lets Make Music of Our Magical Love ~Mitchie POV~- .net/s/5217379/1/Lets_Make_Music_Of_Our_Magical_Love

I stirred as someone knocked on my door. Who would possibly be knocking at let's see, I turned to look at my alarm clock, one in the afternoon?! Wait, one in the afternoon? Did I sleep that late? Normally Saturday was my sleep-till Sunday day, but today was only Friday. The knock came again and I groggily answered.

'What?'

'It's one o'clock! Get downstairs, your shift starts within ten minutes!' My mother's voice rang through the door. I groaned as I threw the covers off of me and lazily changed into some comfortable clothes. A pair of skinny jeans, a white tank top and some converse would have to do. I looked at myself in the mirror and raised an eyebrow. Then, I pulled my hair back and made a pony-tail.

'Perfect.' I simply shrugged before running downstairs.

'Well, if it isn't sleepyhead.' Justin laughed, receiving glare of me.

'I was just tired of last night, it was a busy day!' I complained before grabbing myself some toast and a glass of water.

'Yeah, making three sandwiches can be so hard!' Justin joked before walking downstairs.

I bit down hard on my toast before yelling after my brother, 'Psh, they had to be perfect! It was for me and my two best friends!'

I smiled to myself before I heard a yell from downstairs, 'I always wonder why those two stick up with you!'

Growling, I ate the rest of my toast. I had two best friends. One being Harper, the girl that was head over heels in love with my brother, who I could always count on to have some fun with and I could always crack jokes with and the other being Tessa, the girl who wasn't head over heels in love with my brother, who I could actually have a decent conversation with and who would always be there for me. Good thing was that Tessa and Harper were also best friends. Of course, they both knew about magic.

I walked down the stairs once I finished my breakfast, well actually it wasn't really breakfast because it was one in the afternoon, but to me it was breakfast, and took place behind the counter. My arms rested on it as I watched the few people eat their sandwiches. The doors burst open just as I was receiving the money from a satisfied customer.

'Thank you, come again.' I said monotone before turning to the brown haired girl who just walked in. 'Sup?'

'I just got two tickets to that concert tomorrow!' She yelled, waving two purple tickets in front of my face. 'Wanna go?'

'You know I'm not really into that band stuff and why don't you just ask Harper?' I asked as I closed the register and leaned back on the counter.

'It's not really a band, it's a girl and I heard she has a killer voice.' She slapped her hand onto the counter before continuing, whispering, 'And have you seen Harper lately?'

'No why?' I asked, not really sure I wanted to know what Tessa was talking about. But she only shook her head.

'Just wait for it.'

Not too long after she said that, the doors burst open again and Harper walked in. Dressed in a dress completely made out of candy papers and wearing a hat that said "I ate all the candy".

'Okay, I'll go.' I quickly whispered with a nod before turning towards Harper. 'Hi, you did not seriously eat all those candy's to make that dress, right?'

'No, I just collected some papers from the bin.' Harper replied as me and Tessa scrunched up our nose. 'I washed them! Really, smell, they smell like oranges!'

She leaned towards Tessa and extended her arm, but Tessa held up her hand. 'No thanks, I'm gonna take your word on it.'

'No, really, smell!' Harper insisted, pushing her arm under Tessa's nose. I giggled at the girl's face before my mom walked by.

'Hi, Mrs Russo!' Tessa quickly said, pushing Harper's arm away.

'Oh, hi Tessa, Harper. Nice to see you girls again.'

'Mom, can I go to that concert with Tessa tomorrow? You know there's a concert just a few blocks away. Tessa just got her hands on two tickets.'

'I don't know.' Tessa's face fell at the words of my mother. 'It will be pretty late.'

'C'mon! Pretty please with a cherry on top?' Tessa could be such a little kid sometimes, but that's one of the things I love about her. She could always convince my mother. Actually, I would have to ask her how she does that!

'Wait, you two are going to a concert without me? I thought we would do everything together!' Harper exclaimed as I put my hands up in the air to shush her.

'Harper!'

'Yeah?'

'Not helping!'

'Sorry.' She sat down at one of the stools near the counter before my mom sighed.

'Fine, but only because Tessa is going with you!' She pointed a finger towards the shorter brunette. 'You make sure nothing happens to her!'

'Don't I always?' Tessa smirks before mom left to serve some other customers. 'Harper, I'm sorry, but I could only get two tickets and Lex was the first to notice. I promise I get you a t-shirt with Justin's face on it by the end of the week?'

It's funny how Tessa always called me Lex and Harper just called me Alex. It was as if Harper was scared to give me a nickname because she thought I would turn her into a toad if I didn't like the nickname she'd give me. Once she heard the words roll out of Tessa's mouth, she flew around her neck in no time.

'Forgiven and forgotten! I'll see you later this week! Bye guys!' She ran out of the shop and I swear some of the candy papers were starting to fall off.

'A t-shirt with Justin's face on it?' I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

'Well, it's the best I could come up with.' Tessa laughed before I joined in on the laughter.

Come on! We have to go now! Xx

Tessa startled as I transported next to her in the car.

'Jeez! Give someone else a heart attack!'

'Sorry, I was running late when I saw your text.' I smiled before putting on my seatbelt. 'Don't tell mom.'

'I didn't see anything.' Tessa said, fixing her eyes on the road and driving towards the concert.

'Wow, there's a lot of people.' I gasped as we drove past the arena, searching for a parking spot. Finally, Tessa parked the car in front of someone's garage after asking it was okay. The girl was going to the show herself so she wouldn't have much trouble from the parked car. We thanked her before heading inside and to our seats. We had great seats even though they were just last minute tickets. We were right in front of the stage on a balcony and you could see the people clearly. Well, the people onstage were just like mini-people so you couldn't really tell who was who, but you could hear everything perfectly. A girl ran up the stage, but it was hard to tell what kind of clothes she was wearing.

'Hey, New York! You ready to rock?!' She yelled into her microphone. The crowd erupted in cheers and screams of excitement. After a couple of songs she introduced a song named Every Time You Lie.

Now you told me on a Sunday
That it wasn't gonna work
I tried to cry myself to sleep
'Cause it was supposed to hurt

We stand next to the fire
As the flame was burning out
I know what you were thinking
Before you say it aloud

Don't say you're sorry
'Cause i'm not even breaking
You're not worth the time that this is taking

And I knew better
Than to let you break my heart
The soul you'll never see again
Won't be showing scars
Oh no no

You still love her
I can see it in your eyes
The truth is all that I can feel
Everytime you lie Oh
Everytime you lie

I woke up the next morning

With a smile on my face
And a long list of gentlemen
Happy to take your place
Much classier less trashier
Then who you prove to be

How long's it ganna take before
You see that she's no me
Oh no

And I knew better
Than to let you break my heart
The soul you'll never see again
Won't be showing scars
Oh no no

You still love her
I can see it in your eyes
The truth is all that I can feel
Everytime you lie

At night no way
I won't be feeling your warm embrace
That's the price you pay for your mistake
Goodbye to cheating

So don't say you're sorry
'Cause I'm not ganna listen

And I knew better
Than to let you break my heart
The soul you'll never see again
Won't be showing scars
Oh no no

You still love her
I can see it in your eyes
The truth is all that I can feel
Everytime you lie Oh
Everytime you lie

Don't say you're sorry
Ohh yeah
Don't say you're sorry
Oohh yeah

The truth is all that I can feel
Everytime you lie

Wow, someone must've hurt her really badly if she writes this song. I couldn't help but feel sorry for her even though I didn't know her. I focused on the girl, but from up the balcony, it was hard to read her expression. I looked at the screen, but it was all black. Great, now's just the perfect time for it to be broken! I cursed internally towards the screen before squinting my eyes to take a good look at the girl, but failing. If I had known I would be drawn to her sooner, I could've gotten better tickets! The concert wass over before I know it and Tessa was dragging me outside.

'C'mon, let's go to her tourbus! Maybe we can see her properly when she gets out!' She pulled my arm and I'm too surprised by this movement to answer.

'Can't we just go? She's not going to come out when there are this many fans claiming her tourbus.' I said as we were finally next to a big white bus. I didn't really want to go, but I was liking this feeling too much. If I'm sure of one thing it would have to be this. Alex Russo has never felt this kind of feeling. Not even with Dean and I was absolutely positive that I was in love with him.

'C'mon! This might be a once in a lifetime opportunity to meet a celebrity!' Tessa exclaimed, clearly exited to meet the girl from the concert. Hell, I don't even know her name. Whatever, I'm going against my feeling.

'I'm gonna go home, I don't see the point in waiting for some singer to get on the bus.' I told Tessa. The brown haired girl just nodded before fixing her eyes on the exit where the singer was supposed to come out. I turned around and started walking home. I took the first street to the right when I heard a screaming noise in a dark alleyway on my left.

I turned to see a girl's fist collide with the side of the face of another girl, probably shooting a sharp pain across her head. The girl stumbled, but the taller girl grabbed her and forced her against the wall.

'Hey!' I yelled, sprinting towards the two. The girl pushed against the wall had probably no idea who was calling out, but I bet she was glad that someone else was there. She used the distraction to push the girl away and stumbled towards my voice.

I kneeled down next to her asking, 'Are you alright?' Before she could even reply, I got up and in between the brunette and the black haired girl. 'I think you should leave.'

The brunette watched the other girl, afraid of what might happen. She was a lot bigger than me or her, but I just glared at her and felt the tension in the grungy air.

Seeing that the girl wasn't moving, I reached into my back pocket, gripping my wand. Then I realised just in time I couldn't use magic so I lunged at the black haired girl. She was surprised by this and didn't have time to cover up her head. My fist collided with her nose, possibly breaking it. I ran back to the brunette before raising my eyebrows. 'I repeat, you should leave.'

The attacker held onto her nose, cursing out loud as blood wept through her fingers.

'Crazy bitch!' she cried.

'I don't think she's the one that's crazy,' the girl behind me said. I glanced at her, seeing she was still on the cold floor.

I giggled at her comment. 'I'm on her side on this one.' I pointed towards her before turning back to the girl. The tension was still building up instead of disappearing and I prepared myself for a revenge attack. I kept my attention to the girl while extending my left hand towards the girl on the floor, offering to help her get to her feet.

She took my hand and I gasped slightly at her touch. What the hell? I thought to myself. I shook the feeling off my shoulders before slowly backing out of the alleyway, gripping the other girl's hand tightly.

I pulled her towards the corner of the street. I was surprised that no one was around, but then again, everyone would probably still be waiting by that tourbus. I turned around swiftly to meet her eyes. 'I don't think that girl's gonna be a hassle anymore. I'm Alex.' I kindly said, shaking her hand which I was still holding.

'I'm Mitchie,' She replied, avoiding looking to my eyes.

'Okay, nice to meet you.' I replied. 'What was the deal with that girl anyway? Did she hurt you?'

'She thought I was someone else,' Mitchie said. 'And kinda, yeah. She punched me a few times.'

My face turned to worry as I became more concerned about Mitchie's health. 'Where did she punch you?' If Justin or Tessa would be here, they would think that I was ill, because normally I wouldn't be so worried about someone. But Mitchie was different, I got a strange feeling just from looking at her.

'Hit me a few times in the face,' Mitchie replied.

'Does it hurt?' I asked as I brought my right hand up to touch her cheek softly, my left hand still holding on to Mitchie's. I could see that her cheek started to turn a light shade of blue, nothing a bit of makeup couldn't fix. I trailed my finger along the bruise, before fixing my eyes on hers again. 'Somewhere else?'

'Gave me a punch to my stomach,' she added.

I finally released her hand as I reached into my pocket for my cell phone. I didn't know why, but I missed the touch of her hand instantly. My mind was racing at those feelings, but I shrugged them away. Typing a quick message to my mom that I was going to bring someone I said, 'You're coming with me and we're going to take care of those bruises.'

'But I don't know you,' Mitchie blurted out.

I looked up to her and nodded. 'I'm sorry. It's just that I want you to be okay and all...' I trailed off not wanting to say the real reason, which was that I wanted to spend more time with her. 'You know, after I save you I have to take care of your bruises too, right?'

'It's just my friend might freak when I don't turn up on the tou- when I don't turn up at the bus station,' Mitchie said. 'He's very protective of me. He's a great friend but sometimes it's like I have my dad around.'

'Yeah, I totally know the feeling. I have an older brother and he's always showing his intelligent side when I do ma... something.' I stopped myself from saying magic, before I put my cell phone away. 'But, yeah, er, you should, you know, go back to er, to your friend, at the bus station.' Wait, why am I stuttering?

Getting no reply from Mitchie, I spoke again, 'yeah, why don't I just... yeah.' I turned around and started walking down the street. My mind was racing. I didn't know why, but I was kind of hurt that she didn't want to come home with me. I really wanted to check if her bruises were okay. But Gosh, why did I feel so protective over this girl? I cursed mentally before looking to my right, seeing that the tall girl from before was watching me. I growled at her before continuing to stare in front of me.

I turned around as the sound of footsteps on pavement hit my ear. 'Oh, the bus station is this way?' I asked, glad that I wasn't going to have to walk alone with the tall girl lurking around the trees.

'No...' she said softly. 'You did say you'd sort out my bruises. Plus it's just a lot safer with you. I feel safe when I'm around you.'

I smiled at her words. 'Well, you shouldn't trust people like that. I just met you.' I joked as we continued to walk towards the Waverly Substation.

'Well, yeah,' Mitchie agreed. 'But you didn't know me when you saved me and that makes you 100% trust-worthy in my books.'

'I like your books.' I grinned, but I turned my head, shutting my eyes tightly. I could kick myself in the head for saying that! Why did I have to say that? I like boys, not girls! I took my cell phone out of my pocket as it vibrated. It was a text from my mom saying that she and dad were taking Justin and Max to some sort of museum which meant they weren't going to be home when I got home. Wow, I was glad I didn't have to go to that stupid museum. Ten points for Tessa picking today to go to a concert! I turned to smile at Mitchie before holding open the door of the sandwich shop once we reached it.

I saw Mitchie smiled as she replied, 'I like my book too. I wrote it after all.'

I started to laugh at that comment. She was so funny! Wait, no one beats me at being funny! Well, no one besides Mitchie then. I motioned for her to come in. 'Well, then I hope you write me in it, because I would love to be in it.'

'What kind of role would you have?' she grinned and I was positive that she was teasing me. 'Saving pretty girls in alleyways? Because I'm sure there are plenty that would be better to save than me.'

I was thinking of a good comeback, but failed. When did I ever fail at giving someone a good comeback? At the lack of my voice, I grabbed her hand and led her upstairs. I took her up the metal stairs and to my room where I sat on the bed. 'C'mon, let me see those bruises.' I patted the spot next to me as I scooted over a little bit, making room for Mitchie.

'Are you qualified for this?' She asked, sitting on my bed and I think I heard the nervousness in her voice.

'Let's just say I got a lot of bruises when I was younger and seeing my mom take care of them, I learned how to do it myself.' I replied as I studied Mitchie's face. 'This one's not that bad.' I got up and ran to get the first aid kit. I wasn't even out of breath as I got back in the room within seconds and quietly took out some ointment. I walked over to my closet and grabbed an old shirt, tearing it in pieces. I didn't care about the old clothing, because it was a shirt I hadn't worn in ages. Then, I did some of the ointment on one of the pieces and started to rub it along Mitchie's bruise on her cheek.

She smiled as she said, 'I didn't know you like Tears of Blood.' She must've noticed the words on the shirt I just tore up. 'I'm not that big of a fan myself, but they're okay I guess.' I smiled at her, knowing she was just keeping it with small talk. I didn't know if she knew I knew she was doing that, but I didn't mind. It kept the conversation going. 'So your family runs the sandwich shop?'

'Yeah, I also have to do shifts. You should come eat a sandwich once in a while.' I smiled, now turning to her stomach. I put my fingers to the hem of her shirt and glanced at her. 'Do you trust me?'

'Well it's not like I'm going to scream out rape is it?' Mitchie replied. 'It's only my stomach. I don't show anything else until the second date.' She laughed and I tried to hide the blush that found its way onto my cheeks.

I didn't know why, but I nodded before I slowly lifted up her shirt to just below her breasts, careful not to touch them. I trailed my finger across the bruise before applying some of the ointment as well. I couldn't help but think that her skin was so soft. Gosh! Get your act together!

After I was done, I took the first aid kit back and re-entered the room. 'To answer your question from Tears of Blood. I used to like them, but I also really like that girl from the concert. Did you went to see her?'

'I believe you mean "Did I go to see her?"' Mitchie giggled. I shrugged my shoulders. I always knew I had a problem with verbs. 'And yeah. I don't see what the fuss is about though. She's good but a bit overblown if you ask me.'

'Good? Come on, she was wonderful! Then that one song, Every Time You Lie? That was just a killer strike! I felt so bad for her, something bad must've happened to her to write such a song.' I said, sitting back on the bed and pulling Mitchie's shirt down, which was apparently still up. I looked at her and couldn't help but feel like I had seen her before.

'Maybe her ex boyfriend was a complete jerk?' She replied and suddenly I saw a flicker of hate in her eyes. 'Never trust a guy that wears his own lip gloss.'

'Wow, you've been there?' I asked, realising Mitchie probably didn't want to talk to me about it seeing as we just met. So I stood up and walked towards the door. 'Maybe er, maybe you should, you know, call your mom to come pick you up. Mine's probably coming...'

'Alex! We're home!' Someone called from downstairs.

'Home soon.' I finished my sentence. I left to go downstairs, leaving Mitchie free to call her mother.

'Hello mi hija. What have you been up to?' The one and only Theresa Russo asked as soon as I got downstairs. 'How was the concert? Where's Tessa?'

'Tessa was still there when I left and the concert was great actually! I think I might've met a new friend, she's still in my room possibly talking to her mom to come pick her up.' I replied, sitting down on the couch. 'She was alone in an alleyway and some girl was attacking her so I took her home to examine the bruises.'

'Wow, Alex has feelings?' Justin asked as he acted to be surprised.

'Unlike some of us,' I snapped before going back to my story. 'I told her to call her mother to pick her up.'

'Alex?' a voice called.

'Yeah, come down. My mother is here.' I called back, standing up next to my mom. I glanced at Justin and smirked. 'And apparently so is my older brother.'

I smiled as soon as she got down the stairs and I flung my arm around her shoulder introducing her. 'Guys, this is Mitchie. Mitchie, this is my mother Theresa and my older brother... Justin.'

My mother extended a hand towards Mitchie, 'It's nice to meet you and it's so good to know that Alex is making new friends.'

I saw Mitchie staring at my mother and then back to me before asking, 'Is this meant to be a joke?'

'What do you mean?' I asked, truly confused. 'Why would I joke about who my mother is? Do you think I'm a joker?' Wow, that came out harder than I intended.

'Whoops, feeling's gone.' Justin cut in, receiving a death glare from me before I turned back to Mitchie.

I saw Mitchie opening her mouth to give a reply, but the doorbell suddenly rang.

'I'll get it.' Mom said, walking towards the door and opening it. Her jaw almost fell to the floor and so did mine.

'What? How? Who?' I managed to get out. I stared at the two women, looking like twins before turning my gaze towards Mitchie. 'Mom yours is mine?' Somehow, my brain couldn't put the words in the right order.

I saw Mitchie cocked an eyebrow before walking towards us and she screamed at the sight of two versions of her mother.

I joined in on the screaming and said, 'I have no idea what's going on.'

'You have no idea?' Mitchie cried. Of course not, why the hell would I know how this happened? 'Why are there two versions of my mother? What are they? Twins?!'

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