Alright! My first multi-chapter fic! I hope you guys like it! I have no idea how long it will be. Warning in advance, there will be Jalex later on. Some Jalex sexin too. Nothing all that explicit, but just in case you're all squeamish on Jalex-ness, I advise you don't proceed. Please review. Gracias :)
C-H-A-P-T-E-R O N E
(a l e x pov)
You were graduating. How in the world did that happen? You, the one with a billion and ten detentions, were actually graduating high school.
You had skipped a ridiculous amount of classes and cheated on half your tests and refused to do any homework that wasn't art related.
And yet, you were somehow getting out of this prison they call school.
Without dropping out.
It was the surprise of the entire freaking century.
"Alex! Hurry up! We're going to be late! You can't be late to your own graduation! That's a little extreme! Even for you!" Harper yelled up the stairs, slight panic in her voice.
"I'm com-ing!" you hollered back, breaking the last word in two as you slid your black gown over your head.
You almost didn't want to wear the stupid thing. You were wearing a new dress, emerald green satin flowing around your torso and ending right above your knees. It was strapless and gorgeous and emphasized all your curves perfectly.
It was practically a sin to not let it be seen.
You slid on gold stilettos and a thin gold chain before running down the stairs, grinning as a plan formed in your head.
"I'm here, I'm here!" you laughed breathlessly, smiling at the exasperation and amusement on Justin's face. "Well come on! God, Harper, what's taking you so long?" you laughed again, grabbing an amused Max by the wrist and pulling him towards the door behind you.
Your parents and Justin and Harper all followed, Justin pretending to be annoyed, Harper actually annoyed, and your parents still just in shock that you were graduating. You should probably be offended by that, but honestly, you're pretty surprised too.
You get to the ceremony and Harper quickly drags you towards the line, barely giving you time to wave to your family before your swallowed by the crowd.
Everyone is lined up alphabetically and they're halfway through the R's when you make your move.
You grin at the girl behind you, handing her your hat with a quick can-you-please-hold-this?-kay-thanks! and sliding your gown off over your head. They're on the last name 'Roberts' as you straighten out the green dress and make sure all your curls are lying perfectly against your head.
The girl behind you stares at you stunned as you grab the hat back from her. You ball up the hat and gown and throw them to your left, where the few people with last names starting with a Z stood.
"Alex Russo!" Gets called out on stage and you grin brightly, bouncing up the steps and winking at the boys whistling at the sight of your dress. Mr. Laritate shakes his head resignedly, and you can almost see the though bubble saying thank you god, she's finally leaving, because even though you were only there for four years, you're pretty sure that it felt like much, much longer to him.
You catch sight of your family as you grab your certificate, your mom is frowning, Max is laughing, your dad looks kind of bored, and Justin has the strangest mix or disapproval and amusement on his face.
You smile at all of them, flashing a peace sign and sticking out your tongue when your mom holds up the camera, your other hand holding up the document that proudly proclaims you actually graduated.
Everyone sits through the rest of graduation impatiently and when they finally give the okay for throwing up all the caps, you realize yours is behind the stage somewhere and you grab the kid's in front of you, smirking when he turns around to look at you and quickly turns back around when he sees who it is that took his hat.
You throw it up into the air and cheer and find Harper and let her hug you so tightly that you can't really breathe.
You run off to find your family, Harper having gone to find her parents since they had come back to town for graduation, and Max yanks you into him, squeezing you quickly before letting go. He's grinning when he pulls back, rambling on about how freaking awesome you looked against all those other boring fools.
Your mom pulls you into a hug next, giving you a slight scolding for the stunt, but not really angry.
And then your dad is hugging you, too tightly but he's still freaking out about his little girl graduating, so you guess you understand.
Then Justin slides his arms around you and whispers, "I am so freaking proud of you," in your ear as he embraces you closely.
The warm feeling lasts until you get back home.
You're crazy excited.
Not only did you graduate, which is still unbelievable no matter how many times you say it, but you also got into a college.
A good one.
With a scholarship.
For art.
What more could you want?
You got into New York University, where Justin also happened to attend, and your tuition was completely paid for as long as you retained an 3.0 and did well in your art classes.
To you, it wasn't all that surprising to get in because you maybe, kind of, sort of wore the smarty pants for your college entrance exams.
But the scholarship, that one was a shocker.
You did not see it coming. You were getting free tuition for taking classes that you already would've taken and you were being recognized for art, for something that you loved to do.
It was wonderful and your parents were so happy and everything was going pretty fantastic in your life right now.
There was a party in the substation, you and your family, Harper and hers, and a few other kids that you guys were almost friends with. Everyone was dancing and talking and your dad was trying to convince people to eat some crazy weird sub he had come up with.
You were sitting on the staircase, just taking it all in, when Justin broke away from Max and Harper and came over to sit next to you.
"You did good, little sister. Even though you had one last moment of rebellion and wore that gorgeous green dress." He said, not looking at you as he spoke but instead surveying all the people in the crowd.
"Gorgeous green dress?" you questioned, ignoring everything else that he said in favor of the potential mockery. There was nothing more fun that making fun of Justin.
"Oh. I said that? I meant… I meant… I meant not gorgeous green dress." He huffed, unable to come up with anything else to say.
You laughed at his child-like tone and nudged him with your shoulder. "So there?" you asked jokingly as he bumped you back.
"Yeah. So there." He quickly repeated, taking a drink form the plastic cup in his hands.
The two of you sit there for the rest of the night, occasionally talking to people who come over to either congratulate you or say hi to Justin. You mostly sit in silence, unwilling to admit that you missed each other but enjoying the time spent together.
You finally go to bed around three in the morning, not waking until one the next afternoon. You stumble down stairs, yawning a hello to Max as you collapsed next to him on the couch.
"Alex, could we talk to you for a second? You too, Justin." Your mom asked, sitting on the chair opposite you, your dad moved to stand by her shoulder and you automatically slid closer to Max so Justin had room in between you and the end of the couch to sit.
"Yeah?" Justin asked while you just blinked at them, not quite awake. Justin glances over at you and rolls his eyes, slipping an arm around you and pulling you up to rest on his shoulder so you stop falling into Max.
"Well. We were thinking of getting Justin an apartment. And… we kind of decided that you should just live with him, Alex. It'll make Jerry happier because he won't be as worried about you and it will cost less and really it's just easier all around." Your mom says quickly, folding her hands in her lap.
Well shit.
You're certainly awake now.