Summary: Alex Russo is part of the social elite group in New York. She goes to nothing but upper-class places, and always plays by the rules. Then, she meets Nate Grey. A boy who never plays by the rules. He's decided he'd never fall in love. Can Alex Russo change that? NALEX

"Alexandra, you look amazing." Her mother, Theresa stated as she looked at her six-teen year old daughter. She was wearing a debutanté gown, that flowed in all the right places. It was an ivory strapless satin bodice with beaded embroidery, organza ball gown skirt, and chapel train. It was perfect. "You are so beautiful." She once again complimented her as Alex stepped in front of the mirror. She never felt more beautiful in her life.

"Can we change the gloves to match my dress."? Alex spoke softly and turned to her maid. "I want them ivory." She said then turned back to the mirror. "I'm so nervous." She was going to the annual debutanté ball at the Waldorf-Astoria hotel in New York, tonight. It was the social event of the season.

"No need, sweetheart. You'll do perfectly fine. Besides the escort your father and I chose for you is a lovely young man." Theresa spoke lifting up Alex's dress slightly to see what shoes she was wearing. "No not those." She said and handed her a pair of ivory colored heals. "These."

"Who is he?" Alex asked as she put on her heels. She wanted to be surprised when she saw him, but the anticipation build up inside her and was ready to explode.

"He's the son of Denise and William Grey. Remember we met them at where was it-?" Theresa placed a finger on her chin trying to remember. "Was it St. Petersburg? Or was it Madrid? Oh, I can't remember but it was during summer last year."

"St. Petersburg." Alex answered and sat on the edge of the chair she had set in front of her vanity. "I only met one son. He was the oldest, and definitely not the brightest." She giggled and turned her attention to her mom. "His name was Jason I believe."

"No, not Jason. Nathaniel." Her mother stood next to the door and called the hairdresser. "He's your age, and definitely the most sought after escort. You're lucky your father and I are close friends with the Grey's."

"What's so special about him?" Alex didn't mean to sound rude but how could one boy cause so much attention with all the deb's. "I mean, why does every girl want him?"

"He's very attractive, Alexandra. And you're very beautiful. The Grey's knew that, that's why they agreed Nathaniel would be your escort." The hairdresser came and started to curl Alex's hair. "Have you talked to GiGi Hollingsworth lately?"

"Oh, God no." Alex slightly laughed. "Why would I talk to her?"

"Word on the street is she was dying to have Nathaniel as an escort, but he let her down easy." Alex looked at her mother and laughed. "Oh, Alex I can't believe you're finally going to your debutante ball. I remember mine perfectly. You know, that's where I met your father."

"I know, mom." Alex said as her mother sat down next to her. "I just hope tonight lives to my expectations."

"Hey! You!" Alex turned around immediately when she heard someone calling out. She was at the entrance of the hotel when she heard the voice. "Yeah, you. Come here." She walked slowly to an abandoned hallway when she first saw him. He was wearing a tuxedo with a white tie, and white tails. He was obviously an escort. He had short curly hair and an amazing smile. She looked at him and felt intimidated. "Wow, looks like I sure do know how to pick em'." He smiled at her and she looked at him confused. "You want to get out of here?"

"I don't know if you've noticed but I'm kind of a debutante. This is my ball. I can't just leave. Besides it looks like your someone's escort. I don't think you'd like to disappoint them." Alex started to walk back when she felt someone pull at her arm.

"Come on. Do you really want to be here? I mean, coming out to society? Sounds kind of lame doesn't it?" He shook his head started to walk outside, with Alex following him. "My parents made me come. I'm some girl's escort. They didn't even asked me if I wanted to do it. She's probably some snobby heiress or something. God, I feel sorry for her. Having to live her life with all the expectations of everybody else. So do I, but I choose not to, you know?"

"No I don't know." She whispered then looked up at him. "Do you know her name?"

"Alexandra Russo." He said as he leaned against the railing that lined up the stairs that took you to the entrance. He looked out onto the driveway where people where coming out giving their keys to the valet.

She looked at him shocked and shook her head. "Out of all the possible escorts, it had to be you didn't it?" She said to him then ran back up the stairs into the lobby.

He looked at her as she ran inside. "Oh, crap." He whispered then closed his eyes, and ran after her.

"Alex, whats wrong?" Her older brother Justin looked at her with a concerned expression on his face. "You don't look happy."

"That's because I'm not." She said coldly then turned to look at everyone sitting at their tables in the grand ballroom. "When you were an escort, did mom and dad force you to be with someone."

"Not necessarily force. They just told me I'd be escorting someone to the ball. I said okay. It's not like I had much of a choice but I'm expected to do things, so I did them." He answered her question and looked at her face. It looked like she was about to throw up. "Are you worried your escort's not going to like you? I'm sure he will."

Alex opened her mouth to speak but a lady with a clipboard stopped her. "We're on in two minutes. Find your escorts, and lets get this show on the road." She smiled at all of them and then left.

"I'll go find your escort." Justin assured her and gave her a hug. "I can't believe your all grown up." He said in a mock-sad voice, and smiled at her.

Alex stood there not sure of what to do. Her escort was a class-A jerk, and she was forced to spend the whole night dancing with him and pretending to have a good time. Her parents would be disappointed if she showed any sign of sadness on the day of her debutante ball.

She was ready to tell her parents that she wasn't ready to be 'presented to society' yet but a voice interrupted her. "Look, I'm sorry about what I said out there. I didn't know it was you." She stayed silent and played with her gloves. "Let's just forget about it and get this show on the road." He flashed her a smile and she rolled her eyes.

She decided she was going to play calm and cool. Besides it was only one night with him right?

When they were finally 'presented' the official ball began. There was dancing and food, and just pure fun. Alex had a huge smile on her face when the waltz came on. It was her favorite dance. She felt someone come from behind and shivered when someone whispered in her ear. "Want to dance?"

She turned around and looked at him straight in the eyes and nodded. "You know, Nathaniel-."

"Call me Nate." He said and began to lead her in the dancing. He smiled at her and she couldn't help but smile back.

"And you can call me, Alex." She bit her lip and continued. "Anyways, Nate. Why do you hate these sorts of things anyway?"

He sighed as he pulled her closer to him as they began to dance with such grace, in a way that would make most fairy-tale princesses jealous. "They- My parents. They both followed every rule and married into the perfect families. When they had my brothers and I they expected the same for us. To be exactly like them and to follow after every legacy they made. My brothers don't mind it, but I do. I want to do what I feel like doing. What I like to do."

"And that is?" She asked silently and watched him.

"I like to play guitar. I want to start a band, but my family 'disapproves' and to tell the truth sometimes I don't care what they think and actually began to pursue it. But then, they come up with things like being an escort to a deb. And they try to keep me busy so I can only focus on this social elite stuff." He ran a hand through his hair then looked down at Alex. "But it's not that bad for you, now is it Alex?"

"I never really thought about it any other way. To me it was always just doing what I was told to do." She looked up at him and shook her head.

"And don't you ever get tired of doing that? Doing what your supposed to do?" He smiled at her and spoke. "Sometimes doing the opposite of that is much more fun."

"But I'm kind of scared." She shyly admitted and looked down at the floor.

He lifted her chin with his hand and gave her a reassuring smile. "Why? You should never be scared of anything. You're a beautiful girl who has everything she could possibly want. Trust me, you're more intimidating than anything else in this world." He slightly chuckled.

"I don't think so." She whispered and felt like she was in a trance looking into his eyes. She got out of that trance when she heard the music stop and everyone clapped. They both joined along with the clapping and started to walk off the dance floor.

"Alexandra!" Alex quickly turned around when she heard her mother exclaim. Nate turned around also and put on a smile. "This must be Nathaniel."

"And you must be Alexandra's lovely mother. You don't look like it though. If I didn't know any better I'd say you too were sisters." He said and Theresa placed a hand over her heart and laughed.

"Well aren't you something." Theresa looked at Alex and smiled. "Well Alexandra, we should be going now. It was nice meeting you, Nathaniel."

"And of course the same, Mrs. Russo." He smiled his million-dollar smile at her then turned to Alex. She looked at him with a confused yet amused expression on her face and waved at him. "Nice meeting you, Alex." He whispered once she left and again ran his fingers through his hair. At first, he was dreading the thought of coming. Now he wished his parents would've forced him to meet her a long time ago.

AU: should I continue this story? Please let me know. :)

Love,

Steph.