A/N: This is my first Palex story, (yes its Palex so if you don't like it, don't read it) so be nice. I was going to make this a one-shot but I changed my mind. This story is based off the jealously issues Alex has with Spinner and Jesse and visa versa with Paige to Carla. This chapter takes place before "Free Fallen" but after "Working for the Weekend." please review. Enjoy

Jealous eyes and Heart felt lies

The night was cold and misty but inside the club you wouldn't be able to tell it was fall. The party was huge as people crowded the dance floor, steaming up the place by there close near freak dancing, but as for me, I sat alone. Alone at the bar sitting on a cold stool. My glass was empty but I was still swaying it around, playing with the ice as my boredom grew larger.

It was my idea to come to the club yet I'm the one sitting alone like I was dragged here. Everyone I came with was out on the floor dancing the night away, even Ellie who we actually dragged to this club was at least having a good time, and she hates dancing!

I gave a deep sigh. As I started to feel sorry for my-self, I turn around in my chair and stared at the club logo. It flashed "The Other Team" as if it was slightly broken. What was I thinking coming to this club? Marco and Dylan were having a great time because they had each other to keep company. Jesse couldn't come with us but since we're in a gay club Ellie didn't have to worry about being hit on by a guy.

I stared at them having a great time, Laughing and just partying, with out a care in the world. Why would they have one? They have significant others, the only thing I seem to be missing. Then I reminded my-self on why I wanted to come to this stupid club. I wanted to meet someone, start something new. Try to get over the past, and just move forward, since everyone else around me has already done that. That's what she would have wanted me to do. At least that what I think she would have wanted…..

Paige, my ex.

The last time I saw her was at least four or five weeks ago. She just came to visit for a short while and I meet up with her separately at "The Dot". We talked for a bit but the whole time it just seemed to me that she moved on. She wanted to know if I moved on as well. The first question she asked me if I was seeing anyone. I wasn't………..and I couldn't tell her why. I ended up changing the subject and started to talk about Degrassi.

Ever since then I found my-self coming to this club more often. It wasn't even to enjoy my-self anymore, because I can honestly say I'm not enjoying it. This place just screams "Paige" to me, I mean the only reason I even found out about this place was through Paige, and ever blonde girl I see in this place just looks like her.

I shook my head seeing that I have been staring at that damn logo for at least 10 minutes, and started to turn in my chair again. "What am I doing here?" I say in a low whisper as I stare at my empty glass. The ice has now melted and the glass is warm. I came to slowly realize that there was just no way would I get into a relationship right now.

With a deep sigh, I sprung up from my chair and got ready to leave. The gang was still dancing so I'd just run into them and tell them I was going home. My eyes were focused on the floor as I got up so I didn't see the person in front of me as I banged right into them.

We both hit each other pretty hard as I fell back a little and put my hand on my stool to stop my-self from falling. The drink she was holding spilled all over the floor. Now normally I wouldn't have cared, but since it was my-fault I looked up and was ready to apologies.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry, did I spill my drink on you?" I heard her say before I could even lift my head.

I looked up to see her with her hand over her chest looking really worried, as if she ruined an important piece of art work or something. For some reason, I couldn't help but smile.

"Ah no," I slowly replied, "That was my fault anyway; I should have been watching where I was going." I smiled towards her to show I was fine.

She nodded her head a bit, smiled and started to walk off. I don't know what came over me but I started to stop her.

"Hey, um why don't I buy you a new drink?" I asked "It's the least I could do since I made you spill half of it."

She looked at me then smiled. She nodded again as I asked the bartender to get her a new drink of, whatever she had in her glass. She stood right next to me as we waited for him. I kept my eyes on the bartender, since my only real intentions was to get her a new drink. She then started to talk.

"So are you here alone?" I heard her ask.

I turned to look at her and had a questionable look on my face. "Ah, not really. I'm here with friends."

"Oh" she sighed.

"….but there all on the floor dancing up a storm without me so, I might as well be here alone!" I joked and put on a cheesy smile.

She giggled. It felt good to hear a girl laugh again. "What about you? You here with friends?"

"No I'm here alone." She said as she looked down at the counter. "I just finished some exams so I'm here to relax."

"Hmm, relax in this club? Those words don't fit in the same sentence."

She giggled again at my poor attempt in humor. It's been a while since I tried to entertain someone. It felt odd having her there, but for reasons unexplainable, I didn't want her to leave. God that bartender was taking forever with her drink!

"Well I like this club. I always met interesting people here. Some people I meet though are really worth getting know."

I had a feeling she was talking about me. I didn't want to read into it though. "I never really met people in these clubs; I always end up just sitting at the bar by my-self…….."

I then look up at her and a warm feeling came over me. There was something about her face that caught my attention, maybe the warmth in her eyes or her smile, but something just caught me. Before I could even stop my-self I tell her "……..and if I get lucky, I bump into a pretty woman."

Did I just tell her that? Was I really trying to hit on her?

She gave off a huge smile then looked at the counter again. She then sat on the stool next to me as she spoke "So um how many pretty women did you bump into today?" she sounded kind of flirtatious, and for reasons I can't explain, I liked it. I guess because it reminds me of……NO don't ruin this, don't think of ……..her…..

"Just one." I calmly said back with a smile. She smiled widely back at me. And we stared at each other.

"Here is your drink madam" said the bartender as he put the drink down and walked away. At that moment neither of us saw him though. Was this it?

This was a chance I had to move on, to show….her that I'm over that relationship, like she was so obviously done with me. That's it, no more thoughts of her anymore……….I can't ruin this chance.

I knew I was ready. I was ready to start flirting again and who knows, maybe even start a whole new relationship. I snapped out of my daze for a bit and then started to smile back at her.

"Hey yea I'm sorry I didn't even get to tell you my name, or ask for yours." I said as I took a seat back in my own stool. I knew none of us were going to go anywhere now. I stared something new and I for the second time in my life, I was going to see if I could make it work.

"Names Alex." I said with a smile

She looks me in the eyes and smiled back. "Mine's Carla."

ooOOOoo

I know, I know, where is the Palex?? Its coming soon, this story is going to be the build up to it. Please review. And Thanks for reading my story.