Hola!

I'm taking the semester off and I have a lot, lot, lot of free time right now. So, I thought to myself 'why not to write something?' and that's how I ended up here. If you follow me on twitter ( HeyThereDelena), you probably know I have an irrational love for the moon and a particular city. So, that's where this is going to come from. It's not going to be too long, but we will see how it goes. I hope you enjoy it and well, let me know what you think about it in a review and all. Thanks!

Italics are flash backs.

Disclaimer: Sadly enough, I don't own the characters. However, I do own the plot so there is that.

Chapter I:

Hello Moon

"And that's how I came up with that." Alex finished saying, as the girl sitting in front of her nodded, clearly uninterested in the story she was telling. Alex sighed, looking around, trying to come up with a new conversation topic, repeatedly cursing her best friend in her mind for setting up dates for her, just as she cursed herself as well, for still accepting them.

Linda, Alex's date, took a sip of her drink and started telling Alex about some dress she bought a week before. Alex just wanted to smack her face against the table.

When had dating become so hard? A few years back, it all seemed so simple. You see someone you like, do your best to have them like you back and then be together until everything faded away. She had done fairly well during her high school years. She had dated a few girls, maybe two or three, until she came along. Miley Stewart, Alex's very first love. She was sixteen when she met her and got her feet sweep off the ground. Alex spent her entire sophomore year trying to find a way to talk to Miley, to be friends, to get to know her, but nothing ever seemed to work. Miley never seemed to notice Alex's efforts and after a while, the raven haired girl gave up. At the end of the year, Miley switched schools and it was all done. However, during the summer before senior year, Miley and Alex ran into each other at a random store, said their respective hellos and talked about their lives. After spending a few hours that felt more like minutes talking, they exchanged numbers and promised to stay in touch as much as they could and, keeping their promise, as the months passed they started getting closer and closer. By the end of November, they couldn't help but accept they had a thing for each other and started dating. That relationship lasted a little over a year. They loved each other a lot, but Miley's goals and Alex's goals were completely different to one another and time wasn't being kind to them, so eventually, the relationship couldn't keep going. They tried to be friends after their break up, but having so much history behind them, it was pretty much impossible and they finally gave everything up. Not long after that, Miley took an exchange program at her university and moved god knows where, leaving Alex to her luck, still a little heartbroken.

Maybe then was when the problem started. Her friends seemed to agree on that – All the girls she dated after Miley seemed to be similar to her. If it wasn't the looks, it was the way they talked, and if it wasn't that, they had similar ideas. Obviously, none of those relationships after Miley could work and Alex eventually gave up on love. Being a sophomore at college, she decided to concentrate on school and forget about dating for a long time and thanks to that decision, for her senior year at college, her schedule was so light it gave her the opportunity to do well in school, keep a job and still have a lot of free time. So, after maybe two years of not dating, she tried to give it a shot and asked Harper, her best friend, to set up a date for her. And when that date didn't work, Harper set another. And another, and another.

By that point, the only thing Alex wanted to do was to hide forever and never face a girl again.

Alex sighed one more time, resting her chin on her palm as she looked at Linda, trying her best to look like she was paying attention, glancing around from time to time to see if there was anyone else that looked like they felt the same way she did. For all she could see, everyone there seemed to be having the time of their lives. Forks and spoons against plates, small talks, glasses of wine against glasses of wine in a toast, laughs, everything seemed more interesting that the monologue going on in her table. Specially the laughs, one in particular. That laugh was loud, but so cheerful it made you want to laugh along. It was comfortable, almost familiar.

A little too familiar, actually.

Alex moved her head a little to where she could hear the laugh coming from and tried to look by the corner of her eye. It was a girl with long dark hair and a big smile on her face. She was sitting with a group of friends, one of them telling the story that was making the girl laugh. Alex couldn't really tell how she looked like, but she didn't want to be rude and turn more to see who the girl was when she was trying to pay attention to her date.

"Alex!" said date whisper-yelled, taking the girl right out of her thoughts. Oh, damn it. She thought.

"Yes, what?" Alex said, forcing a smile. Linda tried not to roll her eyes.

"Are you even listening to a word I'm saying?" apparently it was just as rude to look away as to pretend, because Linda seemed offended.

"Yes, of course, you were talking about your dress…"

Linda raised a brow at Alex and took her purse. That wasn't good, was it? "Alex, seriously, if you didn't want to come on a date with me you could have said so."

"But I–"

Linda stood up, moving her blonde hair from her shoulder. "I think we're just wasting our time here and…"

Alex stood up as well. "Linda, I–"

"… We should just be friends. This is going nowhere." Linda looked at Alex with her big blue eyes. "Goodbye, Alex."

Alex knew better than to fight against her and ask her to stay, because she knew that was what Linda wanted. And let's be honest, the raven haired girl was just as bored as Linda seemed to be when Alex was the one telling the story. So she only nodded her head and let the girl leave, clearly offended that Alex didn't stop her. Once Linda was out of sight, Alex ordered another drink and her check, a little relieved now that Linda was gone. It was rude of her, yeah, but the girl wasn't even her type to begin with. And she never had a thing for blondes, anyway.

When her drink and check arrived, Alex heard the laugh again. Losing not even second, she turned around, the girl with long dark hair and big smile fully coming to her sight. Yes, she had seen her before, Alex was sure of that. She was laughing at something the girl sitting next to her had said, other person that looked familiar, but her memory was failing her, as per usual.

From where did she know these people?

Moments like those were the only reason she hated to have gotten so into school. She had missed so much of the so called college life that she couldn't even remember people she was sure she had seen before. It was ridiculous. Alex bit her lip, as she tried to remember them, but eventually gave up when she realized it was no use. She looked at her bill and left the money required on it, to then stand up, take her coat and walk out of the restaurant as she put it on. Once out, the starless sky came to her view, being the moon and skyscrapers the only things she could see. It was full moon that night. As she walked down the street, she kept her eyes on the moon. She couldn't even remember when was the last time she took the time to admire the moon and in that moment, she regretted it. She only stopped because she couldn't find herself to love it the same way Mitchie did and it didn't feel right to –

Alex stopped in her tracks. "Shit." She whispered, holding the 'i' longer than necessary.

"I just love it so much." Alex looked to her left, staring at the brunette sitting next to her on the grass with a face eating smile on her face. "Isn't it just magnificent? Like, really. There's nothing quite like it."

"You always say the same." Alex replied, making the other girl look at her with a raised eyebrow. "But tell me, what's behind it?"

"Behind what?"

"Your love for the moon. What makes it so special to you?" The brunette went back to looking at the full moon that adorned that night, placing both of her hands behind her head. Alex continued staring at her, patiently waiting for the answer.

"I don't think I have actually questioned myself about it." the other girl replied, softly. "I just remember looking at it one day when I was younger and thinking it was perfect, all of it."

"What do you mean?"

"The sky, the stars, the moon. It's all perfectly aligned. There's nothing quite like the night sky." Alex smiled, because she knew the brunette's motives would always be simple. She loved things because they were beautiful, because they inspired her something. And the moon, her favorite thing in the world, wouldn't be an exception. "However, I think I also love it because it's a metaphor to life."

Alex giggled. "Metaphors. Why I am not surprised, Mitchie?" the other girl chuckled, keeping her eyes on the moon as she playfully shoved Alex's arm.

"Oh, shut up and listen." Mitchie moved her hands from its previous position and pointed at the moon with the left, as she placed her right hand on her stomach, looking back at Alex. "You see, the moon, just like the stars, is always there. Even when it's new moon, it's there. When the clouds hide it, it still is there, right?" Alex nodded. "That's friendship to me." Mitchie put her hand down and placed on her stomach as well, continuing with her explanation. "Then, when I was in like elementary school or something, I found out that the moon needs of the sun to shine. So, I made that a way to see love."

"How?"

"Well, we always need of something or someone to shine. We might never say it, we might never think of it even, but once we find a motive to shine, we do it as bright as we can."

Alex giggled, yet again. "You are so corny, Mitch." Mitchie smiled, rolling her eyes. "I love it."

"Good, because, from now on, when you look at the moon, you probably will think of me and my corniness."

Alex turned around, not moving from the place she was, staring at the restaurant's door. Then, she looked up again. "Mitchie Torres." A smile showed up on her face, for the first time that night. "Holy crap, it was Mitchie Torres."

How funny could life be? Was it possible that it had decided to bring a girl she had lost track off in the most random way back to her life in a way like that?

Alex walked back to the restaurant but stayed outside, being able to see Mitchie and her friends from the window. Of course she wasn't going to remember them, it had been like what? 5 years since they had seen each other? The shorter brunette had obviously changed a lot and so had done her best friend, Caitlyn, who was the girl sitting next to her.

Alex's smile grew bigger. "Well, then, hello moon. It's been a while." She put her hands inside her coat's pockets and walked away. She knew when a moment was right and that really wasn't. The way things had gone with Mitchie weren't the most appropriate for her to just go there and randomly approach her. But at least, for now, she knew Mitchie was in town. And she was not going to lose this opportunity to make things right.