Okay so I had an idea for a long chapter story…what I mean by this is they'll be longer than my previous Demena's….like much longer, but if you prefer shorter ones then just tell me, there will be only seven chapters…PLEASE REVIEW and enjoy!
~Cruise: Day One~
It's Saturday afternoon and I'm still laying in bed. I'm tired. I can't move. All day yesterday Mitchie and her mom dragged me along with them to go shopping for an all girls cruise we were going on. I mean guys were going as well but not with us. Mitchie tried on numerous outfits and changed into numerous bikinis while I sat and watched her switch from one thing to the next. I'm not trying to drown this out and make it boring because the entire day wasn't like that. Whenever Mitchie came out with a short skirt I would stare at her legs and smile stupidly at her before nodding my head when she asked, "do I look okay?" I wanted to yell at her and say "hell yeah, you're hot," but friends don't do that. I mean some friends do but when both friends who are madly crazy over each other and don't want to ruin a friendship we don't do that, it's a rule.
"Alex we have to be at the airport in four hours, put all your clothes in your suitcase and get dresses please," I hear my mom before I open my eyes and turn towards my room door. She's already dressed in some jeans and a red top, her hair pinned into a ponytail. I wave her away before pulling my pillow over my head. She scoffs at me before walking away. I'm just too tired to do anything, but then again this cruise is going to be fun, because not only are Mitchie and me sharing a room but we'll be spending seven days and six nights together at sea, what could be any more romantic. But then again Mitchie's the one who always gets scared of being away from land, she always believes that an iceberg will find us like in the titanic and sink us, but hello! We're only going to be heading south, the further south, the hotter it gets.
"Alex Russo!" I hear my mom say. I bet she has her hands on her hips, shaking back and forth. I remove my pillow from my face and stare at her and she's doing exactly that. It figures, she's so easy to translate. I sit up pushing myself up on my hands before yawning. "Mitchie and her mother will be over in forty minutes, I expect you to be dressed so we can head to the ship," my mom gets out. At the menton of Mitchie's name a smile comes over my face, my mother ignores it before walking over to my suitcase. She's always telling me to do something but when I actually get up to do it she tells me it's okay and that she'll do it. Oh well, I pull myself off my bed and stumble over a notebook before placing my hands onto the wall.
"I'm good..I'm good," I say as I spot Max in the doorway.
"Ha, you know you should of fell, that would have been funny, oo do it again and let me record you," I hear my little brother say before I shut the door in his face. Brothers!
"What are you wearing so I'll know not to pack it?!" I hear my mother speak to me. I point at my computer desk where some shorts and a top sit, right along with some knee socks and my converse. "Oh well get dressed you have thirty minutes," she tells me.
"I know, I know"
"And Alex!"
"Yeah?"
"Hurry up please, we have to get all of this into the truck"
"Okay, okay..fine," I call out before making my way into the bathroom.
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I climb out of the shower and begin placing lotion over my body. I take in a look at my shape before smiling at myself and trying to ruffle up my wet hair.
"Well hello gorgeous, who are you?" I ask myself giggling before I pull on my underwear and bra before my clothes soon follow. "Alex, I do declare that you are the hottest girl in this bathroom," I laugh before tossing my towel into the hamper and strolling back into my room only to spot Mitchie sitting on my bed. Her legs were folded, hair curled and smile as wide as ever.
"I see you're talking to yourself again, you know I think they have a cure for it"
"Oh really?"
"Yeah its called an asylum"
"Well I don't take any medicine unless it has the word Mitchie in the front of it," I laughed as Mitchie's smile faded and she narrowed her eyes at me. We both promised to stop flirting with each other, but then again how could I not? She's my hot best friend who knows how crazy I am for her and she still rejects me.
"This cruise is going to be fun, I guess we're sharing a room," I tell her.
"What? I thought you were going to be with your mom and I was going to be with mine?"
"Yeah, that's how it was at first but I told my mom that she can't take two best friends and let them spend the entire day together just to rip them apart at bed time"
"Alex"
"What?"
"Never mind, we have to get downstairs"
"Carry me I'm tired" I say before falling onto my bed in front of Mitchie. She stares at me as my hair falls over my face, sticking to my cheeks. Then she begins brushing my hair away slowly before placing her hand over my ear.
"Carry yourself"
"But I'm so weak"
"Really?"
"I know, your kiss will save me"
"Uh huh"
"Oh Romeo, Romeo, where for art tho Romeo"
"Alex stop playing, we have to get to the ship," Mitchie hops off the bed and places her fingers between mine, tugging on my arm. I'm just trying to savor the contact that has caused my ear and now my fingers to burn. I pull myself up as Mitchie releases me. I grab one suitcase and she grabs the other.
"You first," I say smiling.
"I don't think so, I don't think I'm comfortable with you staring at my butt"
"I don't stare, I just observe"
"That's still staring"
"No this is staring," I say dropping my suitcase handle and running over to her. I grab her right wrist and pull her a bit forward before going behind her.
"Stop Alex," she laughed before I removed my hand from her wrist and dropped it on her waist before pushing my chest into her back, My chin rested on her shoulder and I gripped her waist tight. "Alex.." Mitchie whispered this time before smiling.
"GIRLS, WE HAVE TO GO," I hear my mom yell as Mitchie plucked my fingers from her side. I shrug before kissing her cheek and running back to my bag pulling it into the hall. Mitchie follows a while after before we meet our moms at the bottom step.
"Okay Shorts, skirts, shoes, lotion, underwear, swimwear, socks, hair supplies, journal, cameras, different colored suitcases, towels, nail-polish, and everything else that I packed!"
"Check, check, a million times check, can we go now, god you people are going to make us late," I laugh before heading out of the house. I know my mom is staring at me with horrid eyes but I don't care, its fun to mess with her.
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We've been in the car for about half an hour. Mitchie has made it clear that she wants me to keep my distance. In the middle of us sits her laptop in its bag followed by her stuffed teddy bear, that I gave her might I add, and my mom's purse.
"So are the room close together?" I ask before Ms. Torres turns to me.
"Should be, I think they might be next to each other, We have room two hundred and you girls have room two hundred and two, so maybe there across from each other." I nod at her answer before turning to Mitchie. She's staring at me, her eyes are soft.
"What?" I whispered before she unsnapped her seatbelt and came closer moving the things in the middle to her spot. I was surprised at this, but I just smiled before she strapped herself in.
"Don't think just because we're sharing a room something is going to happen"
"What? Mitch….that didn't even cross my mind, but now that we're on the matter"
"Nothing," Mitchie said as I rolled my eyes.
"Why are you in the middle I need my space, mom Mitchie's touching me," I say out loud practically laughing because as kids we'd always say who was touching who.
"Well we're here now," I hear my mom reply before Mitchie unsnaps her belt again and crawls over into my lap. She begin pressing the button to lower the window but its hard for me to even take in anything else except her. The skirt that she's wearing is moving up her legs, her hand is sitting on mine and her face is so beautiful from that angle. I use my free hand that sat on the side of me to place on her thigh. She jumped a bit before I placed my head on her back. I didn't want her to look at me because she'll tell me to stop. I ran my fingers in circles on her leg before her hand tapped mine hard. When I was trying to pull my hand away I brushed up her leg even more going a bit under her skirt. I could feel her body tense up and her legs tighten before I pulled back and placed my hand to my side. My heart was pounding in my ears as my mom parked and looked back at us.
"Mitchie get down, we have to get the bags," my mom called to us as our parents left the truck and headed to the back leaving Mitchie still in my lap.
"Sorry," I whispered as Mitchie nodded and opened the door before walking to the back. I swear I thought she would hit me or something, although her hits never did hurt, but I mean come on, I was feeling her up…and she didn't stop me. I smiled at the thought of that before Mitchie came back and pulled me from the car. I almost landed on my face it I didn't have my hands out in front of me.
"What was that for?" I semi-yelled as she raised her eyebrow. I rolled my eyes and dusted my hands off before slamming the truck door and grabbing my bags. It was now almost three and the ship was leaving at four.
"Okay um Mitchie and I will check our stuff in and then you and Alex," Ms. Torres tells me and my mom who nods. We all walk side by side to the ship. My mom on the far left, Mitchie's mom, me and her. I don't know why but I kept looking at her from the side of my eye, smiling before looking down at her legs. She must of saw me because she turned to stare at me before her hand came over and tapped my shoulder.
"Now what was that for?" I whispered.
"Just because," she answered.
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My mom and I sat at the ship entrance for ten minutes until Mitchie and her mom returned with out laminated tags. A few minutes ago we all checked in our luggage and took a picture. They were laminated with number and handed to us.
"Okay these are used to get into any area of the ship including your rooms, don't take them off your neck. Vending machine money is on here, as well as your pass for the game room and dinner and breakfast stuff.." Ms. Torres was talking for a good five minutes before we began making our way onto the ship. Some guys had our bags and were carrying them to our rooms. I followed my mom and Mitchie to our room.
"Oh no, our room is three doors from yours," my mom said as I smiled. I didn't need her that close to me anyway, I had enough of it at home. Everything on the ship was white and gold. The floors were some weird white color with swirls running through them. The lights hung from the ceiling, all gold with something sparkling from them. The halls were white but the doors to the room were gold with silver coloring for the room numbers. My mom pushed open our room door and the thing was huge. When we first walked in there was a medium sized kitchen that we didn't need with all the fixings. The bathroom was right across from it, a large glass shower, a Jacuzzi tub next to it, a gold platted sink and toilet and toilet paper with small gold dolphins. The front room was next, it had two large sofas sitting across from one another, both in a trying to be gold color with a table in the middle, glass with a gold dolphin. A large big screen television with different games and things hooked up to it and further back was the room. It held only one bed. I turned to Mitchie who held her hand out before she dropped it.
"Well only one bed, oh yeah the couches let out," I heard my mom say.
"Mitchie and I aren't sleeping on a couch, we'll just share the bed, it's a king size anyway," I smiled as my mom nodded. The bed was indeed a king sized one. The covered were golden with towel creating a dolphin, go figure. Pictures of golden dolphins hung everywhere. A television in front of the bed and two chairs next to a small table.
"You know where our room is, we'll check at the ship in a hour, just get settled," my mom said before kissing my head. I hated when she did that, especially in front of Mitchie, I rolled my eyes and closed the door when she left.
"So I guess this means we're married now," I laugh as Mitchie crossed her arms.
"One bed? Just one?"
"I think they have the room with two beds, oh well, it'll be fine"
"It would if I wasn't sure you'd try to harass me"
"Mitchie you hurt my feelings, I would never harm you"
"So you say"
"I'm serious, you're the only person in the world who understand me, besides the one person I told that I was gay happened to be gay as well," I said hopping onto the neatly made bed.
"Go figure."
"Hey maybe we should go to the pool today"
"I don't want to"
"Why not? Maybe they'll be cute boys,"
"Really" Mitchie blinked and I knew she was being sarcastic.
I plopped down onto my butt before laying down and staring at the ceiling. Small gold sparkled sat everywhere in the thing, followed by..guess what? Dolphins.
"I think we have the dolphin room"
"What gave it away?"
"I don't know.." I laughed before pulling my hands up to me and placing my face in my left palm staring at Mitchie who was still in the doorway. "Come and sit darling"
"No thank you darling"
"Come on, we're married now, this is our honeymoon"
"Sorry Alex but uh, I want a divorce"
"But we've just got married, at least we can make out"
"Umm nope," Mitchie walked from the room and I waited thinking she'd return. I heard the television click on so I sighed and walked over to the girl. I saw her, her feet on the couch, remote in her hand and her face covered a bit by her hair. I crept behind her, I mean nothing squeaked, you could faintly hear people in the hall though. I slid my hands around her neck from behind, bending down to place my chin on her shoulder.
"…Are you ever going to quit?" I hear her faintly ask.
"Depends, are you ever going to be my girlfriend"
"I told you, I don't think that's a good idea"
"Why not?"
"Just because, now let go." Mitchie asked so I did and climbed over the couch sitting next to her. I turned my face to her and just stared. She faced me and rolled her eyes. I didn't speak or turn. "What?"
"What?" I repeated.
"Huh, you're so overwhelming sometimes"
"I know, but its not my fault, your hotness is overwhelming"
"That's good to know"
"It is," I answered before making my eyes drop to her lips. I haven't kissed Mitchie in two weeks, that's a long time. A knock came to the door and Mitchie looked away from me.
"Luggage," someone called out. Mitchie got up and so did I.
"Wait what if it's a murder?" I asked as Mitchie's eyes came to mine.
"Oh what if?"
"I mean do you really know it's a luggage man?"
"Do you?"
"I'm serious"
"Me too," Mitchie said as I stopped where I was and she opened the door.
"Luggage," the boy smiled. He looked like a teen about a year or two older than Mitchie and I because in a few months we were both turning seventeen.
"You can just put it anywhere," Mitchie said letting him enter the room. I saw the way he was looking at her. He smiled brightly at her and she did the same, but she was just being nice. He pulled everything in one by one, each time smiling at Mitchie and nodding at me.
"Hey I'm Tyler," the brunette boy said, his green eyes brightening.
"Mitchie, and this is my.."
"Girlfriend Alex"
"Oh cool, I wish my best friend came with me, but then again I'm working"
"No I'm her GIRLFRIEND" I said making the words more clearly combined.
"Oh, umm, cool, I should go, nice meeting you two"
"I'm not your girlfriend Alex"
"She's such a kidder," I said grabbing the doorknob and quickly pushing the boy out.
"Really? If I wanted to make a new friend"
"He likes you, I don't like it"
"Jealous much?"
"Yes, why a matter of fact I am"
"Aww," Mitchie said walking into me before patting my head. "Too bad."
"I'm not a dog," I swatted her hand away before walking over to our things and tossing one onto the sofa.
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My mom arrived a while later in her swimming suit, she didn't look as bad as some moms. Her hair was still pinned up but she was wearing a black one piece with matching flip-flops. Ms. Torres was almost identical except she was wearing a dark blue.
"Come on pool time," my mom said.
"But we don't know where anything is around the ship," I answered before my mom handed me a map.
"Pool," she said. "Meet us whenever you get ready," and with that they left us.
"Wow, well looks like we're on our own, lets fine the souvenir shop," I smiled happily.
"Or we can meet them at the pool"
"But I thought you didn't want to go?"
"Well not really but…I'm kind of hungry and it is almost seven"
"Yeah, we should go find the buffet room"
"But we don't know where it is?"
"Uh the map"
"Right," Mitchie said before hopping up. I slid the map onto the shelf in the room and opened the door for her to walk out first, she did and with that we went onto the ship practically blind.
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"Wow its only seven twenty and its dark," Mitchie whined on the deck.
"Yeah but the stars are out, I think its beautiful, but then again its weird because its summer and it usually stays lighter longer," I say making my way over to the railing.
"Alex stop, don't go that close"
"Mitchie I'll be fine"
"No don't come back next to me"
"Why? Are you scared?" I grinned at her as she studied my face.
"I just don't want anything to happen to you"
"What am I going to do fall over?"
"Please just, come back," her hand stretched out to mine, I couldn't say no. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to where I was and pushed her body into the railing. Of course she screamed but I placed my hands under her arms and held onto the railing, her back pushed into my chest before she closed her eyes. I could feel her shaking.
"Mitchie calm down, I told you I would not let anything happen to you"
"This is mean Alex," she said shakily before I slid my hands onto hers that still sat on the railing.
"Maybe, but look at it this way, nothing bad happened yet," and with that she slowly opened her eyes and looked out at the water. She was still shaking but I felt like I could protect her in my arms, and maybe she felt the same way. Her hands turned up and pushed into mine, her palm pressed hard against my skin before her fingers closed.
"This is still mean"
"But?"
"But…I guess its not that bad…but can we like..still move away?" she asked as I nodded and stepped back. She was still connected to me until we heard foot steps and she let go before we stepped closer towards the middle of the deck.
"Ladies dinner is served," a man in a black suit spoke.
"We kind of don't know where anything is," I answered.
"Oh well, take that hall and go straight down until you can't anymore and turn right, you'll see the dinning room because of the many people and large double doors," the man said, we thanked him and left. Mitchie was still a bit scared I guess because she slid her fingers between mine as we made it to the dinning hall.
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We met our moms who of course were worried sick and sat next to them. They were back in the clothes we left the city in.
"Mitchie actually went up to the railing," I said biting into my shrimp before the girl looked at me.
"Really?" her mother asked as Mitchie nodded. I was a bit upset that it was me, my mom to my left, Ms. Torres to my right and Mitchie across from me. "Well I believe that is a step to facing your fear."
"Oh I faced some fear today," Mitchie said staring at me, I cracked a smile as dessert came to the table and I pushed my plate away from me.
"So girls are you coming to our room for a movie or?"
"Its up to Mitchie," I said. It sounded a bit awkward because when was something either of us did up to the other one.
"Well honey?" her mother asked.
"Um, I'm tired," Mitchie answered. I was a bit relieved because I really didn't want to watch a movie. We ate desert and chatted for a while before out moms walked us back to our room.
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We were back in out room, just Mitchie and me. I laid on my back on one sofa, stretched out, and Mitchie sat on the end near my feet. Whatever she was watching on television was boring, and not just change the channel boring, but put you to sleep boring.
"Mitchie….Please…Change…The…Channel," I said yawning between each word.
"This is actually good"
"You know what would be even better?"
"I'm not sure that I want to know," she said as I sat up and stared at her. The room was dark so only the television screen played light over our faces.
"Fine, I'm going to bed"
"Okay"
"Aren't you gonna' come with me?"
"No"
"But Mitch we're married"
"I told you I want a divorce"
"Well I'm not giving you one, I love you," I guess after saying that she didn't know what to say because she stayed quiet. Her face stayed on the screen. "Don't you love me? I love you!" She turned to me and her eyes went over my face a few times.
"Alex…" she whispered.
"Say you love me"
"Alex"
"Why won't you say it"
"Because I do love you, and you know it…I just..we can't play like this anymore"
"Why not?" she didn't say anything so I leaned closer into her. My eyes never left her face. Her eyes lowered and when she did that I just slid my hand up to her chin and raised her eyes to mine. I leaned in closer, nothing was beating, nothing was burning but once my lips met hers the static flew. I laid my other hand on the side of her waist and fell into her more. Mitchie willingly leaned back, her head falling onto the arm of the couch. I don't know how she did it but she slid her leg a bit further up, my lips pressed against hers hard, mine began to burn. Her breathing came in sync with mine before I pressed my tongue onto her skin, begging for entrance. That's when Mitchie's eyes opened and she stared up at me. Her hands came up tot my stomach and she pushed up and I went back.
"No means no Alex, so just stop it," she whispered to me before making her way from the couch and into the room. She closed the door and when I tried to enter it was locked, yeah I was pissed but then again it was always tomorrow.
Okay so yeah, I'll see what I can do for the upcoming chapters, I'm stalling because I don't want NEW GIRL to end, but it must, so I must get to writing it. I wanted it to be up yesterday but we'll see about today, no promises though…but today or tomorrow for sure! PLEASE REVIEW. Also I noticed that I like writing from Alex's P.O.V, its something I need to break away from.
