Alex's POV

I don't understand why I got so nervous and polite all of a sudden in front of Mitchie's mom. Usually I could care less about parent's opinions about me, but for some reason, this time it was different. I shrugged off the odd feeling as Mitchie led me up the stairs into her room. As I entered, I immediately took on the scent of strawberries and vanilla. It was heavenly. I took notice of the Paramore posters on her walls. This girl HAD to be cool if she liked Paramore.

"You're into Paramore?" I asked as I stood there awkwardly.

"I love them, they're amazing. My favorite band ever! Come sit," Mitchie said, pointing to the spot next to her on the bed.

"Wow, maybe you're not at as nerdy as I thought," I said as I giggled and sat down.

"Haha, very funny Russo, just because I do work doesn't mean I'm a nerd!" she said as she nudged me lightly with her elbow. Mitchie took out her science textbook, so I did the same. For the next thirty minutes, we, and by we I mean Mitchie, wrote down what we would need to do for our Chemistry project. I honestly had no idea what in God's name we were talking about most of the time, but I went along with it. I heard a door shut, and I figured it was her mom leaving.

"You want to go get something to eat? I'm sure all this work is making you hungry!" Mitchie said jokingly.

"GOSH TORRES, YOU ARE JUST TOO FUNNY! Sure, why not, loser," I couldn't believe we had just became friends yesterday and we were already this comfortable around each other. It was like a natural bond. She punched me playfully on the arm and I retaliated by flicking her hand.

"Ouch, that hurt," she whined.

"Boo-hoo, cry about it!" I answered back with a smirk.

"You really aren't nice, you know that right?"

"You started it!"

With that, we headed downstairs into the kitchen and Mitchie suggested we make cookies. She took out all of the ingredients and we started mixing them together. When she got to the flour, she decided it would be funny to flick some in my face. Apparently it was, because she started hysterically laughing. My goodness her laugh was the cutest thing I'd ever heard.

"Oh Mitchie, you want to play hard ball huh?"

I took a handful of flour and threw it right in her open mouth. The look on her face was priceless. I decided to get the hell away from her before she went ape-shit. I ran around the island in the kitchen as she chased me around it at least three times with the bag of flour in her hands before pinning my back to the counter. She was giggling uncontrollably. I tried to wiggle out, but this made her stand in front of me with both hands on the counter beside me, trapping me. My heart started beating faster and faster, and I had no idea why. Why was I feeling this way around Mitchie? It was weird, and it scared me. As we stared into each other's eyes, my body began to heat up. This was all so not normal. Just when I could have sworn I saw her glance down at my lips, I heard my phone ring.

"Hi Mom, yeah I'll head home now," I said as I hung up my phone.

"Sorry Torres, I'd love to stay and beat you in this flour war, but my mommadukes wants me home for some reason," I said to Mitchie.

"Yeah right Russo, you probably signaled her for help cause' you were so scared of losing," she answered back with a sly grin. We began to clean up the kitchen, and once it was almost back to normal, I noticed Mitchie had a bit of flour on her cheek.

"Hey Mitch, you got a little somethin', somethin'," I said through giggles, as I pointed to her face. She immediately blushed. It was so cute.

"Huh? What? Where?" she said, embarrassed. She wiped away at her face, but missed the spot where the flour was.

"Here let me get it," I grabbed the towel and stepped closer to Mitchie. She watched me intently as I wiped away the flour from her cheek. She turned a deeper shade of pink and smiled brightly. I couldn't keep the smile off my face either, and as my hand brushed her skin, I felt my body warm up everywhere. "There you go ya Messy Marvin," I said as I backed away. I gathered my stuff up and began to head towards the door, with Mitchie behind me.

"I had fun today Torres, you're cooler than I thought. Tell your mom I said Thank You for having me over," I said as we stood by the door, looking at each other. Something inside me told me to continue being polite to make a good impression, and I'm not sure why.

"Thanks Russo, you aren't so bad yourself, and I will. Wait, how are you getting home?" she asked.

"I was just gonna walk, my house isn't too far from here,"

"No no, let me give you a ride!"

"You sure?"

"Absolutely." Mitchie grabbed her keys off her counter, and we walked outside. She pressed a button that made the garage open up. I had to admit, I thought my car was pretty nice, but when I saw hers, my jaw probably hit the ground. It was a hot pink Ferrari Enzo. How in God's name could she own this car?

"Holy mother of Jesus, I can't believe this is your car, and I can't believe my butt will touch the seats of it," I said in awe as she unlocked the doors.

"Yeah, you better make sure your butt is clean Russo," Mitchie answered with a smirk on her face.

We got into the amazing vehicle that was Mitchie's car and I proceeded to give her directions to my house. When we arrived, I turned to her.

"Thanks for the ride," I said as I put my hand on the handle.

"No problem! See you tomorrow Russo," she said as I opened the door.

"Wait!" I heard Mitchie say.

"What?"

"What's your number? You know, so we can plan another day to work on the project," she asked. When she said it, she seemed kind of embarrassed, I wonder why. She was really cute when she was nervous. Here I go again with thinking Mitchie's cute, what IS this? I grinned and we exchanged phones and numbers. I checked her contact in my phone after she handed it back to me. It was under "Mitchie Torres ;]". Damn, I'm already getting winky faces, that's right. Wait what…?

As I walked into my house, finished out my day, and went to sleep, all I could think of was her. The feelings and thoughts that were running through my mind really made me confused. I knew that I was definitely attracted to Mitchie, but it felt so weird. I was trying to deny the fact that I might indeed have a crush on a girl. Alex Russo, gay? No way. It couldn't be. At this point, all I knew for sure was I couldn't wait for tomorrow, so I could see you-know-who again.

Mitchie's POV

My heart was pounding out of my chest the whole ride to Alex's house. When we arrived, I suddenly managed enough courage to ask her for her number. Not before she was about to exit the car though. After we gladly exchanged numbers, I was happy beyond belief. There was this feeling inside of me that I couldn't explain when I was around Alex. I really didn't think that I liked girls, but this feeling was never here before. I never thought that I liked girls, but this feeling was never here before. Even though we just became acquainted yesterday, I felt as if we had this connection that was always there.

When I got home, I plopped onto my bed and smiled into my pillow. I managed to take a short cap nap, but I was awoken when I heard the text ringtone go off from my phone. I immediately took it out of my pocket to check to see who it was and what they wanted.

Alex Russo :) : Hey, thanks for having me over today. I had a lot of fun, Torres. :)

My heart fluttered when I saw it was from Alex. These feelings were weird, but I liked them nonetheless. I waited a minute just staring at the text before I replied.

I sent back- No problem Russo, I had a bunch of fun too. We should do that again soon. :]

I hope that didn't sound like I was anxious to hang out with her again but in all honesty, I was. What can I say? She's a cool girl, and I feel like we're already good friends. She's fun to hang around and I really hope we continue to get closer. The bad part is, I didn't know just how close with her I wanted to get because the butterflies in my stomach when I was with her told me one thing, while my mind is telling me another. I then heard my phone sound again.

Alex Russo :) : Definitely. How about you come to my place tomorrow after school? You can just ride home with me. Don't forget your books, nerd. ;)

Holy shit. Alex wants to hang out with me again. And she sent me a winky face. With that, I started doing some lame dance around my room. I felt like a complete wackjob for being so happy that a girl wants to hang out with me. A GIRL. I'm also a girl… awkward.

I messaged back Alex- Sounds good loser, and don't forget your brain, that is, if you can find it! ;]

Gosh, I'm so corny. I need to get some new jokes. Oh well, all that was on my mind now was Alex. The girl who is making me question myself.

Alex Russo :) : You're so corny Torres, I'll see you tomorrow! :)

I decided not to respond back to Alex's last text and just leave it at that. As I sat on my bed my mind began wandering. What would my mom think if I was gay? My dad was out of the picture and I'm all that she's got right now; I don't know how she would take it. Hell, I don't even know how I myself would take it if it happened to be true. I never thought about it before, and I found it odd that I was questioning my own sexuality right now because of Alex. Only time will tell, I guess.