A/N: Okay so here is the absolutely awesome update! Just kidding. LOL. I hope you'll like this. I stayed up pretty late to write this. I thought that I should start off the story with a huge jump with lots of drama and intensity. I don't know, it's just the way I am. I would of posted this earlier but I had a big birthday party today. I went ice skating and fell on my butt. Go me.

Chapter One: That Weird Feeling


Mitchie Torres stared at herself in the mirror with a wide smile plastered on her face. She just couldn't stop smiling. She felt so ecstatic and happy and all the other joyful emotion. Today was her and her boyfriend, Nate Gold's, one year anniversary. Why wouldn't she be feeling happy?

She twirled around, checking if there was any cons to her outfit. She sighed, satisfied, that there were none. She checked her gold watch and read that it was 7:53 pm. Nate was going to pick her up soon.

Mitchie walked downstairs to see her stepbrother of ten years, Shane Grey, aggressively kissing a random girl. Mitchie rolled her eyes as she checked her watch again. Only forty seconds passed by. She groaned, wanting to get out of the room.

Shane pulled away from the girl and looked at Mitchie. "Can you leave?" He asked, harshly. The girl began to run wet pecks down his neck. Shane felt as if nothing was going on. He was too busy keping his cold, hard stare at his stepsister. "I'm kind of busy."

"If you're busy then shouldn't you go upstairs to your room? I don't want to come in to see you during your climax." Mitchie snapped back.

Shane glared at Mitchie. His eyes softened once he noticed how beautiful she looked. Her hair was in a somewhat messy bun with strands of hair leaking out. Her eyes were bold with the black eyeliner and mascara around them. Her lips were glistening a deep red and her outfit revealed not too much but enough. Shane didn't mean to, but he started gawking at her.

"Shane, your sister is right. We should go into your room." The girl said, seductively. Shane didn't listen though. He just continued to stare at Mitchie.

Mitchie returned his look with a confused one. "What? Is there something on my dress? My face?" She asked, checking her body.

"No. You're perfect." Shane whispered. Mitchie smiled a little.

"Thanks." She said. Shane nodded his head and got up. He took the girl's hand and led her upstairs to his room. Mitchie sighed and looked at her watch once more. 7:55 pm. "Come on, Nate. I want to go." She murmured.

oOo

Nate Gold slowly drove to Mitchie's street. He wasn't that much in a hurry and he told her that he'll be there at 8:00. Nate turned right on one of the main streets. The lights were dimmed on the street. He squinted his eyes, trying to see the road.

He then saw a small figure, walking uneasily in the middle of the road. What the hell? He thought. He couldn't see what it was, only the outline. Nate turned his headlights on and instantly hit the breaks as he saw that he was about to hit a girl.

The girl looked at the car and then fell flat on her rear. Nate sighed. God. I'm gonna be late. He thought. He got out of his car to help the girl. Nate groaned as he saw who it was - Alex Russo. Also known as the school's favorite hooker.

Nate took her hands and pulled her up. He could smell all the alcohol in her breath. The sour smell burned his throat. Nate started coughing. He glared at Alex. He always thought of her as a cheap person who was shouldn't be sharing the oxygen in the world, that she was a slut who only wants sex and expensive material, that she was a waste and disgrace to the human race.

Nate noticed what she was wearing. A hot pink tube top and shorts so short that they could have been mistaken for underwear. He looked at her, disgusted. "Whoa there! Hi! You're cute!" Alex slurred. She felt like she was going to fall again so she held onto Nate's arms for support. Nate pushed her off and Alex fell on her rear again. She started laughing. "Cute boy wants to play rough!"

"I don't want anything to do with you." Nate said. He sighed. He knew that he couldn't just leave her here, alone in the darkest streets. "Where do you live?"

"Why? You just say that you don't want to do anything with me, or were you just lying?" Alex slurred. She laughed. "Cute boy wants to have sex with me!" Alex clutched her stomach and started laughing even more. Nate rolled his eyes and picked her up. He led her to his car and seated her in the passenger seat. He buckled her up and took out his cell phone.

"Mitchie?" He said.

"Hi Nate!" Mitchie said, excitedly. "I am so excited for tonight! I'm-"

"About that. I'll be running a little late. I got in a mini accident. Don't worry, I'll pick you up at 8:30. 9:00 top. Sorry, Mitchie." Nate said, sincerely. Mitchie frowned.

"Oh. Okay then. Well come as soon as you can!"

"Don't worry. I'll try my best." Nate said and hung up. He got into his driver's seat and looked at Alex. She was dead asleep. "O god." He murmured. Nate grabbed Alex's purse and searched for her cell phone. He finally found it and scrolled down the contact's list. Once he reached her mother, he called it and started dialing.

"Hello? Alex?" Her mother asked, surprised.

"Hi Mrs. Russo. This is Alex's classmate. I found her sleeping. I just wanted to take her home so that nothing bad happened to her." Nate said, half lying.

"O really? That's so nice of you." Then she told him the address. "Thank you for taking my Alex home. This is probably the earliest she's ever came home." Her mother laughed. Well I wouldn't be surprised. Nate thought.

"Yeah. You're welcome." He said, politely. Nate hung up and rolled his eyes. He hit the gas and quickly drove to Alex's house.

Nate stopped in front of a large house. He raised an eyebrow noticing that this house was located just three blocks away from his own house. Great. We live in the same neighborhood. Just great. He thought.

Nate looked at the driveway to see that there were no cars parked. The lights were all turned off so he assumed that no one was home. He sighed once more and got out of his car. Nate opened the car door and unbuckled Alex's seatbelt. He softly shook her awake.

"Alex, wake up. I'm late for my date." He whispered, angrily. Alex groaned. Nate rolled his eyes. He picked Alex up and carried her over his shoulder. He was surprised of how light she was. Nate laid her down next to the door. He took her purse again and checked to see if she had the keys to the house. Nate found a keychain with three keys. He unlocked the door and carried Alex in.

Nate gently placed Alex on the couch. Alex groaned again. She peeked her eyes open but then quickly closed them as she drifted off to sleep. "Your welcome." Nate muttered. He exited the house and walked back to his car.

Nate started the engine and drove towards Mitchie's house once again. He prayed that he won't find a drunk high school girl in the middle of the streets on his way there.

Nate parked his car in front of another large and clean mansion. He walked up to the door and rang the doorbell twice.

Mitchie stood up, excited. She's been sitting on the couch, listening to the girl Shane was with scream his name as she waited. She thanked God that Nate finally came. She hurriedly ran outside to see Nate. She hugged him.

"Hey to you too." Nate laughed. He kissed her cheek. Mitchie laughed with him. Her laughter faded as she smelled something foul on his jacket. Mitchie scrunched her nose and backed away.

"O god. You smell terrible!" Mitchie said, waving the air.

"Sorry. Accident." Nate said. He led her to his car. Mitchie plugged her nose.

"Why does it smell so bad? And what is this accident you keep bringing up? What ever it is, it smells worse than crap."

"Eh. Nothing big. I drove this kid home and she smelled like this. Sorry, Mitchie." Nate said, finding all ways to keep his explanation vague. He always hated lying to his girlfriend.

"Aw. How sweet of you. But she smells like alcohol or something. Can you wash your car next time, Nate?"

"Sure, Mitchie."

Nate drove her to a fancy restaurant near the House of Blues. The two entered the restaurant and instantly recognized famous celebrities eating their dinners. It didn't star struck or surprised them though. They've been seeing rich and famous people around the corner for as long as they've remembered. It's nothing new to them.

Nate pulled a chair out for Mitchie as she sat down. She smiled up at him and Nate blushed a little. He sat across from her and they picked up their menus. Mitchie glanced at her menu but her eyes quickly wandered back to her boyfriend. She sighed softly as she felt love struck. She always felt that nice feeling inside of her when she's with Nate. Nate on the other hand was oblivious to Mitchie's gawking and kept on looking at the menu, trying to find what he likes.

Mitchie smiled and looked back down at her menu. It's been one year since she and Nate had been a couple. A year to build up their relationship and to this very day, they are still standing strong. Mitchie felt so right when she's with Nate. It's like he's her perfect match, the man of her dreams, her soul mate. Nate though, just really likes her. The only reason why he asked her out in the first place was because of a dare. As they dated though, he grew fond of her. He really, really liked her. She wasn't those types of girls in his school who put pounds of makeup on their faces and dressed up like whores. No, Mitchie was no where like that. She could easily be mistaken as one of those normal girls who didn't live in Beverly Hills.

"Are you ready?" Nate asked, closing his menu.

"Uh…yeah. I got it." Mitchie said, smiling at him. Nate smiled back and called the waiter.

oOo

Shane zipped up his pants as the girl fixed her hair and makeup. She flashed Shane a sexy smile and he smirked back at her. "Had a great time, baby?" He asked her as he slipped his shirt on.

"Definitely. I hope we could do this again." The girl said, winking.

"I'll be waiting for the opportunity, sweetheart." Shane said with a seductive smile. The girl blushed and left the room.

Shane laid back down on his bed. Ugh. Smells like sex. He thought. Shane turned to the side and stared at the family picture placed on his bed stand. It had him, his dad, David, his step mom, Connie, and Mitchie. It was taken this year since they take family pictures every single year.

Shane raised an eyebrow. He never noticed how developed Mitchie was until tonight. Then again, he never really looked at her the way he looked at her tonight. Tonight was like he saw her in a different light. He saw the beautiful girl that is his stepsister.

Shane looked at the picture. She was wearing a teal mixed with turquoise like colored spaghetti strapped dress with a white shoulder length jacket to cover her arms and chest. Shane was wearing a fresh, clean blazer and normal jeans. Shane always hated dressing up. He looked at her body. It was curved in every perfect place. He saw no fragment anywhere. He blinked at the picture.

Whoa…wait. What the hell am I thinking? Shane thought. He shook his head and turned to the other side. I need to stop thinking about her. She's contagious. Maybe I just need another round to get her out of my head. Yeah. I wonder if Alex is home. Please let her not be out at a bar or with a guy. I don't want to search around for another chick.

Shane grabbed his phone and started dialing Alex's number.

Alex groaned as she heard her ring tone. A large headache instantly entered her body once she opened her eyes. Ugh. Stupid mother fucking hangover. Alex thought. She then realized where she was.

"What the hell am I doing here?" She whispered to herself. The last thing she remembered was drinking and flirting with a twenty-something-year-old man. The fact that she was in her house didn't surprise her actually. Honestly, she expected to wake up in bed with some guy.

Alex picked up her phone as her ring tone started to annoy her. "What the hell do you want Shane? I'm in a bad mood." Alex spat.

"I need some special time with my friend." Shane said, innocently. "Have you been drinking again? Please don't tell me that you just had sex with a guy. You're not as fun when you've been fucked two times in a row."

"No, I did not have sex with a guy but I have been drinking. I ended up in my house somehow. O god, maybe a stalker took me home." Alex said, starting to get worried. Shane rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"Like you would have a stalker. If you do though, he's most likely just waiting his precious time. He'll probably live life better by screwing with a squirrel." Shane laughed.

"O just go to hell, Shane." Alex snapped and hung up. She trudged upstairs and slipped into her bed. Alex closed her eyes and fell back asleep. Her annoying ring tone woke her up again. "What the hell do you want?!" She answered, not checking her caller ID.

"Excuse me?" she heard her mother say.

"O, sorry mommy." Alex said.

"Alex, I want you to thank the boy who took you home. You remembered to say thank you, right? It was such a sweet gesture of him to take you home." Wait….what? Alex thought, confused.

"Who took me home?" Alex asked.

"I'm not very sure. All I know was that he said that he was your classmate. I still want you to thank him. He said that he found you sleeping and knew that he shouldn't just leave you alone. Someone could of taken advantage of you."

Yeah, more like drunk. I'm surprised this guy didn't take advantage of me. Probably a freshman or just an idiot. Yeah, he was probably an idiot. Alex thought, smiling to herself. She was so used to a guy having sex with her while she was drunk and had no idea what she was doing. The fact that this boy, who just happens to be her classmate, didn't have sex with her made her feel…happy.

"Mom, do you have any idea who it was at all?" Alex asked, starting to feel bubbly for some reason.

"I'm sorry but I don't. He'll probably tell you on Monday. Go to sleep. You sound tired."

"Okay, mommy." Alex said in a low voice. She hung up the phone and closed her eyes once more, keeping her smile on her face. Her happy feeling took over her body and she felt like a school girl experiencing the feeling of a first crush.

oOo

Mitchie took a sip of the apple cider, feeling so in love with her boyfriend. She smiled randomly at him and then looked back down at her food. She's been meaning to tell Nate how she really felt for a while. She wanted him to tell her first though. So Mitchie waited for months but Nate never said those three words to her. Mitchie simply just thought that he was just scared. Why wouldn't Nate date her if he didn't love her?

Mitchie twirled her straw in her drink as she glanced at Nate from time to time. She sighed as she felt the strongest need to tell him now. They've been dating for a year anyways, the saying should pop out now.

Mitchie looked at Nate, getting nervous. He noticed this and looked at her. "Are you okay?" He asked, taking her hand. Mitchie smiled a little and nodded her head.

"Yeah. I'm just…sort of nervous." Mitchie said in a hushed tone.

"Why?" She sighed again.

"Nate, we've been dating for a year and-"

"O god. Are you breaking up with me? Is it because my car smells like crap? I'm so sorry, Mitchie. I'll make sure to get it cleaned tomorrow and-" Mitchie laughed at her boyfriend's paranoia.

"No, it's not that. Actually that's the complete opposite what I was going to tell you." Nate raised his eyebrows at his girlfriend. The complete opposite of breaking up? He thought, confused. "I just wanted to say that…I…" Mitchie sighed. She was too scared to do it.

"That what? What did you want to say?" Nate asked, begging to know. Mitchie frowned a little and looked down.

"I don't know if I should say it."

"Aw, come on. You know you could tell me anything." Nate said, smirking. Mitchie smiled. I guess he's right. O God, please let him feel the same way. Please! She prayed to God before she opened her mouth again.

"I…I love you." Mitchie said, proudly and confidentially. Nate stared at her with his eyes widened. He felt as if time froze in the worst peak of day. He felt as if his worst memories were playing in his head over and over and won't stop repeating. Nate blinked at Mitchie who was looking back at him with so much hope in her eyes.

"What?" He chocked out.


A/N: Wonder how Nate will respond? Will he just simply tell Mitchie that he loves her back but be completely lying through his teeth or will he tell her the truth and completely shatter her heart? You just have to wait until the next time I update. ;)

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