A/N: First of all, thank you sooooooooo much for your awesome, incredible reviews. I don't think I deserve them but thank you anyway. I'm sorry it took this long for this chapter to get up, school, homework and all that. But anyway on to the next chapter!

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Dedication: Ya know, I'm dedicating this whole fic to you, Leanne, cos you're so saksy and introduced me to the wonderful world of fanfiction. BTW, I cannot BELIEVE you told Mr Dye that I write these kind of stories!!!!! But I love you anyway. :) Please Smile!

Trouble

Distractions

It was difficult the next couple of days.

With school, wizard lessons, home, working. It just got too incredibly difficult.

A – They went to the same school.

B – They were always in wizard lessons together.

C – They worked similar or in the same shifts.

D – They lived in the same house.

It was inevitable that she couldn't avoid him.

Not to mention she had to try and make things as normal as possible -which was so damn hard- with him around.

This realization –what else can you call it?- was changing her, plus her family and Harper weren't stupid –most of the time- they'd probably eventually catch on. Eventually, the key word.

But God, if they ever did find out…

Alex didn't even want to think about it.

She needed a distraction. Something that'd pull her away from her disgusting, illegal-in-50-states wrong thoughts. Something like…

"Hey Russo!"

She turned around sharply at the sound of her name, well, last name.

Dean Moriati.

Perfect.

And he did distract her.

He took her away from her sick thoughts –at least, until she saw him at home- but that was ok, because dates with Dean were distracting.

Funny how out of all the words to describe their dates "distracting" was all that she could come up with.

She remembered when she told her family –more so him- that she was asked out by Dean.

Justin expressed his "distaste" for him.

I came down the twirling stairs ready to eat; from the smell it seemed to be quesidolas or something or other tonight. Yum. My spanish still sucked.

I headed straight to the kitchen until I realised something.

Dude, who has a kitchen in their living room?

I mentally shook my head from these incredibly random thoughts when I realised that Mom was talking to me. I must've looked idiotic standing there with my face looking a little weird.

"Querida, are you ok? You seem a little-"

I cut her off. "Yeah. Fine. Quesi-whatnow for dinner, right?"

She looked annoyed, can't say I blame her. "Quesadillas. Miha, que-sa-dil-la."

I looked blankly at her. She sighed and told me to set the table and call everyone.

I did, without managing to look like an idiot when Justin came up from the Station.

-X-

Dinner was a loud affair anyway, we were all talking and I chose this as an opportunity to tell everyone of my new "boyfriend".

Justin turned his head roughly at me.

"You aren't going out with him Alex." It wasn't request.

I raised an eyebrow at him, the disgusting part of me, which I've named "Evil/Disgusting", hoped that he was jealous or something, but I pushed Evil/Disgusting's thoughts away and logically thought that he was just concerned or something. Dean's rep wasn't exactly squeaky clean.

In reality, what Justin said was true. She didn't want to go out with him. At all.

But it was absolutely necessary.

"… listening Alex?"

His voice –so deep- pulled me out of my views.

"Well, it's got nothing to do with you Justin." I said, faking being pissed off. But my tone completely changed when I faced Dad, "So, dad. Can I go to the movies with him?"

Jerry looked at his princess, "Dean… As in, Dean Moriati? He's a nice boy, fixed up my old car… Sure why not."

"So, honey is he cute?" My mom asked eagerly like a school girl, brown eyes twinkling.

I smiled on the outside, but in the inside I was pretty surprised how quickly they let me go. Max wasn't really interested, but that's good cos' less questions.

I turned once again to face my older brother to give a fake satisfied grin. However he didn't face me and got up mumbling, "Could I be excused."

I pushed my bangs from my forehead, and internally sighed.

I didn't think he's gonna talk to me.

Justin did talk to her the next day. It wasn't much but it was a little improvement.

Until he argued with her, coming up with reasons why she shouldn't date him.

"He's bad news Alex!"

To keep this charade up, she gave reasons why she should, mentally gagging all the while.

"He's cute, I'm cute why shouldn't we be together?!" Such a superficial excuse.

But in the end Justin gave up. Much to her displeasure. So much for Justin giving a convincing argument.

So they started dating. Without Justin's "blessing".

Then came the day he kissed her for the first time.

They were talking at the skate rink -where most of their dates were- and all of a sudden he placed his lips on hers.

With the familiarity of being kissed, she automatically closed her eyes. Until she realised who she was kissing, she was wide eyed, Alex panicked, -Go with it asshole!- and finally responded to his kiss.

Taking this as a signal, he wrapped his arms around her waist and then what she did or what she said next took them both by surprise.

"Justin…"

Shit.

A/N: Well… Thoughts please! :)