Okay I'm soooo sorry for those who reminded me about the mix up on the last chapter thanks, usually I check but I think school has made me excited. Anyway enjoy the next chapter, and look I updated quicker then a week ha-ha, but not by much. This was post able about three days ago.

Mitchie's P.O.V

I can hear something going off but right now I can't make out what it is. Its sweet and low and I can feel myself drifting off into a deeper sleep. But just before I fall back into slumber I hear a vice echoing through the room.

"We we're both young when I first saw you,

I closed my eyes and the flashback starts, I'm standing there

On the balcony in summer air, see the lights see the party…"

I open my eyes and yawn as I stretch. Its my radio playing as I hit it as it rings next to my bed and that's when my heart starts to happily race. Today is the day that me and Alex are heading to California, I smile brightly and hop out of bed, flicking on my table lamp and running into my closest pulling out a sun dress. I don't even think about taking a shower, although I did take one less then seven hours ago before I went to bed. I pull on my dress of a dark green and slide my white flip flops on before I pull a brush up and run it through my hair. My heart is racing and I can't believe I'm picking out my music today. I run over to my phone which is sitting on the edge of my bed and I pull it up dialing the easiest number my brain will never forget.

"…umm..hello…ah."

"Alex get up its six thirty, come on get up, my mom and I will be there at seven," I hang up the phone without making sure that the girl actually got up and I ran over to my suit cases and pulled them into the hall. Of course it was dark and as I was dragging the bags along I felt like even though I knew how many steps it took before I was on the landing I was going to fall. I stopped and flicked on the hall light to my left. The entire hallway up and downstairs lit up casting a dim and calming yellow light through the house. I left my bags where they were and ran down the stairs happily and into the kitchen grabbing a donut and a juice from the fridge,

"MOM, DAD, WAKE UP!" I yelled from where I was, which was at least seven rooms and a floor away from my parents but I did hear shifting after I called to them. I was excited, that I couldn't deny. The sun wasn't even up yet and I felt like I had all the energy in the world to spare.

Alex's P.O.V

"What am I supposed to do with you?" I was dressed and ready staring down at the deep set of blue eyes that Coco was giving me. She didn't make any noise. I was sitting on my bed with one leg under me and the other one hanging off the side as Coco sat in front of me with her head slanted.

"You think that's cute?" I asked as she lowered her head. I think she knew I was leaving but I didn't know if she was staying here or going with Mitchie and I, but I didn't feel right leaving a new puppy home with my mom and brothers, or my dad for that matter.

"Don't you think Russo should go last? I mean its more dominate then Torres right? I mean, I just never seen me taking Mitchie's last name….EVER. I mean, well…" I was staring at Coco who somehow between my conversation shifted to her side wanting me to pat her, which I did. I was waiting for Mitchie and her mom for a while now. I was shaking inside, so excited to make it to California without the drama of going there with a class on a trip.

"You know Mitchie and I didn't have a anniversary or anything, well I mean it should be coming up, in a month or two but its best to do something while we're out of town. I mean we're not married or anything, we're only seventeen but…," I pulled my leg from under me and laid on my back as my fingers still went through the thick black coat of Coco's fur.

"I could….huh, I can't think of anything to do for her that I haven't done before. Oh I guess I should fill you in about us. So Mitchie's been in my life since we were kids and I don't know how but I've always wanted to protect her, to hold her, and I knew I never wanted her to get hurt. I guess I shouldn't be telling all of this to a dog but you seem like a great listener. Well….anyway, so Mitchie and I grew up together I guess as friends, but as we got older I guess she found out about me liking her, which I still don't know how she found out, I'm thinking it was a rat named mom." Coco shifted before barking.

"Shush. Okay so anyway Mitchie and I would always do these little things that we knew would make the other smile, or which would make things push the limits of our friendship, in a good way of course. Oh like on the cruise, that's where she finally gave in to me. But you're too young to know about that, but before the cruise, maybe a few days before that Mitchie and I went out for smoothies. I guess I was wearing some shorts and a top with my converse and Mitchie was in this light blue skirt with a thin white top, and her biking top was black so it shown through," I was smiling as I moved my hand that was once against Coco onto my stomach. "We were at the shop sitting on the same side of the table due to the fact that I moved her over and sat next to her. And she was nervous, you can tell when she's nervous because she always stutters her words, or my favorite, she pouts or whimpers. Anyway I don't know what made me pull up the courage to do what I did but I had my hand on my lap for a while…," I stopped speaking as Coco barked again.

"Shush, this is the good part. So I slowly placed my hand against Mitchie's lap and she didn't say anything at first but I saw her face slowly change to this red color before she swallowed her drink and faced me. Her eyes searched my face and I guess that's when I knew I truly had to make her mine. Great story huh?" Coco barked again as I sighed before sitting up. "You know that story kind of makes me want to hit on Mitchie, or do other things that I will not name in the present of a baby," I ran my finger against Coco's head. "I guess for that reason my name could go first because whatever she does she makes me fall for her." I heard a horn from outside so I quickly ran to my window. Seeing Mitchie was like a trigger to my body that sent shivers down my spine and tingles through every inch of me.

"Great, that story did take affect on me," I rolled my eyes and made it towards the room door before opening it as Coco followed me out. Her feet sounded delicate yet heavy against the wood floor and the steel spiral steps and yet I smiled as she went along. I opened the door for Mitchie who pointed to my bags.

"Kiss me," I told her as her eyes came to mine. She was staring at my face confused as her mom made it towards us. "Kiss me," I told her again as she pulled her fingers up to her lips and kissed them before placing them against my skin. I let Mitchie past as her mom came in for the bags.

"I can help," I told the woman but soon I saw her husband following right behind her. Coco was inching closer and closer towards the door. "Oh what about her?"

"She's coming too," Mitchie said as her mom nodded.

"Oh," I watched as her mom and dad went to the car with my bags before I pulled Mitchie's wrist and she came stumbling into me. I slowly walked her back into a wall placing my lips against hers as she knocked into a picture of me as a kid. The stupid younger me was staring all wide eyed at my actions so I moved Mitchie over away from it before sliding my hands against her thigh. She quickly gasped before a quiet moan escaped her lips as I moved my hand away from her leg and up to her waist. My hands held her in place up until the point when she gave another moan and I could feel the heat from her lips beat against my skin causing my heart to beat faster.

"GIRLS," my mom called to me from the spiral steps. I pulled back away from Mitchie as she covered her mouth and I knocked into my mom's bookshelf catching my dad's orange cat before it hit the floor. "I think I'm glad I'm not going to California," my mom came over to me as Mitchie's face turned an even deeper shade of red.

"It was…"

"Here," my mom gave me an envelope which felt like it had money in it.

"Mom I can't take this."

"Alex I'm not letting you go to another state, thirty states between here without any backup money or anything. Take it," I watched her give the money to me again and I took it. I was going to put it in my laptop bag when I got to the car. Connie blew the horn from outside and I stepped up to my mom hugging her.

"See you girls in a few days," I nodded as Mitchie covered her face with one hand and held my arm with the other.

"See you soon Mrs. Russo,": her muffled voice escaped her fingers as I giggled. My mom trusted me, that's more then I could say for most parents. Mitchie and I made it to the car in the cool windy whether before laying against each other. Coco was busy looking out the window and watching the shifting scenery as I held Mitchie in my arms watching her play with my fingers. We were going to L.A. and we were going to be there alone until later on that night when her mom and dad would meet us.

"Just you and me," I whispered to Mitchie as she slid down into my lap, stretching her legs and curving them a bit before she looked up at me.

"Don't get any ideas miss kinky," she told me as I smiled.

"Oh trust me, I plan to do a lot of things to you."

"Shut up we're in the car with my parents."

"So, we're whispering."

"I don't care, it's weird. And nothing mildly sexual is going to happen."

"That's because its going to be major-ly sexual," I smiled at Mitchie before pushing my hair into one of my hands and leaning into Mitchie's face as I let my lips fall against hers. My heart was always right, it always moved so weirdly with her, like it was shifting as my feelings for Mitchie changed. I used to adore her but that turned into lust which turned into protection which turned into something else which went through all these changes, but it all came back to love. Every time.

"I love you," I whispered against her lips as she tapped my face with her nails. I pulled back a bit.

"I love you too."

Mitchie's P.O.V

My mom and dad went with me to do everything as Alex sat watching the bags and Coco, but after that we were at the terminal for security. My mom was hugging me hard as I rolled my eyes and watched the clock tick. My dad already said his goodbye's and see you later's that my mom should have did what he did. But no she's hugging me and kissing my hair and embarrassing me in the airport.

"I'll be right on the next flight to L.A.," she whispered.

"I know mom."

"Call me if you need anything."

"I know mom."

"Don't cut your phone off on the plane."

"Um, I don't want to crash…we have to go," I slowly plucked my mom away from me as a woman in a dark blue suit came up next to me and Alex so she could tag Coco, although she was riding on the plane with us. The security area was pretty wide and white. There was four lines we could go through, all with walk through scanners or tray scanners and these other things. I felt a bit weird walking towards one of the officer's in the place. Even though I didn't do anything wrong it felt like I did. I slid my shoes off and placed them in a tray and took Alex's laptop and put it into a different one. Some lady took Coco through with her before she gave her back to Alex and once we were ready to head to the plane we made it away from the security area.

"I will not get use to this," Alex told me as I agreed as we made it down a long moving walk-way and towards our plane gate. It was already opened and Class-A passengers were already moving on.

"So we're sitting in first class, I think they've boarded," I pulled Alex along with me and towards the front past tons of people as a woman scanned our tickets and we made it into first class. It felt weird passing the people already seated just to walk up towards a thick blue curtain that closed off first class from coach. I made it to my seat up towards the front before sitting down, Alex's seat was a bit spaced from mine and Coco's was on the other side next to some other dog. I didn't want to think about the flight, I hated flying, that was something I feared for a long time so as I sat in my seat I closed my eyes. I didn't want to think about the flight.

"Miss Torres," there was a guy in a black suit, his spiky blonde hair running about three inches into the air as he help up a sigh with my name on it.

"Hi," I waved to the guy as he signaled someone to grab our bags. I was iffy about it since I didn't know the guy and the fact that he could be a L.A. conman that heard of me or something was…I rolled my eyes and tried to calm down. Alex and I followed him outside and towards a long black limo with tinted windows.

"Here call my mom for me please," I was staring into the distance as I handed Alex my phone and lifted Coco into my arms as we made it into the vehicle. The seats were a white leather with small symbols going through them. Further towards the front was a wide screen TV and a stainless steel mini fridge, above it a mini bar with different shaped glasses and a box wrapped in gold paper with a red bow across it. Once the door to the limo closed Alex smiled at me.

"I can't believe this is happening," I was moving towards the TV as the small separation window went down a bit.

"Miss Torres on behalf of CR Records we have a little gift for you on the bar, we will be arriving at the Hilton in less then ten minutes. My name is Thomas but you can call me Mr.T or Mr. Thomas or…"

"What's your first name? I cut the man off as his eyes met mine in the mirror.

"Um, Noah, but usually.."

"So Noah, how long have you been a driver?" I guess he wasn't used to people calling him by his name. He seemed like he was in his late twenties but his green eyes sparkled.

"I'm a part time driver actually, but I've been doing this for a year now. Acting classes cost a lot. Hey I heard you're the new singer for CR Records, that must feel amazing. So what type of things do you sing?" I pressed my back against the seat closest to Noah's seat as he drove.

"I don't know, I mean, I sing stuff."

"Stuff?" Noah giggled before running his fingers through his hair. "You sing country? Classical?"

"You can sing classical?" I asked him as Alex moved along on the side of me, I saw her hair flash by as I faced her. She was plucking at the box Noah told me about.

"So who's this?"

"Alex," I faced Alex who was staring at me. Then she went back to plucking at her box.

"So, Alex, how do you feel about Mitchie's record deal?"

"What's in this box?" Alex pushed her arm against mine almost causing me to fall.

"I don't know. They don't tell me anything, I'm just the driver."

"O-o-okay," Alex pushed the ribbon off the box before opening it, inside sat a necklace with a eighth note as the pendent.

"Welcome to L.A. and here's the Hilton," Noah stopped the limo and moved out before Alex slid the necklace over my head. I rolled my eyes as we both made it back towards the door where Coco was laying. I rapped my fingers against her leash before clicking it onto her collar and climbing from the car. Noah was grabbing bags and handing them to the bellhop as I gazed across the street. In the distance was the Hollywood sign, towards us were tons of cars and buildings and people passing by that seemed to be in a hurry.

"Miss Torres…"

"Mitchie," I told Noah.

"Mitchie, I'll be back to pick you up in a hour to take you too the studio so settle in and I'll be back soon.

"Okay," I smiled pulling Alex's fingers into mine before we made it inside. The Hilton had tall ceilings and golden walls with red furniture and chandeliers sparkling above a few areas. I was smiling the entire time. I think this was the longest time since I went back home that I wasn't paying attention to Alex. Actually, her fingers weren't in mine anymore. I turned to see where she'd gone and she was walking to me with the room keys.

Alex's P.O.V

Once Mitchie and I made it into the room, with Coco of course and our bags were in the room I closed the door and stood against it. There was a huge space with couches in front of me in a delicate red color, to my left was the kitchen, and to my right the first bathroom. As I moved along the hotel room I saw two other halls.

"This is a lot of space," I called out noticing Mitchie was no where to be seen. I feel like the plane ride sent her into a mute Alex mode, because I can't remember her saying anything to me since we got from the plane. I went down the white hall, it held paintings of oceans and forests. I could hear Coco's feet behind me, she was sniffing the floor. The first room in the hall which was across from another bathroom was a area with a view of a empty lot with movie like trailers sitting in it. I moved passed as Coco ran and laid in the bed. I found Mitchie standing against one large window that reached from one end of the wall to the next from the ceiling to the floor. She was on her knees on a white bed with her fingers pressed against the glass and her nose grazing it. The room had the bed in the middle, a closed off bathroom to the right and a TV against one of the walls with a couch under it, as well as a small table and foot rest.

"If this is a perk for working with CR Records, I'm excited for you." Mitchie faced me before making it to the end of the bed on her knees.

"This feels so unreal."

"Well," I moved up to her, "Its real, its happening, its here."

"Yeah," her arms slowly came across my shoulders as I noticed the Hollywood sign out the window.

"This is an amazing view!"

"So I'm not amazing enough to look at?" she asked as I faced her.

"Of course you are, but I think the Hollywood sign looks better." I giggled and joked before Mitchie leant into me. Her lips came against mine, perfect, slow, and smooth. Her arms wrapped around my neck tighter bringing us in closer. I placed my left hand against her waist before brushing my fingers across her cheek with the other. I could feel Mitchie pulling me towards her, but I knew if I fell on top of her I was going to hurt either me, or her. I don't know how she did it but she shifted a bit before pulling away from me, moving her legs, and then pulling me back into her before I came crashing on top of her. Her hands were now tangled in my hair, our lips still locked against the other's as I felt her legs move up my sides. I knew she was about to wrap her legs around me but this was a very kinky Mitchie I was dealing with.

I took a quick breath when I pulled back only to have her nibble on the bottom of my lip. My body was getting warm and my mind was turning blank. Mitchie seemed to hungrily nibble against my skin before I tried to lift myself off of her a bit, but she wasn't having it. Our lips were once again together before our tongues were tangled, and wrestling together for dominance. I don't know what was getting into Mitchie but soon I felt her fingers gripping small sections of my hair.

"Knock, knock Mitchie Torres," I froze as a voice echoed from the hall. Mitchie focused on my eyes before I moved away from her.

"It hasn't been a hour," I pried myself completely away helping Mitchie up as she pressed her dress down.

"Mitchie…," hey its time to go.

"What?" Mitchie and I were staring at a hotel person. Neither one of us knew who it was but it was obviously some hired help.

"Um, Noah is downstairs, he got the time wrong and you have to be at the studio in less then twenty minutes," the man waved for us to follow him. I faced Mitchie before she rolled her eyes and pulled my hand in hers. I swear things were happening oddly. I mean Mitchie never pulled my hair, what the hell was that about? Once we made it to the hotel door I faced Coco.

"Wait I can't leave her here," I snapped my fingers as Coco rushed over to me.

Mitchie's P.O.V

Alex and I were at the record station sitting in the so called green room for about thirty minutes already. The green room was actually a powdered blue color with fake green trees in every corner. One couch, which we were sitting against, was made with black leather, and above it were strobe lights, turned off of course, and a disco ball in the middle of the ceiling. Coco was sleeping next to the tree near the door.

"This is boring," I heard Alex say.

"Well I'm sorry, take Coco for a walk while I see what's up."

"Fine."

"You're really going to let me do this alone?"

"You're going to have to do this sooner or late by yourself, and plus if you really want me to listen to all the boring CD single talk then.."

"Just walk the dog," I waved the girl away as she pressed her lips against my cheek before she lifted Coco into her arms. I watched as she left before a tall guy around six feet in a blue suit came into the room.

"Mitchie Torres?" he asked as I nodded. "I'm Steven Clark, executive manager of CR Records, follow me."

"So I thought I was seeing Mark Costello."

"Oh you are, but I thought I'd tell you about your schedule for today."

"Schedule?"

"Yes, so from five to seven you'll be picking a few songs that can stand alone as a single. From seven to eight it'll be dinner time, from eight until eleven we'll be doing what we call a sort of show of talent. We do this for all of our new talents. It's a closed show of maybe three hundred people, they'll be listening to your vocals and…"

"Wait, so are you telling me I have a mini-concert tonight?"

"Well its more like four songs, you'll sing the one from the Final Jam, and three that you pick today."

"I can't work that fast, I mean…I thought I wasn't working on a song until a few weeks from now."

"The thing is," Steven stopped and reached for a black doorknob. "It's better to start off as fast as you can then to wait until your talent is dried up."

"My singing isn't going to dry up."

"But you won't be young forever."

"What…"

"Send her in," I heard a guy over the loud speaker. Steven opened the door and I was afraid to walk in at first.

"It's Mark," Steven said as I nodded and made it into the room. Mark was in the middle of a room with his hand extended out to me. There was a round table next to him with ton of papers and a large window on the far wall. I shook his hand and sat a few seats away from him.

"Mitchie my girl, here are at least five hundred songs for you to choose as a first single."

"Who, five hundred?"

"I've heard you hit a few high notes but I want to see which songs fits your voice, just belt a tune from each chorus."

"Wait, you want me to try out five hundred songs?"

"That's all we have for today. Tomorrow you'll have to be here around ten so we can try out a few more songs…"

"How many is a few?" I was excited but my heart began racing.

"Um, maybe five hundred more."

"And that's it right?"

"Well you'll be in the parade at Disneyland tomorrow around three and again at seven, and between then you'll perform a few songs. That's not a problem is it?"

"Well no but, I kind of wanted to spend time with Alex."

"Oh yes the girl from the hotel with the dog. You can spend the weekend with your friend, we just need to get a few things sorted out okay."

"Wait, will I be busy for these three days I'm here? And how can I have a weekend with her if…"

"We want you back here Monday for a few interviews."

"What? Oh look I.."

"Mitchie you signed a contract, you want to sing right?"

"Yeah I do but…"

"Trust me it'll all be worth it in the long run."

"I know."

"Okay so we have to work on your image Monday when you come back into town and maybe sometime in the next few months you can come and move into LA."

"Whoa, look I…I can't leave Alex again, it wasn't in our plans."

"She can still be a supportive friend right? I mean she wants the best for you right?"

"Yeah, I guess so." I sighed before pulling the stack of sings near me.

So yeah I lose interest in stuff fast, I mean I go on curves and think about other stories. Anyway Mean Girls is on, also I'm babysitting but I'm trying to update Her Brown Eyes.