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Chapter Four: First Date

Alex POV

Paige ended up buying me a whole of new clothes. Tank tops, some skin tight tops and regular jeans. When she was out buying more clothes, I grabbed a pair of jeans and pair of scissors and sat on my bed. I cut the jeans on the left leg. Once I moved to the right leg of the jeans Paige walked in.

"Alexandria!" She only called me by my full name when she was mad at me. I sat there, frozen like a child that had gotten caught doing something she shouldn't have been doing.

Then I smiled. "Oh c'mon, some girls wear ripped jeans," I gestured to the pair of ripped jeans she was wearing.

"Yeah, but not almost everyday!" she snatched the scissors out of my hand. "You ruined a perfectly good pair of jeans Alex!"

"They're my jeans," I crossed my arms.

"Why is your hair up?"

"Because it's comfortable in a pony tail," Paige pulled my scrunchie out of my hair, letting my hair loose. "Paige!" I slapped her hand.

"Ow!" she said sarcastically. "You have to get used to being more feminine."

"Why?" I asked as if I didn't remember.

"For everyone. You said you'd do it if it got us to leave you alone," she rolled her eyes.

"Right," I said while tapping my head as if a light bulb had appeared over my head.

"Cut the sarcasm Alex. Look at this," Paige dug into a bag and pulled out a blue top with a pair of dark blue jeans. I hated the shirt already. I could tell it was one of those skin tight shirts. She then dug into another bag and pulled out a dark blue denim jacket.

"Carlos is taking you out tonight and this is what you're wearing," she smiled.

"Aww, thanks mom," I laughed. Paige made a face. "Wait, how do you know he's taking me out tonight?"

"Well if you weren't busy ruining good clothes, you would have had time to check your phone. When I went to their apartment to see James, Carlos said he sent you an IM asking you on a date tonight but you never responded," Paige picked up the jeans I had made into my victim with my scissors.

I grabbed my phone and looked at the text.

Carlos: "Tonight, just me and you. You up for it?"

Me: "Duh!"

I laughed after I replied and put my phone to the side.

"So there is a girl inside that tomboy," Paige pointed at me.

"What do you mean?" I asked as I ran my fingers through my hair.

"You got excited just from an IM from him. And you did a girly laugh. Ohh, someone's in love." In love? It's too soon to know. Loving someone and being in love with someone are two different things. I know I love Carlos, but am I in love with him?

I decided to change the subject. "Are you in love with my brother?"

Paige blushed and turned around. Her blond hair twirled as she turned to hide her face. "I don't know. It's been five months since I've seen him."

"Well it's the same with me and Carlos. Stop bothering me about my relationship and go get yours stronger. I know my brother loves you. He doesn't even remember to fix his hair sometimes because he's too busy thinking about you," we both laughed. If someone took James' attention away from his hair we knew it was someone important. Not even I could get him to leave his hair alone.

"You're right. Now go, go get dressed!" Paige pulled me off the bed and gave me a light push towards the bathroom.

~BTR~BTR~BTR~BTR~BTR~BTR

I came out of a refreshing shower and put on the clothes Paige had laid out for me. I felt like I was back in elementary school, when my mom used to lay out clothes for me in the morning. I walked out the bathroom after I was done and walked into my room. I looked at the clock, it was 7:16 PM.

"You look great! Now just put this on.." Paige walked up to me and slid one plastic blue bracelet and one gray plastic bracelet on my left hand. Paige then walked behind me and started messing my hair.

"Good, you didn't wet your hair so it's still straight," she said while brushing it. Paige went to the dresser and pulled something out then walked back to me and grabbed my earlobe. She put in gold earrings that resembled snowflakes. The center was silver. I touched my ears, which now felt heavy since I'm not used to wearing earrings. While I was touching my ears, Paige pulled out white, gray and blue sneakers.

"I thought I should go easy on you, so no shoes this time," she said while handing them to me.

"Thanks?" I put on the sneakers after putting on my socks.

"Aww, you look like a girl! I'm a miracle worker!"

"What's that supposed to mean? I didn't look like a girl before?"

She made a face. "You did, but you look girly now. There's a difference."

My phone vibrated on the table and I picked it up. It was a text from Carlos.

"Meet you in the lobby."

"He's downstairs," I told Paige.

"Go!" She pushed me out of the apartment. I walked into the elevator, feeling a bit awkward when guys in the hallway stared at me. I got off when I reached the lobby and found Carlos standing in front of the elevator.

Whoa.." he said while he looked me up and down. I raised my eyebrows as my hands patted the sides of legs, feeling awkward once again.

"I'm sorry, you just look so different," he said. I stepped out of the elevator, before it could close. I stared back at him. He was wearing a white and gray button down shirt and blue jeans. He didn't have his shirt tucked in.

He held out his hand to me and I stared at him confused. "Hold my hand silly," he laughed. I grabbed his hand and sighed at my stupidity. I wasn't used to this. Carlos is my first boyfriend so I don't know about all this boyfriend/girlfriend stuff. All the other times he had grabbed my hand and I just went along with it.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"How about we go get some dinner, then I can take you somewhere else?"

"Sounds good," I smiled and he kissed my cheek.

"Ok let's go," Carlos walked out of the Palm Woods Hotel and led me to the limo. We got in and sat side by side. I told him about how kids were being shallow back at our old school. They only wanted to be my friend because I'm BTR's best friend. After talking, Carlos had leaned in closer and we starting making out. It was weird at fist since it was my first time making out with anyone, then it felt natural and right. It wasn't sloppy like some of those disgusting kisses you see on TV. Whenever Paige and I saw one of those movies she would always say, "Eww, learn how to kiss!" and throw a pillow at the TV.

Soon we were at the restaurant. Well it wasn't really a restaurant. It's a fast food restaurant. Carlos knows I'm not picky and he didn't have to take me anywhere fancy. We got out the limo and Carlos held the door to the restaurant open for me.

"Why thank you," I said.

"Only the best for you," he said as he walked in behind me.

~BTR~BTR~BTR~BTR~BTR~BTR

The waitress walked to our table with a notepad and a pencil. She was a little taller than me and her hair was brown, with some blond highlights.

"Can I take your order?" she said with an attitude.

"We'll have two burgers, some fries and two cokes please," Carlos looked at me the whole time he ordered.

"Oh my gosh!" The waitresses voice was different this time. "Y-You're Carlos Garcia! I'm so in love with you! We should totally go out sometime!"

"I'm sorry, but I already have a girlfriend," Carlos' hand reached over the table and then held mine. The waitress made a 'tch' noise and gave me a dirty look before she went to get our food. I wanted to get up and hurt her but Carlos stopped me.

"She's not worth it Lexie," he flashed his pearly whites.

We sat and ate our food and talked happily. Then we started throwing French fries at other people and when they turned around we started talking again. Then we started throwing fries at each other until we decided to leave. When we got outside Carlos told the driver we'd walk back to the hotel after hanging out some more. The driver nodded and left.

Carlos walked with me, hand in hand, to the beach. We sat on a bench at the boardwalk and my head was resting on his shoulder.

"This night has been perfect," he whispered.

"Funny, I was thinking the same thing," I whispered back.

We took off our shoes and walked to the shore. I felt the soft squishy sand between my toes and the cold water being pushed to the shore and then pulled back into the ocean. Carlos grabbed my face gently and kissed me. I closed my eyes at the touch of his lips.

"C'mon, lets get back to the hotel," he said before taking my hand in his. Our fingers locked and we walked back up the boardwalk.

"I want to wash my feet before we go," I said while making a face.

"Yeah, me too," Carlos laughed. "Go to the women's room and wash your feet, I'll go to the guy's room. Meet you back here okay?"

"Okay," he kissed me one more time then we separated and walked away.

I walked into the bathroom and splashed water on my feet. Then I grabbed some paper towels and dried them off and put my shoes on. I walked to the mirror and started messing with my shirt. It showed the curves of my body since it was a perfect fit. I was used to hiding behind large T-shirts. I gently touched my hair, which was now wavy. I was also used to keeping it up, out of my face. A part of me was starting to like this new look, another part of me hated it. The hate part was larger.

I walked out the bathroom and made my way to where Carlos told me to meet him. He wasn't here yet. I was alone and it felt creepy. I opened my phone and checked the time. It was 9:48 PM. Had we really been out that long? Time really just flew by. I sent Carlos a text message.

"I'm here, where are you?"

He replied quickly. "I'm still in the bathroom. I got sand in my shoes. Lol Sorry, give me 2 more minutes."

I laughed to myself as I read the text. Leave it to Carlos to get sand in his shoes. He had dropped his shoes in the sand instead of placing them down gently like I had done. My phone vibrated, telling me I had gotten a new text message from Carlos.

"I'm on my way."

I sat down on the bench as I waited. I felt a strong hand grip my shoulder tightly. "Oww," I said as I felt the hand squeeze my shoulder.

"You were here with the pop star boy, huh?" a scruffy voice said.

"W-what?"

"Yeah, you could help me. Where's your little boyfriend?" he asked.

"I-I dunno," I lied. His hand moved down to my wrist and he yanked me off the bench. I attempted to kick him between the legs but he took a swift step back.

"I don't think you wanna try that missy," he put his hand between his stomach and his pants and pulled out a gun. "Don't piss me off. I need help with my gambling debts and your little boyfriend is going to help me. Now where is he?"

"I don't know! He left! H-he broke up with me!" I lied. I made some fake sobbing noises. I hope Carlos gets sidetracked on his way here. Who am I kidding? It's almost 10 o'clock, no stands would be open. I just didn't want Carlos to get hurt. He dug into my pocket and took out my phone. He stared at it then threw it as hard as he could towards the ocean. Asshole.

"Don't lie to me!" he pointed the gun at my stomach.

"I'm right here."

"Good," the man's voice was pleased. "If you want your girlfriend back safe and sound go get me some money and meet me back here. If you get the cops or anyone else involved I'll shoot her."

"I'm not leaving her here alone with you. And I don't have any money," Carlos spoke to the man as if he were an idiot. Well, he is.

"You're lying!" the man roared.

"What are you stupid? I've only been singing for five months," Carlos' face was serious.

"I'll shoot her!"

I took my chance. While he was focused on Carlos I kicked the man between the legs with all my might. The man fell and dropped the gun. The gun fell off the boardwalk and onto the beach below. I ran to Carlos' side just as the man started to get up. He ran to Carlos and punched him in the face. Carlos took a step back and then punched him back. The man was bigger than Carlos so I was worried for him. All this time I had acted like a guy my whole life. Looking at myself now, I knew that acting like a guy could never give me a guy's strength to help him now. But that didn't mean I couldn't try.

Carlos continued to punch the guy as hard as he could until he fell back. I ran over to them and stomped on the guy's stomach and kicked him in the face. "That's for my phone asshole!"

The guy grabbed my leg and pulled me down. I landed on the hard wood. I landed so hard it felt like I couldn't get up. My back throbbed in pain. The man then got up and punched Carlos in the nose. I got up slowly, in pain. I saw blood splattered across Carlos' white shirt. Blood was dripping out of his nose, down to his shirt. Some drops of blood were on the boardwalk and on the man's shirt. The man now punched Carlos on the side of his head, where his temple is.

"Carlos!" I ran over to him as he fell back onto the hard wood. The man then started getting closer to me.

"N-no, go away," I said. I wish I could have threatened him by saying 'I'll call the cops' but the asshole had thrown my phone away. I didn't want to leave Carlos here and run away either.

Carlos POV

When I woke up I was alone on the boardwalk. I felt dry blood on my nose and my white shirt was covered in blood. My head was spinning and my sight was blurry. It was then that I had remembered what happened. I looked around quickly.

"Lexie?" I stood up fast. I didn't care that it would hurt my head, I had to find her.

"Lexie?" I looked down, hoping my head would stop spinning but I found my phone there. I remember having it in my pocket. The notepad on my phone was open.

"Want your girl? Bring me the money. If you bring the cops, she's dead" It read. After the message there was an address.

"DAMNIT!" I screamed. I knew that yelling wouldn't help anyone but I needed to let it out. I had to help Lexie no matter what. I know what she was probably thinking when she left. She probably was thinking about doing anything she could to keep me safe. I wish she stopped acting so tough. But I shouldn't blame her. I got her into this mess and I'm going to get her out of it. No matter what.

I hope this chapter was good for you guys. :) A big thanks goes to 21Soccer-Diva21. She gave me an idea for this chapter and I just changed it a little bit. Thanks for making my writers block go away! You were a big help! So what do you think will happen to Alex in Chapter 5?