Hey guys, school is in session in tomorrow. I'm excited yet wondering if I'll be up with all my credits to graduate college at the end of the year. I'm getting a lot of people wanting to date me, hope they notice I have a writing addiction, and I'll be posting other stories after finishing one of the other ones. I'll be seeing Miranda Cosgrove Friday, not a big fan but I want to see her. Okay enough with me boring you, the reviews make me smile, laugh, and act all dorky. Or so my best friend has told me. Enjoy this new chapter.
I felt cold. Too cold actually. I brushed my face with my hand, stretching before opening my eyes. I could barley see anything except for Coco on the floor below me. Mitchie was no where in sight and I was in the living room on the couch. I pushed myself up, rubbing my eyes before reaching for the side lamp. How dare Mitchie not wake me up to go to bed? And since when did I fall to sleep watching movies? At least I think we saw a movie after dinner. Once the light flicked on I stood up, barley standing up still as I stumbled towards the steps. I took each step one at a time as I neared the top, spotting the room door barley open. Of course I walked into the room, flicking on the light, spotting Mitchie spread across the bed through the middle, curled up with Roger laying on her pillow.
"Mitch," my voice was cracking, it had to be three in the morning or something. I gazed at the clock on the night stand, neither one of us plugged it back in, so the time was lost in space somewhere. "Mitch," I called out to her again, stumbling over my own feet as Roger sat up. His ears were in the air and yet he was still quiet, watching me. I ran my fingers across Mitchie's cheek and up and through her hair. She didn't move.
"Really Mitchie?" I asked, before lowering myself to kiss her forehead. She opened her eyes slightly, staring up at me as I slid onto the bed. "Its late and you're sleeping side ways," I informed her.
"Hum?" She twisted herself a few times, covering her face as the room light beamed down against her. "Alex, cut the light off."
"I don't know, you had me freezing downstairs," I could still feel the Goosebumps on my arms. Mitchie whined, kicking her feet as I sighed.
"Fine," I decided to leave the downstairs light on, cutting off the bedroom light and climbing under the sheets. Roger was now on the floor, sniffing around for who knows what. Pressing my face against the bedroom pillow brought a feeling to me that I can't really explain. Its like I haven't slept on a soft plush pillow in a long time. I yawned, sliding my fingers across Mitchie's waist who was facing the opposite direction away from me. I slid into her more, pressing my face against the back of her neck, yawning one last time, before I kissed the small of her neck.
"Night Mitch," I whispered, but with her not responding, she was already sleep once more. So I closed my eyes, hoping sleep would be that easy for me as well. And it was. The next morning I could feel the sun against my face, the light pressing against my eyes harshly as I shifted in bed. Mitchie was still in my arms, sleep of course as I moved around. After tomorrow the school dance was going to be in session and I needed Harper to take me for a dress. I finally focused on the room. The sun seemed pretty high up in the sky to be anywhere near six thirty, or seven even. I pushed back small strands of Mitchie's hair from her face, kissing her neck, and then her cheek. She waved me off by shaking her head, but I only kissed her cheek again. Mind you this is slightly difficult when she's not even facing me. I push myself up as best as I can, kissing the side of Mitchie's lips as her eyes open.
"I think we're late for school."
"WHAT?" Mitchie's response wasn't something I expected. She pushed herself up, knocking her head into my jaw as I fell onto my pillow, holding my entire mouth between two hands. My chin wasn't the problem.
"Ow, Mitch," I whined as she faced me, obviously her head was hurting too.
"Lexi I'm so sorry, let me see it," her gentle fingers brushed over my own as I slapped her hand away. It was awkward having this much attention from Mitchie without being interrupted by a dog.
"Where's Roger?" I muffled out, not removing my hands from my mouth.
"I don't know," Mitchie shook her head, "but let me see." She finally plucked my fingers away, staring at me. I suppose everything was fine, but to make sure it was, she leaned into me, staring at my lips before kissing me gently.
"It still hurts," I told her as she tossed her hands into the air.
"I'm really sorry. But you can't tell a girl that she's late for anything."
"Its not like I'm telling you that you're late and now we're pregnant."
"We?" Mitchie rose her eyebrow as I focused on her expression. She was so cute staring at me with those wide eyes.
"I meant…uh…lets get ready for school." Yes, another awkward moment avoided. Mitchie ran into the bathroom while I paced myself to the closet. Since she was first in the shower, I'd be able to pick out our clothes. Now normally we'd be totally different when it comes to our styles, but we went shopping a few days before school started and maybe matching outfits are corny, but I thought it'd be cute. I pulled out our matching jeans with our black v-neck shirts with elbow sleeves. Then in no time at all, I darted to the kitchen, cleaning dog bowls before filling them with food and water.
"I promise to walk you guys when I get home." I walked out of the kitchen before stepping back into it, "scratch that, Mitchie is going to walk you." Then with those words I was back in the room with my cell phone. The time was actually ten thirty, what was the point in going to school when in a few hours it'd be over. I crept over to the bathroom door, opening it, noticing Mitchie was still in the shower.
"Sooo…," I sort of whistled, "baby…"
"No!"
"But you don't even know what I was going to say."
"Alex, when you 'Baby' me, I know it'll be something I won't like." And with those words the shower shut off, and Mitchie peeked from behind the glass.
"But, I sometimes call you 'baby' and it's a good..baby."
"Really," Mitchie tilted her head, her brown eyes glistening through the steam in the bathroom.
"Yeah, really," I bit onto my bottom lip as she sighed, closing the glass door once more, starting the shower again.
"So, what did you have in mind?"
"Well its almost eleven and school ends at two, so I was thinking, why not ditch it and make today a Mitchie and Alex day?" I was waiting for Mitchie's response, as the shower cut off once again. This time Mitchie climbed out, her entire body soaked, as she slid a towel over herself. She crossed her arms, her eyes never leaving mine as I heard Roger climbing the steps. The only way I knew it was him was because of the haste in his steps. Mitchie wiggled her index finger at me so I could come closer. I stepped into the bathroom, closing the door as she placed her palm up to tell me to stop.
"We have plenty of days to be alone, this is our first week of school, late or not, we're going."
"Oh," I frowned, "I thought this was going to turn into one of those sexy hot movie scenes."
"Really?" Mitchie walked over to me, "well think again, baby." She giggled, leaving me in the bathroom alone. And I just noticed something. She used my 'baby' line against me.
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The only difference between Mitchie and I today was definitely our hairstyles. My hair was placed in a pony-tail, while Mitchie had hers curled, and hanging down against her shoulders. We were in the school parking lot, getting ready at exactly eleven-twenty, to head into the building.
"Alex, do you think I should cut my bangs again?"
"No," that answer was quick.
"Well what's with the quick answer? You don't like my hair like that or something?"
"No, I mean, yes, I mean…is there any way for me to not screw up this answer?" We made it into the building, just before lunch time, my favorite class besides art.
"I was just asking." I walked Mitchie to her class before we both glanced into the room. There was a red-headed girl at the front giving a speech. Her hair was obviously dyed considering how bright it was.
"Is that…" I began as Mitchie nodded. "Didn't think she's actually show up."
"Neither did I."
"I'll meet you after class," I kept my eyes on the redhead as Mitchie nodded.
"I'll be okay you know. She's not much of a problem anymore."
"Yeah, but I don't like Claire."
"Note taken," Mitchie quickly kissed me, walking into her class as I turned to head to mine. And with my luck, guess who I saw in the hall? Not only Mr. Laritate, but my brother, Justin. I slid over to one of the lockers, trying to hide on the side until they cleared the space, this was in no way on my schedule today. Getting detention that is.
"Totally, catch you later." Justin began making his way in my direction as Mr. Laritate went into his office. I stepped out as my brother neared.
"What was that all about?" I asked.
"Uh-nothing. Why aren't you in class?"
"Why are you still in a school that you graduated from last year? Answer me that Sherlock."
"I have to find Conrad." Justin strolled past me as I followed him, his eyes glaring at me.
"So you're in it too huh?"
"In what?"
"In the entire Mitchie and Conrad thing? What are they up to?" I asked as Justin shrugged.
"No idea what you're talking about. I'm taking these playbooks to the gym for the team. You should get your paranoia checked." Justin left me in the hall, walking in another direction as I shrugged, making it to class, finally. The teacher sort of expected me to be late, why, I don't know, but she had already assigned me to be the last to answer a question on the board. Of course I skimmed though the history book, picking out what was relevant or whatever and presenting my information in front of my classmates. I thought the bell was never going to ring, but it did, and thank goodness for that one.
So, Claire was back in school. I mean I didn't expect her to not come back, but that was just wishful thinking I suppose. When I past the narrow corner I saw the redhead push past me. When did she decided that red was her new look? I caught up with Mitchie as she left class.
"So about Claire…"
"Alex, one thing," Mitchie handed me her books.
"Do I look like a pack mule?"
"Uh, listen, that girl, that isn't Claire." We made it to my locker as I focused on Mitchie confused. What did she mean by that wasn't Claire? We've seen this girl a hundred times, it was her. "Okay, enlighten me." I tapped the books onto my locker as Mitchie nodded, placing in my combination for me.
"Well, that's Christy."
"Who?"
"Christy. Apparently, Claire has a twin."
"Ha," I giggled, sliding the books into my locker. "I call bullshit."
"Then who do you think that is?" Mitchie crossed her arms as I glanced down the hall and then back at her.
"Duh, I don't know, Claire," I shook my head as if she should get where I was coming from, but she didn't. "You know what, lets just go to lunch. She doesn't seem to be heading that way."
"I'm telling you Alex, that's Claire's sister."
"Right, and soon you'll be telling me Michelle is back at Waverly as well." Silence was all I received from Mitchie. "She's back too?" I asked.
"Well, they have a right to go where they want."
"Yeah, senior year has 'kill me' written all over it."
"Don't say that," Mitchie tapped my hand as we followed the crowd to the lunchroom.
"It was a joke."
"But that wasn't funny."
"And neither is the drama that always follows." The lunchroom was filling up fast. I stood in line, not really hungry since I ate at home. I went through the lunch line just for a bottle of orange juice, while Mitchie picked up a slice of pizza and a small ice-cream cup. Max was typing on his laptop at the lunch table when we came over.
"Hey guys," my brother waved, not looking up from his screen once.
"Nice to see you too," I sat next to him, as he closed down some programs.
"Why are you so nosy?"
"Well I don't know Max, you're acting strangely odd."
"No I'm not," he closed the computer before I nodded.
"Okay, whatever."
Harper and Justin sat at the table before Conrad broke through a crowd of girls. And yes, they were still following him as if they couldn't see him everyday.
"Mitchie I did it but, I'm busy tomorrow so I can't finish it." Harper slid Mitchie a key.
"Finish what?" I ask as they both stayed silent, before Mitchie nodded. "Finish what?"
"So school is awesome," Conrad broke through our conversation, "no annoying producers, or managers, not even one extremely obsessive fan, I'm impressed."
"That's not what school is about," I informed him.
"Oh, well this is like a mini-vacation for me."
"And that's another thing, school isn't a vacation, its hard, annoyingly difficult work. Most of us never want to return."
Conrad stayed silent, biting into an apple he had slid off of Harper's plate. But besides that, Harper and Mitchie were whispering next to me. I tried to hear what they were saying but the only words I heard were, 'yeah but I like it,' and 'you'll have to go to Justin's."
"What's at Justin's?" I asked as Mitchie faced me. She studied me as I tried to spot Harper's reaction, but she was still quiet.
"Nothing," Mitchie shook her head, "just please let me handle this."
"Handle what?"
"Alex."
"Handle Alex?" I asked as Max scoffed next to me. He was back on his laptop, clearly IMing some girl.
"So Harper," Mitchie ignored me, "what's so big that you have to do tomorrow?"
"Oh, um, I'm hanging out with Alex."
"Oh you are," and now I was back in Mitchie's focus.
"Uh, yeah. Harper's helping me with something." I sipped on my juice as Mitchie crossed her arms.
"But you didn't tell me you were going to be gone tomorrow."
"True." I nodded, "but you also aren't telling me what you're doing so its pretty even."
"I'm not doing this to get even."
"I know, and I'm not either. Just be patient." I faced Conrad. He was staring at Mitchie and I blankly. "How about everyone come to our place this weekend, school seems to be squishing the entire chances at doing anything fun lately."
"But the dance is Saturday," Conrad explained.
"I know, but after the dance, we can have a sleepover or something."
"Guys don't do sleep over's Alex, they hang out. Even if that means staying at their friends house," Conrad was telling me this as I snickered.
"Yeah, okay, just be there."
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"So Max," it was after school, and I had my little brother pressed against me, with my arms across his shoulder. "Who's this girl you're interested in?"
"What? Alex!" he shoved me away. "Its none of your business.
"As a sister I totally think its my business."
"Yeah well, you wouldn't understand."
"Try me."
"No," he continued to pace himself in front of me until he couldn't walk past Mitchie's truck. I was waiting for her to come from the gym locker.
"Okay Max, you don't have to talk about it. But, if you like someone, I'd totally support it, especially when it comes to mom and dad meeting this person," I was waiting for my brother to respond as he sighed, his eyes a bit down.
"But you guys are so weird, I don't think…"
"Max, if she doesn't like who we are as a family, then its your decisions to deal with her or not, but…I wouldn't be too worried, our family is very caring. But yes, I agree that we're weird at times. But that only makes us more awesome."
"Psh," he climbed into the truck as I did the same to the driver's side. Once Mitchie was out, we were on our way to my parents. Max was still debating on telling me about his mystery girl while Mitchie was talking to herself in the corner, whispering.
"Uh Mitch, don't make me take you to the psych ward, because I will." I pointed at her as she rose her eyes, before dropping them. "Look I won't use all of Harper's time tomorrow, so that'll give her a chance to work on whatever it is that you need help with."
"Its not that."
"Oh, then what is it then?"
"My mom called today."
"That's good news considering you haven't been calling them."
"Yeah but…its just weird and…old people are gross." Mitchie complained as I snickered.
"What are you talking about?"
"I mean its only been two weeks."
"Mitchie you're freaking me out here, details, details." Her eyes came to mine before I turned to head onto my parents block. Once I parked, Max darted form the car with his laptop, causing me to laugh before I refaced Mitchie.
"I'm the baby," She crossed her arms, pouting as I snickered.
"Yes, you're acting like one now."
"Alex you don't get it, my parents…are having another baby."
"Ew gross, old people." I screeched as Mitchie stayed firm in her features. She didn't laugh, giggle, or even crack a smile. "Tough crowd."
"This is so unfair."
"Mitch, you're not a baby anymore. And, why your parents would want another kid after eighteen years is beyond me but, that's great right? You can finally have a little brother or sister."
"You can be happy, but I won't."
"Mitchie stop it. You're acting as if your parents can't be happy."
"Not without me they can't."
"I know you're and only child, or were an only child but Mitch, jealously will come and go. You'll always feel like your parents is doing something more for this kid then they did for you, but you should want that for your brother or sister, you really should."
"Don't you dare side with them."
"I'm not siding with anyone." I finally pulled back onto the road, heading towards Justin's place.
"Funny because you should be siding with me."
"Mitch," at the stoplight I sighed, facing her. "You're still their little girl, and they'll forever love you."
"I know, its just that..I was use to being my parents center of attention. Always, their center, and now I have to share my spotlight with some baby."
"Mitch," I snickered.
"I'm serious, I like when its all about me, me, me."
"Bratty much? But guess what? You're my center of attention, and you mean the world to me, and guess what else?"
"What?" She asked as I pulled away from the green light.
"You'll always be my number one girl, no matter what. And my center of attention, and my adorably amazing fiancé who gets jealous of babies who are totally hopeless in the works of things."
"Well," Mitchie sighed, "I guess it could be fun. Having a sister or brother, since I'll always be the light of your life," she giggled as I did the same.
"So are we done hating a child who isn't here yet?"
"Yeah. I guess I should call my mom back, I kind of hung up on her."
"She should come down here and give you a spanking." I wiggled my finger at her as she rolled her eyes.
"My mom loves me too much to discipline me," Mitchie rose her fist into the air as I shook my head at her little gesture. We were making it over to Justin's place to pick up Harper, she was going to stay over to help me earlier then expected. I was barley listening to Mitchie talk to her mom on the phone and when I parked at Justin's, we both climbed out. Inside Conrad was eating grapes on the couch.
"Where's Harper?" I asked as he signaled towards the back, I nodded, walking in the direction of my her room. The hall was pretty narrow. Paintings of Captain Jim Bob, hung on the wall with shelves for my brothers collectables.
"Wow," I whispered, hearing Mitchie and Conrad laugh in the living room. "Har-Har-Harper." I was singing a bit as I pushed open her door. That was a moment my heart stopped. I stared at her, and she caught her breath staring at me. Her hand was against her chest as her wide eyes calmed.
"Alex you scared me."
"Um, hum," I only glanced at her for a few more seconds before facing my brother next to her. He was still in some sort of shock. "So are you guys like, dating?" I asked as Justin quickly shook his head.
"No, we're just…talking," he slid out the room past me as I faced my best friend.
"So, are you guys dating?"
"No," she answered, running her finger across her lips.
"Okay. So, we came to pick you up." I waved at her, and she stayed silent. "So, compose yourself and come on."
So I've added a lot of new things to the blueprint of the story. Mitchie's parents are having another baby after eighteen years, Claire has a twin, or does she? Michelle has went back to Waverly High and Max has a little crush, but on who? AND! Justin and Harper were caught kissing, the scene was deleted because its not time to show them. Anyway, how did you like everything popping up?
ForgiveAndForget- nope, school starts tomorrow, and we get out earlier then other schools, its weird. Thanks for reviewing, giving me smiles and stuff, it should be illegal.
Ad3n- I decided to leave the puppies out of this one really, it made things a lot cuter, don't you agree?
MusicLover3- I love your reviews, but are you trying to get me killed by Twilight and HP fans? Haha, I love HP, Twilight is another story, Vampires DO NOT sparkle, and beasts DO NOT glitter, haha. I was raised on Buffy, she'd totally stake them.
full360-2b-me – Keep reading, Mitchie is really a mystery character to me still, and I wrote her for 5 story like seasons. Her actions are still very random to me, and I'm writing it.
SemiBieber- What are you saying, Alex isn't hot without a dress? Haha just kidding, you know I love ya, and yeah, Mitchie is a tricky cookie.
yoha2405- These dog parts usually comes from my aunt's min-pin who has a very split personality. But she's my protector and I love her.
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