"Mitchie, would you stop pacing." The dancer whined, "Damn it, you're making me dizzy."
Mitchie ignored her and continued to pace around their hotel room causing Caitie to roll her eyes. The singer couldn't help it! Her nerves were getting the best of her. It was the morning after her date with Alex, but one giant question loomed over her head. What the hell are we? The date was amazing. The kisses were even better. She reached the other end of the room and in turn, faced the other way to pace some more. She practically said 'I like you' right? Mitchie stopped. And they did do some certain things while kissing. She felt her cheeks burn and started to walk again. She yelped when she felt something tug her arm.
"Seriously, Mitch. What the hell are you thinking about?" Caitlyn pulled onto the teen's arm so that Mitchie sat on the bed beside her. "What's got you all worked up?" Mitchie didn't answer, only to start picking on her nail polish.
"I... Well," she paused. Thoughts of a certain brunette's lips attached along her shirt line surfaced in her mind. Wow. "You know... I'm thinking of... stuff."
Caitie made a face, "Uh okay. Stop picking your nails!" Mitchie jumped from the sudden volume and pouted when her tall friend laughed. She waited until Caitie got her composure back, "Listen, we haven't really hung out together since I started going to the rehearsals." She placed her arm over Mitchie's crossed legs, "So I was thinking if you wanted to come with me to dance practice today? Whatcha think, Mitch?"
The singer blinked. An image of Alex appeared in her thoughts. "I don't know... I was planning on visiting Alex today." Mitchie raised a perfect brow, "Besides, isn't it against policy to bring someone because it'll 'distract' the dancers." She quoted 'distract' for emphasis.
She only got a snort from her friend. "Like that will stop me. I don't follow the rules all the time."
"I," Mitchie trembled when just uttering words made her lips brush against Alex's, "I don't kiss on first dates."
The wizard snorted, "Well I was never really good at following rules anways."
Mitchie flinched as Caitlyn snapped her fingers in front of her once glazed eyes. Her mind was going against her. It can't stop thinking about last night. She couldn't help but cast her gaze toward the ground frown. Caitie noticed.
"Hey, did I say something wrong? Sorry... But like, I missed you Mitch. I rarely see you anymore and you ALWAYS spend your time with Alex." The rockstar flickered her stare toward her friend when Alex was mentioned. "To be honest, I'm sorta getting jealous. I mean seriously, I need my Mitchie Time. We're best friends right? Please don't say I'm replaced already."
Hearing those words from her best friend's lips gave her a painful pang of guilt course through her entire body. Mitchie didn't think Caitie would be affected this much. She got too caught up following Alex like a puppy. She frowned again before reaching for her friend's hand and gave it a comforting squeeze. "I didn't realize it. I'm sorry, Caitlyn. I... I just didn't know." Mitchie became frantic, "You should've told me! I didn't mean to neglect you like that. I've been a bad friend lately haven't I? Oh my-hmmph." Her lips were covered with Caitie's delicate hand.
Caitlyn chuckled. "Wow, Mitch. Sorry I got you all crazy, didn't mean to. It's not that bad, I get it. I was busy so you had to do something about it. But I'm going to ask you again. Do you want to go with me to my practice? Heck, you're a pretty good dancer and you know it." Mitchie blushed as her best friend gave her a knowing smirk, "I've seen you dance. Who would've thought squeaky clean Mitchie Torres could dance so dirty."
Mitchie gawked at her before instinctively grabbing for a pillow and smacking it right in Caitlyn's cocky face. At first, Mitchie was scared as the pillow fell from her friend's face to reveal a very, very creepy glare. Before she could make a run for it, she gave out a loud 'Oof' as Caitie already tackled her to the floor. She didn't even have time to express her pain from the fall as she felt Caitie's fingers brush against her stomach. Laughter fell from her lips as her friend used her sensitive stomach to tickle her.
"Say that you're coming with me." Mitchie's mind was not being clean today and Caitie straddling her was not helping.
"What–ha–did you just–oh my god ha–say?" Come is not a good word to use right now.
The dancer raised a confused brow, but repeated herself anyways, "Say that you're going with me today." Oh she meant that. Mitchie's face was flushed from her dirty thoughts and her constant giggles as Caitie continued her completely innocent ministration.
Her chest heaved as it worked double time to fill her lungs with much needed oxygen. Tears started to form from her eyes and no laughter rang across the hotel room. "Okay, Caitie! I give! I'm going with you, just let me breath again!" Fingers left her stomach as Mitchie quickly gasped for air. She glared at her friend only to see a triumphant smirk on her face.
"Good, now get dressed for some dancing, missy!"
- - -
Her fingers hovered over her blackberry and called a familiar number. Mitchie brought it to her right ear as Caitie and she walked side by side on the busy streets of New York. Her dancer friend gave her a questioning look, wordlessly asking who Mitchie was calling. The shorter girl just gave her a knowing gaze causing Caitie to roll her eyes and walk few steps ahead.
"Hello? Mitchie?" Alex's voice projected through the small speakers. Just hearing it made Mitchie feel a little squeamish.
"Uh, hey Alex. I was just letting you know that I can't make it today..." She trailed off.
Mitchie could tell that Alex brought the phone down and then heard incoherent chatting before Alex came back on the line, "What? Wait oh, that's GOOD!"
The star's face scrunched up in confusion and hurt, "Good?"
"Oh, crap. No! I didn't mean it like that? I just-" Mitchie hears something fall on the ground and a quiet 'shit' from Alex, "I'm just really busy right now. I'm just really glad you found something else cause if you came here you probably would've been bored to death. Shit, listen, Mitch, I really gotta go. I'll talk to you later okay? BUH-BYE!"
Alex cut the line off after cussing again. "Okay... bye?"
She walked slowly before stopping completely. A shadow loomed over her:
"Hey Mitch, you okay there? What'd she say?" Her friend rubbed the side of her arm in concern.
"Uh, yeah I'm fine. She just told me she's busy and that it's good that I found something to do." Mitchie gave out a small smile to reassure Caitie, "No big deal really. Where's your dance studio?" She buried her hands inside the front pocket of her oversized gray sweater trying to warm up during the December chills.
"Oh, okay cool.." Caitie nodded towards a relatively tall building, "Good thing you asked. We're here. Well sorta. We have to go up at least 3 floors and well... I should stop talking. Let's go!" Mitchie felt her hand being held before feeling herself being dragged into the building.
One of the first things Mitchie noticed was how the building was really, really clean. They passed through the lobby quickly as Caitie kept a fast pace causing some odd stares from passing people. The rockstar could also chuckle nervously and smile as she was dragged along. She gave out a sigh when she finally saw the elevators close by hoping it would lessen her embarrassment. She frowned when Caitie didn't seem to notice at all.
"Um... Caitlyn? The elevators are right over there. You sort of passed it," Mitchie's voice was low as the elevators looked farther away than before.
She received a laugh from her tall friend, "Are you kidding? We're taking up the stairs. Work them thighs off, Torres!"
Mitchie felt her jaw drop, "Since when were you an exercising guru? And fyi, I happen to know that my thighs are great." She tugged her hand from Caitie's grip and crossed her arms upon her chest. "Ryan Seacrest even said so."
She tried to keep a straight face only to burst laughing along with Caitlyn, who was leaning against a wall as she held her stomach. "Oh man, someone's conceited. Come on, you lazy bum," Caitie opened the door for the emergency stairs, making Mitchie to frown. "Up the stairs now."
"Ugh, I can't believe you're making me doing this. You're dancing routine better be good cause if it isn't I would-"
"It's funny how you can be a diva sometimes. Come on, we're getting late. Only about 5 flights of stairs, so stop complaining." Caitlyn hooked her arm with Mitchie's.
After 7 exhausting sets of stairs, they finally made it into the dancing studio. It was huge. The room was shaped as a rectangle, with one long side used as a full wall mirror while the other side was a window wall. Mitchie noticed the room was fully equipped with a surround sound system as music played through the speakers. The dancers were spread throughout the room, either stretching or syncing their bodies with the music.
"Hey, Mitch. I gotta introduce you to someone." Her attention averted to a beautiful brunette coming her way. She had to blink a few times because she could've sworn she was Alex.
The tanned woman stopped in front of them, nodding towards Caitlyn before sending a smile at Mitchie. The singer couldn't help but feel herself smile back. "This is Courtney, our lead choreographer. Courtney, this is-"
"Mitchie. I know. You've talked about her a lot, Caitie," Courtney grinned again causing Mitchie to blush.
Mitchie pouted, "You talked about me?"
"Don't worry, it's mostly good things I've heard," the Latina, presumably, assured the teen.
"Yeah, mostly," the younger teen snorted.
Courtney laughed. Mitchie noted how her laugh sounded perfect. "Well, it's nice to actually meet you. I was beginning to think I wouldn't. So um, are you going to be dancing with us?"
"Actually I-" She turned to face Caitlyn only to see her already across the room stretching. "Um yeah. Caitie persuaded me to go with her to the dance rehearsals." If it was possible, Mitchie noticed Courtney's smile grow bigger. "Do you mind if I join?"
"Oh no way. I just finished choreographing another piece. C`mon I'll show you." The older woman turned to one guy near the sound system, "Hey hit the new mix up, yeah?"
Mitchie felt her whole body tingle when Courtney suddenly held her hand and lead her in the middle of the dance studio. She moistened her bottom lip before biting it nervously. She watched as Courtney stopped and face right in front of her. They were only a foot apart. Courtney looked down as she held both of Mitchie's hands into her own. Mitchie's throat felt dry the second Courtney stared right into her eyes. A familiar beat started playing in the background, but Mitchie could hardly hear it when her heart hummed loud through her ears.
"So the first song is 'Drop It Low' by Ester Dean. Are you ready Mitchie?"
- - -
The teenager groaned and shut her eyes tightly. Mitchie landed her butt hard before letting her whole body collapse on the floor. They've been dancing for almost two hours now and her whole body felt so worn out. She took a deep breath, feeling her chest rise up and down trying to accommodate all the oxygen she used up. She groaned again when she tried to bend her knees up only to feel it tense up and fall limp on the hardwood floor. Mitchie could feel a presence hover over her, but she was too lazy to check who.
"Are you tired, Mitchie?" A familiar voice came to her hearing.
She opened one eye slightly to confirm that it was Courtney. "I can't believe you can do this every day. I'm dying right now." Mitchie moaned in pain to prove her point.
The older of the two giggled as she continued to whine and pout. "You'll get used to it. But you did you good today, can't deny that."
Mitchie finally brought her full attention towards the amused woman, "Says you. I mean look at you!" She grazed her stare up and down Courtney's body. Mitchie blushed. The girl standing before her was only wearing sweats and a cut out top that showed off her toned stomach. "You have the body. I probably looked like a dying dog trying to dance."
"Right, don't try to flatter me."
"I'm just stating the truth," Mitchie said before she could even think it out.
They stared at each other for a while before Mitchie finally broke the eye contact.
"Um, if you don't believe me then do you mind coming to rehearsals to practice on the dance more? You know, since you insist that you suck, why don't I help you get better at it?" Her eyes held so much sincerity that Mitchie couldn't help but agree.
"Okay," she shook her head in agreement with much difficulty for lying down on her back, "I'll go."
Courtney had an automatic grin on her face, "Great!" She brought a hand towards the younger teen, "Need a hand?"
Mitchie groaned again, "But I thought you meant practice next time, not right now. I don't want to dance anymore. It hurts, Courtney."
"Relax, Mitchie. You can go home and rest. I don't want to torture you more than I already have," her hand remained where it was.
The singer made a huge effort to grasp onto Courtney's offering hand and groaned once more as her body was heaved up. The older teen held her for support as Mitchie adjusted to balance herself with her two feet again. She smiled giving thanks to Courtney when she was okay.
"I can't wait for a good shower right now," Mitchie frowned. "I smell like a wet dog."
They walked together towards the door, before stopping.
"So I guess I'll see you soon in two days ish?" Mitchie asked.
Courtney nodded, "Yep. Two days…" She lingered, "It really was nice meeting you, Mitchie. And trust me; you really did dance incredibly well. Not playing." She flashed a soft, sincere smile.
The Californian blushed, "Thanks. It wasn't all me, really. You're just a really good teacher." She grinned back.
"Thanks, feels nice to hear that from you." Courtney eyed the door and Mitchie could see sadness flash across her eyes, "I guess its goodbye for now. Later, Mitchie."
Mitchie went in to hug her, but Courtney brought out a hand to shake. Both of them giggled at the comfortable awkwardness as they figured out how to say goodbye. When one attempted to high five, the other went for a fist bump then vice versa.
"You know what, here." Courtney grabbed Mitchie's palm that was set for a high five then brought her body close to hers for a tight hug. "Bye Mitchie."
"Mmmm.." The singer closed her eyes and hugged back, "bye Courtney." She drew back and smiled before stepping out the door.
Mitchie had to be honest with herself. She felt happy as she skipped her way along the lobby and out into the streets of New York. She glanced at her phone before seeing a SMS text alert. She checked to see who it was from and smiled when it was from Alex.
Alex:
Hey Mitch. Sorry I was in a rush when you called. Trouble came up. I'll make it up to you tomorrow, okay? Bye, there's still a lot of stuff going on right now.
The young singer frowned. Suddenly all the cheeriness she had vanished away and all she could feel was how much she missed Alex. Mitchie scanned the place where she stood, before deciding to surprise Alex and visit Waverly Substation. She felt her whole body get all bubbly in excitement with the thought of seeing her girl. My girl? Is she mine? Mitchie sighed and pushed the thoughts away. She didn't want to complicate herself. She'll take it one step at a time.
Deciding that she should go back to the hotel and freshen up, Mitchie took the route back to where she and Caitlyn stayed at. She sighed. Her mind was reeling back to last night from the lack of distraction. She just wished she was with Alex right now. She just had to get ready quick because this whole thing was killing her. She had make sense of everything that happened. God, I can't believe I can just not care and enjoy everything about it.
Confused as she is, she laughed at the irony of everything. I left to get away from my problems only to have them here. She couldn't help but chuckle though. Mitchie knew deep down that she wouldn't have it any other way when it comes to Alex. Stop thinking and get ready already, she thought when she finally reached the hotel's entrance.
- - -
She walked along the street until she could finally see the substation from a distance. Mitchie turned into the alley where all the tiny stores were located. She eyed Late Nite Bite, careful not to get too close. I wonder why Alex told me to stay away from that place. The owners can't be that weird. The Californian girl took her time walking through Waverly Place. Trying to ignore the feeling of excitement growing, she admired the stone or brick walls that decorated some of the stores.
Mitchie slowed her steps as she reached the substation. "What the heck?"
The restaurant was pretty empty. She noticed a sign on the door flipped to the side that said 'CLOSED'. She grabbed onto the door handle and silently stepped in. Mitchie scanned quickly and saw no one inside. "So much for being busy, this place's practically deserted. Where's Alex?" She tip-toed towards the area inside the sub-train and checked there. No one. I guess they went somewh- She flinched when she heard something. Mitchie instinctively hid against the wall. Looking around, she watched as the vault opens and out comes Alex. And someone else?
Alex held a blonde teen's hand as they stepped out the freezer. Mitchie watched as both of them whispered in hushed tones before realizing how her attention focused more onto Alex and her cute outfit today. She felt her cheeks heat up from the thought.
"You want me to what?" The brunette's voice echoed throughout the vacant place. "Why would it matter?"
The blonde sighed, "Just do it, Alex. Please, I have to make sure. What if.." Mitchie rolled her eyes when she couldn't hear a thing again.
She watched as Alex leaned in closer towards the other girl so slowly that Mitchie was sure that Alex was hesitant. The Californian silently cheered when her friend stepped back and shook her head.
"You didn't even do it!" The stranger stepped into Alex. Mitchie felt something churn inside of her. Jealousy?
Alex hopped softly and whined. Mitchie tried her best not to giggle at how adorable her brunette could be. "But Juliet, I did. I swear. You're fine, okay?" The rockstar watched as Alex started to pout only to suddenly feel the need to kiss them away.
The brunette sighed before leaning in closer… and closer towards 'Juliet'. Alex's face almost contacted with the blonde's before…
Mitchie shut her eyes. She didn't need to see it. Without thinking it through, she ran out the door as fast as she could, not caring if she was heard or caught. She rushed along the streets before her already sore legs couldn't take it anymore. The famous teen didn't care the pain setting in from forcing her legs too much. It helped. She'd rather feel the burn instead of the feeling her heart beating hard against her chest and as if it was dropping.
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Sorry Note: I'm sorry I haven't been updating. I've been seriously busy, no joke. The end of the semester sucked the life out of me. And finals just made me kill myself and then resurrect myself to do 2 two hour test taking every day for one week. Yeah, last week of school before break was hell. BUT, I have a three week break now. HOPEFULLY, I can write more(: I hope you haven't lost faith on me guys. And then I got so busy that when I actually had free time, all I wanted to do was do nothing and accomplish nothing. Also, actually, I stopped writing cause I got mad at Demi. It's a really long story; if you're curious, review and I shall tell you next chapter. Really sorry again, you guys probably thought I died or something.
Fun Fact:One of my main excuses to not write was: "Eh, I gave them a 9000+ word chapter... I think that'll last them for a couple week.. or more..."
Notsofun Fact: I wanted to update yesterday, which was my birthday, but fate was against me. My internet doesn't work so I have to use some lingering connection that goes off most of the time and is REALLY slow. For my birthday, I went out and stuff and then got a suprise get together and then when I was going to write, I had a black out. No bueno at all.
Fun Fact #2: I wanted Mitchie to have a bad day in this chapter cause of what Demi did to me and my friends on that certain day LOL.
Important Note: Sorry it's short. I needed a filler right now, cause to be honest, I don't know what to do right now with this story. Seriously, I know how it'll end and everything. But I just don't know the events that'll lead to it. POBRE. Any suggestions guys? Please? I'll update more if I had a clue on what to write. It's so sad. All I can think about is how epic the ending would be and how it'll make the beginning of it's sequel even better. PLEEEEEEEEEEASE help me ): I'm honestly disappointed with myself with this chapter.
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