A/N: Okay, I know I told some people this chapter was going to be the epic one, but I decided it was better if I split it up some. So this chapter is sort of an informative/fluffy filler. But it's still very important.

So, the lyrics for the song I'm incorporating aren't going to be exact. One, because the correct ones are impossible to find online, and two, because I didn't want it to be exactly like the finished version.

This will hopefully make sense after you read it. I just didn't want everyone to be like, "Oh my gosh, Youreyesarelove, what kind of Demi Lovato fan doesn't know the lyrics to this song?? *shun*."

Yeah, so, the dialogue that is italicized is them singing. Blah Blah, on to the story.

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"Breathe. Just breathe. You can do this. This is no big deal. You're just going to be performing in front of, like, over a hundred kids." Mitchie mumbled to herself as she looked at her reflection in the dirty mirror. She was standing in the small restroom in the back of Club Bean. The muffled sounds of a loud rock band and a cheering crowd were coming through the door, adding on to Mitchie's anxiety.

She reached in her pocket for her phone.

'Where are you?' she texted Alex.

She had not seen or heard from her girlfriend since early in the morning. Alex's absence was not helping her stress level. Her hands were shaking as turned on the sink's faucet and splashed cold water in her face.

"This is it." Mitchie sighed heavily as she heard the band's song come to an end.

She slowly turned away from her reflection and opened the door to a very full room of hormonal teenagers who, from the looks of it, were recovering from a mosh pit.

"Great…"

"Next up, we have Mitchie Torres!" Jackie yelled into the microphone as Mitchie squeezed through the crowd to the stage.

"Go get 'em." Jackie said to Mitchie as they passed each other on the stage steps.

Mitchie tried to smile as she made her way to the piano, feeling the intense sensation of being watched by over a hundred pairs of eyes. Suddenly her foot got caught in the cables of the amps. With a gasp from the audience, Mitchie lost her balance and fell off of the stage, onto the hard ground.

"AH!" Mitchie sat up in her bed in a cold sweat. It took a minute for her mind to fall back to reality as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "It was a dream. It was a dream."

The morning's sunlight was pouring into the room from her small window. Mitchie yawned as she lied back down.

"AH!" Mitchie was once again startled once she noticed she wasn't alone. Alex was sitting across from her on a chair watching her very quietly. "Holy crap. Is everything alright? What are you doing here? You almost gave me a heart attack."

"Sorry. I wanted to see you and you just looked so cute." Alex replied uncharacteristically shyly as she stood up.

"How'd you get in?"

"Your… uh… your front door was unlocked. I let myself in." Alex avoided the truth. 'Magical transportation would be hard to explain…' she thought.

"That's not very respectful. Kind of stalkerish, in fact." Mitchie smiled.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to make it up then, won't I?" Alex said as she opened Mitchie's door, revealing a guitar on a stand with a large red bow wrapped around it.

Mitchie's jaw dropped. "You did not. Is that for me?"Alex nodded enthusiastically. "What's the occasion?"

"I just thought since you're about to start your career as a famous musician, you needed a guitar." Mitchie jumped out of bed and flew into Alex's arms. "And actually. I hereby proclaim today, Mitchie Day." Alex stated in a deep announcer voice.

"You can't do that." Mitchie giggled as she pulled away from her girlfriend to look at the guitar.

"Psh, sure I can." Alex jumped into Mitchie's bed and picked up a book off of the floor, flipping through the pages. Mitchie sat down next to her as she strummed her new acoustic.

"So what was your dream about?" Alex asked.

"My dream?"

"Yeah, you woke up like you had a nightmare."

"Oh, It was horrible. It sounds stupid now. I dreamt I was at Club Bean about to perform. Then I fell off the stage."

"That's not so unbelievable." Alex smirked. Mitchie shot her a death glare. "Wonderful, beautiful, nice girlfriend of mine?" Alex smiled innocently. "What I mean is, you have nothing to worry about."

"I'll let it slide this time, but only because I owe you one. I can't believe you got me a guitar." Mitchie smiled brightly, inspecting the fine craftsmanship.

"You don't owe me anything. It's a present, not a trade." Alex groaned. "You just have to accept the fact that you have the most amazing girlfriend ever."

"I can't believe how nice this is. I've never had an acoustic."

"Acoustic's the way to go. Especially when you're starting out." Alex replied as she skimmed over the cover of the book.

"I can't believe I'm going to be performing in front of a bunch of strangers in less than week."

"I can't believe you have such a hard time believing things." Alex said sarcastically.

"I can't believe that Jackie lady liked me so much."

"Mitchie." Alex said sternly. "Don't make me take back that guitar."

"I can't believe you're my girlfriend." Mitchie sighed as she glanced admiringly at the girl.

Alex pushed herself up and crawled towards Mitchie. "Hand it over." Alex commanded.

"Why?" Mitchie pouted as she handed over the guitar.

"Cause I don't want it to get hurt…" Alex got off the bed and gently leaned the guitar against the wall before walking back to stand in front of Mitchie, "when I do this." Alex roughly shoved Mitchie back so she was lying on the bed.

"I can't believe…" Mitchie mumbled as Alex straddled her, "how amazing you are."

"Believe it." Alex whispered into her ear before gently nibbling it. Mitchie moaned, cursing the day Alex found out about her 'ear weakness'.

"Girls, I'm going to the store. Do you need anything?" Mitchie's mother yelled from the living room.

"No, we're f-fine!" Mitchie replied from under Alex.

"Are you out of tampons!"

"I don't know, Mother!" Mitchie blushed as Alex giggled.

"Are you sure you don't want to come? We could go get smoothies!"

Mitchie's eyes lit up. "Smoothies?" She quickly slid out from under Alex. "Come on! Smoothies!" Mitchie stumbled out the door in a childlike haste as she pulled on her converse.

Alex sat on the bed, baffled. "Seriously?"

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Mitchie sat across from Alex in a small booth, happily sipping her strawberry-kiwi smoothie.

"You are so cute." Alex giggled as she stirred her own. "So, you really like smoothies? I don't think I've ever heard of this place before." She said as she looked around the tiny franchise.

"For reals? Smooth Smoothies is like the biggest place in Texas. I guess it's more popular there because of the hot weather."

"Do you miss Texas?"

"Yeah, I guess I do. I like how fast-pace it is here, but I don't know how I'm going to survive the New York winters. I'm a wimp when it comes to cold weather."

"I'll keep you warm." Alex whispered seductively.

"Don't you just love this place?" Connie popped up with a drink in hand.

"Yeah…" Mitchie blushed, thankful her mother didn't catch Alex's comment.

"Hey, I think I'm going to go browse the boutique next door. Call me if you need anything." Connie ruffled Mitchie's hair before leaving.

"Argh!" Mitchie shook her head, trying to fix her bangs. "What has gotten into her lately? She's like a different person all of a sudden."

"Maybe I just have a positive affect on you Torres'." Alex smirked, resisting the urge to ruffle Mitchie's hair herself as she continued to be astonished by how adorable the girl was.

"Can't argue with that. I think moving here was the best thing we could have done. You really have changed my life." Mitchie went back to her smoothie.

Alex's stomach did a flip. "So what song are you going to play at Club Bean?"

Mitchie sighed. "I'm not sure. I've written some recently. I don't know what would be best for the type of crowd that goes there. I'm stuck in the middle between doing something heart wrenchingly acoustic or trying something with more edge."

"That could be a good song."

"What could?"

"Being stuck in the middle. Somewhere in the middle." Alex stared off into space in thought. "You know you could do both, right? All the good edgy songs are heart wrenching."

Mitchie nodded. "Yeah. Keep going on those lyrics."

"Uh, 'Somewhere in the middle'."

"What if we turned it into a plea. Or like, a pleading demand. 'I want to be somewhere in the middle with you'. It makes it sort of scathing in a way." There was a visible glint in Mitchie's eyes.

Alex nodded, starting to hum out a tune to go with the words. Mitchie quickly rummaged through her purse and pulled out a pen with which she began scribbling words onto a napkin. She chewed on her bottom lip and looked up at Alex who was contentedly slurping her fruity beverage. "Say the first thing that comes to mind, okay? It doesn't have to be remotely poetic." Alex nodded. "Think back to when you first met me in the bookstore."

Alex sang in a low voice. "I knew where I was going when you left the room-"

"You're the kind of guy who makes me want to follow through, to you." Mitchie interrupted, using the same melody Alex was singing.

"Do you have to make the song about a guy?" Alex grumbled.

"Sorry. I was in my song writing-mindset. Plus, I don't think I want to 'out' myself to a bunch of teenagers via song."

"Yeah, I see what you mean." Alex sighed.

"I like that tune. You make it sound… sexy." Mitchie blushed as if the word was vulgar, while Alex smirked cockily.

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After finishing their smoothies, Mitchie called her mom and told her they were going to catch a cab home. Once they arrived at Mitchie's small loft they went straight to work on her guitar, trying to find sufficient chords for their new song.

Alex grabbed the guitar from Mitchie and began strumming it, leaning back into the couch.

"I need more lyrics. Build off of what we had going." Mitchie looked determined. "I've been trying to leave you for the longest time-"

"The second that I saw you I just knew I found my right GUY." Alex chimed in. "I like it, I like it, I like it."

"I like it, I like it, I like it!"

Alex strummed the guitar harder as Mitchie's voice grew.

"I wanna crash! I wanna fall! I wanna be-"

"somewhere in the middle, somewhere in the middle and-"

"Something! Is better than nothing! Somewhere in the middle with you!"

Alex stopped strumming and stared at Mitchie in awe. "Wow. That was awesome!"

"You know, you have a really pretty voice. You should sing this with me at Club Bean." Mitchie sat next to Alex on the couch in excitement.

"Oh, no." Alex protested. "This is your spotlight. You're not getting out of this solo act. Nope, I'm going to be in the audience, happily watching you start your musical career."

Mitchie smiled bashfully. "Are you going to scream my name?"

"Definitely. I'm going to be all, 'Oh my gosh! Mitchie!! Woooh!!'" Mitchie leaned against Alex and tried to hush her loud girlfriend by covering her mouth with her hand. "Mitchie Torres!! You're so hot!! Ow ow! YEEAAH!!"

Mitchie laughed, replacing the hand that was failing to silence Alex with her lips.

"Mmhphm!" Alex tried to continue her obnoxious cheering. Mitchie pressed harder, moving her lips against Alex's so she was forced to comply. "Mmm, was that too much?"

Mitchie broke the kiss. "Just a little."

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Over the next four days, they worked on the song diligently and Mitchie gradually became more and more frantic. One night, Alex had to calm her down from a small panic attack. It was one of Alex's most frightening, yet fondest memories.

Flashback

"Alex! Can you get the door!" Alex's mother yelled from somewhere on the second floor.

Alex was lying on the living room couch. "Ugh! Comfy!" She groaned.

"Alexandra Margarita Russo!" Theresa warned.

"Fine, fine." Alex rolled off the couch and shuffled to the door. When she answered it a very pale and hyperventilating Mitchie greeted her.

"Oh my gosh, Mitch. What's wrong?" Alex instantly engulfed her in a warm hug.

"Can't. Do. It." Mitchie said in between breaths.

"Just calm down. Come on." Alex steadied her as they walked to her room and sat on the bed. "Shhh, calm down. Tell me what's wrong."

"I can't. Do this. I can't do it. What if they hate me? Then everything I've ever wanted. Will be destroyed. Everything I've dreamed of."

Alex held Mitchie's face in her hands, gently wiping away some stray tears with her thumbs. "Mitch." Alex whispered, looking right into her eyes. "How many times do I have to tell you you're amazing?" she smiled tenderly. "I'm gong to be there with you. You don't have to focus on anyone else. I promise, you're going to be fine. Better than fine." Alex wrapped her arms around Mitchie protectively. Mitchie responded by snuggling in closer, practically getting in her lap.

"I love-…I'm so glad I met you." Mitchie whispered into Alex's neck. "I've never felt so comfortable around anyone else."

In the dim lamp light of Alex's retro room, a lone tear left an incriminating trail down Alex's face. It went unnoticed by the world, even Alex, who was not yet familiar enough with tears to understand their purpose. "You don't know how happy that makes me." Alex whispered resting her chin on Mitchie's head.

That night they connected on an emotional level they had not reached yet. After Mitchie had calmed down, they spent the rest of the night cuddling and talking about nothing in particular. Random things like koalas and the color yellow.

Mitchie stared dreamily into Alex's bright eyes as she listened to her low, soothing voice. Every now and then she would place a chaste kiss on Alex's lips, as if to remind herself the girl was real.

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A/N: Soooo, to me, this wasn't too confusing. But I've read over this chapter too many times for my judgment to be reliable anymore.

Yes, the song I used is "The Middle" by Demi Lovato. That is the most awesomely intense/edgy song she's come out with in my opinion.

If you haven't heard the song before then… WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?? GO LISTEN TO IT!! THEN RE-READ THE CHAPTER!!

Ahah, you don't have to do the last part, but if you're a fan of Demi, then you'll definitely love the song. I may be perverted, but the song really is sexy. lol

ANYWAYS, I'm done promoting Demi's music. And without a doubt the next chapter is going to be the "epic" one.