So at least I'm not the only one seeing that magic doesn't really fit in with this story. So read on…and just so you guys will know, this story will never read as if it should end but it must. Selena is sending me something in the mail and I will try to finish this ASAP. It took me forever to come up with something good that I actually wanted to post. Enjoy, you see my one shots? More are to come soon.

Trust me, you're gonna love this chapter.

Alex's P.O.V

Mitchie and I walked for a long time, neither of us knew where we were heading exactly but as long as we didn't have to head home we would be okay, for a while at least. Mitchie's head was against my shoulder as we paced through streets and the dark. She was barley awake, and I still had Chris's words pounding against my skull. God, why do I have to be the girl that listen to other's parents? I know that Mitchie and I are meant to be, and I know that she'll go to Camp Rock. One, because she wants to, and two because I gave her the okay to go. But then the second part of that makes me think about Chris's statement. Huh, we both need to grow, but we can do that together at our own pace, or am I just being selfish? I tap the top of Mitchie's head with my right index finger, she opens her eyes a bit to adjust to where we were standing.

"Why are we on a bus stop?" she asked groggily as I pointed to one heading our way.

"Lets go to my family's beach house, and in the morning we can go home," she nodded. I don't think she even cared what we did at that moment. It was past midnight and when we got on the bus only weirdo's were on the thing. I paid and sat Mitchie into a seat before sitting next to her. She still had her eyes closed, more than ever now. I leaned against her and sighed as a guy a few seats ahead of us looked back. He showed his decaying teeth to me, before patting the fake patch of hair on his head. I looked away trying not to either "A" laugh or "B" freak out. There were a few teens sitting in the far back, they were giggling between each other and they were pretty loud. It was a bit of a long ride from where Mitchie and I traveled. We actually made it three miles out of Waverly just by walking. It would have been further if it wasn't for me going in circles most of the night.

"Yeah she's hot," I heard someone say. There were no other girls on the bus. I didn't want to hurt anyone tonight, but if need be I was up for it. Foot steps and tapping came from behind me before two boys, both around the same height, one darker than the other sat adjacent to us.

"Hey beautiful, what did you do drug up your friend?" I didn't answer, I didn't even face them, I just gripped Mitchie's fingers and her eyes opened a bit. She yawned before jumping back noticing the boys staring at either her or me, but like I said I wasn't facing them. "She's alive, hey we're going to a party in Sun-Set, you girls wanna' come"

"No thanks," I finally spoke up. The moon was nearly full tonight. No wonder jackasses were out. Well they really didn't say anything offensive…

"Well how about you beautiful, up for a good time?" once he said that to Mitchie I scowled. I guess I thought too soon.

"Look she's not up for anything"

"No one asked you"

"Settle down back there," the bus driver shot out. I let Mitchie go and stood up, pulling the small string and giving the girl my hand once more. The boys watched as we hopped off the thing, a long ride away from where we were heading. We were now in the middle of what I believe to be Grove territory. Nothing but farm land for a long stretch of this rode.

"Alex, why did we get off the bus?" she was awake now. I shrugged and noticed in the distance the lake.

"Well at least I know where I am"

"Really? Where are you exactly?"

"I'm right here, I just don't know where anything else is," I quickly hopped a wired gate. I knew the way around these fences. Max and I use to play around them all the time, leaving Justin to whine to my mom or dad about things neither of us cared he told on us about. I grabbed Mitchie's arms before sliding my hands down to her waist, lifting her above the thing. She stepped across the thickest wire before falling into my arms. Her breath hit my neck and if I didn't have good balance I would have dropped her, not saying that I wanted to.

"So what are we doing now?"

"We're going to the lake"

"Why? Its late and I'm tired," she placed her hand into mine. And although she was whining she was still stepping through the grass and onto the path following me.

"You can sleep by the water if you want. Trust me, I'm not getting any sleep tonight," and that was true. It was weird, I lost track of the days. Today, well since its past midnight its Saturday but it still feels like Friday. I'm not sure if Mitchie gave her parents permission for the Camp Rock thing…god why is this the only thing on my mind right now? Once we stopped near large rocks and a few diving ends we both sat down, crossing our legs under us.

"So, about Camp Rock"

"Ugh…I don't want to think about it," Mitchie rolled her eyes before chucking a few pebbles into the water. I ran my fingers across her cheek and up to her ear, pushing loose strands of hair into place.

"Don't think then, just talk. You're going right?"

"Yeah," she took a long breath of sigh before nodding.

"I want you to do what you love"

"I know"

"I don't want you to stop making music just because of me"

"Alex I make music because of you," her eyes glittered when she faced me. "You're the reason I'm making songs, the reasons I love to sing," she rolled her eyes before looking back into the water. "I just wish my parents could see that. I didn't just wake up one day and say, oh I think I want to sing today, its more than that," I stared at her blankly. "Okay fine, I did wake up saying I wanted to sing," her giggle filled the air, "but almost every song I write is about you. Every….last…one," she nodded liking her answer.

"I know. But don't you ever want to write more things, besides songs relating to me?"

"What do you mean," her face was now of utter clueless-ness.

"I mean, is there a way for you to write without me being a big part of it?"

"Well, I love to write about what goes on in my life….our lives," she fixed what she said before tapping her hands against her knees. The moon was creating shimmering designs against the water while creating blankets across the land in blue and white.

"You know what I was thinking about earlier.."

"Nope, I'm not a mind reader," she giggled before sliding over more towards me. I stretched my legs and I guess she took that as an invitation to sit between my legs. I didn't protest. The wind chilled my skin but I ignored it, wrapping my arms around the girl.

"No one really knows about us, I mean except Harper and our families. And I'm surprised Claire kept it a secret," Mitchie wasn't moving, I think she was taking in every word I said. "Your dad was talking to me before dinner…"

"Which we didn't have," she added in, pointing her finger at my nose. I nodded before speaking again.

"He said I should…he said I should let you go to music camp, which I told him I said you could, but it's not my decision in the end its yours, but I want you to go," her hands gripped my arms. "He thinks we're taking things too fast. My dad's has told me the same thing before, my mom hasn't but I can see it in her eyes," Mitchie pushed up on me, before facing me.

"You don't think we're rushing things do you?"

"Well….I mean we've know each other longer than any other person I know and…"

"You didn't answer my question"

"No..no..I don't think we're rushing things. I just think…"

"We're going to fast? That means rushing," she pulled herself away from me.

"Mitchie listen. I think we're fine where we are. We're doing things at the pace both of us can agree on, no one else can change that. But, we've been dating for what? Four weeks and broke up for four months and now we're back together again. Things are a little crazy and…" she stood up without speaking. She crossed her arms, her back to me and her feet shuffling around pebbles.

"What are you saying?"

"We're both going to separate places in the fall. I just think we both should like…figure out who we are. I mean I know that I want to be with you, and you know you want to be with me but…we've got a lot of things to work on with ourselves before we can make "us" work"

"You're breaking up with me again?" the girl's eyes were watered and foggy. I stood up and pulled her into me.

"No, no..I didn't say that at all. I'm saying when you leave for Camp Rock, just try not to think about me and focus on what the old Mitchie would do"

"The old Mitchie did nothing but think about you," she pulled away and flapped her arms into the air. "You have no idea how hard it is to not give into you"

"Hey, that's my line," I joked but she didn't giggle.

"The old Mitchie wrote day and night in song books, journals, blog, all about you.."

"Stalker much," she still didn't laugh, her face just tightened with every remark I made.

"I'm more "me" when I'm with you, then when I'm with myself," her tears streamed down her face, but she wasn't crying, they were just forcing themselves down her skin. "I admit I write less, I sing less, but that's because my heart is doing all the singing stuff on its on. I don't have to write every freaking second of my life about this and that."

"Mitchie you're taking this somewhere I didn't want it to go, I'm not saying don't ever think about me just.."

"That's not what you just said"

"I said try Mitch, try"

"Like that's a big difference. You're trying to push me away," I could see her getting weak. She was tired, hungry and now traumatized. Maybe it was her lack of sleep that was making her overreact. I couldn't get my entire story line across without her cutting me off.

"Come here," I pulled the girl into me again, the both of us falling back against the rock as the waves came in. I rocked her in my arms, brushing her hair away before whispering in her ear. "Remember that one song you wrote for me after we started dating? What was it called again?"

"Which one," she sniffled as I thought about the words. It didn't stick in my head as much as some of the seductive ones she danced to. Like one night when she showed up in at my house on a weekend when my family was downstairs in the sub shop. She had on a red, very thing lingerie piece dancing around the entire upstairs hall like she was…well a pole dancer, there I said it.

"I think some of the words were like I don't know why, I don't know why, I'm so afraid..I'm living a lie, living a lie, things need to change"

"We can't stop the world, but there's so much more that we can do, you can't stop this girl, from falling more in love with you. You said nobody had to know, give us time to grow, and take it slow…"we both sung in harmony before Mitchie pulled away again, yes again.

"Wait, that song although inspired by you, most of those words were shouted directly at me from my dad. Did he tell you to give me space?"

"Mitchie"

"He did, didn't he? I see what he's playing at," she grabbed a large pebble, maybe a stone and chucked it into the water. "Why can't he just accept me?"

"I think in a weird way, this is his way of adjusting"

"Oh really? By telling you to give me space and by signing me back up for Camp Rock so we both can think about other things besides each other?"

"Mitchie, we don't have to spend all our time with each other, thinking about each other is different," I giggled but she pulled a small pebble from her hand and tossed it semi-hard at my hand. It nicked my skin.

"Ow," even though the thing didn't really hurt I'd do anything to stop talking about everything right now. Mitchie dropped her pebbles and pulled my hand into her.

"Did I hurt you?" the expression on her face was priceless. She kissed my hand in different places before rubbing her skin against the sore spot. "I'm so sorry, but…"

"We can just forget it until we both get some sleep and food in our systems," I said as the girl nodded, still tending to my right hand.

"Where are we going to eat this late at night?"

"No idea," I said yawning. I guess bickering makes you tired, and hungry.

"Are there fish in this water?"

"I doubt it, whoever owns this land might have cleared this thing out. The boats don't place fish into the water until the end of spring, which is pretty soon"

"How cold is this water?" Mitchie looked up at me, stepping back a bit.

"I say sixty degrees, give or take a few"

"Good to know," Mitchie pulled at the bottom rim of her shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"Going skinny dipping," I couldn't believe that one minute we were disagreeing with the other completely and now she's bold enough to want to go skinning dipping.

"This is illegal," I said smiling. "I like it," I watched as Mitchie stripped all of her clothes off, standing naked under the moonlight.

"Are you going to save me? I'm a drowning victim," the girl took a few steps back.

"Mitchie watch out for the sharp rocks," she waved at me, smiling before diving backwards. I was too scared to see if she was okay. I didn't want to step forward and see my girlfriend floating away with the current. I heard her scream, my stomach tightened and I quickly pulled my clothes off. There was a point where I was going to just leave them on, but if I had to save the girl, my clothes would drag me down, and that was a definite "No." The water hit my body like a quick breeze against the skin. I was shaking already, the night air mixed with this stuff could have sent me into shock. I still head muffled screaming. I paddled blindly in the water.

"Mitchie…Mitchie," I was clam, I had to be, because if I began to panic we both would sink. I saw a glimpse of the girl's head and swam towards her. She came above the water, wiping the liquid off her face before opening her mouth and going down again. I reached for her but missed by her hand. My body was getting a bit numb but I dove underwater feeling for the brunette. When I came back up I couldn't see her.

"Mitchie!" my eyes grew wide and my heart began pounding hard, I turned around a few times and just as I was about to dive back under the water I felt pressure on my back, Mitchie had wrapped her fingers around my neck, she was giggling and I could feel her breast press against my skin. "Pull back or I'm going to drown," I said shakily, and that was on a serious note. The girl quickly pressed her lips against my cheek and swam backwards a bit. My entire body went up in flames. My legs were burning and tingling and throbbing. I could barley keep myself afloat. The brunette was giggling a few inches away.

"This water is cold," she let out. I didn't move my eyes off her face. All I could hear besides her laughter was slight, thump, thump, thump. I wanted to make it stop. My heart was making me delusional. I swam towards the girl and she swam backwards. I could barley see her body, but the moon did cast a beautiful glow against her face. I was listening to my body as I moved. My head lost this battler. The girl was still giggling as the waves shifted us towards the more smooth rock. Mitchie stopped when her back hit the thing.

"AHH COLD!" she screeched as I finally came in closing the space between us. I could feel my skin against hers, rubbing so smoothly and gently across hers. I didn't stop myself, when the space closed us in I pressed my fingers against her waist, she squealed as my lips covered hers. My eyes were hazy, and my heart was not thumping extremely fast. I could feel the pulse in my lips as the moved. I pressed my tongue against the girl's skin. Her hands brushed across my breast and if I would have let that affect me I would have drowned because kicking was necessary to stay above the waves. Her head was pinned against the rocks, my tongue pressing harder against her lips as she playfully kept her mouth closed. I don't like to be teased in positions like this. I quickly pull back, grip a small clump of the girl's hair and tug at it.

"Ow.." was a small muffled voice that escaped her just before my tongue went into new territory. Not as in new, new, but a place that hasn't been explored for a while. Mitchie wraps her arms around my neck, the waves slamming our bodies together harder now. I can't stay in this stuff much longer, I'm getting bruised up by the impact and I'm sure she is as well. I slide my fingers down her body, she giggles into my lips before her tongue finally stands up to battle. She claws my skin a bit and just as my fingers reach her thigh she shoved my hands away. Her lips part away from mine and another wave slams into my back, harder than the last. Mitchie stared at me, lust still in her eyes while she was breathing hard. We both had to hold our breath with each passing wave, sucking in air before holding it again. Mitchie left one arm around my neck, I guess holding her self up because I felt her hand. First it hit my breast, she giggled at that. Then her fingers trailed along my stomach, which then received another short giggled before we held our breath, was crashed by a wave and her hand finally trailed over my clit. I sucked in more air then needled, gasping as her finger went inside of me. She forcefully shoved our lips together and instant pain throbbed through my skin.

Her fingers worked their own little magic, I inhaled deeply, exhaling loudly. Our bodies meshing together felt amazing, any thoughts about whatever was floating away. I felt a small pinch between my legs as a wave knocked into my back. I guess that was Mitchie's way of telling me a wave was coming. I listened to my body hum, waiting for the next moment to hold my breath for a wave. Mitchie pulled her lips away breathing hard, panting like crazy. It was hard work, kicking, thrusting, breathing, kissing, balancing, it was insane. I soon found out how hard when I pushed my fingers into Mitchie. She was already dazed from relieving me that she could barley do anything anymore, but I weren't giving up. I kissed her a few times, trailing my lips around her neck before she bit her bottom lip. Hissing noises filled around us, that too was her. My fingers moved like clock work, the waves gave me a amazing motion and when Mitchie's fingers dug against my back I knew to work a bit faster. I was tired, my eyes were heavy but I continued to thrust in and out of the girl, she was weak, her moan loud but her body becoming heavier against mine. I could feel her go from tense to relax in a matter of seconds.

I kissed her sweetly one last time before I did my best to pull us towards silent waters and maybe back to where out clothes were. Mitchie was tiring me, she was barley moving but I knew that was kind of my fault. It was hard for me to move the both of us while the feeling of a sex high pulsing through my body. When I reached a low enough rock, I helped Mitchie up, her naked body shining brightly with the moonlight. I pull myself up and lay naked next to her, closing my eyes and just breathing hard.

"That….was….amazing," the girl whispered while panting. The first ever compliment I've heard after sex. I found her hand and held it. Neither one of us moved and I could see in the distance, with my eyes clothes, sunlight trying to bath over us.

"Oh…god. Its…morning," I let out. I felt Mitchie move but I couldn't open my eyes. Hell I just drug us almost five to seven minutes to shore after having sex, in the damn water. I wasn't moving. I felt the girl's lips over mine, her breast running across my skin. All I could do was smile before she pulled back. Her free hand went across my stomach and stayed there, as Mitchie's head pressed against my chest.

"I can…..hear your….heart beat," she whispered. I was still breathing. I wanted to say something, but I was too weak. "I…love…you."

"I love you more," that last breath was strained that it pulled against my chest and I had to stay still. I didn't even caress Mitchie's fingers anymore. Who knows how long we laid there, but whenever we got dry we would have to go home, and I knew, all hell was going to break loose.

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No one was in my house or in the sub shop when Mitchie and I arrived. The clock read noon. It wasn't that late on a Saturday. I was exhausted. Mitchie's hair was almost as worse as mine. The stuff was everywhere.

"Come on," I tugged her into my room where she laid against the sheets. I pulled some pajamas out and began undressing the girl after locking my door. Neither one of us put our underwear back on, there really wasn't a point, or so I thought at the time. I slid some shorts onto her of blue with a matching top. I quickly pulled on my green one and climbed into my bed. These sheets feel softer than they've ever had in my entire life. I slid under the cover as Mitchie followed, nudging under me. We were both hungry, but not as much as we were tired. Her lips found mine in totally blindness and I kissed back, She smiled, I felt it and she laid back down. I sighed breathing in the smell of her strawberry shampoo and the lake. The house was quiet, the street was quiet, my heart was beating normally and Mitchie was right next to me like she should always be.

"Fate, thank you," I whispered, closing my eyes and drifting to sleep.

I just finished this at 6:25am and began at 4:45am ha-ha. I need sleep but I think I fell in love with this chapter. I have no idea where it came from but it makes me proud to say its mine. Sorry that it was delayed it was going to suck if I just forced it out. One-shots coming up soon.