I seriously screamed when I saw all these reviews in my inbox, thank you guys soooo much and I'm just glad I can bring you this story. I have a lot of homework to finish off for this week and then I'll be writing all break. So to bridgeisburning who said you couldn't review every chapter, it made me smile to know that you took time to actually review, even if it was once.
My homework kept me from updating and I still have a lot to finish. This is my last week so yay for updates. And two weeks for Crush.
The next morning I got dressed and made my way down the stairs for breakfast. Nothing was made and usually we'd have bacon and other things like that. Max was laying against the couch.
"Why are you up?" I asked him as he pointed to his stomach.
"I didn't smell any breakfast so I woke up."
"That's stupid," I pulled my hair behind my ears before tying it into a pony tail. Cereal sat on the table with milk in the middle in the jug.
"I guess cereal is our breakfast," I pour some milk into a bowl of froot loops before digging in as I wait for Mitchie and the door bell rings. Its only twenty minutes after seven. I rub my eyes as walk to the door with my mouth full. I slowly move my hand toward the thing opening it to spot Nate standing before me.
"Hey," he let out as I stared at him. I moved my bowl onto a nearby table.
"Nate you can't be here right now, actually ever," I let out as the boy scanned me up and down. I was in some white pants with a black top that matched my shoes and a silver belt around my waist, with cute little circle hoops connecting them together.
"Why? I thought I could give you a ride to school."
"Are you serious? After everything you did yesterday….just go away," I still stood in the door as he stepped back a bit.
"I'm sorry about Mitchie's car, but I mean," he lowered his voice to a whisper as if he didn't want Max to hear. "Come on Alex, she's a fucking girl and you…you deserve more then that," he brushed the small strands of my hair back that didn't land in the ponytail.
"Nate, this entire thing between me and you will NEVER happen again," I lift my bowl up again biting into another spoonful of cereal as he sighs and holds the doorknob. I move back as he leans against the arch way giving me puppy dog eyes.
"Alex, somewhere deep down you still have feelings for me, like I have them for you," he was using the ex-card against me.
"Nate that was then and this is now. Mitchie's nothing like I thought she was."
"So she's not violent?"
"She didn't kick your ass for destroying her car did she?"
"That's because no matter how hard she tried she can't," he smirked as I began pushing on the door trying to get him out.
"Okay look, just let me take you to school like old time."
"No, I'm waiting for Mitchie."
"Alex come on you've seen her more then me."
"That's because she's my girlfriend," I let out feeling a sort of relief when saying it. I looked away from the boy putting more cereal into my mouth and chewing.
"Look if you still didn't feel anything for me you wouldn't be in this door right now talking to me, come on," he ran his fingers under my chin before stepping into me.
"Nate…I'm a polite person and you know that," I moved back a bit as Max giggled at us. "You should go now, Mitchie is on her way and I don't want you around when she comes."
"She can't keep me away from you, there's always school," the look he gave me was making my skin crawl.
"I have to go Nate," I slowly close the door and he lets me and as the click echoes Max is now smiling brightly.
"Alex and Nate sitting in a tree H-I-J-K….L-M-N-O-P," Max was not eating cereal as I rolled my eyes and went searching for my book bag. About ten minutes later I pulled my phone up and made it out the house after pulling my book bag over my shoulder. Mitchie was sitting in her new car, I knew I was smiling like a kid in a candy store when she came because I felt my face numb a bit. I sat in the passenger side as she leaned over trying to kiss me. I let her lips fall against my cheek before she rolled her eyes smirking a bit and driving off. I was thinking about telling her about Nate, but then again I didn't know how she would react. I've seen more changes in Mitchie then I ever thought I would, but telling her Nate saw me might cause a reaction. I stared at her, she seemed content in her driving and when we ended up in the school parking lot I spoke.
"Nate came over today, he tried to take me to school," I quickly let out. Mitchie just watched me to see if I was joking, but once nothing else followed that she looked out her window before turning back and looking into the middle thing in her car.
"So you're not mad?" I ask her as her bangs cover her eyes, or at least from the angle I'm at.
"Do you still like him?" she asked pulling out a envelope.
"What's in there?" I try to grab it from her but she pulls it back.
"Do you still like him?"
"Mitchie I told you that I didn't."
"But telling me something and feeling something else is totally different," she grabbed a pen from the little visor above her head before scribbling on the note.
"Mitchie I don't like him anymore."
"Good," she said before grabbing her door handle. I reached over to her and pulled the envelope out of her hand.
"Give it back Alex," her voice seemed to deepen as I looked into her eyes.
"No, what is it?" I glared at the thing before she tried snatching it. Her hand landed against the window before she pulled back.
"I'm not playing Alex give it back."
"What is it?" I read the front as quickly as I could. It stated that it was a note from Nate's doctor. "What are you trying to do?" I ask as her hand lands against my wrist. Her other hand reached for the thing but I slap it away.
"Mitchie let me go," I tell her as I pull my hand back. She releases me and climbs from the car slamming the door shut before making it to the school. Her black leather skirt moves as she does as her pink top lays against the thing perfectly. Her boots are to her knees and her hair is in curls, and something about her being mad kind of turned me on. I mean my fingers were getting a it sweaty. Wow sweaty fingers ruins the moment. I climbed from the car running to find the girl as my finger tears the envelops open. Inside sits a note that looks like a professional doctor's not explaining that Nate is itching around his privates and at all costs keep him away from other students because its contagious. That doesn't even make since, I tell myself before walking through the hall. I can't see Mitchie anywhere but I do see Nate. I head over towards him and slide him the note.
"You dropped this," and I leave without another word. Mitchie was at her locker forcefully shoving things around as a few students stood away from her scared to walk up to their own lockers.
"Mitch," I called out to the girl pulling her arm down as she faced me.
"What Alex."
"What are you mad about? You were the one trying to lie about something as serious as doctor notes."
"I thought you said you didn't like him anymore?" she was getting a bit loud which made me feel like I was shrinking a bit. No one in the school knew I was a lesbian, hell I wasn't even quite sure until Mitchie began talking to me.
"I don't like him anymore, what is this really about?" I whisper as she raises an eyebrow.
"Why are you whispering?"
"Because I'm not trying to draw attention to myself," I tell her as the first bell of the day rings.
"Attention? Alex I was born for attention and this isn't even demanding it," she went back into her locker before slamming it shut. "I just didn't think you'd lie to me. I mean…if you still love Nate then fine, but don't play with my heart…"
"I…"
"DON'T," she made her stroll towards her class as I followed her, pulling her arm trying to make her face me.
"What are you talking about? Mitchie I don't love him and I never did, I liked him, yes! But never loved and…I don't like him now," she faced me crossing her arms as best as she could with a book between them. The late bell rung and students began to scatter as we stood in our same spots.
"Then why are you trying to protect him?"
"I wasn't protecting him but sending false notes is definitely a detention thing, and enough of those will get you expelled."
"I'm not scared of detention and being expelled is the least of my problems when the girl I'm in love with decides that she's still in love with her ex," she turns away from me.
"Mitchie…," I wait to see if she turns around and as she nears the corner I suck in enough air and let the words, "Mitchie stop," fall from them. My heart was beating the entire time as she turns on her heels and leans against the gray tile. I don't know what to say or do after that, I mean I never thought she'd actually listen. She waits and I make it over to her as the principal's door opens. I know he could see the back of my head but I ignored him and pulled Mitchie's hand into mine before going around the corner and pulling her into the bathroom. She placed her book onto the counter and crossed her arms aging.
"I…," I hate seeing myself in the mirror talking. I step back before taking a deep breath. "I feel inclined to say that you're wrong, because you are. I DON'T like Nate, not one piece of me has feelings for him and for you to doubt that hurts me. I wouldn't be trying if I didn't think I was ready. I am ready. I want to be with you, but only if you want to be with me," I don't even think about getting marked late for class as she hops onto the counter. Her leather skirt hugging her as she bites her bottom lip thinking.
"You don't want me hurting Nate?"
"Not if he's not hurting me."
"And you're saying you don't love him?"
"I'm saying that I don't love him."
"But do you love me?" she waits as I look towards the door. "Or is it just the thought of me that you love?"
"…I like you Mitchie, but I don't know what love is," I watch as her face tenses, "but I'm willing to find out."
"And what if Nate tried to make advances at you again? Am I suppose to just sit back and watch him?"
"I'll handle it."
"Really?" she shook her head in disbelief.
"I'll handle it, really!"
"I don't trust him, and if he tries to hurt you…its GAME OVER," she hopped off the counter and fixed her skirt.
"Check," I said as she pulled her book back into her arm and slowly opened the door. I watched her leave out before I stared at myself. This was actually the first time she got semi-angry and didn't shove any part of her against my flesh, bruising it. I left the bathroom and entered my first class, being marked absent of course but it was still worth it.
Sometime after lunch I saw Nate in his baseball uniform. He was on the school team before he left. I had no idea how he got back on it. I watched him from my locker as he laughed with other guys before he noticed me. I sat up and placed all my books into place, closing my locker as he tapped my shoulder.
"So, have you thought about me and you?"
"No, should I have?" I watched the boy's expression change from cherry to a slight image of depression.
"Yes you should have. Anyway, so how did Mitchie take the entire thing about me and you together again?"
"Nate I've said this before there is no me and you anymore, and there never will be again."
"Alex you can't possibly like girls."
"You drove me to her," I lied trying to break him in some way.
"Look, I'll ignore that statement. I want you to come out with me tonight.
"No."
"It'll be fun, just me and you, like old times," he was close to me now as the first bell for the next class rung. I was against my locker as he had one arm near my left ear and the other resting on my waist.
"Move." I shove his arm but he stands his ground.
"Look I know that I shouldn't have left, I admit that now, but I haven't been this close to you in a while." We were in the all with tons of students as the late bell rung. I tried getting past him but he kept me pinned.
"Listen its over, that's it," I tell the boy as he placed the hand that was near my ear against my face squeezing it slightly.
"Its not over until I say its over, and guess what? Its not over," his lips came into mine and I could feel his grip against my waist tighten and the more I moved the deeper and harder his fingers crashed against my skin. I whimpered in his grip as I placed my hands against his chest and tried hard to push him back, but then he pushed back against me. I could feel his tongue try to push into my mouth as I gathered everything I had in me to lift my leg and knee him in the jewels. Yeah it was a spot that got to him because he pulled back holding himself and whimpering. I ran towards my next class shaken up. Mitchie sat in her usual spot and I tried hard not to look at her as I sat in the front. I took my notes as my fingers shook. My body felt numb for a while until the class was over. I was blankly staring at the board until Mitchie ran her fingers through my hair.
"Daydreaming are we?" she asks giggling before grabbing my papers and turning them in.
"No," I say quietly before standing.
"What happened?" she asked pulling my arm towards her, bringing me along.
"Huh? Nothing," I lied as she glared into my eyes.
"Something's wrong, tell me," she asked as the teacher looked over at us.
"Miss Monroe this is the last straw stop harassing students or you'll be suspended."
"I'm not harassing her," I hear her say to the woman as I nod so she can leave us alone.
"Well get to your next classes, out," the woman shooed us away and Mitchie followed me to my locker. I didn't say anything as her eyes searched me. I pulled my last book out for the day and she placed her fingers in mine, scaring me a bit as chills ran through me.
"Yeah?" I asked as she came into me. I didn't expect her to kiss me in the hall in front of tons of students but she did. I just let her before kissing back. Once she moved away I was surprised that no one was still standing around. I mean okay we're lesbians but Mitchie and me? That just seemed so impossible.
"You can tell me anything," she let out as I nodded.
"I'll tell you late at your house," I let out making sure she'll have enough time at her place to not freak out and want to kill someone. I head to class without seeing Nate at all and in I'm somewhat relieved.
Once outside and in Mitchie's car I close my eyes and I can still feel Nate's hand's against my waist and on my lips. But above it all I can feel Mitchie's fingers between mine and her lips caressing mine gently.
"So are you going to tell me?" she asks as I hold up one finger meaning soon. We don't talk for the rest of the way, but maybe that's because she might of thought I was asleep, but then again it did feel like it in some way. I finally sat up when she stopped the car, but we sat just gazing at watch other before I hopped out and she followed. The house was empty, her mother gone and her dad gone. But I saw my car out front which made me squeal.
"I can't believe your dad gave me a car."
"Yeah. So what happened at school today?" I guess that's the only thing she was focusing on.
"Um, Nate," I let out as I walked over to the couch and sat propped up against my knees as I faced out the window looking at my car.
"What about Nate?"
"He…um."
"Alex?" Mitchie sat next to me before she turned around and stood like I did against my knees on the couch looking out behind us through the picture window.
"He pinned me against my locker earlier," I watched a car zoom pass as Mitchie made me face her by pulling gently on my arm.
"What?" she asked a bit too quietly.
"He pinned me onto the locker asking if I still liked him or something like that. But then he…," I sat correctly on the couch as she followed but with one leg under her as she turned inward towards me a bit.
"What did he do?" He voice seemed much more angered.
"He kissed me," I said as she stood up.
"AND YOU'RE TELLING EM THIS NOW?" she was yelling but I just nodded as if this was normal.
"I wanted him to stop but if I would have said anything else I'm pretty sure he would of put his tongue in my mouth…yeah…pretty sure," I ran my finger s over my lips before Mitchie moved towards her hallway. She disappeared before coming back.
"Why didn't you tell me this earlier? We were in the same damn school," she made it over to her keys in the bowl as I stood and grabbed them from her. "Alex give me my keys."
"Mitchie I can deal with this."
"Are you serious?"
"Please I…"
"You let him kiss you and you didn't want me to know about it…"
"I told you about it, and I want to handle it..please."
"Alex, there is just so much I can take before I lose it. And when I get pissed off there is no telling of what I could do. So I'm saying this to you right now, and only once. If I see Nate, I'm going to hurt him, rather you like it or not," she fell into the couch seat.
"I'm going to handle it Mitchie, I promise."
"Stop talking to me."
"You're mad now?"
"Does it seem like I'm mad?" she faced me.
"I'll ask for your help if I need it…deal?"
"Stop talking right now," she ignored me after that as I watched her. I knew her mom and dad would be home soon so I sat against the couch and flipped on the television. I stayed quiet, I had no idea how to handle this.
I had to rush this because I have A LOT of homework to do.
