Minutes and Days: 1x12: New Day

I was sleeping in a twisted dream
Dying just to make believe
A pretty situation was far from where I was
Say goodbye to the way I was before
Say hello to a new way
I was lost, but I found what I was looking for
Waking up to a new day

She walked around the room. It was still very much the same to her, but at the same time, it was very different. The bed was made, but there were clothes hung over his dresser and the window seat was half covered in note books. Some open, some not. Alex randomly picked up one of the notebooks debating between reading it or putting it back. These songs were like a diary to Nate and I wouldn't want him reading my diary she thought to herself but then again, he releases lots and lots of these personal songs for the world to hear. She finally decided on one song, one song wouldn't be that bad, and he probably wouldn't even find out she thought. Alex picked up a blue note book and flipped open to one of the middle pages. It wasn't dated. It neat block lettering, words filled the page:

I make up one more lame excuse, Why I can't come out tonight, I'm not trying to cut you lose, I just (want to make you mine?) Need Some Time.

Alex pondered over what the song was about. Well most of their songs were about one thing, love. So either A. They were in love, B. They had their heart broken. She heard footsteps coming up the stairs so she placed the book randomly in the pile of other note books and went to sit on his bed. Natural pose she thought to herself. The door opened and in walked in Nate. She smiled at him, he didn't. His lips pressed together.

Apology Number one, Nate thought to himself. Don't screw this up. He stood there awkwardly.

"I'm so Sorry," Alex finally blurted out, sick of the silence.

"Me too," Nate said sitting down next to her on his bed.

"I'm sorry for doing what I did. I didn't have to, it was kind of a bitchy thing to do I guess." Alex looked down at her hands. "I mean I knew it would upset Miley and all, I don't know why I did it." She looked over at him.

"Maybe I should have told her, but you know Alex, maybe she over reacted a little." Nate said looking back at her.

Alex let out a loud sigh and fell back on his bed staring up at the celling. She covered her face with her hands and mumbled, "I don't think I'll ever forgive myself if this is the reason you guys break up. I fell so horrible Nate." She really did, and Nate acting like it was nothing at all, like everything was going to be okay, was making her feel worse. He made it seem like he wasn't even mad at her.

"I don't think we're going to break up. I gave her a promise ring remember. That means we work through tough times like this." Nate lay down next to her so that their shoulders were touching. They both weren't one for fights, especially with friends. Alex had to remind herself for a second that she was mad at him too.

"Right," Alex replied remembering that stupid promise ring.

"And I wanted to apologize. For saying something stupid that I didn't mean at all." He turned his head towards her. She kept staring up at the celling. "I was thinking for a quick cover, and it just came out of my mouth."

"You're forgiven."

"That easily?" Nate was stunned. This was just way too easy. There had to be a catch of some sort.

"I sort of brought it on myself. Like I said, I didn't have to do what I did because I knew it would end up a big deal of some sort."

"So why'd you do it?" Nate knew he was pressing her for information but he was curious. He couldn't help it.

"I don't know." She said turning her head towards him so that now their faces were about 8 inches apart. "Maybe because I didn't want Miley to regard our relationship was just another girl you were dating. I wanted to be more than that. I wanted her to know that I was more than just another girl to you."

"Lexie, you are more than just another girl I dated. You know that right?"

She stroked his face lightly with her finger tips. She lowered her hand, "I do, but I felt like she didn't."

"Well she does now," Nate said running his fingers through his curls, "Now she does."

"Did I tell you I'm Sorry?"

"Did I tell you I'm Sorry?"

They both laughed and then sighed, "So we're cool?" Nate asked holding out his hand.

"We're cool." Alex said shaking his hand.

Miley stood outside Nate's bedroom door. Her ear pressed against the closed door. Nate, Alex, his bedroom, alone. She turned on her boot heel and made her way towards the stairs but she tripped a bit on her way down letting out a tiny scream, enough to get Nate's attention.

"I'll be right back," Nate said to Alex getting up and walking out of his room to see what was going on.

"Miley?" He asked right as he got to the bottom of the stairs as she was almost at the door.

"Hey Nate," She said turning to face him. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun and she was wearing denim jeans and a black and dark blue stripped 3/4 sleeve shirt with a black scarf.

"What are you, I mean I'm so glad to see you." He said reaching out to her.

"Really?"

"Yea," He said grabbing her hand pulling her towards to kitchen table sitting her down taking the seat right next to her. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Alex and the ring before, and I'm sorry you had to find out like that."

"Nate, Natie, Nathaniel," She said taking his hands in her, "I don't know what to say."

"You're not breaking up with me are you?"

"No, I couldn't do that. I'm just saying, don't give me a reason not to trust you."

"And you don't have a reason not to trust me because I love you, and only you."

And like that, everything was fixed.

Mitchie paced back and forth across her room with Alex sitting on the bed.

"Why not Lexie?" She whined, "It's going to be so much fun."

"Because staying at home and having a movie night would be so much less stressful."

"But come on, we're just going to a club. Some dancing, and flirting with lots of cute boys. When was the last time you had a date?"

Alex pondered for a bit trying to remember her last date, "I think 17."

"Well then Miss Alex Russo, you are 19, what's that two years?"

"I just made 19, so really it's only like one and a half."

Mitchie gave her a look of disbelieve, "Don't you want to get out there and date again. What's so wrong about that?"

Alex sighed, Mitchie wasn't going to stop until she agreed, "Fine. Let's go."

Mitchie wore skin tight denim skinny jeans and a purple and black floral patterned flowy tank top with heels. Alex wore a blue dress with spaghetti straps and went down to about mid thigh. Nobody recognized them as they showed their ID's and were let into the club. It was dark, but there were flashing lights and the music filled the room. They took a seat in one of the booths and then Mitchie left to get them some drinks.

Alex leaned her head back against the head board as she watched girls in short skirts dancing with guys. What am I even doing here? Mitchie returned, drinks in hand as she placed about 4 napkins in front on Alex.

"What is this?" She said picking up one of the napkins.

"Numbers from some very very hot guys." Mitchie said smirking.

Alex rolled her eyes.

"Why should we be hung up about two guys who don't even want to date us," Mitchie reasoned again, "We're The Mitchie Torres and Alex Russo."

Alexed laughed taking a sip of her drink, coke. "Touché. But there's nothing wrong with being single."

"Oh, stop being so stubborn and date one of these hot young fellows."

Alex played with the hem at the bottom of her skirt. "Okay Miss Russo, why are you being so stubborn. The Alex I know would be willing to do something like this."

"I just don't want to get my heart broken again."

"I know babe, but you don't meet your soul mate at a club, you meet somebody who makes you feel special and happy until you find the one you want to spend forever with."

Alex laughed at Mitchie's logic. But what if I know who I want to spend forever with she thought to herself. What if I already know? "Okay," Alex said giving in again standing up pulling Mitchie along with her to the dance floor. The two girls danced the night away, dancing with each other, and everyone. Alex looked up catching the eye of a blond guy dancing a few feet away from her.

"Can I buy you a drink?" He asked over the booming music. She looked in Mitchie's direction as Mitchie gave her a thumbs up. Alex nodded following the guy to the bar.

"What will it be?" The bartender asked.

"A coke," Alex responded.

"Make that two then," The blond guy told the bartender. He had sandy blond hair and these beautiful blue eyes, they were really magical. He was wearing a loose tan collared shirt with a few buttons undone.

"I'm Alex," She said taking a seat holding her hand out for him to shake.

"Troy," He said taking her hand to shake with a goofy grin, "It's really nice to meet you."

So I'm not sure if I want to keep Troy as her BF or something, but it's a possibility ;) It's just that Alex sort of realized she wasn't over Nate and I don't know yet :) So this chapter was a little rough, not my best so I'm sorry. I sort of have a writers block, like I have an idea sorta but I'm not doing so well typing it out D:

Oh and I just started school :( So I might not be able to udpate that much so I'm sorry for that too. I hate to leave you guys with a chapter like this.

--Katie :)