Underneathesurface replied that there was no action in the last chapter. Awww I smiled because you noticed. Please don't go insane readers. This chapter will hurt your heads, if not its going to hurt mine writing it…anyway enjoy, and once again, thanks for reading. Drama galore, promise.
Also it's weird writing a story when my twelve year old cousin who's a boy is like..."why can't I read it" and I say "it's not for your eyes" and he's like "oh my god its Wizards Of Waverly Place, why can't I read it?"
I woke up next to my nine year old brother. He was on the edge of the bed about to fall out of the thing while his feet almost hung close towards my face. I sat up rubbing my eyes noticing it wasn't really time to get up. My alarm clock didn't go off yet. I reached over to Justin and pulled on his waist, lifting his small frame onto a pillow before I climbed from the bed. I had no idea what I was wearing today, but I knew Nate was going to show Mitchie those pictures, every last one of them. I barley wore skirts and honestly I'd rather where anything but a skirt or a dress but I pulled up my jean skirt which was a few inches above the knee and my orange V-neck top. I decided to wear flip flops and wear my hair straight. I think today I was a girly girl more now then ever.
It was around seven and my alarm clock was still going off and Justin was still sleep, but now he was actually laying with his legs off the side of the bed and both arms above his head. I helped him onto the pillow again and pulled Mitchie's phone and my own up into my backpack before making it down stairs. My mom and dad were sitting at the kitchen table eating.
"Alex we have to talk," my mom said lowly.
"About?" I asked placing my book-bag on the floor and pulling a apple from the middle of the table they were sitting at. I pulled a chair out and sat down before my dad bit into his cereal and my mom sipped on some coffee before folding her fingers. Her eyes seemed so cold when she stared at me.
"I removed the restraining order from Mitchie," she said. I forgot she had one on the girl in the first place. I bit my apple as she continued. "I want her…I mean your father and I want her to come over so we can talk to her."
"Talk?" I asked as the apple pieces went down harshly.
"If she's dating you we want to give her the normal questioning," my dad said.
"So are you giving me the okay to date her?"
"Not until we talk to her," my dad said as my mom stared at him. It seemed to pain her to agree with him. She faced me and pulled something from under the table.
"I will support you only if you're sure you want this," my mom moved the object onto the table.
"I want to make my own mistakes, and so I have to find out if this…if she's right for me. But yes! I want this," I say as I try to chew the apple again.
"Let us talk to her after school, lets say four," my mom handed me something and I moved the napkin. It was a garage key.
"Are you saying I can keep the car?"
"We'll talk later," my dad said. I nodded before moving towards the door and getting my stuff. Once outside I squealed and hopped in my car before spotting something tapped to my passenger window. I slowly made the thing go down before I reached over and plucked the object into my hand. It was another picture, this time of me. I was in the same yellow bikini, but I placed a small sheet of paper against my skin and suntanned so the word "Nate" could stay against me. I ripped the things up, rose my window and left the driveway making it to school. I was hoping to beat Mitchie there, but then again I didn't know her combination. Once inside the building the principal signaled me over to his office.
"Yeah?" I asked as he told me to sit. He closed the door and sat on the other side of his wooded desk.
"You were fine for a few days and then you start to deface school property again," he sat up against the frame of the desk as I rose my eyebrow.
"What? I didn't do anything to nothing," I shook my head as he sighed. I knew Mitchie wasn't messing up the school again, or was she? But why would she blame me again?
"I have to give you a detention Alex."
"But you can't prove it was me!" I yelled.
"Lower your tone, and I have five students willing to vouch that you indeed destroyed the water fountain near the gym."
"What? I just got here," I tried to tell the man but he sighed again.
"Look I want to give you the benefit of the doubt but the thing is your history proceeds you."
"You can't even prove that those other times were me," I slammed my fist against his desk before he stood.
"You WILL report to room one eighteen after school or you WILL be suspended," he ran his fingers against his bolo tie before opening the door and showing me the way out.
"I didn't do it," I whispered. I didn't want to cry, that was the least of my problems. I had to find out who was trying to frame me. I made it out the room and towards my locker, opening the thing only to have pictures flying out across the place. I quickly opened my book bag and dropped to my knees tossing picture after picture into the thing. Most were of me and Nate kissing at the beach or in his mom's house. I didn't want to glance at them, but it was hard. No one picked up any of them and when I scoped the last one up I zipped up my book bag and saw Mitchie walking down the hall. I followed after her. She stood at her locker putting the combination in as I ran to her.
"You left your phone at my house last night," I told her before I saw Harper next to her.
"I guess I shouldn't turn down a time to hang out with you," the girl told Mitchie.
"What's your deal Harper? You know how I feel about Alex," the girl was about to pull up on her locker door when the fire alarm bell rung. My heart jumped as Mitchie rolled her eyes and grabbed my hand. Harper followed us outside into the student garage area and as we stood watching the school I saw Nate. He waved to me and gestured a fire bell being rung. I opened my mouth.
"He's framing me," I whispered thinking no one would hear me but Mitchie did.
"Who's doing what now?" she asked before I studied her eyes.
"I have detention for something I didn't do."
"What did they say you did?"
"Apparently I messed up the water fountain near the gym and now I guess I'm going to be blamed for the fire alarm."
"Do you know who's doing it?"
"Nate," I sighed out as we were signaled to go back into the school. Mitchie was walking a bit faster then Harper and I so once she rounded the corner Harper's hand came landing against my wrist and she pulled me back a bit. I faced her as she held my arm tightly.
"I thought you were going to back off of Mitchie."
"What? I never said that..now let go you're hurting me," I was trying to get away from her grip but she pulled me in closer.
"Get this through your thick skull, MITCHIE, is mine," she let me go and made it around the corner. I didn't know what to say or think. Should I tell Mitchie her friend was trying to get with her? Or should I freak out because not only was one person after me, but now it was two. I stayed where I was as the late bell rung before I opened my backpack and dumped everything into the trash. I didn't have anything important in there and as I reared the corner Mitchie and Harper were arguing. I didn't want to step close, it seemed intense. Harper continued to pull on Mitchie's arm as Mitchie tried her best to ignore the girl. I made it over to them with.
"What's wrong?" I asked as Harper gave me the finger. She rose her middle finger up and showed it to me before doing a backwards peace sign, which in some countries also meant fuck you.
"Harper!" Mitchie swatted the girl's hand down as she shoved Mitchie back.
"This is all your fault, all of it," Harper directed her anger at me. The halls were getting pretty clear.
"I didn't do anything," I let out.
"Of course you didn't, all you do is flaunt that little body of yours around trying to distract Mitchie away from me.." she began.
"Harper shut up," Mitchie let out.
"And all your good for is a little fuck." Harper said that and I felt taken back. What was she talking about?
"Harper you need to get out of here."
"No because honestly she's more important then me."
"Harper I don't want to lose a friend over this, leave her alone." Mitchie said.
"Make….me!" Harper let out as she made it towards me. I stepped back a bit as Mitchie grabbed Harper's arm.
"I told you, she's off limits…if you want to take your anger out on someone, take it out on me."
"No, I think I'd like to see what's so special about Alex," the girl lunged at me and I jumped back falling to the floor. The halls were emptied, students in class and doors closed. I could feel new air blow up my skirt as Mitchie yanked Harper back. I saw Mitchie swing Harper against the locker as she pinned the girl there.
"I said leave her alone." Mitchie was holding Harper's shirt as I stood moving my book into my backpack. "Alex get out of here," Mitchie said as I watched her.
"Why?" I asked.
"JUST GO," she yelled and I didn't fell this feeling in a while. I felt in some way scared of how she spoke to me. I didn't look back at Mitchie, I ignored everything that was happening and made it towards my classroom. Once I made it near the door I felt a hand pull me back. The fingers that pressed against my face covered my nose and mouth and I could barley breath. I kicked my feet as someone dragged me backwards and into a room. Once I was let go I found myself in a bathroom with Nate and his brother Shane.
"What are you doing?" I asked noticing I was near a boys universal. I moved away from the thing as Shane locked the door. My heart began racing, I had no idea what either of them were thinking. Nate stepped closer to me and as I was about to scream her quickly cut me off.
"You scream and I'll make sure Mitchie gets hurt. And you think she can't right?" he asked as I watched him lift a picture up. He flipped it over showing it to me.
"Its just me," I let out as he nods.
"Correct, but it's the back that really matters and I quote, "I've found love in someone who my heart was yearning for all along," Unquote."
"I didn't write that," I let out.
"Shane please leave," the boy did as his brother said. "Shane will be outside this door until we settle this, once and for all."
"How do you plan on hurting Mitchie with that?"
"If you stay quite this can stay between you and me," he was walking into me and I was far away from the stalls so I was basically in a corner.
"What are you talking about Nate?"
"We've been together for two years and then you choose to leave me for a girl. And not just any girl, but a violent one." He watched me before walking closer and I shift towards the stalls. "Hey!" he yelled.
"Nate, get over me," I told the boy.
"Get over you? I will, once I get what I've been after all along," he was walking into me again this time non stop watching me move.
"What are you talking about?" I began panicking as he stepped into me.
"You can't just give her what I've worked for Alex.." as he spoke I felt like shaking or throwing up, one of the two. "You can't just openly let her have what I've been trying to get for a very…" his hand landed against my thigh, and in that moment I damned myself for wearing a skirt. "Long time," his lips landed against mine before he locked our fingers together. We were in school, I could scream and someone would save me right? He pushed his tongue against my lips and I began squeezing his hands. He did the same to me and I whimpered in his grip, trying hard not to open my mouth for his waiting tongue. He pulled back a bit to stare at my eyes and that's when I let out a piercing scream. I could hear it echo and in that instant Nate slammed his fist against my head and I became dizzy. I could barley stand, all I felt was my head pounding as Shane yelled into the bathroom and both boys darted out. I shook against the wall where I sat trying to think about anything but the aching pain against my cheek.
The halls erupted in noise but no one stepped into the bathroom, and in that moment I cried. I let tears fall down from my eyes and whimpered out loud. My stomach was hurting, and some part of me still liked the presence of Nate, but after what he just did. I felt hurt, betrayed and somewhat broken. I cried through the first class until a boy walked into the bathroom and signaled a security guard from the hall to where I was. The man stared at me and contacted the principal and I sat on the floor covering my face. In my heart I wanted Mitchie to find me, but then in another part I wanted to lay there broken, lost. I didn't want anyone fighting over me, I was messing up everyone's lives. My parents, Nate's, Harper's, Mitchie's…when did I become the girl who broke hearts.
I was lead into the principal's office and when asked who did this to me I said Nate. But the man didn't believe me, he thought it was a stunt and I felt like dying. The principal didn't believe me. He called my parents, my dad was busy at work and didn't answer the phone and my dad's line was on hold for a while. I sat crying in the office until every class was over with and when I thought I couldn't let out any more tears they came out. I was told I still had detention for the fountain but the fire alarm would be ignored. I didn't have the strength to argue and as he lead me to the detention room I was looking for Mitchie, felling in some way that she should of knew to rescue me. For the first thirty minutes I was in the room myself and then Nate came. I was scared to see him, and that never happened before. I placed my head against my desk and closed my eyes as he sat in his seat. A teacher watched us which made me feel relieved but after five minutes the woman went to the bathroom.
I felt hands against my thigh, rising higher and higher up my skirt. I wanted to stop Nate, but I was scared of getting hit again. His hand ran across my inner thigh and I broke into tears again. I was saying over and over in my head "Mitchie save me," but in my stomach I felt as if she'd never come. His fingers squeezed my leg and as he trailed his hand up higher I swatted it away and moved to another desk. I didn't openly cry but tears were coming down my face. My mom wouldn't believe me if I told her this new bruise was from Nate, and I don't know if my dad would even process anything. I still had my phone in my pocket so I pulled it out and texted Mitchie but before I could send it Nate yanked my phone up and snapped it in two. I stood up and hit the boy across his arm with my fist.
"So you want to play rough?" he asked as he lunged towards me and I ran toward the room door. I was about to open it when Mitchie peered inside.
"Alex I was looking for…..you," she was shifting her eyes across my face. She rose her left hand up slowly and placed her fingers over my cheek before I felt the pulse of her heart. I mean I felt it beat from her touch. She stepped into the room and brushed some of my tears away with the back of her hand. I didn't want her to fight Nate, but I knew she wouldn't listen. I wrapped my arms around her and nudged my head into her shoulder as Nate stepped towards us.
"She's my girl, you can have sloppy seconds," Nate let out chuckling to himself as Mitchie kissed my sore cheek and pushed my off gently. I blocked the classroom door and took a deep breath. My heart was beating, but something about being in the room with Mitchie made me feel a bit better. She swung at Nate first missing before her punched her in the side. I cringed almost crying as the girl pulled on the boy's arm and slammed him against the teacher's desk before she used her fist to hit him in the face.
"You….like…hitting…girls….huh?" she asked him with each passing blow. The boy grabbed her fist the last time and almost hit her in the face but knocked his fist into her shoulder. Mitchie pulled back after hissing at the boy as he went back towards her. I looked away from them and out the window into the hall. No one was coming so I looked around the room and grabbed a science book. Mitchie was on the floor with Nate above her.
"Fine how about we play then," he ran his fingers up her shirt fast as she slammed her arms against his stomach. He sucked in air painfully but as he reached for her breast I hit him on the back of the head with the book before he hopped up and grabbed my wrist pushing my back into the chalk board. His lips fell against mine and I dropped the book trying to lift it before Mitchie punched his but I felt the pressure as well. He bit my bottom lip and as he pulled away to go back towards her I felt my lip bleeding, and the blood dripped on the floor. I made it over to some paper towels and held the paper up to my mouth as Mitchie knocked Nate against the floor. Her foot went against his side and I cringed each time she kicked him, as relief flooded through me. She stopped kicking him before she made it over to me. He stood up and Mitchie pulled my arm and we opened the classroom door and when we left into the hall Nate followed with rage in his eyes.
"SHANE!!!!" the boy yelled and his brother and two of their friends came out of no where. Nate slammed his fist against Mitchie's shoulder before I hit him.
"Stop, stop…leave her alone," I yelled as Nate grabbed my wrist and pulled me back as Mitchie stood. She came for the boy again but he placed me in front of him and Mitchie was so close to hitting me but she reacted and knocked her fist into a locker and pulled back in pain. I pushed Nate away from me as he joined his brother and friends and I walked into Mitchie studding her face. She was stretching her hand a bit.
"Mitch stop this," I whispered to her as her eyes came up to mine. The principal walked into the school building yelling at us as Nate and his brother and friends left. Mitchie was vulnerable and I could see it, but she wasn't the type of girl to cry.
"Hey, Alex what the hell was this?" I ignored the principal and made it with Mitchie outside. I left my car where it was and told the girl I'd drive her home. She didn't say anything the entire ride to her house and when we got there she hopped out angrily. I followed as her dad's eyes grew wide.
"WHAT THE FUCK? Who kicked some ass today?" Dave asked as Mitchie ignored him and went to her room.
"Dave, you're the only adult that will listen to me so…help me get rid of my ex…he has to be put in jail or something for what he did," I stated as the man placed a serious face on.
"What happened?"
"I'll tell you later," I left him there before making it into the room with Mitchie. I looked the door as I noticed the white sheets against her bed. "Good thing you're not bleeding," I let out as the girl ignored me. She was pacing her room and I knew it wasn't in her nature to cry but it seemed as if she was near it. I stepped into her and ran my fingers around her waist, under her jacket and locked my hands together a I laid my head against her shoulder. Her heart was still racing, and I needed a way to slow it down. I moved my hands slowly back towards her stomach before sliding my hands up to her shoulders and pushing her jacket off. She was staring at me before she pressed her lips against mine harshly. We were standing in the middle of the room so I pulled back and studied her face.
"Lay down," I told her. " I promise you I'll make you feel better," she listened to me before deciding to sit against the bed. I pushed her down a bit before climbing into her lap in a straddling position. I wasn't trying to push things far and from what Nate did, I wasn't going to think about anything really. I trailed my hands up to the top of her white button up and felt the ridges against the button. I plucked at it before trailing my fingers down and opening the first button. My legs were burning but I tried my best to ignore it. Mitchie was at a lost of what she should do, so to get the feeling of Nate off of me completely I pulled her hands into mine and kissed them. Then I slid her left hand against my thigh and then her right one. I was trying to see how much of this I could take without actually going too far too fast. I pushed myself up a bit against her before plucking against her next button.
"What are you doing?" she whispered.
"Trust me," I said before I could finally see her belly button. I placed my finger against it as her stomach caved in when she inhaled. I leaned into her, shifting a bit before kissing her stomach. She moved her hands off of me before she tapped my shoulders and I sat up against her once more. I made it one button at a time up her body until two remained. I was breathing hard, her skin hitting mine was driving me crazy and since we were both in skirts to date it was worse. I plucked the next button apart, getting a small glimpse of her white bra with a red trimming. I then moved the last one and opened her shirt slowly to the sides of her. I knew that was as far as I was going. I ran my fingers down her arms before out fingers connected and rose them slowly up towards her head before I bent into her and kissed her slowly.
I pulled back and let my lips sit a small inch apart.
"Thank you," I told her. I wasn't sure if she understood that I was thankful but her skin was hot. I sat back up, removing my hands and pulled my shirt over my head letting it fall to the floor. I laid back down against Mitchie and made her fingers wrap around me. Maybe it was awkward to some but to me, it made me feel amazing and connected to her, and I was happy.
Yeah so I write better at night, but I rarely write at night. But I'll try it again, but I think this story will be over soon. But "Crush" will be coming out, so yay. Please review, and thanks for reading.