Ah, we're getting so close to Mitchie's party now aren't we? I should hold you guys off for another chapter, I like making you wait. But any-who, enjoy. Thanks for the reviews, and yay you guys see my pain when writing the last chapter, love you guys for that. And I bring things into the light this chapter, so enjoy.

I could feel my neck throbbing. It would have been fine if it was any other place on my body that was feeling like this, but it wasn't. I stretched, staring at the bright white ceiling as the morning light covered Waverly. I could still clearly feel every touch from last night. I sat up, sighing before looking around my room. I would have to get dressed and go shopping with Teresa, or so my mom told me. I was going to have to make Alex pay for leaving two so called love bites against my stomach and neck. Especially my neck. I moved off my bed, going through my dressers, finding nothing but shorts, scarves and for some reason tank tops.

"Mom!" I moved into the hallway, pushing my hair over my shoulders as my mom stared at my fragile frame from her bed. She was reading the morning paper under her cover, with breakfast sitting on a tray next to her.

"Are you hungry?" She asked as I shook my head.

"Did you wash any of my clothes?"

"Aren't you getting a bit too old for me to be washing your things?"

"I don't know, maybe." I shook my head as she signaled to a basket near her television. "You're a life saver."

"All mothers are." She told me, as I grabbed the entire basket, pulling it out into the hall.

"Morning pumpkin." My dad shifted past me from the bathroom as I smiled up to him. "Wait."

"Yeah?"

"What's that on your neck?" I stood up straight, pushing my hair back in place.

"What's what now?"

"Mitchie." He moved my hair, leaning over my shoulder to stare at the mark before he poked it.

"DAD!" I didn't scream on purpose but there were just some things he shouldn't do. "Don't..touch it." I whispered, lifting my basket up again.

"A hickey Mitchie? Really?"

"It's a love bite dad, that's all." I pushed everything into my room, closing my door before running my fingers across the back of my neck. It was official, I was going to make Alex pay for this. I had two hickeys, to her one. I shook a bit, before pulling clothes out to find something to wear.

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Alex's P.O.V

I was dressed and ready to leave as I sat against my headboard. Justin came into my room, panting almost as I gazed at him clueless-ly. Mackenzie walked in behind him, pushing past and handing me a muffin.

"What's in your pants?" I ask my brother as he caught his breath.

"Key…you seen it?" He huffed out as I faced my dresser, I had forgotten to put it back last night.

"Oh, yeah. I found it on the floor downstairs. I knew it was yours because you showed me." I let him take the hey, as he quickly left. Mackenzie sat across from me biting into her own muffin.

"So is Conrad making plans for the studio?" I asked the girl. My heart was racing due to the fact that Mitchie's party was officially tomorrow, and tons had to be done before then.

"Trust me. He'll get you some studio time."

I bit into my muffin, forcing the contents to go down as I nervously shook my leg.

"Are you okay?"

"Do I look okay?" I asked Mackenzie as she shook her head, setting her muffin on the bed next to her. She used both her hands to hold down my folded legs.

"Alex, chill. It'll be fine."

"Yeah well I've never done anything like this before." I could feel myself wanting to shake again, but Mackenzie was determined to keep her hands pressed against my legs.

"It'll be fine." She pulled back, standing on her knees and walking into me. I watched her before she pushed the few loose strands of hair that fell from my ponytail behind my ear.

"What are you doing?" I whispered, as she scoffed.

"Trying to cheer you up dummy."

"No thank you." I slid off the bed, pulling my phone into my hand, and placing both my muffin and Mackenzie's on the night stand.

"Oh come on. What do you think I'll do?"

"The more you ask that, the worse things feel, so stop saying it."

"Its reasonable that you're high strung. I mean, its not everyday that you get to propose to your girlfriend." Mackenzie sat against her legs as I glanced into the hallway.

"You can't just say these things aloud. Only my brother and you guys know this."

"I know, I know, but you made me a part of this and Mitchie doesn't even like me. Its progress." She said smiling, as I rolled my eyes, bouncing on my heels. "Besides your mom and dad knows. Its just getting her parents to know right?"

"My mom and dad know nothing." I told Mackenzie as she stared at me confused.

"You lie. Then what other secrets are you letting out tomorrow if purposing isn't the only one?" The girl was waiting for me to say anything as I walked over to her.

"Didn't I just say to keep it down?"

"I'm sorry, but…you have a lot of secrets."

"But there none of your business, so keep quiet."

"Sure thing chief." The girl saluted me as Max ran into the room, falling against my bed before sighing. I looked away from my brother and out the window, watching Justin and Harper pull off in my dad's truck.

"I feel so sick." I told the two in the room as Max grabbed one of the muffins and bit into it.

"Yeah well," he said in a muffled voice, "this is a forever thing that you're doing. I couldn't do it." He took a few deep breaths as my mom knocked on the wall and stepped in.

"Ready?" She asked me.

"Yeah. But mom, I think I should tell you something, because if I don't, I'll lose my mind tomorrow with all of this coming out fresh." My mom studied me, nodding before we both left my room.

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Mitchie's P.O.V

I began walking towards an ice-cream truck that stopped on the next block over. The song was so catchy and childish that I had to get a scoop of vanilla. I told my mom I wouldn't be long, as I went around the corner, spotting a man handing the frozen treats out to kids. I stepped over towards the truck, ordering my scoop as blonde hair passed me. And when I said that, I meant it. Inside the truck a blonde girl handed me my ice-cream and I noticed it was Claire.

"Hi." She smiled, as I plucked the treat from her hand.

"You work on here?" I asked her.

"Yeah right. My dad's brother, not my uncle, his sons run this thing. It's a part-time job."

"Oh," I was confused.

"Nice of me running into you."

"It is?"

"Yeah. Alex told me it'd be okay to come to your little thing tomorrow, and I just wanted to check with you, because if she says its okay, I'm usually worried."

"How did she invite you?" I rose my eyebrow, licking the ice-cream before it tempted to fall against my cone, and soon my hand.

"E-mail."

"Oh."

"So tomorrow night at the Towers, I'll see you there." The girl smiled, waving goodbye to me before sitting next to some guy. He signaled another person to drive, and so they left within seconds, with a melody following them. I wondered why would Alex invite Claire when she hated her and didn't trust her. And what about the Towers? Was it the hotel that she was speaking of? I retraced my steps home before I spotted my mom plucking at her flowers. Kelly, the next door neighbor was giggling and talking to her. I made it over to them, hovering over my mother's flower bed as she worked.

"Mitchie we were just talking about you. The school sent a letter in the mail." My mom seemed happy.

"What school?"

"Magnum, the school you're taking your pre-courses from." I had totally let school fall into the deep space of my mind.

"Oh." I said, trying to shake off my cluelessness. "I hope I can get my class courses schedules closer to home, or maybe online." I walked into the house, finding the letter on the sofa, opened. My mom was always like this, nosy and in everyone's business. I pulled the letter out as best as I could from its envelope, trying my best to hold onto my ice-cream cone. The paper did indeed have a list of classes filled out for me, I just had to choose three to take in the fall.

"Mitchie! Alex called, she's on her way." My dad was calling me from the kitchen. I nodded as if he could see me before I sat down. The letter was very detailed, and too boring at the moment to glance over any longer. I could hear my mother and Kelly talking outside. It wasn't really eves-dropping if they spoke loud enough for me to hear them.

"Well Justin called me the other day. You know Alex's brother, and he asked me for a few things. I was wondering what he wanted these items for but I think it'll be Mitchie's decision. She'll be eighteen, she can make her own choices." My mom was losing me in her conversation, what was she talking about?

"Well Alex has always protected Mitchie, and I don't put it past the girl. I'm glad her brother is doing this for them." Kelly's shadow came over the window and spooked me, so I quickly shot out of my seat and into the dining room. I couldn't hear anything else, but what were they talking about? What was Justin doing for Alex and I?

"Sweetie?"

"Dad, don't do that." I hit his arm before he glanced into the living room.

"I remember when you didn't want me to eves-drop on you."

"Dad that's different, they're being so loud."

"Mitchie, stop it." My dad gave me a gentle smile as I sighed, nodding before running my fingers through my hair.

"I hope Alex comes soon, I'm so bored."

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Alex's P.O.V

My mom was driving towards the Torres home as I took a deep breath, facing her before speaking.

"So you know how I asked you and dad to help with this party?" My question was easy and straight forward.

"Yes." My mom nodded.

"Well this party is more then a birthday party."

"You told me it was for something dealing with you and Mitchie's relationship as well. Your dad, brother and I are well prepared for whatever it is." My mom went around a corner as I nodded.

"Okay then. Well I want to ask Mitchie to marry me." My words were shaky at first, before I finished the sentence. My mom faced me, about to giggle, I could see it in her expression, but she stopped. He eyes went back to the road, and then to me, before she shook her head, slowly moving out of traffic and parking. "Ta-da." I said, shaking my hands as she focused on me.

"You're talking about marriage at eighteen?"

"Mom I…"

"Its okay Alex." She leaned forward, pressing her chin into the steering wheel before smiling. "I guess Justin's gift is more useful to you then your father's and mine."

"So you aren't mad?" I asked as she pulled back laughing.

"Mad? Honey no. You're a very mature woman. And you're everything a mother could want in a daughter, but are you sure that you're ready for this? And is Mitchie?"

"I want Mitchie to be ready, but if she's not. I'll wait for her to be." My eyes never faltered from my mom's as she pulled me into her.

"Your father and I will give you our blessings, and we'll stand behind you the entire way."

"But the thing is, I don't want to marry her now…but I do want to propose to her, and wait." The cars passing ours shook the vehicle a few times as my mom nodded.

"That's a plan too. And all of this is going to happen tomorrow?"

"Yeah." I nodded as my mom hugged me one last time.

"Well at least I'm glad that you're wearing a dress then."

"Ew, mom no." I whined as she drove towards Mitchie's once more. Dresses were like the evil of all evils, if you were wearing one yourself it was horrible, breezy and so freaking girly. But if you had an amazing girlfriend to stare at like me, it was totally fine. Once my mom stopped in front of Mitchie's she noticed Kelly and Connie just as I did.

"I'll talk to them a bit, you go and get Mitchie." My mom informed me as I nodded, both of us climbing from the car. It didn't take me long to walk into the Torres' home after waving to Connie and Kelly. Mitchie had her head covered in her arms as she laid against the dining room table. She was dressed in a white sundress, with sandals to match, and her hair seemed to still be slightly curled from last night. I did my best to tip toe over to the girl, not making a sound. Next to her was the bottom of an ice-cream cone, she hated that part. I had to hold back my snickering as I walked behind her, wrapping one arm around her waist, and leaning over her, so my cheek was pressed into hers.

"What cha' doing?" I asked as Mitchie opened her eyes.

"Lexi?"

"No, it's the tooth fairy."

"Whatever." She giggled as I pulled back to kiss her cheek. I plucked her hair away from her ear as she took a deep breath.

"What's Kelly doing outside?" I asked as she shrugged under me.

"But do you know what your brother is up to? Because I heard my mom tell Kelly that he asked her for something, but I'm not sure what."

I kissed Mitchie's cheek again before pulling away and sitting in the seat next to her. The house was slightly warm, almost the temperature outside, which was rare since the Torres' loved the cool air.

"I don't know what Justin's up to, but Harper is in it with him. Oh yeah, I forgot to say something corny, you look like a fallen angel from heaven. So perfect and beautiful."

"Compliment taken, I think." Mitchie stretched, gazing over to the large window before she faced me. "Is your mom here?"

"Yeah, she's outside. We're going dress shopping."

"Dress shopping? You don't wear dresses."

"I know. Don't remind me." I stood up once I saw Chris in the doorway. He was whisking something in a bowl.

"Good afternoon Alex." He said to me as I waved.

"Hey."

"What did you do to my daughter last night?" He narrowed his eyes at me as Mitchie bit her bottom lip.

"That's an awkward question."

"Yeah, but you see," he walked over to Mitchie. "I saw that." He pushed some of her hair around before I giggled.

"I think she fell on something." I almost caused myself to laugh when saying that.

"She fell?"

"Yeah, I tried to catch her but, it didn't quite work out." I finally let myself snicker as Mitchie stood up, grabbing my hand.

"We'll see you later dad." She waved to him as I did the same. I wanted to laugh extremely loud but Mitchie continued to squeeze my fingers whenever a little sound came from me. So I decided to whine, since she had a tight grip on me.

"Come on, let my hand go like that."

"No, because you see what you did?" She uncovered the mark on her neck before replacing her hair. "You did that."

"I know I did, and I liked it." We stepped outside as Mitchie stopped…facing me as I almost knocked into her. We were just an inch or two apart as she looked up at me. I could hear the women next to the garden grow quiet. "Okay I'll take abuse over awkwardness any day." I told Mitchie as she nodded, tugging me along to my mom's car.

"Mitchie don't hurt my baby." My mom called to her.

"Oh I won't Mrs. Russo, its just a little lesson."

"Well make it a bruise-less one please."

My mom was so caring of me, I loved her for it. And here was my girlfriend pulling me into the backseat with her before she released my hand. I narrowed my eye son the girl, stretching my fingers as Mitchie brushed her hair over her ear.

"So violent. Sometimes I think you enjoy hurting me."

"Oh I do Alex, very much."

"I know you do." I laid against the seat as my mom walked to the car. She climbed in looking back at Mitchie and I before we both put on a fake smile. It was the same thing we did when we were younger. We'd time each other to smile at the same time, just to creep my mom out.

"Okay, so we're on our way to the mall." Once my mom refaced the front, Mitchie poked my side with her index finger.

"Stop that you evil, evil, girlfriend." I watched Mitchie's face as she smiled at me.

"I'm evil now?"

"Yup." I nodded, folding my arms like I use to do when I was mad as a child.

"Aw, I'm sorry."

"No you aren't."

"Yes I am." Mitchie nodded, leaning into me, before she kissed my lips. I stood still before she moved back.

"You're still not sorry." I faced the window giggling as she poked my lower back. I quickly refaced her and tapped her hand. "Okay Mitchie, that was a one time thing…don't do that." My words caused her to put on a devious smile.

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Mitchie's P.O.V

Teresa was working with Alex to pick a dress in some small store within the mall. I could see people staring into the window watching me as if I was something on auction. I didn't mind it much I suppose, my so called fame would soon cease to be, and I would be normal Mitchie all over again. The small group outside seemed to grow a bit more with every few minutes we stayed inside.

"Teresa. I think we need to hurry up." I watched as she faced me and the window before she returned to Alex. "I'll be getting some ice-cream in the food court." I called over to the woman as Alex pouted. Her mom was putting dress after dress up to her, before pushing her into the changing room. I walked out of the store, as a few of the people began following me. It was a eerie type of feeling. Thank goodness that the food court was just a few steps away. I spotted Claire once more, this time standing in line for the same reason I was. I should have been weirded out, but Waverly is small, you're bound to pass the same people at least twice in a day.

"Hi Claire." I tapped the girl's shoulder as she faced me.

"Hi Mitchie, what are you doing here?"

"Getting a dress for tomorrow."

"You'll be eighteen right?" She asked, smiling hard as I nodded. "I can't wait for your party, I haven't been to one of yours since freshmen year."

"Yeah, I know." I nodded as we moved a bit forward. More people came into line behind us, mostly the kids that were following me.

"So, what kind of gift do you want? You are turning eighteen."

"I don't know. I'm not big on gifts."

"You should be. Oh, as an early birthday gift, I'll buy your ice-cream."

"No, that's okay."

"It wasn't a question." She told me, before she placed her fingers between mine, pulling me along with her up to the counter. I felt her fingers squeezing mine a bit as I tried to ignore it. The guy behind the counter smiled at us, asking for what we'd like to have before pushing the buttons in. Claire tugged me along with her to the next window as I sighed.

"Can I have my hand back?" I asked as she glanced at our fingers, smiling.

"Sure thing, sorry." She pulled away, grabbing our ice-cream and handing me mine. "Don't get fat off this stuff. This is your second ice-cream helping today." She slid her spoon into my cup, scoping up the cream topping before waving goodbye to me.

"Great, I like the cream." I pouted, retracing my steps back to Alex and her mom.

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Alex's P.O.V

I stood in front of the changing room mirror, glancing at the dress my mom chose for me. It was a strapless baby-blue dress, above the knee, with a price tag that I wouldn't dare pay for. I took it off, changing back into my top and jeans before handing the dress over.

"I want this one, so can we go now?" I asked as my mom nodded. I looked towards the door for Mitchie but she wasn't there, so I followed my mom to the register. I was glad that I was leaving a room full of dresses, they weren't my thing, and I doubt they'd ever be.

"Alex can you go and get Mitchie from the food court?"

"Yeah, anything to get out of here." I passed a few clothes racks, here and there before walking out and turning to my right, knocking into a cup against my stomach.

"Aw, Alex." Mitchie whined as I looked at her. She was eating on some vanilla ice-cream with sprinkles and nuts on top.

"Share." I grabbed her spoon, dipping into the treat before eating it. My mom walked out, holding the dress over her arm as she tapped Mitchie's shoulder.

"Okay its your turn. What store would you like a dress from?"

"I'm getting a dress?" She asked as my mom nodded.

"Do you want to try the store at the end of the hall?"

"Sure." She shrugged as my mom made the first move into that direction. "Alex give me my spoon back," I said, holding out my hand.

"Fine," I handed it back to Mitchie before sliding my finger into her ice-cream. "I don't need a spoon to eat this stuff."

Yeah I'm making the day before Mitchie's birthday party go slow, what are you going to do about it? I'm kidding, don't smite me, I love you guys, I also love these past few reviews more then the previous ones, although all of them are amazing. You guys make me smile, and I'm starting to sound like a cracked broken record, but thank you.

And since you guys now know that Alex is proposing to Mitchie, I hope you guys enjoy what's coming up next. And just so you guys know, remember that the story is called Crush, so one more big drama scene, but trust me, we'll all live through it.