A/N : Alright Chapter 2 is on! I got a new computer so I can finally start writing again. I'm only gonna say this one more time. I DO NOT own any of the Disney Characters whether from WOWP or Camp Rock. I only own the ones I make up. I DO NOT own any of the restaurants or makes of cars either. I hope you guys like it. New features and other reminders

Words in quotes and italics are music lyrics being played

Words in quotes and bold are text messages

Words in quotes alone are spoken word.

And this chap is rated M for mild Language.

Chapter Two: Double Crossed

Alex Russo looked at the clock again for the fourth…no fifth time during her math class. As much as she was doing better in school, her least favorite subject of ALL time would be math.

"Remember an imaginary number is really negative 1 so it is a real number" her math teacher Mrs. Kim spoke in her high-pitched voice. As much as Alex hated math, she did love Mrs. Kim for her quarks. Her bright colored tops and brown short pants which everyone who had her called shants. She was only 5 feet tall so as a pointer she always carried her handy yardstick.

Her make up never really went well with her face and her hair was always tousled and frizzy. Alex leaned towards her friend Macy who sat next to her and whispered,

"I swear this imaginary number crap is driving me CRAZY."

Macy smiled and whispered back "dude I know but we only got like 5 minutes left till lunch".

Mrs. Kim turned around quickly slapping her yardstick on their desks.

"Miss. Russo what must be so important that you must ruin my lecture on imaginary numbers?" she said in a sweet yet intense voice.

"Well…" Alex struggled to find a good excuse to tell her teacher. "…Mrs. Kim since we all did really good on our math pop quiz today I was thinking we could get out early for lunch." She ended on a higher pitch than when she started.

"That…" Mrs. Kim inhaled deeply, "is a great idea Miss. Russo. I think it would be an adequate reward." She said with a smile putting her trusty yardstick by her desk.

"Students you are free to go" and before she could finish the immense sound of backpacks being unzipped and papers being shuffled filled the room.

"All right Russo!" a student said as he walked out of class.

"yeah nice job Russo" another commented

Alex smiled to herself as she picked put her math book into one of the cabinets. "I'll see you tomorrow Macy?" she said turning back to say goodbye to her friend.

"Fo' sho." She said back walking away towards the art building. Alex kept walking towards the Science wing of the Math and Science building where her best friend Mitchie had Chemistry Class. She quickly pulled out her iPhone and text her saying:

"Hey I got out of class early I'll wait for you outside your class."

Alex had 4 minutes left and decided to go to the bathroom quickly to freshen up. She walked inside taking some lip-gloss out of her bag applying some to her lips. Alex fixed her long brown locks making sure they weren't to clumped together. She was pretty happy with her outfit today. She had a red and black strapless tunic and a pair of black skinny jeans. Accessorized perfectly with some necklaces and bracelets. And of course finishing it off with a pair of dark red converse. She started walking back towards Mitchies class when the bell rang for lunch time. The click of door latches opening filled the quiet halls.

"Mitchie!" Alex yelled as she saw Mitchie looking around the halls for her.

"hey why'd you get out of class early? I barely got your text before the bell." She said putting her blackberry back into her back pocket.

"well you know me always thinking on my toes, I asked Mrs. Kim if we could leave early and she said yes so…" she said with a smile walking with Mitchie out towards the parking lot.

"nice…" she started as she took her truck keys out of her pocket. "Sadly Mr. Waltz isn't as cool. I can't wait till choir." The sound of her alarm turning off was heard as she put her things in the truck bed.

"yeah…I know he's just soo…." Alex started doing the same and putting her backpack in the truck bed securing it to the basket in there.

"dorky?" Mitchie finished with a small laugh.

"yeah exactly!" Alex laughed along. "Are the twins meeting us for lunch?" she asked hopping into the truck.

"yeah they should be there by now since they had a free period before lunch." Mitchie said starting the engine of her ford truck. They loved that the rules about it being an open campus for seniors had changed. It was perfect since their school was right in the middle of the best food in town. They had a plaza that had Yuri's Sushi, Taco Bell, and Pizza Hut just a mile from there and another plaza that had ice cream, Authentic Mexican food, Chinese, and sandwiches.

Luckily today was a simple day and the best friends decided to head to taco bell to meet their other friends. When they got there, there were other seniors already eating their meals. Alex quickly spotted the twins after entering and sat down at their table.

"hey guys how was free period?" Mitchie asked sitting near the window while Alex sat near the aisle.

"Great" one of the twins, Eric, said with a smile. His identical twin Sam sat next to him munching on one of his crunchy tacos. They both had the same dirty blonde hair and green eyes with light complexions. Although their dress sense was totally different. Eric wore his gray beanie the small curls of his shaggy hair peering underneath. His DC shirt was purple and green with dark blue jeans and DC shoes to match. He looked like he just stepped out of a Rob Dyrdek skating video.

Sam on the other hand had looked like he stepped out of a famous rap video with his San Francisco Giants hat slightly askew his short hair barely showing. He had a white t-shirt, which said "Blood Money" with stacks of 100-dollar bills at the hem with spatters of blood. He had baggy jeans and red and white Jordans.

Strangely different, yet pretty perfect Mitchie thought to herself.

"We ended up just doing a couple of laps in the pool. Coach said we should practice." Sam said wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"That's cool, I'll be right back gonna order something…did you want anything Mitchie?" Alex got up taking her money out of her purse. "It's on me this time you got the sandwiches last time."

"No I'm good." Mitchie said, " plus the cheese is gonna make my voice all phlegmy for the try out. I got an apple in my bag."

Alex shrugged and went up to the counter, "hi" she said happily looking up at the menu.

"hello, what can I get for jou." The lady behind the counter said in her Spanish accent.

"yeah…can I get…a Baja steak Chalupa…and a cheesy beefy melt…" Alex said, her mouth watering just at the thought of her food.

"jes…wan Chalupa and a cheesy beefy mel…." The worker said entering the order into her computer "is gonna be 4.89"

Alex hander her a 5 dollar bill and walked to the side and waited for her food. And that's when it happened…High School Royalty just entered the building.

Alex felt like everything came to a slow; she could hear every crunch nacho and every flap of wings that the flies in the room made. It was kinda like the scene in that vampire movie where the guy walks in and it's all in slow motion. Alex thought it was like that.

Anthony Roman and his group of other jocks and cheerleaders walked into the Taco Bell. His dark auburn hair perfectly fixed like James Dean in Rebel Without A Cause. He was wearing his royal blue plaid shirt and his letterman jacket over it. He came in with his best friend Andrew Santos who was the second most popular guy in school behind Anthony.

They walked in laughing about something and Anthony walked over to Eric who had just finished his tray of nachos.

"Hey Eric how was P.E?" Anthony asked taking the seat behind him at the next table.

"The same, Ms. Jimenez made us play soccer again." Eric said looking at him. As much as he hated those jock types who thought they were better than everyone else, Anthony was actually one of the normal ones. He didn't have anything against him, but mostly because he knew what it was like to be a jock since him and Sam were on the swim team and the water polo team. Not as popular as football or baseball, which were Anthony's main go to sports. But still very jock like.

"that sucks…but even worse news I got my schedule switched around cause of baseball. Now I got English for 6th period and P.E for 7th." He shrugged looking him.

"Man that blows…you were like the best one on our team for every sport we did." Eric answered back as he stood to go throw away his food wrappers. Anthony looked towards the door and saw his girlfriend Gigi Hollingsworth walked in with Andrew's current "girlfriend" Tess Tyler.

Alex heard her number get called and she grabbed her tray walking towards her table next to Mitchie. She looked down at her food anticipating the deliciousness that was about to come.

Anthony stood up to get in line…unfortunately he accidently crossed in front of Alex who was right besides Gigi. Alex's Baja Blast drink fell over on top of GiGi's new jeans. Fortunately they fell at her legs and not between them.

"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?" Gigi screamed stepping out of the now puddle of Mountain Dew Baja Blast. Alex was in shock, but mostly because she was happy to see her chalupa and cheesy beefy melt weren't ruined. She didn't care much about Gigi since she had scrutinized her since...forever.

"It's my fault G, really I should have looked where I was going." Anthony said picking up the cup from the ground. "do you guys have a mop I can borrow?" he asked the workers behind the counter.

"hol on wan second" the woman said taking an order from another customer.

"babe it's not your fault it's probably Alex's fault again, you're gonna by me some knew jeans RUSSO. These are SEVEN jeans they cost more than your whole closet!" she growled at her.

"you got it now Russo, your such a dumbass." Tess said putting her hand on her hip standing watching the altercation.

"that's my friend you idiot." Mitchie said standing up next to Alex.

"Ladies, Ladies, calm down, look lunch is on me if you guys just sit down enjoy your food, and personally I love Baja chalupas so let's all just calm down." Andrew stood up separating the two pairs of girls.

"G, it was my fault, they're just jeans. I'll get you new ones okay?" Anthony said but on the inside he really didn't mean it. He absolutely HATED Gigi for being so superficial. He couldn't say it was because she was rich, because he was pretty well off as well, and he didn't like the same things or act the same way as her. He thought maybe it's because he had started working for himself at a young age, or because he had more responsibility.

"Anthony, it was her fault and they aren't JUST JEANS, they're seven." She was about to smack him in the chest. But he caught her arm before it made contact, his hand encircling her wrist.

"I told you, that I'll buy you new ones G it's not Alex's fault." He said sternly throwing her hand down to her side.

Alex again was in shock, he knew her name she thought. She had had the biggest crush on him since freshman year, before he got all-popular and a football/baseball jock.

"fine…Tess, we're leaving" she said walking outside rambling loudly about the whole fiasco. Tess just shook her head her arms crossed walking towards her custom new Mercedes.

"I'm really sorry about that Alex, really it wasn't your fault, let me buy you another drink." He said with a small smile, his dark blue eyes burning holes through her.

"really it's okay Anthony, it's just a soda." Alex was being modest because nothing is better than a nice cool Baja Blast and a chalupa.

"are you kidding?" Andrew, who was checking out Mitchie, protested "a Baja chalupa and its fiery goodness sauce without a Baja blast? Are you crazy or something? It's like party in your mouth."

Mitchie giggled slightly at his ode to the Baja blast. But turned to look at Alex who was still lost in Anthony's eyes.

"I guess…" she replied starting to unwrap her cheesy beefy melt. The worker behind the counter finally came with the mop and started to mop up the mess when Anthony said he would do it since it was his fault. Alex still watched him casually. She like that he was so humble and easygoing. Unlike Gigi who was so arrogant and high strung.

Anthony walked over to the counter giving the worker the mop back and ordering two Baja chalupas and a nachos supreme for himself and two soda's. He filled one up with Baja Blast and the other up with a mix of Baja blast and dr. pepper.

"there you go…im really sorry about Gigi. I know you two don't have the best of history. I think she just needs some therapy or something" he laughed slightly looking at Alex with a smile. As much as he was loyal to Gigi, he couldn't help but be attracted to Alex. The way her hair was always perfectly done or the way her hair just always seemed to fall in the right place. The way her dark eyes just seemed so curious and deep. If he could have, he would have asked Alex out instead of Gigi. But sadly, him and Gigi had been going out since Sophomore year, when he was younger and slightly stupid.

"yeah I know…we're not exactly best friends…or friends really, but it's okay. Thank you for the soda." She said shyly.

Mitchie took out her Blackberry and started to send a text to Alex.

"stop drooling. " she smiled and pressed send.

Alex felt her iPhone vibrate in her pocket and she reached to see it she turned towards Mitchie and kicked her playfully under the table.

"anyways…" Sam said in his deep voice, "what about you Andrew? Where were you during English?"

"I was with ms. Savage, I got my classes switched around too because of baseball since I usually had Math 6th and Chemistry seventh. Now I got Choir and P.E Can you believe it? Choir." He said with huff, "dude I can't even sing."

"choirs not that bad" Mitchie said "as long as you could hold a note you should be okay."

Mitchie knew Andrew was a total womanizer. Rumor had it that he had slept with 6 different girls since freshman year. And his current girlfriend was Tess, her number one rivalry of all time. Especially in choir.

"Yeah for you, you probably have a good voice. I'm not a singer, I'm a rapper." Andrew bragged. It was true, he was. And a very good one at that. He spit rhymes like no one's business.

"we gotta get going" Eric said looking at his watch. They had another 20 minutes left till lunch was over and class started. So the group stood up and walked out to their cars. Alex smiled at Anthony once last time and spoke "thanks again Anthony."

"no problem." He smiled back getting in the car with Andrew who was finishing his burrito.

"bro. stop eye fucking her seriously, it's just sad." Andrew spoke crudely.

"yeah. I could say the same thing about you and Mitchie." He answered starting his Camaro.

"well…you know I was throwin my best game." Andrew said popping his collar.

"Your freakin stupid man." Anthony laughed going in reverse and then driving towards the school again.

Alex kept listening to Mitchie in the car on the way back about how Andrew probably thought that she was into him and what not. But all Alex could thing about was Anthony and his adoring eyes.

POST A/N: whoa I don't think I've ever written a chapter that long. But anyways hope you liked it. I love reviews. And some of you may be thinking, "oh you totally described the worker at taco bell stereotypically." But no. I didn't. I went to taco bell the other day and that's exactly how she spoke. I even ordered the same thing.