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CHAPTER 3
LET'S MAKE SOME MEMORIES

"Good morning, Mrs. Street," Alex smiled when the door opened.

"Oh, Alex," Jason's mother greeted her with a big hug. "I heard you came back."

"Good news spreads fast, bad news even faster," Alex laughed as she closed the door.

"Don't be silly. Why would it be bad that you're back?"

Alex knew Mrs. Street was just polite. Though she never judged Alex or Tim, she was fully aware people in Dillon didn't like the two kids very much.

"Is Jason home?" Alex asked.

"He's sleeping," Mrs. Street answered.

"Well, then I think he deserves a real Sawyer raising," Alex grinned and headed to Jason room.

"Good morning, Jason Street," Alex shouted as she jumped on Jason.

"What?" Jason looked surprised.

Alex laughed. She sat on Jason and watched his face as he tried to wake up and she burs into laughter.

"Alex," Jason groaned, his eyes still closed.

"Are you happy to see me?" she asked cheerfully.

"No," Jason answered and put a pillow on his head.

"Hey, come on. You can't sleep. I'm here," Alex hit him on the shoulder.

"You're still a bullying witch, Alex," Jason said.

"Okay, well I can go if you want," Alex started out with fake hurt in her voice.

"And you're still a drama queen. But I missed you," Jason smiled.

"Oh, and?" Alex turned back.

"And I'm begging you to stay," Jason rolled his eyes.

"Well, in that case I'm considering staying despite your rude behavior," Alex said as she hopped back to the bed next to Jason.

"That's very nice of you, Alex," Jason laughed.

"What can I say? I'm just such a kindhearted person," Alex grinned.

"Sure you are."

Mrs. Street sent Alex and Jason to buy some things for dinner. She decided to make Alex's favorite menu to celebrate her homecoming. Alex was glad she was still welcomed at the Streets' house. There weren't many people she could count on but the Streets were one of them.

Alex and Jason talked about everything: Jason being paralyzed, life in New York, Lyla and Tim.

"Isn't she that Sawyer girl?" an old woman looked at Alex at the grocery.

"Yes, she is. I heard she came back. Supposedly she's running from police," the other woman answered as she watched Alex and Jason scornfully.

"Sorry. Some things are never change," Jason rolled his eyes.

"Never mind. I missed it," Alex waved at him.

"Did you?" Jason looked at her surprised.

"Sure. I mean, in New York nobody knows nobody. But in Dillon, I'm still that Sawyer girl. And I'm running from the law. You can be my Clyde," she laughed.

The rest of the day went nicely. Alex helped Mrs. Street in the kitchen. Jason and Alex also watched football on TV, teased each other and laughed until tears started to roll.

"So what do you say we go get Timmy and make some memories tonight?" Alex asked Jason after they finished dinner.

"That I don't like when you and Timmy make memories 'cause they never end up well," Jason answered.

"Don't be such an old lady. You know you want to. I'm fun," Alex grinned at him.

"Fine," Jason sighed.

"I'm glad I didn't have to use force. It would be a shame to hurt that pretty face," Alex said as she placed a kiss on Jason's cheek.

"Lexy," Billy greeted Alex with a huge grin as she entered the house.

"Hey, Billy," Alex hugged him.

"Wow, you've grown up, girl," Billy said as he looked over at her, his eyes stopping on her chest.

"Ah, you are just like your brother," Alex groaned. "By the way, where is he? Jason's waiting in the car."

"I'm here," Tim said as he left his room. "You're so loud you wake the dead."

"You'd better be awake because we're going out. Come on," Alex started to pull Tim out of the house.

"Sorry, old man, you aren't invited. This is a young party," Alex laughed at Billy before she closed the door.

Alex was right about the fun part. They talked about old memories and the mess they always made together. It was a great night. Alex didn't want anything more than getting back her friends and she really enjoyed sharing old memories with them.

"For being a waste. Cheers," Alex said and drank another shot of tequila.

Jason and Tim watched in disbelief how much Alex drank. She drank tequila like it was water.

"That's going to kill ya, Sawyer," Tim said when Alex light a cigarette.

"Then what?" she rolled her eyes. "Oh, that's one of my fave song," she screamed as "Cherry Pie" by Warrant started to play.

"Turn it up," she said to the bartender.

Alex started to dance to the music. Jason and Tim looked around worriedly. The bar was full of men and Alex already had their attention.

By the middle of the song, she was dancing on the counter. Every eye was on Alex. Her long legs coiled around the pole between the ceiling and the counter and her black hair flew with her as she spinned around.

Tim watched Alex with huge eyes. He swallowed hard as Alex's body swayed in time with the music.

"Tim," Jason looked at him. "Tim," he yelled at Tim.

"What?" Tim asked, his eyes still on Alex.

"Don't," Jason said.

Tim moved his gaze to Jason like he didn't know what his friend was talking about.

"Don't even think about it," Jason protested.

Instead of answering, Tim just smirked, causing Jason rolling his eyes.

"I'm serious, Tim," Jason said again.

"Fine. I got it," Tim answered.

"Thank you so much. You are an amazing audience," Alex bowed as the song finished.

"Let's get her home," Tim said as he looked around and saw a whole bar of men waiting to get Alex.

"Come on, Sawyer, we're going," Tim started to pull out Alex.

"It was nice to meet you guys," Alex waved as they left the bar.

Alex could barely walk so she leant on Tim's shoulder.

"There's my car," she pointed to her car when she realized they weren't going in the right direction.

"I'll take you home," Tim said as he stopped to get his keys.

"I can drunk. No. Wait. I can drive. Yeah! That's it. See, I can even speak," Alex grinned proudly.

"Hey, watch me. I can also walk the line. Walk the line, that's an awesome song. Also, a great film. Joaquin Phoenix is yummy," she giggled as she tried to walk next to Tim's truck.

"Did she say yummy?" Jason asked, laughing.

"I think she did. You stay with me tonight," Tim said and pulled Alex to the truck.

"Oh, like in the old times when you didn't run after Miss Perfection like a pathetic puppy?"

"Yeah, like that," Tim sighed as he closed the door.

"She's drunk. She didn't mean it," Jason said as he saw the hurt on Tim's face.

"Garrity won't be happy about it," Alex giggled again.

"She did," Tim answered.