Yes I realize it's extremely short, so I apologize. However, I was watching Sonny with a chance earlier, and it really boggles me how Demi can be so cute and hot at the same time. I mean how does she pull that off? Sorry random thought, that is all.

Alex's POV
I sat in the middle row of the audience waiting for the concert to begin. I was so excited, I really wanted to see just how great Mitchie was. Maybe when I get up I can convince her that she's good enough for a record deal. There were millions of people gathered in a huge stadium waiting anxiously for their idol to come out on stage. The stadium suddenly went pitch black signaling the show was about to start. Right when they turned back on, the band that had been on stage started playing and out of nowhere some fat guy came and sat right on me. Sure he went right through, but seriously! That was completely disturbing. I got up and looked around for another empty seat. I didn't find one, so I got an Idea. I took off my jacket and spread my wings. I flew up onto the stage and nestled myself on the side of the stage. From here was probably the best view. I could see her up close and I didn't have to be backstage. I didn't really feel like trying to get my wings back in so I just kept them out. They were starting to cramp anyways.
The music picked up and a tune I had never heard before came on. The audience cheered like crazy, going completely wild. Then suddenly Mitchie came running out singing into a mic.
How does she know that you love her
How do you show her you love her
How does she know that you really really truly love her

It's not enough to take the one you love for granted
You must remind her or she'll be inclined to say
She sounded amazing. Her voice was probably my favorite sound just talking, now that I heard what she can sing, i'm blown away. She pranced around the stage singing the rest of the song when she came closer to me. I knew that she could actually make contact with me, I think it has to do with her being able to see me, so I backed up a little when she still hadn't noticed me. I flattened myself against the wall and to my relief she went towards the other side of the stage. I sighed a breath of relief still not believing that she still hadn't seen me. The song finished and I watched her eyes scan the crowd as she introduced herself. It was like she was looking for someone as she spoke.
"Okay everyone, If you know this, sing along!" she yelled into the mic as music started up again.
Don't walk away like you always do, this time.
Baby, you're the only thing that's been on my mind.
Ever since you left, I've been a mess
(You won't answer your phone)
She made it back to the side of the stage where I was, but this time she turned her head and saw me. She let out a yelp in surprise, but quickly continued singing trying to ignore the fact that she had technically slipped up. She went on with the song really getting into it, she was really rocking the stage.
I watched the next four performances in awe of her amazing talent. Now that she knew I was there, she didn't come as close anymore, and she would glance over every now and then. Soon the concert was over and she thanked the audience before running off stage, but not before discreetley grabbing my hand and pulling me along with her. She stopped running when we got backstage, but we kept going in a hurried manor to her dressing room. Once inside she locked the door once again and then went and plopped down on her couch, panting and sweating.
"Could you give a girl a warning when you decide to get a stage seat?" She asked me tiredly.
"Wow" I chuckled. "Concerts seem to wear you out" I observed. She didn't respond, she only seemed to be staring at me, or behind me. I turned around but didn't see anything so I turned back to her confused.
"What are you staring at?" I asked her and she blinked a couple times before standing up and coming over to me.
"You're wings. I mean, I've seen plenty of angels and thier wings in the past couple of weeks, but yours are... I don't know, they just seem to glow, and they looks so soft" She commented and I felt myself feeling awkward again.
"Um thanks?" I said not sure of how I was supposed to respond to that. "aren't all angels wings soft?" I asked and she turned to me in awe.
"wait, they really ARE soft?" She asked astonished.
"Um, yeah" I told her.
"Really? All the other angel's were like, rough and weird. Can- I mean, would-"
"Yes?" She cleared her throat obviously embarassed.
"Can I feel them?" She asked and I laughed before nodding. She came right up to them and it was like de ja vu.
"You know, that's exactly what the Mitchie from my world did when I first got them" I told her and she laughed.
"Well we are the same person" she reasoned.
"True" I told her as she continued to admire them. "So, um. You said you knew someone that could help?" I asked and she nodded.
"Yeah, sorry, I got carried away." She went to the corner and grabbed a fresh outfit off the rack and walked behind a curtain, then came out like she hadn't even stopped wearing her casual clothes.
"Whoa, that was fast" I commented. She just shrugged going to her mirror and brushing out her hair. She finished with that before removing her make up and washing her face before saying she was ready. I smiled liking the fact that she didn't bother reapplying more make up, because honestly, she didn't need it. She went to the door and opened it, holding it open for me. I thanked her before we headed down a hall and she put her hood up. She looked cautiously down the halls before hurrying down another, obviously trying to avoid fans. We finally made it out where a limo was waiting she rushed and got in as the driver closed the door for her. Luckily she had me go in first so that I wasn't stuck outside as the limo drove off.
"I assume you want to head home Miss Torres?" The driver asked.
"Nah, I think I want a coffee. Can you take me to that coffee shop I went to last week?" She asked kindly.
"Of course" The driver responded and turned down the street he needed to go down.
"I take it that's where we'll find that guy?" I asked and she only nodded seeing as how she didn't want her driver to think she was talking to herself. I nodded to myself just wondering who this person was.
"Okay, we have arrived." The driver announced before letting Mitchie out of the limo.
"Thanks James" She told him handing him some rolled up bills. She led the way into the shop and I found myself amused to see that it was the same one Mitch and I always went to. We walked in and she went right up to the counter and ordered a blended coffee. The barista went to work blending her drink as she turned back around to me. She waved her hand over to another table and I saw someone sitting by themselves, sipping a cup of what I could only assume was some sort of coffee. He was staring out the window looking lost in thought. I didn't really get what was so special about this guy when I noticed that he had his foot stuck out where people could trip on it, only they were passing right through it. He must be a gaurdian angel. I nodded to Mitchie before walking to him. He had a hoodie on so I couldn't see his face, but by the figure I could tell it was a guy. I sat in the seat across from him and he didn't even bother to look my way so I decided to make my presence known.
"Hello, Um, I was told you could help me" I decided to start with. The man slowly turned around seeming surprised that someone was talking to him and I gasped. He gave me an odd look as I just gaped at him.
It was Justin.