A/N hey guys i don't own this. Sorry im late again.

"I'm bored."

"Good for you."

"Entertain me."

"I'm busy right now."

"It's not as important as I am."

"It's more important."

Alex gasped and angrily jumped up from her spot on the couch. She faced him with her hands on her hips and a pout on her lips. Justin sighed tiredly and put down the picture he was holding.

"What Alex?" He asked.

"Justin, I am dealing with a crisis!" She cried petulantly. "It's so humid my hair is frizzing out, we're all out of ice cream and I have nothing to do!"

"Alex, I am organizing Emma's photos." Justin explained patiently for the umpteenth time. "This is important."

"I don't understand what the big deal is anyway." Alex grumbled and dropped onto the couch beside him.

"It was a complete and total mess!" He exclaims. "None of the photo albums were in any order and I found at least six boxes filled with random photographs and nothing at all had a label!"

"Wow, what a tragedy." She said sarcastically then stuck out her tongue.

He rolled his eyes and sighed again. In his hand he held an old picture of Jake Thomas. Jake had an expression in his eyes of deep thoughtfulness and a half smile on his face like he knew something no one else did. He was sitting in a lawn chair holding a sticker covered acoustic guitar. It was dark and the only light came from the camp fire to the right of him. You could even see fireflies flying faintly in the background.

Alex heard Justin sniffle softly and she immediately turned his face towards her.

"Are you crying?" She asked not unkindly.

"No!" He shouted, and tried to wipe his eyes without her seeing. "It's – it's my allergies."

She frowned. Justin hardly ever cried. At least, not that much anymore. He was kind of a pansy when he was younger. But he grew out of it. She hated seeing Justin upset. It made her feel like nothing was in control anymore. So she snatched the picture out of his hand and raced upstairs. He was faster than she was, but she had the element of surprise on her side.

She ran into his room and slammed the door behind her. She pulled a chair to the door to block him from getting in.

"Alex!" He shouted through the door. "Let me in!"

"No!" She shouted back.

She decided to take advantage of the fact that she was in Justin's room and he couldn't get to her. She started to look through his stuff. It wasn't really all that interesting. Until she found a small, leather bound journal. She discarded the Jake picture on Justin's bed to thumb through the smooth brown diary. The pages were thin and crinkly and every square inch was covered in Justin's cramped writing. He was writing songs.

"Alex!" He said while pounding on the door. "This isn't funny!"

"What's this?" She asked, swinging open the door.

She could see his face literally pale.

"N-nothing." He said nonchalantly, but his darting eyes gave him away.

"Uh-huh." She said, unconvinced.

"Alex," He said, forcing his voice to stay come. "Give that back."

"No!" She said mischievously and raced around him, down the stairs and out the back door.

"ALEX!" She could hear him scream behind her.

She stopped on the steps leading down to the beach. She stumbled and the book fell out of her grasp onto the ground. A lyric caught her eye.

And if you don't want me
I guess I'll be all by myself

She picked up the book again and started to read through the whole song. But Justin had caught up to her and ripped the book out of her hands.

"Alex, how could you do this to me?" He said, furious. "That is my private journal!"

"Can you sing this to me?" She asked suddenly, holding up the journal with that song revealed. "I didn't know you wrote songs."

He blushed, "I-I'm not going to sing it for you, Alex."

"Why not?" She pouted. She always got what she wanted.

"Because... because for one thing, it's a duet!" He sputtered nervously.

"So, I'll sing it with you." She shrugged one shoulder calmly.

He seemed to be dealing with an internal struggle but finally sighed and said, "I'll go get my guitar."

He shuffled back into the house and came back out with an old guitar he's had since he was fourteen. Alex sat on the top step of the stoop and he sat beside her. He seemed to be staring blankly at the open journal in front of him so she poked him hard in the ribs to get him started.

His voice started out shaky and rough,

"I'm gonna wear you down
I'm gonna make you see
I'm gonna get to you
You're gonna give into me

I'm gonna start a fire
You're gonna feel the heat
I'm gonna burn for you
You're gonna melt for me"

The song was slower then she imagined it to be and sounded simple but emotional in the warm summer air. Alex's high voice joined his low rough one for the chorus.

"Come on, come on
Into my arms
Come on, come on
Give into me" They sang together.

"You're gonna take my hand
Whisper the sweetest words
And if you're ever sad
I'll make you laugh
I'll chase the hurt" Alex sang clearly the words Justin had written so carefully in the little brown book.

"My heart is set on you
I don't want no one else
And if you don't want me
I guess I'll be all by myself

Come on, come on
Into my arms
Come on, come on
Give into me" They sang it out loud beside each other. She realized that she liked the way their voices mingled together. The contrast was nice.

"I'll use my eyes to draw you in
Until I'm under your skin
I'll use my lips, I'll use my arms
Come on, come on, come on
Give into me" Alex sang alone and suddenly felt the barely-there distance between Justin and her. She could feel the heat radiating off of his skin. She felt a blush creep across her cheeks and avoided his deep gaze.

"Give into me
Give into me" They sang the last couple of lines together and as their voices were ringing out the last note, their eyes met. She shivered as she got lost in silvery green eyes. Like the rainforest in the dawn. He seemed to be moving closer. She tilted her face up slowly.

"Alex!"

Alex jerked away from Justin as Emma's sharp voice cut through their moment.

"Y-yeah?" Alex called back shakily. Justin had turned his face away from hers towards the ocean. She could only see his profile. She had no idea what he was thinking.

"Beau wants to know if you and Justin would want to see a movie with him and Marcy." Emma said through the screen door.

Justin immediately tensed his shoulders, causing Alex to wonder what was going through his head.

"Yeah, sure." She said, watching Justin's reaction. There was no doubt, this bothered him. His jaw and fists clenched and his brow furrowed. She frowned in confusion.

Later that evening, Beau picked Justin and her up. He suggested that Justin and Marcy sit in the backseat and Alex could sit up front with him. They went out to dinner and again, Justin and Marcy sat together and Alex and Beau sat across from them. They went to movies afterwards and the seating arrangements were the same. It finally clicked that Beau was trying to set up Marcy and Justin. This was a double date. Though it didn't seem to working all that well. Justin looked bored and Marcy kept shooting Beau disappointed and longing looks.

The movie was some lame romantic comedy. Alex wasn't paying that much attention. Beau was sitting on one side of her, and Justin on the other. It was enough to distract any girl.

When the movie ended, they were just walking along the street and window shopping. Beau had Alex tucked under his arm and was telling her some story about the local sea turtles. Justin and Marcy were walking a little ways in front of them. They were chatting amicably, but there was a sizeable space between them. That pleased Alex for some reason. They passed by the opening for the beach, which was locked with a fence. There was a 'Do Not Enter' sign on the fence but Alex just smirked challengingly at it.

"Let's go swimming!" She said suddenly to their little group.

"But we're not allowed." Justin said quickly.

"Scared?" She asked daringly.

He gulped and forced himself to meet her taunting dark eyes.

"Never." He finally said.

Beau was frowning and kept obsessively checking over his shoulder, but he went along with the Russo adoptive-siblings. Marcy seemed thrilled with this small act of rebellion. They all scaled the fences. Alex had a lot of experience doing that. They ran down the beach and stood by the water's edge.

"What do we do now?" Beau asked. "We don't have bathing suits."

"So?" Alex asked, winking at him. She pulled off her t-shirt and shorts to reveal a lacy red bra and thong. She could see Justin's and Beau's eyes widen. She grinned.

Beau slowly pulled his t-shirt off and dropped his shorts to a pair of black boxers. Alex and him clasped hands and ran into the water, laughing and shrieking. Marcy and Justin followed them in more slowly. Marcy seemed shy; Justin was gently holding her hand. She smiled up at him and he said something to her, too low for Alex to hear. They were in the water at this point and Alex scowled possessively. She swam over to them and sent a huge wave of water towards Justin.

"Alex!" He screamed loudly.

She laughed and kicked off from the sand. She swam off like a fish as fast as she could and was pleased to notice that Justin was following her. They were out so deep, they couldn't touch the bottom. He splashed her and she tried to swim off again. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. Her body crashed against his. She inhaled sharply. Their bodies were tangling under water; she could feel his bare, wet skin. She felt her heart drop to her toes and saw her reflection in his eyes. Fear and desire were clouding her mind; she had no control over anything.

Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, Beau called her over to him. He said he'd seen someone looking at them. They all hurried out of the water and back to his car. For the rest of the night, Alex couldn't meet Justin's or Beau's eyes.

A/N im sorry im the worst person ever at updating but it is a bit longer and there are some more jalex, so am i forgiven? Pretty please review!