Disclaimer: I do not own Wizards of Waverly Place or Camp Rock. Nor do I own Ebay, Paramore, the "Happy Birthday" song, or Wall-E.
So, I said Alex's birthday was December 15th. It is 11:41 pm on Dec. 15th. I didn't plan this. The chapters just fell perfectly. I had to get this out on the day I said was Alex's birthday. You'll see why as you begin to read.
A seventeenth birthday is a cause for celebration. And Alex Russo's seventeenth birthday was no exception, or at least her girlfriend Mitchie Torres thought so.
Alex's parents had agreed to let Alex off for the day on account of the event, knowing she probably wouldn't do work anyway. Alex seemed to think on her birthday she didn't have any responsibilities; that it was all about her. That had been her view of every single day until Mitchie came along. Now, her selfish ways were reserved to her birthday.
And she wouldn't rest until her parents agreed to let Mitchie have the day off as well.
When Mitchie heard that she'd gotten the day off with Alex, she was so excited. She'd started planning Alex's entire birthday. But, the morning of December fifteenth, she arrived at the Russo dwelling to find that Alex was still in bed asleep.
"Alex, wake up!" Mitchie scolded, flipping on the light.
Alex made no movements, just kept on sleeping, her mouth open slightly. Mitchie regarded her adorable girlfriend, internally fighting with herself. Alex had spent the night again, but had to pop back into her own bed around six like she did every morning so no one would catch them. Every time Alex left, Mitchie had a terrible time trying to go back to sleep. It hardly ever happened, which is one of the reasons she always needed to go to bed so early. But it seemed as though Alex had fallen asleep as soon as she landed in her bed. And at that moment, Mitchie wanted nothing more than to join her girlfriend under the covers.
She checked her watch, seeing that it was nearly nine in the morning. She had so many things she wanted to do for Alex's birthday, but she really wanted to crawl back into her girlfriend's arms and get more sleep. Twenty minutes couldn't hurt, right?
Indulging, Mitchie kicked off her boots and crawled into Alex's bed, settling under the covers. She scooted close, not saying anything or making a move to touch the other girl, curious to see what Alex would do.
Alex, sensing another's presence in her sleep, stirred slightly. She was lying on her stomach, face pressed into the mattress. She shifted her body closer to the source of warmth, reaching with her hand, eyes still closed and still asleep.
Mitchie smiled when Alex's fingers curled around her own. She leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on Alex's cheek. The Latino girl's lips curled into a smile.
"Mitchie," Alex said, waking, though her eyes were still closed.
"How'd you know it was me?" Mitchie asked gently, removing a few strands of hair from Alex's face.
"Who else kisses me when I'm sleeping?" she asked groggily, opening her eyes slowly.
She was met with a smile from her girlfriend, lying beside her in her bed. Her heart swelled and Alex pulled at Mitchie's hand, making her come closer. As soon as their bodies were only a centimeter apart, Alex looped her arm around Mitchie's waist. Mitchie smiled contentedly and buried her face in Alex's shoulder.
"What brings you here at this time of night?" Alex asked, sliding her hand up Mitchie's back to her hair, stroking it lovingly.
"It's morning, Silly," Mitchie said, her voice muffled because her mouth was still pressed to the fabric of Alex's shirt.
Alex chuckled, and Mitchie could feel it vibrating in her chest.
"When it's my birthday, anything before three in the afternoon is night," Alex said.
Mitchie lifted her head. "You can't sleep until three!" Mitchie protested. "It's your birthday and we don't have to work! I have our entire day planned!"
"So do I." Alex smiled. "We stay here, in my bed, and sleep some more. Then, when we wake up, I'll kiss you until you see stars." To this, Mitchie started blushing furiously. Alex only smirked. "And then we will watch TV until our eyes run out of saliva. After that, I will walk you home, like always. I will come back here, and then, at the usual time, I will pop into your room, just like always. Then I will take you in my arms once more and we shall sleep again."
Mitchie had to admit, she loved Alex's plan, especially the part about kissing until she saw stars. However, as much as her girlfriend's plan tempted her, she knew her own was much better.
"Or," Mitchie said, smiling slightly, "we can do what I have planned and when we're done, we can go back to my apartment and I can give you your birthday present."
"Or…We can do what I want, and that can be my present."
"Or." Mitchie untangled herself from Alex's arms, standing from the bed. "You can get your cute little butt up, get dressed, and we are doing what I planned, because I put a lot of thought into this. So Alex Russo, you have thirty minutes to get out of bed, put some clothes on, do your makeup and hair, brush your teeth, and eat if you wish. Thirty minutes, starting…Now!"
Alex sat up straight in bed, staring at Mitchie in disbelief. She was about to give her girlfriend a charming smile to talk her back into the sleeping plan, but when she saw the look on Mitchie's face, she sighed, declaring defeat.
"Why is it that the day I want to sleep you decide to be demanding?" Alex muttered, throwing the covers off her legs.
"Not demanding, just pushy," Mitchie defended, walking around to the other side of the bed and taking Alex's hand, pulling her from the warm, comfy blankets.
"Same difference!" Alex groaned as she was pulled to her feet.
"That doesn't even make sense." Mitchie got Alex moving by giving her a small shove in the direction of her closet.
Alex groaned more and opened her closet doors, staring at her clothes with still-tired eyes. She pushed a few shirts back and forth along the rack, nearly making a few fall from their hangers. Finally, she decided on a long-sleeve striped purple shirt. She removed the sleep shirt she was wearing, revealing a plain black bra. She'd completely forgotten someone else was in the room. When she turned her back on her closet to pull the shirt over her head, her eyes landed on Mitchie, who was sitting on her bed with an amused smile on her face.
"Jesus!" Alex exclaimed, hugging the shirt to her chest. "I forgot you were in here."
"You turned your back for maybe thirty seconds!" Mitchie laughed.
"Well, I didn't expect to see you watching me," Alex said, putting the shirt down to revel her bra-clad chest and stomach once again−that stomach Mitchie loved so much.
"Just get dressed so we can move on with our lives," Mitchie said, though her eyes did not leave the spot right above Alex's navel.
A little over a half hour later, Alex found herself being dragged down the stairs by Mitchie, who was muttering about how she didn't know how they'd fit in everything she wanted to do that day.
"I know you're capable of walking faster than that!" Mitchie scolded, standing at the foot of the stairs while Alex took her good old time on the last five steps.
"Mitchie, just be happy I'm awake right now!" Alex countered and hopped off from the third step up, landing on the ground. It was true. Something inside Alex just knew it was her birthday, making her extra lazy.
"Where do you two think you're going?" Justin exclaimed, walking over with an apron tied around his waist.
"Mitchie's taking me out for my birthday," Alex said, raising an eyebrow at him. "Why?"
"Because you have lessons!" Justin said, crossing his arms over his t-shirt and open button-down clad chest. "Just because Mom and Dad let you off work doesn't mean you don't have to do school."
Mitchie's heart dropped to her stomach. She completely forgot about school and Justin. So much for her wonderful day with her girlfriend.
"Listen, Justin," Alex said, turning on a charming smile. She grabbed both sides of his open-button down shirt and looked up at him. "We're not doing school today. I don't want to, and you can't make me. It's my birthday, and Mitchie had the whole day planned for us. Now, if you stand in the way of that, you'll wake up tomorrow to find that something very bad has happened to your entire collection of Captain Jim Bob Sherwood comics. Got it?" She smiled up at his stunned face, getting no response. "Great. Glad we had this talk. Come on, Mitchie."
Alex left her terrified brother standing there, took hold of her girlfriend's arm and pulled her out onto the street.
"Unbelievable!" Justin hissed once his brain started working again.
"Mitchie, where are you taking me?" Alex asked after nearly ten minutes of straight walking, fast walking at that.
"I can't tell you. That would ruin the surprise!" Mitchie said, holding her phone up to her face as she followed the map on its screen.
"Do you even know where we're going?" Alex asked, sticking her hands in her pockets because there was no chance of holding Mitchie's since she was clinging to that damn phone for dear life.
"Yes!" Mitchie defended. "It's all here on my GPS. And we have to hurry! We have lots to do today!"
"Just how much?"
Mitchie didn't answer, just kept her eyes trained on the small screen, glancing up every now and then to check the addresses on the buildings.
Alex removed her hand from her pocket, catching Mitchie's arm to stop her. Mitchie halted, looking at her girlfriend.
"Alex," she whined.
"Mitchie, how many things did you plan on us doing today?" Alex asked, not taking her eye from Mitchie.
Mitchie sighed and stuck her hand in her pocket, pulling out a folded up piece of paper. She opened it and showed it to Alex.
"You're ruining the surprise," she warned as Alex took it, opened it, and began reading it over.
"Mitchie, there's so many things on here!" she exclaimed, gawking at the filled page. "How did you expect us to do all of this?"
"I didn't," Mitchie said, kicking at the ground with her boot. "Just a good bit of it."
"There's no way we can even do half of this," Alex said, shaking her head. "How about we just do two things?"
"Two?" Mitchie frowned deeply. "But I put so much effort into that list, looking up the best spots in New York and researching them!"
"Yes, and I appreciate that," Alex said, folding up the paper and stuffing it in her own pocket. "But there's no way we'll be able to manage all of this, especially not in this cold. Look," she took Mitchie's face in her hands when she saw her girlfriend was getting flustered again, "you're a planner. You plan the crap out of things, which is what you did today. And I appreciate it, I really do. It's the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me on my birthday, and I love that you care enough to put all of this together, but there is no possible way for us to do even ten things on that list. Even with magic! There's just not enough hours in the day. Plus, my parents are insisting on taking me to dinner, remember?"
Mitchie's face still in Alex's hands, she nodded slightly. She remembered. She'd been invited, along with Harper.
"Okay, well that's at six," Alex said. "We only have until then. I don't want to be out in this cold weather for too long. It's not healthy, and I don't want you or me−especially you−to get sick. It's not good for the baby if you get sick, and I'm just a complete bitch to everyone when I don't feel well. Besides, I was serious when I said I just wanted to hold you all day and watch TV, take it easy. That sounds like the perfect day to me because I'd be spending it with you. Can we do that?"
Mitchie didn't say anything, just leaned forward and kissed Alex lovingly, right there in the middle of the sidewalk. When she pulled away, she was smiling brightly.
"Yes, yes we can," she said. "What two things off the list did you want to do?"
Alex blinked a few times, a little dazed. "Oh…Uh…" She shook her head, trying to get her thoughts straight. "Did I see bowling on the list?"
"Yes, that was on it," Mitchie said, trying to hide her distaste. She hated bowling with a passion. She was terrible at it. She'd just put it on the list because she thought Alex would like it since it was a sport that didn't take much effort and Alex was competitive and lazy.
"Well let's do that," Alex said. "I know a really cool bowling alley that glows in the dark!"
"Okay," Mitchie said, taking her GPS off her phone's screen. "Lead the way."
Alex slipped her hand into Mitchie's and started pulling them in the other direction. Mitchie held onto Alex's hand tightly, a strange feeling washing over her. She hated bowling so much, yet she wasn't dreading this too much. She was okay with going to the bowling alley.
When Alex leaned over and shyly brushed her lips against Mitchie's cheek, Mitchie figured out why she didn't care they were going bowling. She was alright with it because Alex wanted to do it. And if Alex was happy, she was happy.
"Didn't I tell you this place is awesome?" Alex exclaimed happily as she finished tying the lace of her bowling shoe.
"It's something, that's for sure," Mitchie admitted, looking around.
The place was completely empty except for the two of them because they opened at ten, and Mitchie and Alex had arrived at only ten after ten. Who on Earth would go to a bowling alley that early? Two girls that didn't have to be go to school that day, that's who.
But Mitchie had to admit that with the black lights and all of the bright, neon colors, it was the coolest bowling alley she'd ever been in.
"I still can't believe you didn't let me pay," Alex said, getting up to pick out her ball.
"It's your birthday!" Mitchie said, following her.
"Still, I'm a gentleman," Alex said. She picked up a neon yellow ball, testing its weight in her hands. Yes, this one would do. "I don't like my girl to have to pay for me."
"I'm not your girl, Alex," Mitchie said, smirking a little. "I'm a girl that dates you."
"Which makes you mine." Alex placed a quick kiss on Mitchie's cheek before walking away to put her ball on the ball return rack.
Mitchie rolled her eyes, though she was smiling at Alex's adorableness. She selected a bright pink ball and brought it over to where Alex had placed hers. Then she went over and sat near Alex, who was playing around with the touch screen monitor, setting up the game.
"Alright, everything's set," Alex said, touching the screen one last time. "You're first." She pointed to the TV hanging above the lane, showing the names.
Mitchie stood and looked up, expecting to see Mitchie and Alex typed in the boxes. Instead, however, she saw Adorable and Sexy. She turned to Alex, hand on hip.
"How come you get to be Sexy?" She asked, eyebrow raised.
"Because I am sexy," Alex said, leaning back in her chair. "You told me so yourself."
Mitchie raised her other eyebrow too. "Did I, now?"
Alex nodded. "Yes, you did. It was Thanksgiving, and I'd just rolled up the carpet. You were staring at me, I asked you what you were looking at, and you said 'my hot as Hell girlfriend.' That translates into sexy."
Mitchie cleared her throat, her mind flashing with an image of Alex bent over, her shirt riding up, which had caused her to stare.
"I don't remember that," she said.
Alex smirked. "Like Hell you don't."
Mitchie's cheeks burned a brilliant shade of red and she was thankful it was dark. Sometimes she didn't like Alex to know the effect she had on her. It made her feel like her girlfriend's ego got a little too big.
"I'm bowling now," she said, turning her back to the grinning Alex. She went over to the ball return rack and picked up her pink ball. She walked over to the lane and, without any effort, tossed her ball.
It went straight into the gutter.
Behind her, she heard a chuckle. She turned around to see Alex had gotten to her feet and was now approaching her.
"You're terrible," she said, smiling amusedly.
"Well aren't you a sweetheart," Mitchie said, slightly amused herself. "Yeah, I suck at bowling, I know."
"Then why did you put it on the list?" Alex asked, reaching out and taking Mitchie's hand.
Mitchie smiled, looking down at their intertwined fingers. "I don't know. I thought you'd like it. And you obviously do since you chose it." She looked back up at the girl standing before her.
"You're right, I do." Alex nodded. "Which is why I'm going to teach you how to do this right."
"What?"
"Come on." Alex tugged at Mitchie's hand, bringing her to the ball return, where Mitchie's pink ball had just appeared. She picked it up for Mitchie and carried it to the beginning of their lane, bringing Mitchie with her. She handed the ball to her girlfriend.
"Alex, I've been taught how to bowl before. I'm still terrible," Mitchie said, sticking her fingers in the holes.
"But you've never been taught by me," Alex said. "And I'm Alex Russo."
Mitchie smiled and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, and you're brilliant."
"I am!" Alex said, moving behind Mitchie. She stood so that her front was pressed to Mitchie's back, her hands over Mitchie's. Mitchie was literally wrapped up in Alex. "Now, just let me guide you," Alex whispered in Mitchie's ear, causing the other girl to shudder with pleasure as tingles went down her spine from her girlfriend's hot breath.
Alex guided Mitchie's arms backwards and forwards a few times in a fluid motion. Mitchie's eyes fluttered closed, enjoying the contact with Alex. Then, suddenly, hands lifted from hers and Alex was no longer breathing in her ear.
Her eyes shot open as soon as she heard Alex say, "Now just do what I showed you, only let go of the ball."
Damn it, Alex, Mitchie thought somewhat bitterly. She hadn't wanted her to move. Wanting to get this bowl over with so she could get to the next one quicker and possibly have Alex 'help' her again, she brought the ball back like Alex had shown her, then forward, letting go at the place Alex had stopped her hands.
"There," she said, turning to Alex before the ball even got near the pins.
Alex wasn't looking at her. She was looking over Mitchie's shoulder with a huge smile on her face. "Uh, Mitch…" she pointed behind her girlfriend.
Mitchie whipped her head around just in time to see her pink ball make contact with the head pin, setting off a domino effect. Mitchie watched, mouth agape, as eight of the ten pins fell to the lane floor.
"I did it!" she exclaimed, an exciting smile making its way to her face. She started clapping and turned to face her girlfriend. "Alex, I did it!"
"I know, I saw!" Alex said happily, rushing over and gathering Mitchie in a huge hug.
Mitchie wrapped her arms around Alex tightly, but pulled her head back slightly. She and Alex looked at each other for a few seconds before their lips met, still curved into smiles. It was a quick, sweet kiss, but it was full of bliss.
"My turn," Alex said somewhat breathlessly, removing her arms from Mitchie's body.
She went over to the ball return and picked up her ball. She balanced it in her right hand and stared intently at the freshly set up pins. After a moment's concentration, Alex darted forward. A foot or so away from the lane, she dropped to her knees, sliding the rest of the way. She propelled the ball forward. It shot down the lane, directly hitting the head pin, causing all of the others to fall. It was a strike.
Smiling at her awesomeness, Alex stood, facing her girlfriend, who was smiling and shaking her head.
"Show off."
"You started getting better towards the end," Alex commented as the couple strolled through Central Park, the second thing from Mitchie's list Alex had decided on doing. It was beautiful this time of year. Fresh snow from the night before covered the ground, making it a winter wonderland wherever they looked. Christmas, being only ten days away, was definitely in the air.
"That's only because you helped me," Mitchie said. She'd actually bowled the best game of her life. Usually only getting around twenty every game she'd ever bowled, this time she got a seventy-five. It was nothing compared to Alex's 204, but it was still her personal best.
"You didn't need my help after a while." Alex smiled. "Though I kept giving it because you seemed to like it when I put my arms around you."
Mitchie's chilly cheeks turned pink yet again. "Shut up," she muttered, giving Alex a shove. "You can be such a pain sometimes."
"But you love me," Alex joked, grabbing Mitchie's hand.
Mitchie stopped dead in her tracks at Alex's words, realization smacking her in the face. She was frozen on the spot as her brain went into overdrive. Her increased need for Alex, the insane amount of butterflies in her stomach that had increased recently, the way just one text from her girlfriend could get her smiling for an hour…
Alex, seeing the look on Mitchie's face, began to get worried. "Mitchie, what's wrong?"
"Holy shit," Mitchie said quietly, looking at the white, snow-covered ground.
"Mitchie…" Alex squeezed the other girl's hand.
"I do," Mitchie said, looking up, right into Alex's eyes.
"You do what?"
"Love you," Mitchie said gently, her heart beating a mile a minute.
Alex's own heart began to beat as if she was on speed. "Normally, I wouldn't ask, but since we're dating, I think I have to… when you say you love me, do you mean like you love Caitlyn, or are you in love with me?"
"I'm in love with you," Mitchie said without hesitation, because she knew in her heart, the one that belonged to Alex, that it was true. "Is that crazy?"
"I don't think so," Alex said, shaking her head slowly. "Is it crazy that I'm in love with you too?"
Mitchie's entire body started to shake with−well, she wasn't sure with what, but she knew it wasn't fear. Excitement and happiness maybe?
"Hell no," she said quickly before grabbing the back of Alex's neck and pulling the other girl's lips to hers.
Alex immediately placed her hands on Mitchie's waist, pulling the other girl closer as she pressed her tongue to Mitchie's lips. Mitchie instantly opened her mouth, granting Alex access so that their tongues could dance together, hearts beating wildly in their chests.
Once oxygen became an issue and Alex could feel Mitchie trembling beneath her, she pulled away. They stared at each other for a few moments, both trying to gain control of their breathing.
"Come on," Alex said, still panting. "You're shaking. Let's get out of the cold."
"Here you go," Mitchie said, handing Alex a mug of hot chocolate. She sat beside her girlfriend on the couch, holding her on steaming cup.
"Thanks ," Alex said. She smiled at Mitchie as the other girl scooted closer. Alex helped her place the blanket they were sharing on her shoulders.
When they'd gotten to Mitchie's apartment, Mitchie had offered to make hot chocolate. Alex said she could do it, though. She just wanted Mitchie to get under the covers and get warm. She'd been the one shivering, after all. But Mitchie insisted since it was Alex's birthday. Plus, she hadn't been shivering because she was cold. Alex did coax her, however, to come sit with her on the couch while they waited for the hot chocolate to warm.
"Oh, I almost forgot!" Mitchie exclaimed, placing her mug on the coffee table and standing, quickly shuffling through the empty apartment to her room.
"You're missing the entire movie!" Alex called after her. When they'd gotten in, they'd put in Mitchie's Wall-E DVD and so far, Mitchie had not seen a second of it.
"Alex, I own it," Mitchie said with a smirk while walking back into the room. Her hands were hidden behind her back.
"What ya got there?" Alex asked suspiciously, grabbing the remote to pause the movie.
Mitchie brought out from behind her back a package, wrapped neatly. "For you," she said, smiling sweetly.
"You didn't have to do this," Alex said, taking the present.
"Oh yeah right! Like I'm not going to get my girlfriend a present on her birthday! Sure!" She shoved Alex's shoulder lightly as she took a seat beside her. "Open it."
Alex obeyed Mitchie's order and started ripping the paper from the box. Once all the paper was gone, she removed the lid. Moving aside some tissue paper, a red t-shirt was revealed. As Alex lifted it from its box, she audibly gasped, her chin dropping to the floor.
"Oh my God!" she yelled, staring at the Paramore t-shirt with the entire band's signatures scribbled across it with wide eyes. "How did you find this?"
"Ebay," Mitchie said simply. She'd searched every free moment she got for the perfect gift for Alex, and when she found it, she spent hours bidding on it. She'd spent nearly two hundred dollars on it, but Alex didn't need to know that. She was sure that if she told her how much it had cost, she'd flip her lid. She'd be grateful, yes, but she'd complain that Mitchie spent too much on her, but Mitchie thought it was worth it.
"Thank you," Alex said, hugging the shirt to her. "I'll never wash it."
"I'm sure you won't," Mitchie said with a small laugh.
Alex placed the shirt in her lap and admired it, then looked to her amazing girlfriend. Her heart was so full of love she thought it would burst.
"You're the best," she said, placing a hand on Mitchie's knee.
Mitchie covered Alex's hand with her own. "I know." She smiled.
"I love you," Alex said softly, heat flooding her cheeks as her heart started to beat quicker. Was it going to do that every time she told Mitchie she loved her?
"I love you, too," Mitchie said, her own cheeks turning pink.
They'd both started leaning forward, as if pulled by gravity, when all of a sudden, Mitchie pulled back quickly.
"Oh my God," Mitchie said, placing her hands on her stomach and looking down at it.
"What? What's wrong?" Alex asked, a little alarmed.
Mitchie didn't say anything, just grabbed Alex's hand and placed it on her stomach. Alex sat patiently, waiting to see what would happen next. Then, she felt it, the small tap against her palm.
"Oh my gosh," she breathed. "Is it…?"
"Kicking." Mitchie nodded. "It's kicking."
Alex continued to stare at Mitchie's stomach in amazement, every few moments feeling the small movements under her hand. Mitchie watched her, a small smile on her face. This was a huge moment in her and her baby's life together, and she'd shared it with Alex. And Mitchie knew there was no one else on Earth she'd have wanted to share it with besides the girl sitting beside her.
She placed her fingers under Alex's chin, lifting her head slightly. She placed a soft, loving kiss on the other girl's lips before looking deeply into her eyes.
"Happy birthday, Alex."
Hours later, surrounded by her family, best friend, and girlfriend in the restaurant her parents had brought them to eat at, Alex was still on a high. So far, she'd been having the best birthday of her entire life.
"Happy birthday to you…"
"Oh no!" Alex covered her face with her hands, trying to hide her blush. "That's what you guys did when I went with Mitchie to the bathroom? Told the staff it was my birthday?"
"They give you free cake if it's your birthday," Jerry told her, eyeing the chocolate cake hungrily.
Alex shook her head as the wait staff continued to sing her birthday wishes. She leaned to her left, whispering in Mitchie's ear.
"You were in on this?"
"No," Mitchie said honestly. "I just have to go to the bathroom a lot. I have a child pushing on my bladder, remember?"
Alex laughed and squeezed Mitchie's fingers under the table.
The waiter holding the cake placed it in front of her, a single candle lit with its flame dancing.
"Make a wish, Alex," Harper told her, paper clip earrings that matched her paperclip dress swinging.
Alex looked around the table, at the expectant faces of her best friend, brothers, and parents. Finally, she looked at Mitchie. She gave her a quick smile before leaning forward and blowing on the flame, making it vanish, leaving behind nothing but smoke and a burnt candle.
Everyone clapped as one of the waiters leaned forward and started slicing the cake to hand out.
"What did you wish for, Alex?" Max asked, taking his piece from the waiter.
"I can't tell you, Max, it won't come true," she said before locking eyes with Mitchie. "And I want this one to come true."
Mitchie gazed at her girlfriend curiously but said nothing as she was handed a piece of cake also. She ate with her left hand, her right still joined with Alex's left under the table. Every now and then, Alex would glance at Mitchie and smile, her unspoken wish still floating around in her mind.
I wish for a long and happy life with Mitchie Torres and her baby.
This is my favorite chapter so far, I think. It was just so cute.
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