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Alex's POV
It's finally the end of filming today! I can finally do my homework. No, I'm not a dork. I just want my math lesson from today dead and gone! I sat at a table, and started to critically remember how to do these problems. I looked up and saw Nate staring at me from the couch, pretending to be reading his social studies textbook. He smiled the smile I oh-so love so much, and turned toward his book. I looked back at the problems in my textbook for a few more minutes and felt two arms wrap around me. I smiled. "Na-" I started. I turned me head to the couch, but Nate was still sitting. This time, his head seemed to be in the book but his eyes were on me. His smile had turned to a frown, and his eyebrows creased. A chin rested on my shoulder. "Huh?" the voice asked. "Dean?" I turned my head toward Dean. Dean smiled,"Hey, Aly." "Oh, hey!" I said, trying to sound eager to see him. He smile, but something was wrong with it. Was he... smiling Nate's smile? I was so close to rolling my eyes, but luckily I held myself back. "You wanna ditch this place?" Dean said, trying to sound cool. I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing. "Uh... Dean," I stumbled,"If someone sees us, then Nate and I won't look like a couple, doncha think?" His fake smile faded by the time I said 'Nate'. His eyes drifted toward Nate. "Oh," he said, and walked away.
Nate's POV
Wow... DEAN'S SUCH A POSER! He's smiling my smile! MY smile! Now I'm ashamed that it's MY smile. I couldn't hear very well, but by Alex's expression, it was a pretty annoying conversation. Dean looked at me, and I held my textbook toward my face a bit more closer. I heard Alex's giggle a little bit. Okay, yeah. Dean should've thought that I was trying to listen. I was so close to the book that I was cross-eyed when I tried to read what was in front of me. Dean walked away, and I started laughing silently. Alex got up and walked to me. "Nice acting, Nate," she said, sitting next to me. I shook my head,"Hey, I star in a TV show. Don't think that's the best I can do." Alex laughed. I put the book down,"What was all that about?" "What? Dean? He wanted to go out." I rolled my eyes. Alex grabbed my hand. "I said no, duh. That'll mess up the whole 'Nalex' thing." I frowned. Only for the 'Nalex' thing. Alex's other hand reached for my cheek and turned my head. "I wanted to be with you. What do you say? The first date?" I laughed. "What?" Alex asked, letting her hand drop from my face. "Did you just ask me out? I thought I was supposed to do that," I answered. She let go of my hand and put her hands on her hips. "Did you forget that I'm Alex Russo? I can do anything. It might be tradition to you, but definately not me." "Oh, so you're saying you're dominant of this short relationship?" I asked. "Well, yeah. And it won't be so short. We're not over YET!" I frowned once I heard 'Yet'. I felt pressure against my arm, and sooner or later I fell to the floor. "Yes, I am dominant. It seems to me that you're being more melodramatic than I would be about this situation," Alex said, bending over me. "You're the girl in this relationship"
I rolled my eyes and held out my hand for help. Alex grabbed it, and I pulled her down. She toppled down to the floor next to me. "Hey!" she screamed. "What? You were practically begging me to do that!" I answered, picking myself up. Alex was following. I heard Max call out for Alex. "Alex! We're going home!" "Dangit," Alex said. "Didn't get to finish my homework." "What are you doing for homework?" I asked. "Ugh, math. The most hated subject of all." "What are you doing?" I asked. She shrugged. "No idea," she said while packing up her stuff. "Oh... you need help?" I asked. "Yeah. LOTS OF IT!" "Hey, do you think I would be able to tutor you"
"How are your grades"
I randomly picked out a test from inside my math textbook and showed it to her. Her eyes widened. She turned her attention to me and asked,"Are- are you God?" "What?!?!" I asked, cracking up. "C'mon! You're nice, kind, generous, musical, entertaining, cool, funny, I hear from Shane that you're a great cook, and you're good at math. You hadn't committed any crimes, you're smart, and you have gotten this far. You are like... the equivalent of God." "Really?" I asked, calming down. She stared at me for a while and said,"You're more cuter though." I laughed,"If I'm the equivalent of God, so are you." She shrugged. "I can't cook." I shook my head. "So, I'll see ya at..." I trailed off. "Seven," she finished. "Right, you're dominant. Got it," I said smiling. "Yep, see ya!" she said, running off. "Later," I called to her. I left the room that we were in, and out of nowhere Dean rammed into me. I caught myself before I hit the ground. "Dean! What was that?" I said, but he rammed into me again. I fell to the floor. Dean towered over me. "Don't mess with my girl," he said, voice full of jelousy. I scrambled off of the floor, and he punched part of my ribcage. I pushed him off. "Don't even start this, Dean!" I barked. He threw me over his shoulder and ran backward toward a wall. Before he crushed my head between his back and the cold, white wall, I threw my legs over and pushed off of the wall. Holding on to Dean's shoulders, I tackled him to the ground. He was in shock of what just happened, and before I ran off I said,"Now excuse me, I've got a date."
I'm sorry it's so short. You have to wait for tomorrow or something because I don't have much time today. But I'm sooo happy to be back!