Heeeeeeyyyy guys. Sorry I didn't get to update a few more times before the new week started, I hate getting busy. But anyway this is for all of you, I hope everything is good in your lives and thanks for being a loyal reader. I need to write more since I don't have a writing class this semester but then again that may be the reason for my lack of writing commitment, anyway enjoy.

"Mitch," I could hear Alex whispering in my ear, her voice was hypnotizing.

"Hum."

"Get up, your parents are home."

I didn't want to wake up, I was still half asleep and getting up would force me to move and open my eyes, and I wasn't all for it.

"Mitch." Alex ran her fingers against my face before I felt her palm tap my cheek.

"Hey." I finally gave into the girl and focused on her. She was barley on the bed, with one leg hanging off as she tapped my knee.

"Come on."

It was warm in the room all of a sudden considering it was cooler since I fell to sleep a while ago. Darkness engulfed the world outside as I sat up to listen to the house. All I could hear was Alex moving around and going through my drawers.

"What are you looking for?"

"I'm not looking for anything except….this." She rose something up in her hand before tossing it at me, I was still reluctant to move. I shifted a bit to follow Alex with my eyes as she moved things around on the floor, before my leg tapped something cold. The small chill caused me to shake before I ran my fingers over the object. It was those stupid handcuffs.

"Alex." I rose them so she could see them as I finally heard the steps creek and my name fill the air.

"Mitchie, honey are you home?" My mom called to me.

"Did she just call me honey? Something's not right." I rose my eyebrow before Alex signaled me to go into the bathroom. I mouthed 'fine' to her and pulled myself up to my feet, grabbing the underwear she tossed at me not to long ago.

Alex's P.O.V

Mitchie and I promised her parents that we weren't ever going to have sex in their house, or Mitchie's room for that matter. So considering that both things happened, I had to make it seem as if it didn't. Besides, is it still considered sex for both people if only one person gets to have all the pleasure and fun?

"Mitchie!"

"Um, we're in here." At first I thought about keeping quiet and not responding to Mrs. Torres, but on the other hand she would of found out I was here one way or another. I pulled the door open slightly as the woman stopped at the door, her husband no where in sight.

"Alex…"

"Connie." It was a very awkward moment, for some unknown reason.

"Where's Mitchie?"

"She's in the shower."

"You've been here all day?"

"Um…yeah…I mean you guys didn't come home yesterday so I kind of hung out with Mitchie." There was no way she would go against Mitchie's safety. Connie nodded before slowly pushing the door open. Her eyes went across the room as she listened to the water in the bathroom run.

"Your parents handed me Coco yesterday. She's in the backyard. Tell Mitchie I'd like to speak with her when she's done."

"Sure thing."

Once I was sure Connie was gone, I closed the door and ran over to the bathroom, finding Mitchie reaching for a bottle of shampoo.

"Mitch, your mom wants to see you."

"In all my naked glory?" She asked, trying her best to stare at me from the glazed shower door.

"I doubt she wants to see you in your birthday suit. And apparently my mom brought Coco over, or gave her to your mom, I'm a bit fuzzy on that." I sighed, leaning against the bathroom tile.

"Lexi, if you're staying in here can you at least close the door, I'm getting cold."

"How can you get cold, its like a million degrees in this bathroom." I used my foot to close the door before I sat against a whicker basket near the sink. Mitchie began humming a song as I heard a bark outside. I knew Connie wouldn't lie about Coco being with her, but Coco was my dog, why would my mom just hand her over like that? A buzzing sound echoed in the room before a jingle began to play.

"Who's phone is that?" I asked as Mitchie shut the water off, climbing from the tub, before blindly reaching for a towel.

"I don't know, it sounds like my phone though." She wrapped herself up before she past by me. I don't know why I didn't feel like moving, maybe it was the shower steam that was making me so relaxed. Mitchie began ruffling up her hair before running a brush through it. She stood over the sink rubbing lotion down her arms, as I rose my finger to poke her side.

"Stop it." Her voice was firm.

"What, I touched the towel."

"Um-hum." I loved the way everything seemed to be going lately, its like after everything we've been through things were actually going back to normal. Mitchie went back to applying lotion to her skin as I made it over to the window near the shower. It was also a sort of glazed tinted glass, which hid the inside contents from the world. I pushed the panel up before looking outside. Coco was whimpering in a lawn chair, with her body pressed into the back of the thing.

"Puppy." I called before whistling, trying to get the attention of the dog. "Coco, up here. Coco, over here girl." I pressed my fingers against the window pane, tapping it over and over again as Coco stood erect and began wagging her tail. Her eyes came to mine as she barked.

"Alex I'm going to kill you." Mitchie told me.

"Coco you can talk?" I joked as I felt the brunette lean over my shoulder. Her chin was now pressed into my skin, as she leaned in a bit to face me from behind.

"Close the window."

"But Coco's scared out there."

"Then go out there and get her why I change."

"But I like watching you get dressed."

"Now Alex." Mitchie whined, pressing her lips against my cheek before she pulled back. I stood, rolling me eyes.

"Fine, you kill joy."

Mitchie's P.O.V

After I pulled on some clothes, some black silk shorts and my night shirt of a similar style, I went into the room to pick up my phone. I missed a call from CR. It was weird that I was still getting calls from them since I quit just last night. I dialed the number back as the dial tone popped on a few times.

"Mitchie." I heard my dad at my door before I looked up to spot him. He was healthy, I could tell just by looking at him.

"Dad." It felt weird talking to him without yelling or without him smacking me. And although that only happened once, I could still feel the throbbing against my check when I thought about it.

"So what's going to happen now?" He leaned into the archway, holding onto the room doorknob for support.

"What do you mean?"

"About school and things like that. You're not doing CR anymore so…are you still going to your early admissions in the fall?" He was waiting for my answer as I hung up the phone that was against my ear at the time.

"I'm going to talk to Alex about it."

"Its next month."

"Yeah…I know."

"No matter how many things you change in life, more obstacles are going to be there to try and stop you."

"No kidding." I giggled before crossing my legs as my dad bit his bottom lip. I knew he was holding something back. "What is it?"

"What is what?"

"Dad. I know you, something's wrong." In a way I missed us being caring towards one another. With his moving and coming back into my life, and him not accepting me, and then changing his mind, everything just felt odd at the moment, but there was still a level of understanding between us.

"Can I come in?" He asked as I quickly nodded. He walked over to the bed and sat down. I wondered what was taking Alex so long outside. "There isn't anything wrong." He told me. "But there is something that I want you to do for me."

"Okay." I sat up straight as he nodded.

"Prove all of us wrong."

"What?" I shook my head, not really understanding him.

"Me, your mother, the world, the odds…prove it all wrong."

"I don't understand." I was at a lost as he held out his hand to me. I grabbed it before sliding into him.

"Remember when you were twelve?"

"Sort of." I giggled as he nodded.

"Well I do. It was the first time I actually had a bias against my own daughter. I didn't like what I was seeing, and so…my bias began."

"What are you talking about?" I was really at a lost. I heard Coco bark once more, but this time from inside the house.

"You and Alex. Since you two were friends before that, I just thought you were close with her, and you were. But the closer you became to her, the further you got from me, or so that's how I felt. And so I did things to make you two spend time apart, going on long vacations with your mother and you, picking you up before school ended…things like that."

"I still don't understand."

"Remember the night when I made Alex go home, and then it was a seven month separation between you two?"

"Yeah." I nodded, knowing exactly what he was talking about. Once I came home that night, he made my mom take Alex home, and I could only see her in school. I was twelve and didn't understand any of it. I felt as if my dad hated me.

"I knew I was wrong for doing something like that and not telling you why, but…"

"Why did you do that?" I asked as he sighed.

"Truthfully? I saw that kiss."

"What kiss?"

"The one in the backyard." He rocked a bit as he said it as I nodded. I knew what he was talking about. It was after school when Alex and I were just playing around like usual, and I fell scrapping my knee. She helped me put stuff on it, and bandage it before my mom saw it. My mom worried about every little thing when I was little. And once I was all patched up, Alex was going to hug me to say everything was all right, but instead I kissed her. I didn't know why I did it, I just did.

"I saw the kiss and so I freaked out. Dads don't usually do that."

"Sure they don't." I rose my eyebrow before my dad sighed.

"Look…the point of all of this is..you were still friends with Alex after all those things I did. You were still there for her and she was still there for you. Life went on and nothing changed, you both were the same people and..I just chalked it up to a flaw in my plan for you. But after all these years you two are still there for each other, and the bond is stronger then ever. And you know what you did?"

"No." I shook my head.

"You proved me wrong Mitchie. You showed me that no matter what, you were going to be Alex's friend, and you were going to overcome every obstacle that was thrown at you. And so when you told me you two were dating..I thought I had to change your mind, I thought it should never be that way."

"It was wrong of you to do that dad." I felt like I was going back into my kid mode, where every little thing my dad did caused me to cry, or shy away from speaking.

"I know I was wrong. But the more I tried to pull you two away, the stronger you fought together. Never once were you two fighting along. Alex fought by your side, and you fought by hers, and just by doing that you proved me wrong. You showed me that a friendship still exists outside of your relationship, and that you two would always be there for each other. And so I think you shouldn't be afraid to work for CR."

"Dad I told you and everyone else, I'm not ready for it."

"Listen to me. Prove the people at CR wrong. You'll still have fans, and friends, and whatever else because you're not scared to be you, and that no matter who you date, you're still an amazing, loving, person. Your heart is bigger then anybody else's I've seen. Through thick and thin you fight for what you believe in, and I accept that. But I want everyone else to accept it too. You love to sing, Mitch. You love to play. Don't throw this chance away."

"Dad. I'm doing this because its what I want. I'm doing it because, this was never my plan, to be in CR. I just wanted to be happy. As a kid my teachers always told me that being happy isn't something you want to grow up and be, that I had to pick a job. But I stuck with happy. Because being happy at times is a challenge, but that's what I want to be dad. And only Alex can make me keep my choice. And I'd fight for it any day."

The room grew silent as my dad nodded before smiling. He pressed his lips against my forehead before pulling away.

"You've always made the right decisions. I know you'll continue to make the right ones." I watched my dad climb from the bed, he didn't turn back to face me until he reached the door. "You're a stronger person then you see Mitchie. You're a fighter, you fight through everything, and you don't let anyone change you. I'm proud to be your dad. And I know that you'll prove us all wrong in the end. About every bias, about every fear…" I nodded, no words escaped me as he left. I didn't know what just happened but I think we just had a breakthrough moment. I felt a smile run across my face, before a tear grazed my cheek. My dad was actually proud of who I was, and I never felt like I could hear that from him. I sat where I was, legs crossed and all, as I smiled to myself. I didn't know what was taking Alex so long, but at the moment I didn't mind. I felt my heart beating in a way that made my blood slow down and cause my skin to tingle. Soon Coco darted into my bed from the hall, trying to lick my face as I placed my hands before her. She continued to lick my fingers over and over before I sat up and Alex walked in.

"This puppy is loco." She told me as she spotted the few tears against my cheek. "Mitch what's wrong?"

"Nothing." I shook my head, smiling while shrugging my shoulders.

"But you're crying."

"There happy tears Alex." I told her as she walked over to me. I quickly wrapped my arms around her, standing on my knees to hug her tight.

"What's all this about?" She asked as Coco leapt behind me, back and forth, barking.

"This is for always being there for me. Even when I scrape my knees…and not in the way you're thinking." I giggled as we both pulled back.

"Oh. How did you know what I was thinking?" She rose her eyebrow asking as I tapped her arm.

"Because you're a perv." I told her as I pulled her into me, kissing her slowly, finally being able to breath without a worry in the world. When we parted I bit my bottom lip and sat down on my legs as Alex looked down at me.

"O-kay. Miss mood swings, we have to talk about your birthday."

"I just need you." I told the girl as Coco hopped next to me, barking again. "And Coco." I giggled as the puppy snuggled against my leg.

"Me…that's perfect because I was just going to tell you that I was what you needed too." I watched Alex posed before I giggled, crawling onto the floor before Coco jumped down as well.

"I don't want anything big for my birthday. I'm just turning eighteen."

"But that's just it, you're turning eighteen, you only turn eighteen once."

"And so does every other age." I giggled, running my fingers past Alex's arms and around her waist. I leaned into her shoulder, as my hair brushed against her chin.

"You're all touchy feely with the door open."

"Um-hum." I don't know what made me sway to imaginary music, but I began to move as Alex sighed.

"Fine, I'll play along for now." She ran her fingers across my back, locking her hands together as I took a deep breath.

"I love you Alex, more then you'll ever, ever, ever know."

"You love me that much huh?" She slightly giggled as I nodded. "Well I love you even more then that." She whispered as I kissed her neck.

"Well I love you even more then that." I repeated her as she shook her head.

"I know you do."

….…

"Alex where have you been? And you didn't call me or your father…," Teresa was in the back kitchen talking to Alex as I sat on the stool next to the register. Harper was already over apparently helping with the sub shop due to Alex's absence.

"So what were you two up to?" Harper asked me.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean." She said, ringing up a customer as I giggled.

"It was nothing like that, for the rest of the day. It was sweet."

"What was sweet?"

"Nothing Harper." I sighed, pulling my shake in front of me as Justin came over with empty trays.

"Mitchie you know people are coming into the shop because they think you're going to sing." Justin pointed to a group of kids near the back door.

"I'm not singing Justin."

"Oh come on, I'd play guitar, and plus its just for fun." The boy slid his dirty tray into the kitchen through the small window before refacing me. "Please."

"Justin. I don't want to sing."

"Aw man."

"I want to do karaoke." I watched as the boy began moving back and forth, perhaps moving on his feet happily.

"Yes….I'll go get the stuff." He ran form behind the counter and towards the steps leading up to the house.

"So." I said to Harper.

"Yeah?"

"What happened with Derrick?"

"He went back on his cruise ship. Things didn't work out."

"I'm sorry."

"Oh no, its okay. He gave us…," I watched as she ducked under the register before pulling up a box, "these." I opened the brown container, glancing inside to see four passes to the cruise liner that Alex and I were on with our mothers, months ago.

"Wait. So he wants us to come on the cruise?"

"Yup. Whenever, between now and in six months." Harper rung up another customer as I shook my head.

"Who all would be going?"

"Well you and Alex of course, and then I guess I'll be working on Justin…so he'll come too."

I chuckled before nodding, sliding the tickets back into the box and closing them. Before I gave the item back to Harper I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to face Claire.

"Hi." I heard the girl say as I repeated her.

"Uh-uh, the register is over here." Harper said as I focused on the redhead. "Oh fine Mitchie, but I've got my eye on her." Harper and Claire both knew everything that went down on the class trip, we all shared a room, and went through the drama together…well almost.

"What's up?" I asked smiling at the girl from Harper's previous reaction.

"I was wondering if you'd like to hang out, like old times." She was serious.

"What do you mean? We never hung out."

"In school we did."

"Yeah but after the trip…"

"I'm sorry about that. About all of it."

"Its okay." Alex walked out finally as Teresa carried food to a table. Jerry was still cleaning the doors in front while Max was outside with his friends.

"Claire." Alex said, moving next to Harper.

"Hi Alex. Oh and Harper, forgot to say hi to you." Claire smiled as I nodded.

"Oh no you didn't forget, you just knew you weren't suppose to." The girl said as Alex agreed.

"Guys, be nice please. Besides, I don't think we can hang out Claire, unless you play a mean game of karaoke."

"Totally." She squealed as she sat next to me. Alex's eyes were on me, unmoving, as her face sat dull and expressionless.

"Lexi you can play too, Harper how about it?" I was waiting for wither girl to respond as Max ran into the sub shop with three girls and a guy following him. He past by a couple of tables before coming up to me.

"Mitchie, they paid me three dollars each to hear you sing. Don't make me give the money back." The boy pouted, trying to catch his breath.

"Karaoke it is for everyone." I said as Max jumped and screeched 'yes' before leading the kids to a table. "I guess it's going to get a bit crowded."

"I guess." Alex said, her eyes finally switching to Claire. I reached over the counter, gripping my girlfriend's apron.

"Alex, be nice, please. It'll pay off for you in the end." I was waiting for her response before I noticed a teen standing in front of the register staring at me. His eyes grew big a bit before he smiled. I didn't let Alex's apron go until he paid for his food, still smiling at me.

"Be nice." I repeated as she stuck out her tongue. Justin returned with a few cd's and a large tv.

"Alex…a little help." He was struggling to push the thing out into the shop.

"So Mitchie." Claire was still facing me.

"Yeah?"

"Are you and Conrad still dating, and does he know about Alex?"

"Claire, chill on the questions okay. Today is going to be a fun day. So don't ruin it."

"Oh I don't intend to." She smiled, placing her hand over mine as I pulled away.

"Okay, just don't." I watched as Alex and Justin made it over to the other side of the shop as Harper cleared her throat. I refaced her as she rose her eyebrow.

"What?" I asked. Harper didn't say anything as she tilted her head. I refaced Claire. "And to make things clear…you can't touch me. Not even a friendly gesture…I don't want Alex to freak out, and I love the way things are. I'm keeping it that way." I stood as Harper smiled, I guess she approved of my words to the girl. Justin and I was first up as he grabbed a microphone and a few people stood around us. The sub shop was busy as it was, but more people gathered around the karaoke machine then they did the tables or cash register.

"What song Justin?" I asked the boy as he placed his arm over my shoulder to read down the list with me. I leaned against him as people 'ooo-ed' in the crowd. I ignored them as he pressed a button and we both pulled away. I shook my head at his song choice before he began.

"Now I might not be the best or the worst but you gotta' respect my honesty." I giggled at his attempt to rap, and the way his words were coming out. He was taking this game seriously.

"They call me heartbreaker," I began as Justin went along once more. I felt at home in the sub shop, back to where I was suppose to be. I could feel the stress just fall off my shoulders, I let the world disappear around me, as I swayed with Justin, and the crowd went wild.

So THANKKKKKKSSSSSSSSS for reading guys, no it isn't over, but I wanted to scare you. Thanks again, you guys are freaking awesome, I want to hug you all, really I do. To everyone who reviews all the time, or once in a while, whatever the reviews are awesome and they push me to keep moving forward. Thank you, thank you, thank you. My busy weeks suck but I try my best to keep this story going. I'll be going back to 'My First Love,' hopefully later on today, and 'Her Brown Eyes,' as well as a one-shot, that WILL be a one-shot ha-ha. Thanks again.