Hey guys, I wasn't going to write today, but I was like, everyone is counting on me, do it, do it, do it. Plus I could hear you guys screaming at me, ha-ha. Actually yesterday my knuckles were sore and I couldn't bend a few fingers, but whatever, I'm good now. I just finished a PowerPoint. Hopefully I don't mess up tomorrow, I hate messing up. Enjoy, and the next chapter is Mitchie's party. No screaming, or dying from cuteness overload got it? Good. Now enjoy.

I sat next to Conrad as he played a small recording back to me. My foot was shaking against the floor, I admit that was nervous. Mitchie had called two other times after the first time, complaining that it was scary in my house after dark, plus she swore she heard something. I had to continue to remind her that Coco was with her, and that my parents were on their way home in just an hour. I was heading over to the hotel to decorate in just a few minutes with Mackenzie and Conrad, and whatever Justin had done would be finished by us. I needed someone to keep Mitchie company, or she'd call me until midnight.

"How do you like it?" Conrad asked me as I smiled, nodding.

"Its good."

"Good?" He asked, "girl you blew that song out of the water."

"Water. Good." I nodded as he chuckled.

"Its okay Alex, shake it off. The nervousness I mean."

"Nervousness. Good." I was nodding as he pulled me from the chair.

"Do this." He began jumping up and down with his hands to his side as I did the same, before Mackenzie let out a loud laugh. I only faced her, giving her the best glare that I could before Conrad handed me the 'CD' I just roughly did for one song.

"Alright, lets go." He pointed into the air as I nodded. My heart wasn't going to stop beating hard until everything was over, and I knew it. I followed Conrad outside to the driver he purchased for the day, hum, maybe I should say he purchased the car for the day. Well whatever he did, we were making our was to the Wiz Towers to finish the decorating process. It was pitch black on some of the streets. Mackenzie was poking at my side as I ignored her. Tomorrow I was singing in front of a lot of people. Tomorrow I was wearing a dress. Tomorrow I was going to purpose to Mitchie. Tomorrow I was going to take control of life for both Mitchie and I. Tomorrow…tomorrow…tomorrow I was going to throw up, I felt it. Maybe even today.

"So should we stay at the hotel tonight, or should everyone just go back to your place?" Conrad asked as I faced Mackenzie, swatting her hand away.

"I think its best for me to stay away from the hotel. Plus Mitchie can't know about where her party will be."

"Oops." Mackenzie said, sliding over towards Conrad more.

"Oops what?" I asked as the girl shrugged. "You better tell me, I'm not in the mood to stay calm." I told the girl as she sighed.

"I kind of told Mitchie about Whiz towers. I was stupid, I didn't mean to."

"Great." I tossed my hands into the air, before sliding down in my seat. "Did you show her the ring too?" I asked as Conrad stared between us.

"What ring? How come I didn't see it?" He asked as Mackenzie giggled.

"I had it, but then I handed it to Harper." The girl told me as I nodded.

"Wait, but you didn't show Mitchie right?"

"Of course not. You see I didn't even show Conrad."

"Good." My heart was already racing at a thousand miles per minute, and I knew I was too young for a heart attack, but I felt one coming on.

"Wiz Towers." The driver said, pulling in front of the building as I gazed at it. The outside was nothing but white with a gold trim around the windows. There was a large bush out front with a fountain sitting in the middle of it, shooting water more the fifteen feet high.

"Lets do this." Conrad cheered, hoping from the car as I held my stomach.

"Come on Alex. It'll be fine." Mackenzie reached for my hand but I pushed it away, sliding out on my own, before making it out to the front. We all made it inside the building, finding the ball room on our own as I stopped in awe, at how much work my brother and Harper had already accomplished.

"You like it?" Justin asked, sweat beads covering his forehead. I shook my head, in disbelief before Harper strolled over.

"I take that as a yes." She hugged me, before one of her arms limped over my shoulder. I was still taking in the gold, silver, and white streaming that they managed to place on the wall. The place was bigger then we'd expected, but then again I didn't come to check out Wiz Tower's ballroom before booking it. The tables were sat up against the wall almost, in a large square formation, with every chair covered in a white tap, with a golden bow. The tables had a silver cloth over it, with a bowl of shimmering beads in the middle.

"I'm shocked at the progress." I told Harper as she nodded, pressing her cheek into mine.

"The banner is going there." She pointed to the back wall as I nodded. "Mitchie is going to love this." Once the girl moved away from me I noticed the small stage near the back of the room. Actually it was more like the back of the room was the center of attention. There was ribbon streamed along the base, a microphone placed in the middle, and the background read HAPPY 18th in bold letters.

"We still have the set up for the food to do, but we kept the middle floor clear for dancing. I decided to set up the DJ stand, that I myself will be managing, near the entrance." Justin smiled, before pointing at Different areas. If I was falling in love with this place now, imagine tomorrow, it was going to be amazing.

"Mom and dad called, they were taking Mitchie out to dinner, so I guess I don't need to hurry back to the house, and I can help you decorate." Justin, smiled, and all I could do was stare past him.

"Its no use, the girl is stunned." Mackenzie announced, moving over to help Harper with streamers and balloons.

"You can sit for a while if you want. We still have a lot to do before tomorrow, but we have enough time…I hope."

"Four hours." I whispered to Justin, before I shook my head. "Four hours before we're done. Four hours before tomorrow is officially here. Four hours before…"

"We get it!" Everyone yelled, with a smile on their face. I lowered my voice, staring at the back stage.

"Four hours."

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Mitchie's P.O.V

Jerry and Teresa had stopped at the house to pick me up. I felt a bit horrible for leaving Coco alone, but everyone reassured me that she'd be fine.

"So Max, what were you guys up to?" I asked the boy, as he shook his hair, before staring at me.

"Black looks good on you, should I dye my hair?" He asked as both his parents, did a small chant, 'no.'

"Sorry Max. Besides, I dyed my hair for a stupid reason anyway."

"Yeah but at least Alex still likes you, no matter what color your hair is. Right mom and dad?" The boy asked his parents. Jerry was driving, so Teresa faced us, before she shook her head.

"No fourteen year old child of mine is dying his hair. When you're older we'll talk."

"How much older?" Max asked. "Grandpa's age?"

"We'll see." Teresa answered with a smile. We were pulling along a familiar road. A way too familiar road. Max gazed out the window as I did the same, watching as the streets dimmed before a small lit road came into view.

"Um, where are we going?" I asked.

"Oh we have one more box to drop off and then we'll be going to dinner." Teresa answered as I rose an eyebrow. Why were we coming back to Justin's place.

"So is this Justin's house?" I asked as Max faced me.

"You don't know? Its…"

"MAX!" Both his parents yelled before the boy slid more into his seat.

"Oh, right. I forgot." He hissed before the car stopped. I was having a bad feeling about this, what if I went inside and they noticed something was moved? What if they noticed someone was there? Alex and I'd be dead. I took a deep breath as the door opened, each of us stepping out as Jerry opened the truck.

"I just need help getting these onto the landing, then I'll take them in." He informed me as I nodded, not really wanting to go back into the house now anyway. It was hard for me to fake something, and although the inside of that house was beautiful, everyone would know my secret by my lack of surprise. Once Max and I carried things onto the top landing, we had to get back in the car as Teresa and Jerry did the rest.

"So." I said, my heart racing, beating loudly in my ears.

"So what?" Max asked.

"I don't know. I wonder what Alex is up to right now."

"I bet she's just…hey, you can't get anything out of me." The boy finally closed up like a clam as I smiled.

"Its okay Max, I'd rather be surprised tomorrow."

"Oh you will be."

"What does that suppose to mean?"

"Nothing."

"It sounded more then nothing. I already know she's singing to me."

"Well at least I didn't tell you." He said, squishing himself closer towards his locked door.

"And I know about the party at Wiz towers." I informed him.

"You may know that, but you don't know that Alex is….." He covered his mouth, tapping his foot harshly against the seat in front of him.

"Alex is what?" I asked, as he shook his head. I faced the window as Jerry and Teresa made it towards the car. "Its okay Max, I promised Alex I'd stop snooping on tomorrow." I crossed my arms as both parents climbed into the car.

"What's wrong Maxi?" His mom asked as he uncovered his mouth.

"Nothing, I was just thinking about tomorrow. So yeah, nothing." He faced the window as Teresa faced me.

"He didn't say a word." I rose my hand in defense. She only nodded closing the door as Jerry drove off once more.

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Alex's P.O.V

At some point, decorating started into a ribbon war. I had tossed a few pieces at Harper, and she tossed them at Justin, before trying to tie him up. And Mackenzie and Conrad began running around like mad people. I guess with the party tomorrow, we were all a bit worked up on getting things right, instead of being teenagers with adult minds, half the time. We ran around in circles, playing red light green light, and at this moment, Justin was the light pole.

"Green light," he spun around, closing his eyes as we darted towards him. I pulled back on Harper's arm, making her stumble as Justin screamed, "red light." We held our positions. Harper was determined to win. I giggled before Justin began again, as we all made a run towards him. The stage became closer and closer with every call from my brother's voice. I would imagine myself on the stage, singing a song that was very personal to me. With the final stretch to Justin, only one green light away, I ignore the stage before he shouted. The room filled with laughter as Harper darted out of no where, holding against Justin tightly as I tapped his hand.

"You're disqualified!" He squealed at Harper, as she hugged him tightly.

"Oh, I know. Alex wins, yay. But you're my prize, she doesn't want you."

"No, I do not." I confirmed, pushing myself onto the stage, before standing up. The microphone had knocked against my arm, as everyone below me continued to laugh. Mackenzie had her arms wrapped around Harper from behind, while Conrad, tried plucking Justin away from his future lover. They had to be going somewhere sooner or later. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and imagining the room filled with people. My mom and dad in one corner, Mitchie standing next to me, and her parents hopefully standing somewhere close. I opened my eyes, as everyone moved back to work. I pulled the microphone form its place on the stand and faced away from the room, staring at the back sign.

"When….everything…falls apart," I whispered, trying to remember the words to the song. I could hear my voice, shaking through the room.

"I knew you'd whisper," Justin yelled, pointing to the area that the microphone must have been hooked up to. I stumped my foot, facing him as he quickly turned the volume down. I turned to the wall, pulling the microphone back up before closing my eyes.

"You like me the best…when I'm a mess….when I'm my own worst enemy, you make me feel beautiful." I began smiling as the words began flowing together. "And its seems like the world is crashing at my feet," I hummed as someone cheered, I wasn't sure as to who it was. "You like me the best, when I'm a mess, when I'm my own worst enemy…" I replaced the microphone in its place, stepping off the stage, smiling, "you make me feel beautiful." I whispered to myself before grabbing a bundle of floating balloons.

"Okay, who tangled these?" I asked as everyone quickly pointed to Conrad.

"I'm sorry. Those stupid things made me mad. They were a little tangled, then they got even more tangled and then…and then I just gave up." He told me, as I focused on the gold and white balloons.

"Guess I'll go on untangling duty." I moved over to a nearby table, setting the balloon weight on the cloth. "Conrad, after I do this, you'll be the one placing them in the correct place, got it?"

"Yes Alex ma'am." He said, placing his chin down against his chest. I only smiled at his gesture, before getting back to work. We only had a hour left to get anything, and everything else finished.

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Mitchie's P.O.V

"Pick a color," Max had made a cootie-catcher out of his napkin at the restaurant we were at. He pulled a pen from his mom's purse and no we were going through and endless game or 'yes' and 'no' answers.

"Purple," I pointed as he spelled it out.

"Pick a number."

"Why do you have fifteen on here?"

"I don't know. Pick a number."

"Fine," I giggled, "fifteen." I watched as he counted the numbers off before a woman walked over with our food. She set it before all of us, as the woman stopped and gazed at me.

"Oh I hope you don't mind but, can I have your autograph?" She asked as I faced Max. It was weird, because even Teresa and Jerry gave an awkward stare to the woman. I grabbed the pen Max had used, signing the woman's notepad, before she left.

"Okay another number." He pushed the soft napkin into my side.

"Four."

"There is no four."

"Max, is right there."

"That's a tree." He focused on his picture.

"Why would you tell me to pick a number if that's a tree?"

"I was just…"

"Fine, tree then." I told the boy as he sighed, since I still didn't pick a number. He opened the flap of the napkin before 'ooing.'

"What?" I asked.

"The answer is yes," He smiled with confidence, showing me the paper as I nodded.

"Good to know." I faced my meal, lifting up my hamburger before taking a big bite. I had fries and a shake as well, and it all was perfectly made. As dinner progressed, time grew later and later, and I was tired.

"Can you guys take me home? I need to rest before tomorrow." Both Teresa and Jerry said 'okay' as we finished out meal. I told Max he was in charge of Coco, and that I'd be there in the morning to change for my party. When we were back in the car I felt myself dozing off. The lights flashed from the poles outside, and I grew weak. It was almost twelve thirty, and I wouldn't usually be tired, but today, I was. I felt the car slowly rocking me side to side before something came through on the radio that woke me up.

"We have an exclusive story on Mitchie Torres, who recently this week cancelled her contract with CR records in order to live a so called, 'normal' life. Her personal friend said she has information on the Torres star of Waverly, and we'll be hearing from her first thing, tomorrow morning."

"Wait, what?" I sat up asking as Teresa twisted the volume knob. The guy was off air now and a song began to play. "What is he talking about?" I asked as Teresa shook her head.

"Who cares what this source says right?"

"But,..you're right." I nodded. There were a ton of people who knew me, and even though none of us were close friends anymore, a lot of them knew me, and more then that, they all knew Alex."

"I hate the media really." Teresa told me, smiling as she faced her husband.

"Yeah. Except the people on the sandwich channel." Jerry laughed.

"There's no such thing." I told him.

"Yes it is. You wouldn't know, but there is, isn't it honey?" His wife stayed quiet as Max slid over and laid against my shoulder. He was almost as hard as a rock, he wouldn't budge, so I wrapped my arm around him, laying against his head before closing my eyes. I didn't care about whatever, whoever was going to say, it didn't matter. I had everything, and everyone I wanted in my life, I didn't care about those who tried to break us apart. Keyword, tried.

Alex's P.O.V

The driver was off for the night since Conrad and Mackenzie decided to stay at the hotel, so Harper, Justin and I went in my dad's truck to head home. The moon was bright tonight. Harper was sitting close against Justin's seat in the back, as she tried to hold onto him. I couldn't believe she was still going after him after Derrick, I thought she liked him, maybe it was just a crush.

"So how do you feel about the party technically later on today since its past twelve?" Justin asked as I shrugged.

"Honestly. I'm too tired to worry, it'll be fine." I told my brother as he nodded.

"Just like I thought it's be."

"Yeah. Yeah." I waved him off before my phone began ringing. It wasn't Mitchie this time. I answered quickly.

"Alex."

"Yeah mom."

"I'm taking Mitchie home, I just thought you'd like to know."

"Um," I gazed around the area we were in before nodding to myself, "okay mom, I'll meet you there."

"You're gonna' stay over?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, how far away are you?"

"Uh, just a few blocks away."

"Okay, see you soon."

"Alright, bye." I hung up the phone, telling Justin where I was going, as he made a u-turn towards the other direction.

"I should go home too." Harper stated as Justin sighed.

"I'll be driving all night."

"Not unless you want me sleeping with you," Harper smiled deviously.

"HARPER!"

"In your bed, not in that way. I want our first time to be romantic," she told my brother as I gagged.

"Guys, talk like this when I'm out of the car." We stopped near my mom's truck, as I saw Mitchie asleep in the back with Max. My dad was rubbing his stomach with his hand, as I did my best to look away.

"See you guys tomorrow." I waved goodbye to Harper and Justin, climbing out as they left. My mom climbed from the car and walked on the side towards me in the street.

"So is everything finished?" She asked as I nodded. "Good."

"Mom can you grab Max, and I'll get Mitchie."

"Alright." She walked onto the other side of the car, opening the door as I watched her. Mitchie had opened her eyes slightly as my mom pulled Max off of her. I slowly opened the car door as she slowly sat up. I pushed the door open, sliding one arm behind Mitchie's back and the other one under her legs, pulling her form the car as she leaned against my shoulder. I used my foot to close the door before my mom waved goodbye, and Connie opened the house door.

"Can you come and get us by ten?" I asked my mom as she gave a thumbs up before leaving. I made it into the house, slowly carrying Mitchie up the stairs as her mom locked the door. Once in the room, I placed Mitchie on the bed as she gazed at me, still dazed. I locked the room door, before crawling in the bed next to her.

"How was your day?" I asked as she smiled faintly.

"After a while…it was nice." She yawned, nudging her face into her pillow more.

"Nice. That's good. Tomorrow is going to be just as nice. Well, today technically." I told her as she closed her eyes nodding.

"My birthday." She yawned.

"Oh yeah," I leaned into Mitchie, pressing my lips against hers as she giggled. "Happy birthday beautiful."

"Alex." I watched as she blushed.

"Happy birthday to you."

"Oh no."

"Happy birthday to you."

"Alex."

"Happy birthday dear beautifully, stunning, amazing, no body else's girlfriend but mine Mitchie, happy birthday to you."

"Wow." She whispered, her breath hitting my lips as I kissed her again.

"What, but you are all those amazing things."

"Yeah, don't do that later on." She told me, her eyes still closed as I sighed, nodding, kissing her cheek before laying against the bed.

"So, who's getting the light?" I asked as Mitchie finally faced me.

"You."

"No you." I told her.

"Alex!"

"What? You're closer." Which she truly was.

"But its my birthday."

"Crap. Fine." I made it over to the light, and once I flicked it off, and laid back down, then panic set in again. It was now one in the morning and in fourteen hours I was going to sing. I was going to purpose, in fourteen hours, my life was going to change.

My aunt's cat started to snore out of no where, scared me to death. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, and just a few chapters left. Unless I can't find an end, but so far its pretty clear to me.

Also all of you guys are awesome and funny when it comes to reviewing. Keep it up, I love the laughs and encouragement.

Oh and my cat won the staring contest, but I just had one with the dog because she was barking a lot, and I won.