Blah! I had a 4 thousand word chapter typed up and was almost ready to post it, but then my idiot brother deleted it! Three fucking hours wasted! Ugh, this might not be my best chapter since I have to redo it, so just bare with me. I wore a purple shirt for spirit day today, and the people at my school disgust me. There was a mentally disabled kid that was being bullied, these jerks were shoving him around and calling him a retard, ON SPIRIT DAY! Ugh, Once I realized what was going on, my friend and I pushed our way through the crowd and got him out of there. Someone had slapped his books from his hands and they scattered onto the floor and no one but my friend and I were doing a fucking thing about it. Half the school just stood in a crowd around him laughing! I couldn't believe it! If i wasn't in a sour mood before, there's no chance of me not being in one now.

veehxD- Thanks I will

Demenaforever13- amen :P

Suefanficlover-Thank You, it was some asshole who was saying that he missed 'skinny pretty' demi and didn't like 'fat ugly demi' He has to be blind to think she's not absolutely beautiful. I totally agree :)

Aperson3- it is ;)

Guest- nope, that was it... Jk. Alex isn't allowed to watch TV, Selena and Demi bought her a whole bunch of DVDs and other things to entertain her and she was too short to see the magazines because they were usually on the top of the rack. This is a fanfiction, maybe they magically go blank whenever she passes them. Nah, it's totally fine, Ask away, I enjoy answering questions as long as I can either answer them, or make you think I can answer them :P

FufuTheFallenAngel- Glad you enjoyed it :)

Alex's POV
Apparently Mommy didn't like what Momma had told me because when they came to pick me up after school that day, she told me it is never okay to hit anyone. I fell asleep in the car and when I woke up I heard Mommy and momma arguing. Mommy was mad at her for what she had told the principal.
"You can't say that kind of thing to the prinicpal! Are you crazy? And where do you get off telling Alex it was okay to hit that little girl?"
"She was defending her friend! I don't want her to have to go through the same thing I did, I want her to stand up for herself"
"There are other ways to stand up for herself. if you encourage it she's going to end up like I was and lord knows I got in fights all the time, I'd use the smallest things for an excuse."
"Hey sweetie, im sorry did we wake you?" Momma's tone changed instantly once she spotted me awake.
"No momma" I lied.
I was scared they were going to keep fighting the rest of the night, but when we got home, it was like they never had an argument.
Mitchie and I have gotten a lot closer and we were always at eachother's houses now. She only lived a block away but Im not allowed to walk over there by myself, but Mitchie is. Her mom let's her do a lot of things, but she scares me. She seems nice when she's talking to the teacher or my parents, but when she's not she looks at me weirdly and I don't like it. I of course thought nothing of it, I just thought she was.. well weird. It was 5 months after our first day of kindergarten that started my suspicions. It was a sunday right before school.
I woke up hearing a small bang. I sat up startled and ready to call for either of my parents when I spotted her outside my window on the balcony. I jumped out of bed and ran to the giant window to open it and let the soaked brunette in.
"Mitchie? Wha-"
"No, please, dont ask" She said in a rush and I realized that she was crying. I immediately pulled her into a hug and she clung to me burying her head into my shoulder. I didn't really know what to do so I thought back to my parents. Whenever I was upset, they would hold me and tell me things to calm me down. I decided to do the same, murmering things into her ear and I could feel her relax into me. We were like that for a while before her crying was reduced to the occasional hiccup.
"I'm sorry I got you wet" Mitchie told me sadly. I looked down to see my front damp.
"Oh, it's fine, let's get changed and then we can go to bed, if you want we can talk in the morning" I reasoned and she nodded with a sniffle. I went to the dresser beside my bed and picked up random pajamas. Usually one of my parents chose what I was going to wear but If they knew Mitchie was here right now, they'd probably make her go home.
Once we got changed, I heard footsteps in the hallway coming our way. Mitchie must have heard them too becuase she looked at me with wide eyes filled with fear.
"Get under the bed" I whispered hurriedly. She did so as I crawled under the covers. I had seen Momma when she's pretending to be asleep so that Mommy wont make her do something, I had learned a few things from it. I closed my eyes as the door opened and I could see the light greet my eyelids. I opened them slowly at first then blinked as I was temporarily blinded by the sudden brightness.
"Momma?" I asked making my voice sound scratchy like how Mommy had always done on the phone when she was pretending to be sick and just waking up.
"Hey sweetie, I'm sorry i didn't mean to wake you" I could hear voices drifting up from downstairs. Someone else was here.
"Momma who's downstairs?" I asked genuinly curious.
"No one" I raised my eyebrow and she laughed.
"You are too much like you're Mommy" She told me
"Tell me who's heeere" I whined. She sighed and ran her hand through her hair.
"Mitchie's mom, but before you ask, No Mitchie is not here" I tried not to look guilty.
"Oh. Why is she here?"
"Don't worry about it, go back to sleep and I will see you in the morning, okay?" I nodded and she tucked me in. She placed a kiss on my forehead before walking out and closing my door. I listened as her footsteps faded and I was sure she was downstairs.
"Mitchie you can come out now" I whispered into the darkness. I heard her crawl out and she climbed onto the bed.
"I like your parents." She told me lying down next to me. I instinctively put my arms around her and pulled her closer as she snuggled into my side.
"Me too." We stayed talking for a while after that, I didn't even remember falling asleep.
That wasn't the only time she showed up here in the middle of the night. It was still a mystery to me how she even made it up to the balcony. I came to the conclusion that she climbed the tree outside my window. Sometimes she would be crying, and others she would be so mad but she never told me why. I didn't ask questions like she asked, I would just hold her until she could calm down when she was crying, the other times I would let her rant as she paced back and forth in front of my bed. My parnets got used to finding us cuddled together on the bed in the morning. They didn't know what was going either, all they knew was that I was there for my friend no matter what.
A few weeks later I was in my room drawing. It was sunday and Mitchie was visiting her grandparents so I was left alone.
"Alex!" I heard Mommy call. I got up discarding my crayons and running down the steps. I found her in the living room sitting in her recliner.
"Yes Mommy?" I asked. She patted her lap and I ran to her and climbed up onto the spot she indicated for me to sit.
"How would you like to read?" She asked me. I looked at her confused.
"But its not bed time" I pointed out.
"I know, I mean You read, not me"
"But I don't know how" She should know that.
"Well it's time you learn. You know your alphabet don't you?" She asked me and I shook my head no.
"What? Your teacher told me that that was the first thing the class went over" I nodded.
"We did, but I don't know it yet." I told her.
"Oh, okay, so why don't we start with that?" For the next few hours she went over the alphabet having me sing the song, showing me how it's written and trying to get me to write it. Nothing seemed to be working, I just couldn't remember them. Whenever I looked at them they would jumble up until it was just a bunch of scribbles in my head.
"C'mon Alex, You know this" Mommy encouraged me as she wrote another letter. I stared at it for a while. It seemed to float off the page and dance before me, mocking me. All the other kids could do this easily so why couldn't I? Was I just not smart enough? I felt hot tears form in my eyes through my anger and frustration. I didn't hear the front door open or Momma informing us that she was home. I grabbed the paper and the book from Mommy's hand and threw them on the ground.
"Alex!" Mommy scolded. "You don't throw things, now go and pick them up" She told me sternly. I hopped down from her lap the tears spilling over to my cheeks. I went to where the items had landed and kicked the book, sending it flying a few feet before turning and running out of the room.

I stopped in the hallway leaning against the wall listening to my parents.

"what was that all about?" I heard Momma ask.

"I don't know. She's not getting it, I thought this was the age she's supposed to be learning it."

"It is. She just started, you don't expect her to automatically pick up a book one day and read it do you?"

"Of course not, but Mitchie can recite the alphabet and can already read and write pretty much any three letter word. Demi, what if Alex is dyslexic?"

"Then she's dyslexic and she'll just have to try harder than most kids, Sel, you shouldn't worry too much, Mitchie is a bright kid, I have a feeling she's going to be doing well in school."

"I guess, I just don't want Alex to have to go through what I did."

I didn't know what they meant, all I could seem to understand is that Mitchie can do this and I can't. Most people would feel hurt or something hearing their parents compare them to another kid, but I took it much differently. The next week when Mitchie came over I told her about my dilemma and she happily agreed to help. By dinner I was starting to get it. It was something about the way she explained it and the way she would look at me while I was trying to figure it out that seemed to help.

"Okay now draw an 'M'" She instructed. I took the red crayon I held in my hand and thought for a moment. I drew it to the best of my abilities. I looked to Mitchie who just smiled.

"Good, now what sound does it make?" I thought of her name.

"mmm" I said starting to second guess myself. She nodded in approval.

"Now next letter, N" She told me and I repeated the process. When I got stuck, she would wait and when I couldn't get it, she told me and had me redo the last three letters. It took us hours to finish but I didn't mind. I loved spending my time with her no matter what it was we were doing.

"Alright you two, time for dinner" Momma came in the room and told us. I jumped off my bed and ran to her with my paper I had been working on.

"Momma! Look! I wrote it!" I handed her the paper and she looked it over before looking to me.

"You did this?" She asked and I nodded. She got on one knee and held the paper so I could see it too.

"What's this?" She pointed to a letter towards the center.

"S, it makes a sssss like a snake" I told her proudly. She broke out in a wide smile and scooped me up.

"Yes! That's right! I'm so proud of you!" She set me down and I laughed.

"Mitchie taught me." I said wanting to acknowledge her assistance.

"Come here" She told Mitchie who smiled and ran into her open arms giggling as Momma spun her around.

"Oh You are all sorts of amazing! Both of you!" She let Mitchie down just as Mommy came up.

"Demi? how long does it take to get them for dinner?" She asked her teasingly.

"Selena check this out!" She had me identify another letter and like before I had gotten it right. Mommy's eyes went wide and she reacted just as Momma had. Momma picked me up again and Mommy held Mitchie. I smiled seeing her look so unbelievably happy.

Sorry nowhere near as long as the original chapter and quite different but it will have to do.
~SM