Alex left thinking Marissa didn't love her. Few years later they meet again, they have to work in the same place in LA. Marissa is now engaged to Ryan. Alex goes for the get some, get gone routine. Appearances from old friends and new ones.

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Thoughts are in italic.

Flashbacks are in bold.

AN: Thanks to h3if3ngXx, rebalabroo, digitalpenguin, xelaassiram, bigblusky, dHee, Vero fot the reviews. I really like to read your opinions. I'm glad you guys like Jodie, I wasn't sure about her. And dHee, don't worry, Marissa will have to work really hard to get Alex back, trust me.

Chapter 9

It was 4PM on a Sunday, and every employee of the club was trying to get a word in. It was a mess.

"Everybody, SHUT UP!" Apparently they respected Alex, because everyone did as she said. "Why is this the same every time? Seeing as you can't behave like mature adults, you will be treated as small children. Now, who wants to speak raise your hand and I will call your name. Alright?" Not waiting for a response, she continued "Ok, Nathan, you go first."

"I was thinking something more like a forest, like the rain forest, with trees and birds, and animals, not real, of course. And, I don't know, lots of colors, a fountain maybe."

"No, but we are on the history topic, now that we did Greece, we should do Rome."

"Mike, what did I say about raising hands? Wait for your turn. Go on, Nathan."

"Well the details are still in development but, that's the foundation of the project, to create an Amazonian environment."

"Okay, that's good. Kate, you go next." Then the blonde proceeded to listen to everyone's ideas, writing everything down on her notepad. "That's good people, but it's already 7, let's start setting up. I will tell which one we chose Tuesday, OK?" After countless interruptions, jokes and a few misunderstandings, they were finally done.

As everyone started to make their way to do their tasks, Alex approached Marissa.

"I thought you said you had an idea"

"I did."

"Then why were you so quiet today? You didn't even raise your hand."

"Yeah, there are so many great ideas, mine just seemed stupid."

"I highly doubt it. Nothing you say can be considered stupid."

"Funny."

"I'm not joking."

Marissa stared into Alex's eyes, trying to find out if the blonde meant what she had said. A move which she discovered was a big mistake. Oh my God! Those eyes. Not those eyes. Why do I feel this pull every time I look into them? But that was a question she was afraid to answer.

Alex wasn't doing much better. Why did I say it? I shouldn't have said it. Now she will think I'm trying to get back together or something. Then she will leave. I don't want her to leave. That thought scared the blonde, because she really didn't want the brunette to leave, but she was powerless to stop it.

They stood there, frozen in place. Marissa staring into Alex eyes, physically incapable to turn away, the blonde staring back, afraid that if she didn't the brunette would disappear. And that's how they would have stayed, had Aaron not let a glass fall on the floor, making everyone look at the source of the noise.

"That is good, Aaron."

"Come on, you look like a rookie, A."

"Try not breaking it next time, man."

There were shouts from everyone, trying to make fun of him, before they headed back to whatever they were doing.

"Marissa, what I meant was that there was a suggestion to decorate the club as a church. Imagine that, a nightclub decorated as a church, that's ironic, at the least. No chance your idea is worst than that."

"Promise you won't laugh."

"It can't be that bad."

"Promise."

"Fine."

"Say: I promise."

"I promise."

"Okay, I thought we could do a bubble party."

"A what?" Anyone could see that Alex was having a hard time holding her laugh.

"You said you wouldn't laugh."

"I'm not laughing." Why is it that making a promise that you won't laugh, makes accomplishing it so much harder?

"You are about to. You know what? Just forget it." The brunette said, making her way to their office, but she didn't get very far, as the blonde stopped her, holding Marissa by the arm.

"I want to hear it, just explain." As the brunette didn't seem to budge, Alex found a way to convince her. "Please? Pretty please? Pretty pretty please? Pretty pretty pretty please? Pretty-"

"Fine, just stop it." The taller girl wasn't anywhere near as angry as she pretended to be. "I meant like a bathroom atmosphere, with bubbles falling from the ceiling, trade the sofas for comfortable bathtubs, put some giant soaps around, and a few towels. Maybe a sprinkle, just to refresh, you know."

"Yeah, that's good. We could put foam up to the knees, but then we would have to worry about their clothes."

"No, the foam is a good idea, makes it easier to grind against someone."

"Talking from experience?" Anyone could see the smirk on Alex's face.

Marissa continued, ignoring the blonde's comment.

"We could charge for party clothes. Nothing expansive, you know, shorts and a tight shirt for girls, shorts and t-shirts for boys."

"Yeah, that's good, with funny phrases written all over. The outfit could be around 20 dollars, some cheap fabric. And we would have to install some lockers and dressing rooms."

"Can it be done?"

"Yeah. But we need to get all electrical equipment off the floor, put them on tables or something."

"That will be a lot of hard work."

"What, chickening out already?"

"Not even close. I love challenges."

"Is that right?"

"That's definitely right."

"Good 'cause we have a lot of this to pick, and not too much time to pull this off."

"We better get started, then."

"Yes, we better. Do you have anything planned this week? In the afternoon, I mean."

'No, not really. I don't really know that many people here, I had a few friends over last week, but they went back to their cities. I guess I need some time to meet new people."

"So you're gonna waste tomorrow, your one day break from here, doing nothing?" Alex, don't say it. Please don't say it. The blonde thought.

"Not nothing, I'm gonna, hum, relax, maybe watch some TV, read a magazine, something" Alex was smiling. "You know, bore myself to death."

"I thought you might." Stop right there, Alex. Not another word. But her mouth had a mind of its own. "So, some friends of mine are gonna surf tomorrow. "Shut up. Don't say it. SHUT UP. "You could come." NOOOOOOOOOOOO.

"No, I wouldn't want to impose; besides I can't surf."

"You are not imposing if I'm inviting, and I taught you a little about surfing." Alex, why can't you just let it slide? She gave a perfectly good excuse.

"A little being the operative word, besides it was years ago, there is no way I remember that."

"Then I'll teach you again. Trust me, it will be much easier this time." I think I just got in the dumb blonde category.

"Fine, but if I fall and make a fool out myself, it will be all your fault."

"I can live with that." No, I can't. Stupid, stupid, Alex.

"Hey, you two are you gonna help set up, or are you gonna keep talking all day?" Kate was a bossy girl.

"I think I prefer the second option, especially if I get to watch you do all the work." Alex responded, smiling. She finally noticed that her hand was still on Marissa's arm, quickly taking it away, the blonde went back to work.

"Alex, before you go, where is the beach?"

"I will write down the exact location, it's a special place. I'll leave it on your desk, ok?" Alex couldn't leave the brunette fast enough.

"'k."

After finishing setting up, Alex went upstairs, to their office. It was still a little slow, seeing it was only 9:15, therefore she thought it was the best time to leave the beach's address on Marissa's table.

The blonde girl sat on her own desk, trying to find a pen and a paper. But the task made her realize that she was alone, she could relax. But that wasn't good, because as soon as she took a deep, relaxing breath, her mind was bombarded with a thousand questions, all of them involving a brunette ex-girlfriend.

She let her elbows slump down on her desk, her hands holding her head. The blonde girl let a tear slide down her cheek, something she had sworn not to do again, which made her really not happy.

Thinking of the last days events and encounters with said brunette, Alex realized that maybe she wasn't as feelings-free as she had first thought. And that realization was definitely not welcome.

Finally, the next chapter. Took me long enough. Sorry, it was supposed to be finished last week, but I had an family emergency, but it's done now. From now on I try to update once a week, maybe twice, depending on how busy my professors keep me.

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