Holy Crap, the last chapter of 'Crush.' I'm at a lost for words here, I want to thank everyone and its just hard to do it before the chapter so I'll thank you all more in depth at the end. But I want to say thank you to everyone for reading, commenting, telling me what you want more of, less of, how you like the chapters, dislike them, and more.

With less and less Demi and Selena things going on, and more things for me to laugh about that's happening in the world with them, or for me to go into my defensive mode, I want everyone to know that I've found a way to keep myself motivated. You guys Duh.

Okay onto the story. Also I've typed this chapter and lost it among the pile of things I've written and saved on my laptop. So, rewrite. Anyway, enjoy.

Just for fun, a little hint of 'The Code of Charm," was given in chapter 43, not much though.

Thank Yous at the end.

THE CODE OF CHARM….TOMORROW.

The sound of water running against something smooth engulfed the air. I could feel the sun on my face as hair began to scratch my neck. I was able to move more then I could last night. I opened my eyes spotting Harper out of place. Mitchie was still sleep in my lap, her face grazing my arm as her hair brushed against my skin over and over again. I wrapped my arms around her waist, kissing the top of her head before I saw Coco sitting on the porch. I couldn't believe we slept on the beach all night.

"Mitch," I whispered, taking a deep breath as she shifted. "Come on," I tapped her sides, feeling her tense before she opened her eyes, turning back to face me. Her chocolate brown eyes were so bright today, so full of life, and here it is maybe just a few hours after dawn.

"Come on Mitch, its cool out here," I tapped her waist again, expecting her to move, but all she did was push herself up to kiss my chin, before she closed her eyes once more. "Mitchie, wake up," I began to whine as Coco finally noticed I was awake. She came darting off the porch towards us. "Coco, stop!" I began to chant, but once the puppy was close enough, she hopped onto Mitchie, waking the girl up, while pushing more weight onto me.

"Coco," Mitchie stood, lifting the puppy into her arms.

"Oh yeah, you'll wake up for her. I see where I stand." I joked, as I went after the girl and the dog. Inside the house, Max was laying on his laptop, his arms folded under him with Roger by his side. Justin was on the couch as Harper laid next to him, with her arm across his leg. I chuckled a bit before tapping my knuckles against the archway wood.

"Rise and shine," I smiled as Justin shot straight up, staring at Harper before the girl shook her head at his actions.

"I feel like I slept on a log all night," Max complained.

"Well I guess I should get back home. I have a few things I have to do to make sure the school clubs are in order." Harper took over Justin's old job as president of the school. She was now in charge of every afterschool activity, the order of the lunch menus, and an advisor to pep-rallies.

"So Justin, what are you going to be up to?" Mitchie asked my brother as they both left to trail into the kitchen. I couldn't hear the rest of their conversation so I followed Harper to the car.

"Do you think there's still a spot on the cheerleading squad open?" I asked.

"For you?" Harper took into shock.

"NO!" I quickly defended, shaking my head and hands at the same time. "For Mitchie. You know she was a part of the cheerleading squad before I…well you know."

"I wouldn't know if there was a spot open, although considering tryouts will be on the first day of school I guess there is. But…what about Claire? She was a part of the cheer squad as well, you wanted me to hook her up with April remember?"

"No," I remembered the girl in the car with Justin last night, the one he left the bracelet for.

"I'm sure Mitchie could easily rejoin the cheer squad, but I want you to know something else…so can Claire."

"But that April girl is suppose to keep Claire away from Mitchie."

"Alex stepping back into high school isn't as easy as you think. We've always had problems, not everyone is going to act like little adults, nor stay in their place. You've got Michelle out of the picture, but I'll try my best to keep Claire out of the way, but..are you sure Mitchie going back to be a cheerleader is good for you guys?"

"I'm sure that she wants to go back to her old friends, and I'm going to let her."

"Great, now we have to be on Mitchie duty," Harper rolled her eyes as I bit my bottom lip. Mitchie and Justin appeared in the doorway with Max.

"We're not going to be on Mitchie duty, we're going to be on Claire duty."

"What's the difference?"

"I can't give Mitchie a reason to not trust me," I explained, "if I act as if she can't handle herself then we'll both be back to square one, and we don't want that."

"We don't?"

"No Harper," I sighed, "we don't."

Once Justin and Max came to the car Mitchie grabbed my hand.

"I forgot my dad had something to give me. I have to go get it. You can come if you want." Mitchie was anxious and excited.

"I'll stay here to unpack, just don't be gone forever."

"No problem," she squeaked as I giggled, letting her leave with my brothers and best friend. Once I was back in the house I was clueless on what to do. For one I wasn't going to unpack, and although Mitchie didn't know it, she would be the one doing all the work. And as for walking the dogs, the beach could be their playground, just the entire cleaning up part would annoy me. I laid across the couch, taking a few deep breaths before listening to the waves crash against the beach. I was surprised my mom and dad actually agreed to this.

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Mitchie's P.O.V

When I arrived at my parent's, my mom was moving boxes around downstairs.

"Mom, what are you doing?" I asked as she jumped at my voice.

"Mitchie don't do that to me." She held her hand against her chest before gazing at her boxes.

"What are you doing?" I asked once again.

"Um, packing a few things."

"This doesn't look like a few." Boxes piles the couch and floor. It was just like the time when my dad tried to force me to go into the inner city with him. But I didn't want to remember that moment in time.

"Well, your dad wants to move a few things to New York."

"We are in New York."

"Well, instead of Waverly, he wanted to move things into the inner city."

"Why?" I placed my house key against the end table as my mom sighed.

"Mitch, you're a big girl now.."

"So you're going to leave me here now?"

"Honey that's not what we're trying to do."

"Then what are you trying to do, because it feels a lot like abandonment!" I didn't see how someone could try to leave their only child in a city hundreds of miles away from them.

"You knew your dad had a condo in the city."

"Yeah and I thought he got rid of it when he moved back here."

"Mitchie don't be mad…"

"MAD?" I yelled, staring at the top of one of the brown boxes. "Mom, you can't leave me here by myself."

"Honey its not forever. Your dad is going back to his job and I'm going to support him. You know we've stayed here because you wanted to finish high school, so when you got a job with CR we had already planned on moving."

"So you were going to leave me in L.A. alone?"

"Mitchie, stop saying alone, you have Alex." My mom waved her hand at me as I rolled my eyes.

"So since I have Alex you're still deciding on leaving me? Is this dad's little gift to me?"

"Mitch," once my mom said that, my dad stepped into the house from who knows where. I crossed my arms, facing him as he spoke.

"Hey sweetie."

"Don't even dad."

" So I'm guessing you see all these boxes," he joked, laughing as I stared blankly at him. "Okay not funny."

"You think. Dad, what are you guys doing? And without telling me?"

"Mitchie you knew I had to go back to work."

"So but you didn't have to take mom."

"Mitchie we're a family, and you're suppose to be in L.A, that's what we planned.."

"Don't even," I shook my head. I didn't realize how bad my chest was hurting until I felt a warm tear press against my cheek.

"Come here sweetie," my mom wrapped her arms around me as I tugged away.

"Mitch listen, your mom and I need to be together, its like how you….how you want to be with Alex. You didn't ask our permission before you went off and decided to live with her, but we're okay with that."

"Oh I see, lets do exactly what our eighteen year old daughter is doing."

"Mitch," my dad began again as I looked away from him.

"If you have something to give me, then just hand it over so I can leave."

"Mitch," both my parents called to me. I tried holding my breath as they spoke by my throat began to burn and that's when one tear turned into four, five, and they kept slowly trailing from my eyes.

"Baby, if you want me to stay…" my mom began.

"Connie that's not the plan." My dad cut her off.

"So what, its obvious that Mitchie still needs one of us around."

"We can't keep doing this to ourselves. We want our daughter to be happy, but what about us?"

I was torn between my mom and dad. My mom would happily give up her plans with my dad to be with me, while my dad was right as well. It would be wrong of me to break up my own family. I brushed my tears away, trying to hold everything else in.

"Just go," I said in a raspy voice, "just leave."

"Not if you're going to hate us," my mom ran her fingers through my hair as I shook my head.

"If this is what you're going to do to stay together, then do it." It hurt me to say those words as my mom ran her finger under my chin, lifting my face up so I can stare into her eyes.

"Mitchie I know you," she whispered. "You'd hate if we did this."

"Mom don't make this harder then it already is," I told her. "What's going to happen to the house?" I asked. I lived here basically my entire life.

"Well we're not selling it, but dad and I decided to lease it out for a while, if that's okay with you." My mom was waiting for my answer but I couldn't pretend I was happy with any of this. I faced my dad.

"I have to get back outside with Justin, so what was it that you wanted to give me?" Any more time in this place was bound to make me weep.

"I wanted to give you this," my dad rose an old star that once sat against my bedroom door when I was younger. Him and my mom had a thing for not tossing anything out. "I thought you'd get your name engraved like you wanted when you were younger. I was going to do it in L.A, but….you know, plans didn't work out."

"Keep it," I whispered, I had to get out of this place.

"Take it Mitch. You're our little star, and we want you to be happy."

"Well," I sighed, "if you really wanted me to be happy you wouldn't leave me here alone." I made it out the door, as Justin ran his fingers across the truck's mirror. I'm sure he could see the tears now falling against my face. I climbed into the car, placing my face in my hands as I heard the boy climb in.

"Mitchie what's up?" He asked as I shook my head. This hurt just a little bit more then I expected.

"Just go," I muffled out through my fingers.

"Not until you tell me what's up."

"Justin," I rose my head, sure my eyes were red. "Please, just take me to Alex."

"Mitchie, I'm here for you." He ran his finger across my back as I laid against him, crying silently.

"I can't believe my parents were acting all happy yesterday when they were going to leave me here alone." I continued to cry as I remembered them fixing up the house as well as the garden. I should of noticed earlier.

"What do you mean alone?"

"They're leaving me here, by myself."

"You have me, you have Alex and Harper. Mitch you have your friends."

"But that's not the point, they're just doing this to…"

"Mitchie, your parents love you. That's first and foremost, and I may not know the reason their doing this but I'm sure its not to hurt you. Plus, saying you're alone hurts me," Justin began nudging me as I sat up. "Alex would take offense to that as well."

"I…," with one quick breath I nodded.

"So are you cool now?"

"I'm fine, but I'm still not okay with this." I pressed my head against the window, closing my eyes as Justin started the car. I heard a knock against my window as my dad rose the star up to me. I didn't budge, nor roll down my window. Justin signaled my dad over as I noticed my mom with him.

"Mitch you still have to say goodbye." My dad said, after handing Justin my star.

"Bye," I said harshly before shifting so I couldn't see them.

"Mitch, we can't leave it like this." My mom told me. "Please honey, lets have a proper goodbye."

"No," I was stubborn and I wanted to keep it that way. "Justin lets go."

"But Mitchie," he started.

"Please Justin, just take me home." And with those words he pulled off as I sighed, staring at the sky. I sucked at see-you-later's and goodbye's."

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Alex's P.O.V

"Roger? Roger?" I was searching everywhere for my little puppy. Coco was sitting on the couch when I awoke and Roger was no where to be found. "Oh this is really funny, scaring me half to death," I still couldn't see him. I heard a car door slam shut so I jumped, walking over to the front when Mitchie walked in. Her face was slightly turned up with dry tears against her cheek. She stormed straight past me as I held my hands up, watching Justin come in.

"Did she find Roger?" I whispered as Justin focused on my confused.

"Uh, no. What did you do, lose him?"

"No!" I told my brother, "He just got misplaced that's all."

"Oh." Justin looked over my shoulder as a door slammed from within. Coco darted after the sound as I faced my brother.

"What did you do to her? Don't make me kill you."

"I didn't do anything," he told me, "her parents did something. But she wouldn't tell me what." I saw that Justin was laying, he always did this thing with his voice when he lied.

"I'll ask her while you look for Roger." I signaled to my brother as I left towards the back. I didn't hear anything but I saw Coco scratching at the root of one of the doors.

"Its okay girl, move back." I gave the dog space to move before I opened the room door, she darted in before I did. Mitchie was laying against a corner chair, staring out the window. I closed the room door, scaling the room, not really walking her way.

"So, that was a great attempt at being mad at something." I told Mitchie as her eyes shot over to mine. "So are you going to tell me what it is?"

"It doesn't matter." She refaced the beach outside.

"Well I'm relieved now. But just for the record books I'd like to know what's going on." I made it over to her, tapping on her knee that she had close to her chest, but she kept it there, with her fingers locked right over her leg.

"Alex how would you feel if your parents decided to just leave you."

"I like where this is going," I smiled as she scoffed.

"I'm not kidding."

"Okay," I defensively said, standing above Mitchie, combing my fingers through her hair. "So I'm guessing your parents are going somewhere?"

"To the inner city."

"Bummer," I called out, before I let my finger fall down to Mitchie's cheek. I lowered myself in front of her, placing my head on her knee so I was close to her face. "You always have me. And I'd never leave you, even if you wanted me to."

"Alex that's not the point. They were going to leave without telling me, and now…"

"Mitch, I'm sure they were going to tell you."

"Yeah today." Her eyes came to mine as I bit my bottom lip.

"You know, we could totally use that to our advantage and…wait, we already have our own house." I smiled as Mitchie shook her head. "Hey this is my best material here girl, you better show me a smile or else."

"Alex I'm not in the mood to laugh."

"Mitchie listen to me. We're going to get though this and whatever else life throws at us. We can do this. Its me and you against the world. I think the odds are awesome." I smiled once again before leaning in to kiss Mitchie. Once I pecked her lips I pulled back, hearing Roger whimper under the bed.

"HA, found you." I rejoiced, running over to the dog, lifting him as Mitchie let Coco hop in her lap.

"I'm sure my mom didn't do this to hurt me." Mitchie said as I agreed.

"Besides we have high school left, she's bound to come back right?"

"And my dad?"

"Yeah. Mitch lets just make the best of this year. With no worries." I cuddled Roger before opening the room door. Justin was getting ready to knock.

"I uh…"

"Yeah," I nodded. "Thanks for everything Justin. You can head home now."

"Oh, but Mitch…"

"She's fine." I told him.

"Alex," Mitchie called from behind me, standing up. "We should go back to my parents house. I didn't give them a proper goodbye."

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Mitchie and I sat on the front porch as her parents continued to pack on the inside. She said her goodbyes and now we were just sitting there, saying and doing, nothing. The night air was cool and the sky clear. I plucked through some chocolate in its wrapper in my hand as Mitchie faced me.

"We have to make senior year the best year ever with us," she began.

"I know," I spoke through my chocolate filled mouth.

"I love you Alex." Mitchie whispered as I smiled.

"I love you too," I said, trying my best to quickly eat my chocolate.

"We can do this." She told me, leaning against my shoulder. I swallowed my chocolate.

"We can do whatever we set our minds too, as long as we do it together."

Mitchie's mom walked outside, handing me the truck keys.

"Thanks for bringing her back Alex."

"No problem," I giggled, helping Mitchie and I up as she hugged her mom tightly. Chris walked out next.

"And we're going to miss you as well Lexi," Connie hugged me tightly, almost causing me to cough before Chris hugged me and Mitchie at the same time.

"Please call, everyday." Connie said as I nodded, although Mitchie rose her eyebrow.

"Mom, I'm a teenage girl. I'll call when I have time," she joked, before we did our last goodbyes and Mitchie and I walked to the car.

"So, back to the beach house." I said. "Crap, I've got conned in driving again." I whined before Mitchie placed her seatbelt on.

"I really do love you more then you'll ever know Alex." She told me as I started the truck.

"Me too Mitch, trust me."

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DELETED SCENE (It was between Harper getting in the truck to go home at the beach house.)

"I don't know if there's an opening, I just set up a few things with them. But I do know that during opening week they'll have tryouts. Maybe Mitchie should go. And as for the entire class trip thing. I'm sure everyone has forgot about it by now, except the part where we were searching for you guys for hours, but other then that…"

"I get it."

Max ran to the truck next, as I saw Justin signaling to Mitchie. They were still inside, and up to something at that.

"So Harper, don't hit on my brother as much okay, we can't have things going fast."

"What? Alex, you should know me better then that," she smiled, "our relationship is going to go into maximum overdrive."

"Did someone say Maximum?" Max asked from the back seat as I shook my head. He was barley paying attention to anything.

"Anyway, you and Mitchie should just have fun for these next two weeks…but not too much fun," Harper warned, waving her finger at me as I giggled.

"But having too much fun is the best kind." I smirked as Harper shook her head. I heard Justin trailing towards the car so I ran over to him, and without notice, I gave him a hug, holding onto him as he stood stiffly in shock.

"Uh..," he muttered.

"Thank you Justin," I whispered, "for everything. I never knew you were this sweet of a brother." I pulled back, smiling at him as he loosened up.

"Well, I can be nice at times." He looked away as I nodded.

"Thank you," I said one last time, "but don't expect to hear that again." I trudged back to the house as he chuckled. Once Justin hopped into the car, I went into the house, sure he had left.

"Ah, two weeks living in peace and quiet," I fell backwards onto the couch as Mitchie giggled. I didn't even know exactly where she was.

"So, what do you want to do?" Mitchie asked.

"I don't know. I never knew there would be such a moment where the two of us would be left alone. It feels good." I smiled.

"It does doesn't it?" Mitchie pressed her back against the wall, brushing her hair out of her face as I finally took in her appearance. She wasn't even in the same outfit as before. She was standing barefooted in a red dress.

"What are you up to?" I sat up asking.

"Nothing," she bit her bottom lip, smiling as I narrowed my eyes.

"Um-hum." I laid back.

Nothing big. Thanks for reading.