A/N: Hey everyone. If you're reading this, thanks for sticking by. I've had a really busy semester and then my dumb ass decided to sign up for an online summer class, which I hated. BUT I'm back and far from idea-less. To new readers, Hi! Thanks for clicking on my story!
This next story is going to be made up of some really crappy chapters, but I wanted some background before I write the sequel (which I already have in my head). The sequel is where the real story will be. I think you're going to like it :)
This, however will pretty much just be Alex and Mitchie's blossoming relationship. It'll be kind of AU and pretty much OOC so, just letting you know now. Also, sorry for the crappy title. I really suck at naming things haha
Anyway. Onto the story.
FRESHMAN YEAR
Alex Russo entered the halls of Tribeca Preparatory School and at first, was a bit intimidated. She had only been inside the school once when her older brother, Justin, made the family see his entry at the annual science fair. It was much bigger than her middle school and also had about twice as many people because the Waverly area had two middle schools but only one high school, so the kids merged with each other. Not to mention, the school had 3 stories, plus a separate auditorium, and soccer field.
Hmm. Justin mentioned that the girls' soccer team was a big deal here. Alex thought to herself.
She walked over to the crowd of kids in front of the principal's office and saw that there was a list of all of the freshman and what room they were assigned to, where they would get their class schedules.
Alex saw that she was in room A242 and tried to figure out where that was. She looked at the room number of the principal's office and saw that it was A132.
Luckily, Alex was born with decent common sense, and concluded that the first digit of the room numbers corresponded with what floor the room was on. Second floor, it is.
Alex turned around as soon as she heard some people mumbling about "some girl with the dress made of school supplies". She knew exactly who they were referring to and smiled when she saw her best friend, Harper Finkle, walk through the double doors.
"Harper!" Alex exclaimed as she waved her friend over. It was good to see the familiar face of someone she actually enjoyed seeing.
"Hey Alex. What's going on here?" Harper asked.
"First day room assignments. What room are you in?"
Harper studied the list and pointed at her name on the paper.
"I'm in room A329." Harper answered.
Alex was disappointed that they weren't going to be in the same room, but it was probably sorted by last name, so she was not all that surprised.
"...Room A242." Oh no. Alex cringed when she heard the voice. She knew that voice. It belonged to none other than her arch nemesis for the past 8 years – Gigi Santiago.
"Harper, please don't tell me Gigi is in my room this morning." Alex whispered.
Harper checked the list again.
"Sorry, Alex. Looks like your room is gonna be all kids with last named starting from 'RU' to 'SA'." Harper said sympathetically.
The bell rang, signaling the students to start walking to their respective rooms. The two friends parted ways after they got to the second floor and Alex found her room. She walked in and found a seat in the back corner, a good distance away from having to awkwardly decide whether or not to say hello the acquaintances from middle school.
School was never Alex's favorite thing. Sure, she valued an education, but the actual learning and assignments were just a pain in the ass for her. She slacked off a lot, despite the fact that she was actually just as bright, if not brighter, than most of her peers.
Just as the second bell rang, Gigi and her two cronies walked in. As they passed Alex's desk, Gigi "accidentally" knocked Alex's backpack onto the ground, spilling out its contents.
"Oops. Sorry." Gigi sarcastically apologized.
"Whatever. Why are your wannabes even here? Their last names are Klein and Davenport." Alex spat.
"I made sure they were in all of my classes. I convinced the principal that they'd be absolutely lost without me." Gigi dramatically put her hand on her heart, as if she were actually doing a good deed.
"The principal would actually listen to you?"
"When your father is the superintendent of the school district, he does."
That explains why Gigi got everything she wanted in school for the past 8 miserable years. Alex pondered.
The kids got settled in and a large, round, bald man with glasses walked into the room.
"Howdy everyone. I'm Mr. Laritate, your principal." He seemed like a cheery guy, much to Alex's dismay.
"Good morning, Mr. Laritate." Gigi said in the most suck-uppy tone Alex had ever heard.
"I'd like to welcome you to the beginning of your high school experience. Now, just to let you know, part of your graduation requirements, each student must take part in an extracurricular activity that benefits the school. That could be a sports team, joining a club, student council, and anything else like that. I hope you all find something that you enjoy, and again, welcome to Tribeca Prep." Mr. Laritate said with a smile. He gave everyone a list of school groups and committees to join and then left to give the same speech to the rest of the classrooms.
"What are we going to do for out extracurricular, Gigi?" The wannabe on the left asked.
"Cheerleading, of course." Gigi answered as if it was obvious.
Alex perused the paper in front of her and literally saw nothing she'd be inclined to do. She wasn't too athletic, not popular enough to be voted into student council, and had absolutely no interest in spending one lunch a week with some club.
As Alex put the list down and waited for the real day to begin, someone opened the door.
A girl, dressed in a loose t-shirt and sporty, black shorts walked up to the teacher's desk with a piece of paper. She had long, wavy, brown hair and bangs that stopped just above her eyes. She was just about Alex's height and completely gorgeous.
"Hi, sorry I'm late. The soccer coach had tryouts and conditioning all summer and wanted to have a quick practice before school today." She explained, giving the teacher what was probably a note from the coach.
"Oh, that's all right. But I don't seem to have anymore schedules that need to be given out. Are you sure you're in the right room? What's your name?" The teacher asked sweetly.
"Mitchie Torres."
"Ah okay, you're two rooms over in A244."
"Awesome. Thanks. Sorry for interrupting." Mitchie said as she left.
"Oh my god. I'm gonna be all over that." Gigi said as she stared at Mitchie walking out the door. Even Alex had to admit that she wasn't too hard to look at from behind either.
So there's chapter 1. Sorry it's not terribly exciting or anything. This entire story might not be amazing but I don't want to do what I did with Hang In There and just start in the middle of the story so here is the beginning of the beginning :) I'll have more up ASAP.
P.S. Sorry for any mistakes you find. I spat this out quickly. I just wanted to post something.