A/N: Guys I am so so so sorry! Like I can't believe I made you guys wait so much for this update and still making others wait for the update on EM. So much stuff has been going on over here and like I absolutely had no time to write. I'm starting my college classes in a couple of weeks and taking on a heavy load, balancing both my high school classes with trying to get ahead.

And on top of that so much shits going on in my personal life, my girlfriend and I are dealing with the whole coming out to our parents situation and it really freaking sucks. Ugh whatever, I'm not going to bore you guys with my issues sooo moving along with the story.

This is finally the first turning point to the whole concept of the story. Made the chapter longer than usual because I suck for making you guys wait so long. /:

Sadly, because I will be tight on schedule, I will no longer have time to respond to you guy's reviews. But do realize I am so appreciative and if there is a legit question, then yes I will respond to you(: Thank you everyone for taking your time to read my story and to review it afterwards. You guys are the best! ^.^

"Oh. Hell. No." She dragged out as we came eye to eye. The same words screaming in my head.

"Fuck" I let out as Alex Russo crossed her arms in front of her. I swear god hates me.

We stood there for what felt like minutes but in reality was just five seconds. Momentarily I couldn't figure out my feelings towards the situation but then I took a better glance at her facial features and everything came down on me. The paper balls, my books all over the floor, getting drenched in Gatorade, and the fight in the hallway. I bit the inside of my cheek and picked up my textbook and materials.

"I'm leaving, fuck community service hours" I let out as I shoved everything back into my book bag.

"Oh real professional!" She responded, rolling her eyes, earning a hush from the librarian. And causing me to look up at her, with a sarcastic expression.

"Wow, you actually said something to me, for the second time in the past five minutes" I told her reciprocating the gesture of her eyes. Another hush came from behind, now the older lady had her hands on her hips, staring at us.

"Girls, please take this outside" The blonde woman whispered and I immediately grabbed my book bag, walking away towards the exit, Alex following behind.

"Look, as much as I really don't want to even see you, I need to fucking pass this year" She finally replies with a real answer once we got outside. I glared at her, stopping my tracks to face her.

"Oh? So you need my help that bad?" I tell her and she sighs.

"Yes! God dammit. Stop being so fucking dramatic. I should be the one yelling at you" She says and I decided to ignore her last few words but took notice towards the middle of her talk, causing my anger to rise.

"Me, dramatic? I'm not the one who poured Gatorade over someone's head!" I yelled out as she let out a small laugh of amusement, probably recalling the memory.

"Well I'm not the one who pretends to be someone's friend just to talk bad about them behind their back!" She throws back and I narrow my eyes at her. By now we both noticed people's gaze focused on us. Alex more irritated by it then me. Unexpectedly she grabbed my hand, yanking me towards her car. I was too furious to even fight against her grip.

"Oh my god! You won't even let me explain myself! And what about when your boyfriend held me against the lockers. You really need him to fight your own battles? That's weak Alex, even for you." I finally said back as she started to open up her car door, jumping inside. I hear the passenger side's door unlock and I open it, just to hear what she had to say.

"If I recall, I was trying to get him off of you, and you wanna talk about fighting other people's battles? What about that dyke of a best friend of yours?! Always in the middle of everything!" She said loudly and my mouth fell open. I quickly got on the seat slamming the car door shut right after she did.

"Don't you dare call her that! She's my best friend and she will always stick up for me no matter what, that's what friends do, but you wouldn't know anything about that, now would you?" I defended Caitlyn and her hands gripped the steering wheel. Turning the ignition on, blasting the cold air because the heat was obviously getting to her.

"And what? Boyfriends can't stick up for their girlfriends either?" She said trying to give the quarterback some credit. At this I couldn't even bite my tongue, the words escaping my mouth.

"Not when the girlfriend can give two shits about their boyfriend, who in all fairness are both using each other!" My thoughts vomited outwards and I felt her completely freeze up. Her knuckles returning back to its tan color as she eased her grip. Silence overcoming us as she looked down at her lap. Her hair coming frontwards to cover her face but it didn't stop me from witnessing a drop of water falling on her bare thighs.

"I should have never admitted that to you!" She screamed out looking up at me for half a second, allowing me to view her eyes bloodshot red, tears in the corner, ready to fall out. My heart dropped down to my stomach at the sight. Guilt became me. No one has ever seen the head cheerleader cry, it was one of the most impossible thing ever, according to everyone at school. I swallowed loudly and looked down at my hands, shutting my eyes momentarily.

"Hey— Stop crying, please. Look I'm sorry… I shouldn't be the one to judge your relationship that I know nothing about–" I finally say in a low tone. Watching this just completely made me forget about all of the past events, I wanted to just hug her, comfort her. And I just wanted to slap myself for letting it come out of my mouth. She continued to stay quiet. Minutes passing and she finally looked up at the windshield, avoiding eye contact.

"Get out" She said lowly but in a serious tone.

"Alex—"

"I said get out" She whispered, still not facing me. I shook my head. I wasn't going to let this feud continue on any longer.

"No." I replied firmly. She finally looked at me with a both confused and surprised expression. She opened her mouth but I stopped her.

"We're going to fix this. Whatever this is. Whether it's the last thing I ever do. Believe it or not Alex, and if you ever tell this to anyone I would surely deny it, but I actually enjoyed being friends with you." I genuinely said and her gaze stayed on me as I did the same. She didn't say anything, and I couldn't read her appearance. I faced frontwards, seeing students entering and exiting the building. A remembrance popped in my head, recalling the materials in my book bag.

I picked it up, unzipping the black material and took out a plastic bag with small traveling pack napkins. I took one out and put the rest on my lap. Right now, I honestly didn't care if she would have bitched me out again, I just knew I had to do something. I called out her name as I moved my body to her direction. Her head went up and I gently laid my hand on her cheek, both me leaning in and pulling her in closer. She didn't object, which was more of a surprise. But she did seem puzzled yet again. I gave her a small sad smile. She looked so broken and I didn't even know why. I tilted her chin up.

"How about we just go back in there and help each other out?" I whispered as I began to wipe off the smudged make up she had and the semi dried up tears on her cheeks.

"I'll help you study and you'll help me get my hours." I continued, moving down to the corner of her lips, unconsciously making me lick my own. I swallowed again and she immediately looked away, clearing her throat. I removed my hand and waited for the awkward atmosphere to enter.

"Thank you" She said in such a low volume that I barely caught. I smiled at her but she probably didn't see. I saw her take out the key, turning off the engine. She got out of her car and stood there looking at me, still not shutting her door.

"You coming?" She asks me and I smile, nodding my head as I opened up my side of the door, exiting her vehicle. Walking forward towards the entrance of the library, I noticed she still wasn't near me. I spun around to catch her looking at herself through the side view mirror, applying lipstick. I rolled my eyes and paced to her, grabbing a hold of her arm and tugging her my way.

"You look fine, Ms. Popularity" I teased her as she whined, putting her lipstick into her purse, finally walking beside me.

We entered back inside, earning a few glances our way due to our earlier public argument. I set all my stuff back at my regular spot, both of us taking a seat, her sitting in front of me, looking face to face. I gave her another comforting smile as I opened up my textbook to the lesson I wanted to teach. She sat attentively looking down to where I was pointing to as I began to speak.

Grabbing my pencil I started motioning the directions of how the cells traveled and formed in our bodies, following the same path that the book provided. I witnessed her eyebrows narrow in confusion, as she bit her bottom lip. I continued to talk but eventually heard a sigh escape her mouth as she held up her head by her palm. At the view I breathed heavily as well and ran my hand over my face in defeat. She noticed my expression once my voice muted.

"I'm sorry" She muttered and I shook my head, tapping the end of my pencil against the page.

"I just, I have no clue what you're even speaking about. It's all gibberish" She continued and I bit the inside of my cheek. I didn't know how else to teach Biology in a simpler way. I kept trying to figure out different methods, getting lost in my thoughts but quickly got brought out of it once I heard her keys.

I blinked myself out of my contemplations catching Alex standing up, throwing her purse over her shoulder, getting her car keys out of her bag. I stood up as well and unintentionally grabbed her hand. She stopped right there and slowly turned to look at me and down to our hands. I cleared my throat and dropped it but still walked up next to her.

"Look, just, let's schedule another session. Can you come over my place tomorrow?" I asked her without even thinking but it was too late to take it back. She stood there for a couple of seconds staring at me, but nonetheless finally opened her mouth.

"Uh… I don't think that's a good idea." She let out worriedly, and I tried hiding my disappointment.

"Right. You know head cheerleader, can't be caught dead at a loser's house like mine." I said sassily rolling my eyes, mostly towards myself because I should have known better. I was about to turn around to pick up my stuff but I felt a warm hand grip my wrist, pulling me back. This time it was Alex that held my hand. She shook her head at my comment with a sincere expression.

"Um ha no, it's not that, trust me. Just, I doubt your 'rents would want me back in their home…" She replied sheepishly, looking at the ground. It took me a while to figure out why she said that but then I remembered the altercation that happened in my room, causing me to giggle.

"Ohh. No, don't worry about that. I'll make sure they aren't there." I reassured her and she stayed thinking thoroughly about it. She was about to object but I cut her off, shaking my head.

"It'll be fine. Plus you need all the help you can get" I said earning a small giggle from her and a fake gasp.

"Whatever Torres. But fine, yeah sure. Tomorrow's good." She let out, followed by a head nod. I smiled at her.

"Alright, so tomorrow. Same time. I'll see you then" I told her and she nodded again, waving goodbye to me as she strutted her way out of the library. Obviously knowing that all heads would turn to her as she left the building. And me being one of many.

XxXxX

"No fucking way bro. That's some bullshit dude. And you didn't tell me about this until now?" Caitlyn exclaims over the phone after I explained everything that just occurred yesterday with Alex.

"I guess, I mean what were the odds that I'd get stuck being her tutor? And haha sorry, I barely just found my charger"

"She so planned this Mitch!" My best friend lets out and I laughed at her comment.

"Oh yeah, definitely. She totally called up our Biology teacher and asked to get stuck with the one girl she absolutely wants to beat up" I let out sarcastically.

"Exactly my point. She's a crazy bitch, you don't know what she's capable of!" Caitlyn tried to reason with me but I rolled my eyes at her stupidity.

"You're an idiot Cait" I mocked her and heard a loud growl on the other line. Right when she started talking, my phone received a text message.

"Hold that thought babe" I said into the phone as I opened up the message.

Head Bitch:

I'm outside, open the door

"Yeah um my parents need me to do something real quick, so I'll talk to you later Cait. Love you, byee" I hung up the phone before she had any time to question me. I felt bad lying to her but I didn't want another lecture from my best friend.

I hopped up off my bed, sliding in my shoes, checking my hair before I came out looking like a mess and made my way downstairs. The knocking on the door began and I quickly opened it to come face to face with the Head Cheerleader. I didn't notice I was just staring until she spoke up.

"Gonna invite me in or…?" She said and I stepped aside, letting her in. Mentally kicking myself for acting stupid. I shut the door and walked up next to her.

"Didn't think you needed an invitation, aren't you the type to just walk right on in" I teased trying to save myself and she rolled her eyes playfully. I pointed up the stairs, signaling for her to follow me. She started to look around my house again, observing every detail of my space, causing her to walk in a slower pace. I followed where her eyes were glued on, it was my dark room again.

"Uh, nothing's changed?" I said confusedly bringing her eyes to face me now. Then quickly they looked towards the ground.

"Yeah I know. It's just, I never really paid that much attention to it in the first place" She admitted, leading me to just shrug in response. We entered my room and she came in contact with my glass case of cameras again. A smirk formed on her face and I gave her a strange look. She leaned against the wall and looked down at her nails.

"Sooo will I ever be able to see those pictures that you took of me?" She asked momentarily glancing at my now shocked expression. I let out a dry cough and fidgeted with the ring on my finger.

"W-what are you talking about?" Fuck. She caught me.

"You know, those yearbook pictures" She continued, still smirking, putting air quotations around the word yearbook. I swallowed deeply and knew I couldn't deny it any longer, she already knew.

"Oh, u-um…" I dragged out, rubbing the back of my neck nervously. She rolled her eyes, got up off the wall and stood in front of me.

"Please?" She begged with the cutest puppy dog face you'd ever see. I sighed and bit my lip in uneasiness.

"Fine. Just um stay here" I gave in and walked past her, sneakily entering my dark room. I shut the door behind me and turned on the Red Light to see all my photos hanging from the wire. The ones I saw had no relativity of Alex Russo. I narrowed my eyebrows trying to remember what I did with those pictures. Then my sight came into the binders in the corners.

I rummaged through the folders and pulled out the one labelled 'Cheerleader'. I bit the inside of my cheek as I scanned the photos inside, debating on whether or not it's a good idea to show her these. After a minute of self-contemplating, I finally exited the dark room with the folder in hand and walked back to Alex.

She apparently was very curious to see them because she quickly grabbed them out of my hand. I stepped away and bit my lip trying to contain my blushing. She was viewing the pictures that I've been taking of her, if that's not creepy, I don't know what is. I glanced up to see the look on her face, but the expression plastered confused me way more.

"Wow…" She said lowly, taking out one photo to get a better look. This caused me to internally freak out and I started to reach back for the photos.

"Yeah, I knew it was a bad idea to show—" She quickly stepped back, not allowing me to grab them out of her hands as she interrupted my action.

"No— Just… No… They're really nice…" She stuttered out semi confusedly. I swallowed deeply and stayed looking at the ground.

"Mitch… These are beautiful…" Duh, cause they're pictures of you.

"Normally pictures of me just prove how much of a bitch and whore I am and what not but you actually captured me as an—" She continued.

"—actual person?" I finished her sentence and she looked up at me, making eye contact.

"Yeah…" She whispered still looking at me. We stayed in a comfortable silence, but the look she gave me made me feel somewhat vulnerable. As if she was able to see into me, by just looking into my eyes. It was a strange uncommon feeling so I cleared my throat and broke the contact. In that instant, I witnessed her whole persona change. In a snap of a finger, it was like she transformed back into the Head Cheerleader and no longer Alex Russo.

"Sooo are you like a lesbo?" She questions back into her sassy tone as she closed the folder and situated it onto my desk. I knew there was no point in hiding it, not like I was in the closet or something. I guess just her reaction afterwards was what frightened me. We were finally at a stage of peace in companionship, I didn't want her to feel disgusted by me. But then again, I wouldn't want to hide a big part of me to someone who was actually becoming my friend…

"Hello?" She waves her hands in front of my face, causing me to enter back to reality.

"Huh? Sorry, kind of zoned out for a while there" I replied.

"I see. And I asked you if you were into chicks, it would explain the photos and shit" She restates her question and I sighed, sitting down on my chair.

"Yeah, I'm gay. Got a problem with it?" I said and she smirked, shaking her head.

"Nah, no problem here, just curious." She responded in defense, taking a seat on my bed.

"I won't hit on you, if that's what you're worried about. You're not my type" I winked at her and she gave me a semi surprised expression.

"Oh? Is that right?" She questions almost teasingly as she stood up again.

"Mhm." I clarified as she walked up to me and leaned against my desk, stopping my chair from its slow spins with her foot, then proceeded to cross her legs.

"Ha-ha whatever. I'm everyone's type" She confidently exclaims, sitting up on my desk, her bare legs only one feet away from my body. I quickly disconnected my eyes off of her body and swirled my chair to give her my back. I stood up and started to walk to my bed instead.

"Yeah, well not mine" I continued and her teasing expression fell into a mix of slight concern and puzzlement.

"Well why not?" She asked slowly, uncrossing her legs.

"You're hot and everything but yeah um no" I finished off and her facial features tightened in an unreadable appearance.

"C'mon let's start your tutoring" I advised her as I threw the textbook next to her onto the desk she was seated on.

XxXxX

"Try this one" I pointed to a review question for the chapter we were on. She nodded as she looked at it and started to concentrate on her thoughts to have an answer.

I caught myself staring at her. My thoughts were a mixture of her appearance, of her popularity, of her group of friends, of her attention in school. Something I've always envied of her. I may have enjoyed being on the down low, it was the best way to stay out of drama, but I didn't find any fun in doing so.

"Is it B?" Alex asked me and I shook my head as she threw her head back, hitting the textbook.

"Ugh! I give up, I'm going to fail this year" She lets out in frustration.

"No you're not, look do this one. Think about the clues I gave you to help you memorize all of the information." I tried to encourage her and she growled but none the less still focused on the question. She stayed staring at it for a good minute and I decided to draw a diagram to help her out.

"Think about the cheerleading technique you told me about." I continued, remembering the comparison I made so it'd be easier for her to understand.

"Muscular system?" She answers unsure and I looked down at the question again, rereading it. A smile grew on my face as I raised my hand in the air.

"Yes! That's right!" I exclaimed as she high fived my hand.

"Finally!"

"See there's the thing. We just have to help you connect the material to hobbies you like to be active in. That's the key" I told her and she shrugged in skepticism.

"Yeah I guess but it still won't be much help, trust me I just can't learn all of this shit to even get a D on the test on Friday." She sighed in doubt. I stayed looking at her again, the same thoughts entering my head repeatedly. Then it hit me.

"I have a proposition for you." I started off causing her to look up at me.

"What if I say, that I can make you get at least a C plus on Mr. Smith's test."

"Yeah right, how?" She interrupted and I laughed.

"If you keep coming to my tutoring sessions I can guarantee you a C plus or above on that test." I said confidently. Knowing that I was fully capable of teaching the Head Cheerleader on the material being tested on. She gave me a surprised look and leaned back on the chair, crossing her arms.

"Okay, let's say you are some genius and you can help me out. What's in it for you? And don't you dare use the community service hours excuse."

"Well—" I started off but she interrupted me.

"I don't have any money to pay you" She says and I rolled my eyes.

"No, I don't want money. I just, I need your help. I need you to pretend to be my best friend around school" I finished off rapidly and she immediately sat up, throwing her arms to the side, narrowing her eyebrows in bewilderment.

"Huh? Why would you want people to think we're close friends?" She asks completely confused.

"Uh, to become popular…" I awkwardly muttered, looking away from her. The room filled with muteness and I glanced up at her, she had this deep thought concentration face. She caught me staring and bit the inside of her cheek. She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair, moving it out of her face.

"Okay." She whispered and my head whipped towards her again.

"Wait what?" I ask in disbelief.

"Yeah sure, get me a C plus on that test and I'll make sure you become one of the most popular bitches at our school." She said with a smirk and I smiled.

"Alright. Done." I informed her and she took out her right hand and extended it forward.

"So it's a deal?" She asks, gesturing to take her hand and agree. I grinned and nodded.

"It's a deal." I confirm, shaking her hand with mine.

Please review guys!(:

This is where stuff will finally start getting interesting, I promise c(:

A lot of Alex and Mitchie somewhat bonding and getting along moments in this chapter, hoped you liked it(:

Yes, I know I tend to say the word 'just' a lot Lmao it's a bad habit. Sorry xD

Anyways Happy New Years Eve guys! Hope you have a blast today