A/N: I do not own anything used in this story. Everything belongs to their rightful owners.
"When you are in Love you can't fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams."
--Dr Seuss--
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Nick's POV:
It was lunch time one typical Tuesday when the first incident that changed my life took place. Someone tapped me on my shoulder. "Grey." I looked up to see Miley Stewart looking at me, the most popular girl at school. In my opinion, also the most conceited; snobby; thinks-she's-all-that girl. The exact same person that I considered my mortal enemy. Don't ask why. We just got off to a bad start, I guess. We compete too much to actually even have a civilized conversation. We had become rivals the very day we'd met.
"I need to talk to you." I raised my eyebrows wondering what she wanted to tell me. She rolled her eyes at my reaction. "Why?" I asked her, "Just come on." She muttered before pulling me up. I looked at my friends who were staring at me and shrugging before following her.
We walked outside to the backside of our school. "What do you want?" "Um…I need your help with something…" I could tell this was not easy for her. And I sensed her growing even more uncomfortable as my mouth formed a smug grin. "No need to get all keyed up." She said and I snickered. "Listen… you're making this difficult for me…" she said, and I replied, "Good, coz that was what I was setting up on."
"Ok then—"she shifted her weight from one high heeled shoe to another "—um… you know how Mitchie and Shane broke up recently?" I nodded, wondering where this little tête-à-tête was leading us to."Well, did you notice they're both pretty miserable?" I let out a slight chuckle. "They've been making it kinda hard to NOT notice." "Right… so, I thought that we could, maybe… get them back together."
"You mean, like, play matchmaker?" She nodded, a look of hope crossing her face. "No way." She let out an exasperated sigh, like she had been expecting me to say no. "Come on, it's your brother. Don't you have a little heed for him?" "Well…" I started hesitatingly. "Please?" I couldn't believe I was having a decent conversation with Miley Stewart, THE queen of annoying the heck out of me, let alone having her beseech me to do something. I looked up only to be met with the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen, pleading without a sound. I was taken aback for a split second.
Hurriedly regaining my cool, I answered her, "O—Ok…" Her eyes instantaneously lit up; "Thanks!" She said. "But mind you. This does NOT make us pals, nuh-uh, not even close." I rolled my eyes at that. Typical Miley Stewart move. "Don't worry; I wouldn't be expecting anything other than that." I reassured her frostily.
"See you." She mumbled before flouncing away, her heels making a clicking noise as they clouted the cement, and her skirt bouncing around her long legs. I have no idea how and why girls wear clothes like Miley did. I mean, she looked hot, alright. She was wearing a red miniskirt with a matching sleeveless top that was a bit too mature looking for a sixteen-year-old high school student, exactly how most of the girls here clad. But how the heck were they able prance around the entire day in high heels and clothes that were obviously uncomfortable.
Pondering on that thought, I walked back into the cafeteria and sat down. "What was that?" My girlfriend, Alex Russo, ladies and gentlemen, inquired, raising an eyebrow as an indication of scrutiny. "Nothing important…" I replied as she went back to gossiping with her friends, or as I would say: followers, about who was dating who or something like that.
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A/N: Hey! What am I doing writing a new story when I already have two other—well, four including my YT ones—already? I seriously don't know. Sorry! I felt like writing this, at first it began as an oneshot but clearly, it was too long for that. And so… yeah. Lol. I have no idea how long this story is going to be. But I'm guessing it's going to be quite short. We'll see… And I know this one was boring, but still, please review. It'll make me wanna update sooner. And who knows? Maybe there'll be one out tomorrow.
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