A Love Story... (Alex C.)

[Alejandro Cortez]

He laughed softly, trying to picture her in a dress... Well it would be nice... He'd help... Of course, most girls would ask their boyfriend, but he didn't have a girlfriend at the moment, and he was open to new things... he could help her if she needed.. After all, guys always know what's hot on a girl.. especially one that is about the size of Amelia...

He nodded, and shrugged. "Sure, I don't mind helping.. pick where you wanna go though, and I'll let you know what I think looks best after you pick it out.. I'm a guy.. so you can trust me.. if I think it'd turn me on, I'll say yes... but know that I'm not a girl, so I wouldn't lie to prevent you from being cool... or pretty.. so yeah.." He waited for her to decide where they were going, since the mall was right around the corner, and made sure he had everything he'd need with him..

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Amelia laughed as he dragged on and on about how truthful he'd be when she tried on the dresses. She walked up to him and placed her finger against his lips. "I believe you." She smirked and removed her finger. She thought for a moment thinking of where a good place for dress shopping would be. Sifting through her mind, she had it. "How about Macy's?" She looked up at him. "They have tons of dresses. We could be there all day" She giggled and stuck her tongue out at him. "It's somewhere in the mall." She shrugged. He was the one driving.

Her mother had planned this family party months ago and Amelia failed until today to remember it. She wasn't really into the whole dress up and entertain thing. She'd rather be at her dance studio...well dancing! It just made her more at home. The stage was where she belonged, not some fru-fru family event. And besides, half of her family had no idea that dancing was her life. They just thought it was a simple hobby of hers.

Even her mother, who had been her biggest fan from day one, was starting to fail on her when it came to watching her dance. Amelia had had three showcases in the past 2 months and her mother hadn't showed up to any of them. Truthfully Amelia felt like ditching on this family thing just to show her mother how much she cared about it. If her mother didn't care about dance, then why should she care about the party.

But Amelia wasn't like that. She wouldn't just bail on her family for her mother's lack of care. So if she was going to go to this party, she needed to find something appropriate that her mother wouldn't bitch at her for. So no fishnets, no short hemlines, and no low cuts. Thank god a guy was picking the dress out for her......

[Alejandro Cortez]

Shrugging, he nodded towards the mall, straight in front of them.. "Well then lead the way, ma'm..." He snickered at his fake cowboy accent, and then started walking towards the mall, his hands lazily hooked in his pockets. Checking his bike as they rounded the corner, he made a kissy face, and then followed along with her..

"So are there any other items you need? I mean, I do jeans.. shoes.. shirts.. and if you're lucky.. swimsuits and lingerie.." He gave her a serious look, and then busted out laughing.. "NAH! I'm kidding.. I'd never invade privacy like that unless she was my girlfriend.. anyways.. no.. like really though.. all the other things.." He nodded, and then thought up another question..

"And are there any rules to the dress we're choosing.. like.. should there be certain set limits?" Well it sounded like a good shindig she was getting herself into, so he figured no "katy perry" or "Lady Gaga" worthy dresses. It sounded formal and ettiquette reasonable. He thought about what could possibly fit, and nodded. Okay, he knew what to look for.. "Because I need to know before I could help.." Looking down at her as they reached the main entrance, he fell quiet..

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Amelia shot him a daring look as he mentioned the lingerie and swimsuits. She giggled as he cracked his serious face. "You know I haven't laughed like this in a long time...thanks." She said smiling and kept on walking as they reached the mall. "With dance taking up half your life you never really have time for stuff like this. And my mom wouldn't dare take me out...thinks she's too busy..." She shrugged. "So I guess it's good I met you." She laughed again.

At the meniton of limits, she sighed. "Sadly yes..there are." She shook her head. "None of this..." she pointed to her breasts. "None of this," she showcased her the area 3 inches above her knees. "And nothing with rips, tears, or holes." She counted off the three things on her fingers laughed. "Mother gives me rules...thinks I'm some sort of rebel child..." She sighed. "I don't see why she thinks I'm so bad."

She walked into Macy's. "I guess sending me to boarding school wasn't enough for her to turn me into her perfect little girl." She rolled her eyes. Seeing the dress section, she smirked and looked back at him with a wink and walked towards the enormous mass of color and different fabrics. Running her hand over the silks and satins, she smiled. It was going to be a fun day.

She grabbed a short, sultry red number and held in front of her body striking a pose. "Oh I think mommy will definitely approve of this one..don't you think?" She gave him a sexy pout and then laughed. Oh yes....a very fun day...

[Alejandro Cortez]

The air from the mall felt rather good when you didn't have a jacket on.. He did, of course, but he could stand it for a little longer. If it got too warm, he'd have to shed it. He smiled when she grabbed up a red dress, and nodded. "I like it, but I'd have to see it on.." He nodded at his conclusion, trying to remember what she'd told him.. So.. nothing revealing.. Kay, he could do that..

There were always ways to work around something like that..

"Hmm.." Walking over to where most of the dresses were on display, he scanned through the rack, trying to picture each one he looked at on her... It was difficult, because well, he'd not looked at her that closely before.. And he didn't want to feel like a perv... He tossed her a look, watching the way she moved when she walked.. or reached for something.. Okayy.. Got it..

Scooping up a black dress, he held it out to show her what it looked like.. "Well I don't know if you know about black dresses, but they're always in style, and great for teaching lessons.. here.. try it on.." He scanned the rack again, trying to remember.. Not too much boob visual... no higher then 3 inches over the knee.. and.. no cuts, or weird stuff.. right.. He found another one, though a little more colorful then the other, and nodded..

"I like blue... blue is good.." Holding out the dress, he waited for her approval, or to take it and try it on. "Of course, you don't have to use mine.. Pick out your own too.." he added, moving away from the clothes to a seat infront of the changing rooms... "And then I'll let you know whether it's a good one or a bad one.." Sitting back, he rested his hands on his thighs, and relaxed..

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Amelia smirked. "Oh don't worry..I'll try it on." She laughed and hung it over the door of the changing room while he looked through more dresses. She found another blue on, and two yellow ones. Walking over to him, she took his two and smiled at him. Shrugging, she hung them over the door again. "I'll be right out." She smiled and hid within the confines of the large changing room.

She couldn't believe she was modeling clothes for some guy she just ran into today. It was weird. But almost cool to think that she had another guy friend besides her other Alex. She could be different around this Alex. Taking off her clothes, she looked at the dresses and figured out which one she would try on first.

She held each one up against her body and looked in the mirror. She decided to try the black one first. It was the least of the color choices, but it was still quite elegant and she would consider wearing it. Slipping it on over her panties, she slipped her bra off considering it was a one shoulder strap kind of dress.

Sighing, she smiled at her reflection in the mirror and did a little twirl. Ok so the dress was tight and form fitting so it didn't flail out with any skirts and what not, but it was still fun to imagine. Opening the door, she didn't bother with shoes, and stood before him.

Giving Alex a little spin, she smiled softly. "Whatcha think?" She asked facing him. She hoped he liked it. It was always good when a guy thought a girl looked good in something like this...the last thing she needed was to look bad in something so beautiful as the dresses they had picked out.

[Alejandro Cortez]

When she re-emmerged, after all the noise she'd made, he gave a shrill whistle, followed by a cat call.. "I like it.. it's definately flattering.." Okay, so he was trying not to think and say perverted things... Not that it helped much, because the more he tried not to think it, the more he did. He shut his mind off, and let his mouth run... It still made sense.. "We should definately put that one on the "maybe" side..."

He nodded at that..

When he went to try on clothes, he always had a "No" side and a "maybe" side.. When he'd tried on everything, he pushed away the no's, and went to the maybes, going back through them.. Then whatever he liked he kept. Sometimes he'd have a pile of 10 maybes, and walk out with two. It was weird that he thought like that, but it made shopping for him easier. His mom even agreed. She liked his plan.. Of course, then it took longer because she was always bringing him stuff she thought was cute (and a little outdated) for him to try on..

So, he did, of course, but it only made it longer a wait..

And then he snapped back to attention, hearing her preparing to re-emerge with yet another dress on.. Okay.. be good about this.. think about Arizona... she's special.. okay.. be patient.. It was hard for any guy to not want to touch.. to explore... Especially when he wasn't sure if he was really taken or not, but for all of their sakes, he shut up and keep it simple and professional..

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Amelia laughed as he whistled, a soft blush coming to her cheeks that could clearly match the dress. She nodded and went back into the changing room. She leaned against the wall. And took a deep breath. She couldn't fall for him. No it was too early. She shook her head and slipped the dress off. Hanging it on the hanger, she placed it on the hook in the corner. Her maybe side.

Looking at the dresses again, she picked up a yellow one. Taking it off the hanger, she held it up. It was cute..and the color was definitely one to get noticed. But she wasn't really looking to be noticed..just to look nice.

Unzipping the back, she slipped it on and zipped up as much as she could. But she couldn't do it all the way. Groaning, she opened the door again. "Alex...could you finish zipping this for me?" She asked turning her back to him. She lifted her hair off of her shoulders, holding it away from the zipper itself.

She twisted her hips innocently as he zipped it up. Once he was done, she turned around to face him. "Yes? No? Maybe?" She asked striking a pose. Truthfully it wasn't her favorite. But hey she had to try it out. And he could be brutally honest and she wouldn't care. She liked the red one better.

[Alejandro Cortez]

He stared at her when the door came open, but what she said wasn't what he expected.. His face flushed, in both embarassment and fear, as she asked him for his help.. Shit.. shit shit shit.. dammit! What are you doing?! he yelled at himself inwardly as he stood subconciously to help her with her zipper. The soft skin just underneath her zipper was tempting, but he refused to pay attention to it..

Carefully zipping it up all the way, he gave her a soft smile when she turned around.. Good thing he was great at hiding nerves when he had to. "I like it. I don't know how well the yellow compliments your skin color.. but it's cute.." Did he just say cute? Okay, way to go with hiding nerves.. "Well it looks good.. but it makes you look whiter then you really are..." Shrugging, he quickly turned away and moved towards the chair he was previously sitting in..

"If you like it, then maybe it.. if not, then don't keep it.."

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Amelia blushed as he zipped it up. Her skin turned hott. She was almost positive that he could probably feel it. She wasn't the best at hiding that. But she would shake it off once she got back in the changing room. Her heart would start racing any minute. She needed to chill.

Once he commented on it, she shrugged. "Not my favorite." She said softly and made a careless face. "Number 3 here we go.." She turned onherheel andwent back into the room. Stripping herself of the yellow catastrophe, she went through the last of the blue and yellow dresses. Neither of them appealed to her, so she didn't even bother.

She looked at her hangers and noticed that there was only one dress left...the red one. She shrugged. "Why not.." Taking it, she slipped it on. It didn't look so bad afterall. It was really only inch or so above the limit from her mother, and the neck line really wasn't bad. She'd let the man decide. Though he'd probably like it anyway.

She opened the door for a last time, and walked out, giving a smile. "Not as bad as we thought." She laughed. She gave a twirl and it clung to her cuves quite nicely so it didn't quite swing out with the spin. But that was ok. It was still a very pretty dress. "I like it..." She looked up at him, with soft eyes. "Do you like it?" She asked timidly.

Why was she asking his permission? Did it matter if he liked it? Of course it did! She wanted to know what he thought....It was important. Well now she sounded full of herself....But she did want to know how he felt about the rednumber...

[Alejandro Cortez]

He stared at her, vowing to himself inwardly that as long as he was taken, he'd never again offer to help a girl pick out a dress in his life. He gave her a grin, and sheepishly nodded, trying to control himself.. Well he was a guy, what do you expect... It was hard to remain calm when there was a girl in a hot red dress. He hated the Jonas Brothers for even bringing up that topic in one of their songs.. "It's very flattering. But of course, mommy won't approve.." he added, noticing the cleavage.. "But.. if you wanted to buy it for a dance or a part, I think it would be perfect."

He nodded at that advice. It was sound, and sensible.

Standing up from his chair, he moved towards the guys side of teh store, which wasn't far from the dresses, and looked at one of their pinstripped dress shirts. He'd been meaning to get one like this, to match his hat he'd recently bought. He wasn't ever really out of fashion, as long as he could be comfortable. "Hmm.. maybe I'll get this, and we'll both be walking away with something new for our wardrobe.." He laughed, and tossed her a look.. So far so great..

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Amelia laughed. "Oh I know mommy won't approve. I'll have to keep this one in the back of my closest....save it for a special day." She smiled and turned back to the dressing room. She saw the way that Alex looked at her and hesitated when he zipped up the last dress. She shook it off though. A guy like him probably had girls all over him. She didn't want to be another annoyance.

Slipping the dress off, she grabbed her regular clothes and pulled them back on. Fixing her hair, she kept the black and red dresses, and then put the other 4 on the racks. She walked over to where he was, looking at the shirts. She smiled at the one he pulled out. "I think it would look quite nice on you..." She smirked.

Going threw her purse, she found her credit card that her mother had given her for emergencies...she shrugged. This seemed like an emergency. Afterall, her mother was the one forcing her to this thing. And there was going to be no one there her age. It would be absolutely dreadful. Going to the check out counter, she swiped her card and let the woman put her dresses in a bag, taking it from her, she smiled and walked back to Dallas.

That's when an idea hit her. "Hey Dallas..um I know that we just really go to know eachother today...but for this party..I'm going to be the only kid there..except for like 5 year olds..And I really wouldn't mind having someone there that I could actually have a conversation with that didn't include the stock market and this weeks work plan." She smiled. "Do you think you'd want to come? I mean just so I don't have to hang around adults all night."
She didn't mean it as a date...just an evening with a friend.

[Alejandro Cortez]

Shit! He'd almost gotten away without too much problem, but noooo.. now she was asking him to go to the party with her.. Well she'd picked out the black one, right? He nodded softly... He could find someone to wear to match her.. He had all kinds of dress clothes.. "Should I do a tux, or just something nice?" He laughed nervously, wondering how he should tell Arizona this.. Should he even tell her?

Well he needed to, but would he? yes... he would.

"But.. yeah.. I guess I can go.. As a friend.." Okay, just to specify the last part, to make sure no improper moves would be pulled. He was a one lady guy, and there would be no cheating around on anyone. Arizona was it, and it would be that way until she got tired of him. He nodded softly. "So, I guess I'll see you... when?" he blinked, not knowing the date... Had she told him before?

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Amelia laughed at his nervousness. "Yes don't worry. It's just as friends. ". She had a feeling that he wasn't one to be a player. She could tell. And she appreciated that in a friend. At his question, she shook her head. "No, no need for a tux. Just look dressy." She smiled.

"The date? It's next friday night." She said checking her cell phone to make sure she had it right. "It starts around 7ish. And normally my mother has parties that last till around 3am. But trust me you don't have to stay that late if yuo don't want too." She smiled.

This would be fun. She could tell. She could just joke around with him all night. Play videogames. Listen to music. Just talk. So much better than 'hanging out' with adults. And atleast she'd be away from her mother for a few hours. That was the best thing. Sometimes she couldn't even dance alone without her mother asking her to stop and having her do something real that'll make money, like the stocks. Yeah...that gave Amelia such a thrill in her life.

Thank god for Dallas.


**sorry its a bit short lol**

[Alejandro Cortez]

He nodded, smiling. "Well then I guess I'll be there.." He didn't have anything planned for that date. And he definately had to buy this now so he could be all slicked up in pinstripped design to match her decently. He headed behind her towards the cash register, allowing her to pay first, and then bought his own shirt to go along with his outfit. "Great, now I'm 50 dollars less rich, and I have a nice shirt to go with the other part of my outfit." He gave a laugh, and followed her out of the store..

"So, I have about.. 40 minutes before mom will want me back at the house.. you wanna hit the food court?" he asked, looking towards it. Right now, a cheesy something sounded pretty good. He didn't know what yet, but something with cheese would definately hit the spot. Plus, he just wanted something small so he could eat it, and his mother wouldn't fuss when he was too full from dinner. If he ate a good amount, she was fine..

"So?" he asked, waiting..