Alter Ego- (Kirstin Maldonado/ Mirstie)✔️

4.

Kirstie's POV
Today is finally the day I will see Mitch as myself. Not as Taylor. It gave me shivers just thinking about it. That's how excited I was. I got up and put on some high waisted shorts and a crop top. I then curled my hair. Did my makeup and headed out the door. It's weird to be seeing my band members as myself. I mean it's great. But I've gotten so used to being Taylor that it just feels different. Soon I got a text from Mitch. "Hey meet you in 10?" I texted back as soon as I got it. "But of course," before heading out the door towards the park. Soon a brunette guy on a bench caught my eye and I smiled.

"Mitch!" I called. He saw me, waved and smiled.

"Hey kit kat!" He said excitedly, "it's so great to see you!" He looked kind of nervous. Of course I already knew why.

"How's the band doing?" I asked confidently.

"Great. We're starting rehearsals tomorrow and I'm nervous," he said fixing his bands, "I mean, we don't know if this new girl can dance." I nodded my head.

"Maybe you could show her some moves," I said nudging him in the arm and giggling. He laughed and shook his head, "I'm not that great of a dancer." We both laughed. He than became nervous again. I can tell he's trying to come up with a way to tell me. I just know him.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked seriously.

"Oh there's just this girl that I think I like and I don't know how to tell her." I nodded my head and smiled.

"She'll be lucky to have you," I smiled.

He smiled back and said, "that is if she likes me back." I nodded my head also deep in thoughts,

"I'm sure she does. I mean your a great guy. Any girl would want to go out with you," Mitch smiled and looked down. "So," I said, "who's the lucky girl?" Mitch became silent. But he was smiling. "Seriously Mitch who-" I then got cut off with a pair of lips kissing mine. I smiled between kisses. And so was Mitch.

He so pulled away and said, "you have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that." I laughed and nodded my head. We than got up and walked hand in hand to go get ice cream.

Mitch's POV
I finally got the girl of my dreams. I mean it took me awhile to figure it out but I got her. There was just one problem. I was leaving for tour soon. We won't see each other for at least two months.

"Kirstie are we a thing?" I asked nervously.

"Well your leaving for tour soon, we should stay friends until you get back." I nodded my head and grabbed her hand. We than spent the rest of our time walking around talking and laughing. I need Kirstie back in Pentatonix.
*next morning*
Today we're starting rehearsals. I can't wait to start! Hopefully Taylor can keep up with the rest of us because we're used to this. She isn't. I made my way to rehearsals 20 minutes early so I could be a little early since my apartment was 10 minutes away. When I arrived Taylor was already there. "Well someone's an early bird," I said. She laughed,

"hey I'm new. I might as well make a good impression," I chuckled. She smiled and reached for her phone.

"How'd it go with Kirstie?" She said looking up from her phone.

"It went well I guess," I said smiling.

"Are you guys together now?" She asked smiling.

"No we're waiting till after tour," she nodded her head and looked down at her phone again. I took out my phone and checked Kirstie's Twitter. There was a tweet that said, "finally got to hang out with mitchgrassi! So happy!" I smiled. Scott Avi and Kevin finally decided show up so we could start rehearsals. Taylor picked up the steps surprisingly well. She learnt everything in a heartbeat.

"How are you picking everything up so well?" I asked surprised.

She laughed and said, "I've done lots of shows with my old band." I smiled and nodded my head. This girl's definitely a keeper.

"Now remember we have a show tomorrow so make sure everything is ready," Esther said as we put everything on our tour bus. Taylor took Kirstie's old bunk without even knowing where it was.

"I'm surprised you took Kirstie's bunk?" I asked confused. She immediately tensed up. Weird.

"I just took the bunk that I liked and that was perfect enough for my height," she said loosening up and laughing. I laughed too and went to the back area where I found Scott.

"There's something weird about Taylor," I said putting my phone down.

"Really what makes you think that," Scott said looking up from his phone.

"Well for one thing she picked everything up quickly." Scott shrugged.

"So what's so weird about that?" He asked.

"She also took Kirstie's bunk and when I told her she tensed up," Scott furrowed his eyebrows.

"Hmm that's a little weird," he said looking back down at his phone.

"Also haven't you noticed that she kind of looks like Kirstie?" I asked seriously.

"Yeah. Listen Mitch your freaking out over nothing. Taylor's great." He shrugged still looking at his phone. Taylor than walked in.

"Hey do you guys want to head off to Starbucks quickly before we leave?" Scott and I looked at each other and nodded and both said, "sure." We than headed to Starbucks, got our drinks and head back to the tour bus.

Kirstie's POV
I was still thinking about my talk with Mitch about the bunk. Damn it why didn't I grab another bunk? And why did I have to tense up? I left my 'Kirstie' phone hidden so no one could find it. I also got it a new case so if someone found it. I could still say it was mine.

"Taylor I think we should get to know each other," Mitch said sitting next to me in the back area.

"Sure," I said sitting up.

"Well for one thing I still don't know where your from. How old you are. Anything like that so why don't you tell me." I thought long and hard about what I was going to say, but in a short period of time.

"My name is Taylor Mackenzie Gradinaldo. (A/N get it? Never mind) I'm 23 years old and I'm from Houston, Texas." Mitch smiled.

"So your from Texas huh? That's cool." I smiled. Hey I'm good at making up facts.

"Well you probably know everything about me but I'll still tell you," Mitch said grinning.

"I actually don't know everything about you," I giggled, "but fire away." Mitch took a second to probably round up all of the information then spoke.

"My name is Mitchell Coby Michael Grassi. I'm 22 years old and I'm from Arlington Texas." He said looking very focused.

"Tell me something I don't know," I laughed. Mitch laughed too.

"See I told you. You do everything." I shook my head.

"I mean everything. Like every single thing about you. Of course I know those detail smarty pants," I said playfully hitting his arm. He laughed and then we continued talking.