So… I have a guilty pleasure for Smitchie fiction. I would never admit it to any of my friends (just as I would never admit that I listen to the Jonas Brothers *dies*). You would think that at 22 years of age I would be writing more mature fiction. Not so much. This is a sequel to All the Wrong Things. You should probably read that first or there will be some random stuff that doesn't make sense. No major plot points or anything, just some references you won't get.

Also I am going to point out now that this one is going to be more adult than the last one. It may or may not contain a full-fledged sex scene, I haven't decided yet (probably not but you never know), but there will definitely be sexual themes. They're older now and their relationship is inevitably going to be more sexual. Plus they're just so HOTT together I feel that this is how their relationship would be. They strike me as two characters that would grow into two very sexual beings when they became the age they are in my story (around 20). If you don't like it… well then go read the first one. It's much more tame. I think it should stay around a PG-13 rating but to be honest, there's a good chance it'll get pushed up into M, so be wary of that before you start reading.

Anyways, once again enjoy my 'I have nothing better to do with my time at work' fic.

Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock; I simply use its characters to further the enjoyment of all.

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Mitchie sat in class with her laptop in front of her, fingers poised at the ready. However instead of rapidly typing notes that kept up with her professor's voice she was staring at her hand. More specifically she was staring at a ring on her fourth finger on her left hand. That's not true. Ring wasn't an accurate description of what was on her hand. Rock that would sink her to the bottom of the deepest ocean was an accurate portrayal of it.

Mitchie and Shane had been engaged for a little over two years now. They had gotten engaged just before Christmas of their freshman year. Though the official date, when she had gotten the ring, wasn't until January, Mitchie had agreed in November to marry him. Waiting to get the rock was more to appease the people around them. They didn't want everyone believing that they got together after a one night stand. The two of them knew it had been so much more than that but trying to explain it to anyone would have been difficult. Instead they pretended to date a few months and then get engaged. No surprise to anyone: they had known each other for years and everyone but Shane and she seemed to realize it was only a matter of time.

Despite her happiness at marrying Shane, Mitchie still housed doubts. They were so young. She didn't want to be bogged down by marriage. She wanted to explore the world, have a career, finish school and do all the things people who didn't get married at nineteen did. Of course, she would be twenty tomorrow and twenty-one by the time that they married but that didn't deter from the point.

She smiled at the thought of being twenty. She loved her birthday. Her parents had always done all that they could to make it special for her. The first year they were together he had proposed less than a month beforehand and she felt a two carat diamond on her hand was present enough. Last year Shane had been overseas for her birthday and so the opportunity to celebrate didn't arise. He had sent her a gift, called her to wish her a happy birthday and that had been it. She didn't care. When you were engaged to a celebrity, realizing that they were going to miss some important events came with the territory. Once they were out of college and she could go with him if she pleased they wouldn't be apart for as long. Unless of course her own career took her away from him.

Mitchie shook her head at the thought. There was so much that they hadn't discussed and the wedding was set for the end of next year, less than a week after graduation. They hadn't talked about kids. She wanted them but not right away. She wanted to be able to enjoy the first few years of her marriage. Besides, how would they raise kids on the road? She wanted to settle down when she had kids and she wanted Shane to settle with her.

She started typing in sync with her professor again but her thoughts still lingered on the looming wedding. There were some major things that they hadn't talked about yet. She knew that in retrospect to what they had been through just to end up together these were really minor things but they were important minor things. When it came down to it she loved Shane more than anything and vise versa. He would do anything for her, had done anything for her.

Perhaps she should just get through her birthday before bringing up all these issues. She smiled at the thought. Shane was a romantic in everyway. He always thought up an entire extravaganza for any special occasion. He "proposed" to her on Valentine's Day last year and it had been the most wonderful experience of her life. He said it was to make up for the lack of romance on the first proposal. Personally, she didn't think that there was a much more romantic proposal then being asked while lying in bed naked and then having some of the most amazing sex of her life after she said yes. On the other hand, she certainly wasn't going to object to a little romance.

She couldn't even imagine what her birthday might bring. It fell on a Tuesday this year, which was a little depressing but that had never stopped Shane before. Valentine's Day had been on a Thursday. She figured that Shane had that all planned out.

In the midst of her daydreams Mitchie noticed everyone was getting up and leaving the class. She snapped shut her laptop and began packing it away. She hadn't even noticed that class was over but she was excited that it was. It was lunch time and food wasn't the only thing she was hungry for. She finished collecting her things and ran off to meet Shane.

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Shane could see her walking towards him through the window of the Campus Café. He couldn't seem to take his eyes of her but then again, he never could. Most times she didn't even realize the allure she had and how often he had to restrain himself from dragging her off to his room and not letting her come out the rest of the day. She had a slim figure, beautiful features and a sway to her hips that always had every man in the room gazing at her while she walked, not that she ever noticed them staring. Shane, however, did. Part of him hated that they stared at her so much. Part of him loved it and loved it even more when they all watched her walk up to him and kiss him hello.

"Hey, Shane."

Shane looked up to see a vaguely familiar lanky blond. He knew that they had a class together and he was pretty sure her name was Megan though he wouldn't bet any money on that. She was a year older than he was something else he seemed to recall about her. She took her human anatomy gen ed a year late because of a pure hatred for science. He also could tell by the way that she was looking at him that he really wasn't going to like this conversation.

"Megan, right?" he asked though he didn't really want to know.

"Yeah," she answered a little too cheerily. She took his response as an invitation to sit on the edge of his table in her mini-skirt. She flipped long blond hair over her shoulder as though it were completely unintentional. Shane knew by now that with the exception of one extraordinary girl it never was. Shane wasn't sure that Mitchie knew that flipping her hair back over her shoulder was flirting. Her oblivion was what made it cute and sexy as hell. The girl in front of him shifted bringing his attention back to the situation at hand.

"What can I do for you?" he asked though he felt he would regret the action. A seductive smile graced her face and she crossed her legs causing the skirt to hike up to dangerous proportions. She looked down at the table and then up through her lashes trying to be coy. She made shapeless patterns on the table with a blood red fingernail.

"Well, I'm terrible at science. It's my worst subject which is why I waited so long to take it. I was just wondering if you wanted to get together sometime and study together. Maybe we could even go out for a bite afterwards."

Shane knew he wasn't going to like this. Even after being on campus for almost two years girls still treated him as if he were a piece of meat or their ticket to instant riches. Being engaged hadn't helped the problem. If anything it had made it worse because women felt they only had a limited amount of time to win him over themselves. He wished he could just wear a sign that said 'You're wasting your time' or even better, 'go to hell' even though he felt neither would really help.

"I don't think so, Megan. I like to study on my own."

"Really? Because I always felt that anatomy should be studied in pairs."

There was no mistaking the seduction in her voice. Shane got the feeling that not a lot of men told this woman no because no hadn't worked the first time and it didn't seem as if it would work the second time. When he heard the soft bells to the café jingle he decided on a different approach.

"Would you excuse me for a moment, Megan?" Without waiting for an answer he rose from the table. Just as he predicted Mitchie was standing at the door trying to hide the hurt she was feeling. Unfortunately all her emotions were always displayed all over her face and she was very obviously less than pleased at the leggy blond that was trying to seduce her fiancé. Shane walked over to her and with no hesitation pulled her tightly into his arms and connected her lips with his own.

It was like kissing for the first time every time that he kissed Mitchie. He had never known a girl to respond differently each and every time he kissed her. This time he felt her take control of the kiss. Her arms slid around his neck as her tongue slipped into his mouth searching for his tongue. When they met it was the same burst of excitement that he always felt and would never get tired of. The thing that surprised him was the rest of her body. Her hips were subtly pressing into his own. It was slight enough that no one would notice that she was doing it but distinct enough that he felt every inch of what she was doing. His body responded immediately. He had never seen her do this in public and suspected Megan was part of the cause. He finally broke the kiss and pressed his lips to her ears so that only she would hear what he had to say.

"If you keep up all that motion with your hips we're going to be standing here a lot longer than you anticipated," he murmured. He could almost feel the smile gracing her face in amusement. She gave him a quick peck on the lips before she pulled away. Despite ending their heated kiss, she still kept her arms around his waist. Since Shane's hands were in the same place he couldn't complain, not that he ever would. They walked up to Megan together who, eyeing Mitchie up and down, didn't look that pleased.

"Who's this?" Mitchie asked, seemingly innocent.

"Mitchie, this is a girl from one of my classes. Megan, this is my fiancé Mitchie."

"Fiancé?" Megan asked skeptically.

"Yes," Shane answered. "I should have mentioned that I already have someone to study human anatomy with. My mistake."

"She's not even in our class," Megan scoffed.

"A good partner none the less."

Megan gave them both a dirty look before walking off without another word. Shane pulled out a chair for Mitchie before sitting down across from her at the intimate table.

"What was that all about? I'm not taking anatomy," Mitchie told him. Shane just chuckled.

"Yet we both get regular lessons in it. In fact, I'm pretty sure I was getting one about ten seconds ago."

Mitchie had the good graces to blush. She didn't know why she had done that. Usually she's not one for public displays of affection minus one lapse of judgment on The Great Lawn after she blamed Shane for not helping her pass her test. They hadn't even been dating yet but Mitchie still claimed it was one of the most passionate kisses she'd ever had in her life. Other than that she would barely kiss Shane hello when she saw him in public. She was just so fed up with every attractive woman on campus coming up whenever they felt like it and hitting on Shane. There were times they would come up while she was there and act as if she wasn't. Shane was always quick to make a point of it that she was and the girls would leave shortly after. Of course, that only explained the kiss, not the slow movement of her hips. Megan would never have noticed that.

"You hungry?" he asked, about to get up and get something for her to eat. When she didn't answer and just looked down at the table he didn't move. "What?" he asked her. She looked up through her lashes, just as Megan had. The only difference was it completely unintentional on Mitchie's part. Sometimes he didn't know how he handled this girl's unintentional flirting.

"Well, I'm hungry but not really for food."

Santa Clause could have showed up and it would have shocked Shane less than she did right now. In all the time they had been dating he had never once heard Mitchie actually ask for it. Usually it was all in the body language for her. She would walk up to him coyly, kiss him and then not let him pull away. A small smile would grace her lips as she would lean up and kiss him again. It took a few trys but now that Shane knew what to look for it was a lot more obvious and he never failed to give her what she wanted. He had come to terms with her way of asking. In fact, in some ways he preferred it.

Now he realized that asking him out right was one of the most arousing things he had ever heard in his life. Of course, the fact that she never did it is what made it all the more appealing so he was glad it wasn't frequent but good God was it sexy. Add to that the fact that he was still recovering from her little escapade earlier and it took all his strength not to take her right there on the table. He didn't know what had gotten into her but he certainly wasn't going to let it pass by. He could already see her retreating into her shell from his delay in answer. In some ways Mitchie wasn't comfortable in her sexuality. In her clothes she was constantly questioning herself. Once she was out of them it was as if she were a completely different person.

"Sorry," she mumbled. "I didn't mean to be so forward."

He stood up, grabbed her hand and pulled her up so her face was inches from his. He kissed her hard knowing that if he didn't he would literally explode.

"Damn it, Mitchie. Sometimes it takes all of my self-control to be around a woman as sexy as you are." He smiled as he saw the blush rise to her cheeks. Without breaking contact, he grabbed both their saddle bags and slung them over his shoulders and then steered her towards the door.

"Where are we going?"

"What kind of fiancé would I be if I didn't give you everything you asked for exactly when you asked for it? We're headed to my room and I'm really hoping that you didn't have anything planned for the rest of the afternoon."

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"Shaaaaaaaaane," came the complaint, "come back to bed. It's freezing without you in it."

Shane grabbed some food out of the fridge in his dorm and hurried back to Mitchie. She peeked at him from under the covers, admiring the view of her naked lover coming back to bed. He deposited the food on the dresser that dueled as a night stand next to his bed and slipped back under the covers. It was a cold day for early march and the heating and cooling system in the building hadn't quite caught up to the changing weather. The AC was on and despite the two's best efforts to turn it down, the room was still colder than they liked.

Shane's body instantly warmed up the bed. It could be the coldest day of the year and Shane would still radiate heat. Mitchie nuzzled close to him and felt his arms wrap around her. She warmed up instantly. She also noticed something else instantly. She chuckled.

"Haven't you had enough?" she asked but there was no annoyance in her voice. There was only laughter and pleasure at the thought that even though it had been five hours she still aroused him with little to no effort.

"Shut up," he mumbled. "You're in my bed and naked. What do you expect to happen?"

"Not that," she giggled

"That's what you get for dating a very healthy twenty year old male. Now are you hungry or not?"

"Of course," she answered. Deciding to tease him just a little longer she ran her finger down his chest, past his belt line and continued even further. It elicited a groan from Shane.

"Mitchie." Her name was half spoken half growled. She laughed but stopped. For now. "Now what do you want to eat because the cheese sticks and soda that are sitting on my nightstand aren't going to cut it if you're going to keep this up all night?"

"All night huh? Not a bad idea." Her hands wandered again.

"Mitchie!" came the complaint. "I'm hungry. For some actual food."

"How about pizza?" she asked though didn't stop her ministrations.

"Mmm, food that comes to the door," he moaned.

"And gives us a whole twenty minutes," she reminded him.

"I could do a lot in twenty minutes."

Their conversation was interrupted by a knock at the door. They looked at each other confused not expecting any visitors.

"I didn't know you could order pizza telepathically, Shane."

"I couldn't the last time I checked," he muttered and got up to check the door. Whoever it was better have a damn good reason for why he was leaving his bed. Looking through the peep hole he saw three giggling and very obviously freshman girls.

"Are you sure this is his room?" one of them asked.

"Yeah, my friend told me!" was the whispered answer. Shane resisted the urge to groan.

"It's a group of freshman girls looking for the ever famous Shane Gray," he told Mitchie loud enough that she could hear but soft enough that the girls on the other side wouldn't know anyone was home. Mitchie didn't stifle her groan.

"This is getting fucking ridiculous," she muttered. There came another knock. "I have an idea. Put on a pair of jeans but leave the top button undone. Just a pair of jeans," she said when she saw him reaching for a pair of boxers. He looked at her quizzically. "All part of the plan."

This time he gave her an 'I don't believe you' look.

"Ok, so I also don't want to have to undress you any more than I have to later."

"That sounds more like it." He still did as she asked, wondering what Mitchie had in mind. He went and opened the door. The giggling immediately stopped and four girls gaped at a rumpled, nearly naked Shane Gray.

"Can I help you?" he asked them, annoyed that they were disturbing him for something so stupid.

"Uhh…. Hi," one of the girls said tentatively stepping forward. Shane once again had to resist the urge to groan. It was his junior year and he was still being mobbed by people. The girls in front of him were acting more like they were twelve instead of eighteen.

"Hi," he responded, indulging them. He didn't know why Mitchie had made him answer the door. He'd rather be ignoring them and back in bed with her. He looked over to where she lay.

And his jaw immediately dropped. She was walking towards him in nothing but an oversized t-shirt that barely came low enough. It gave a tantalizing glimpse of her upper thighs. She sauntered over to him, a usual though subconscious sway to her hips and wrapped her arms around his torso. She stood on her toes, he was a good four inches taller than her if not more, and placed a kiss on his cheek. She looked at the girls disinterested.

"Who are they?" was the annoyed response that she gave.

"I don't know. I have yet to get an actual answer out of them." He gazed at the girls wearily. "I'm going to take a shot in the dark though and say that they're freshman who, after almost an entire school year, finally figured out which room Shane Gray was in and decided that they were going to annoy him in the fervorant hope that he would suddenly realize that they were the ones for him."

"Did it work?" she asked no concern in her voice. They both knew it hadn't but that didn't take away from the fun of the game. Shane was about to make it ten times more interesting.

"No, it simply interrupted me having the best sex of my life with my even sexier fiancé."

Mitchie had to choke back a laugh. If the look on the three girls' faces showed any more shock she'd have to take a picture. They were stunned at what he said. Few people admitted they were having sex even though it had to be completely obvious to the girls what had been going on. If not they were bluntly informed now.

"Anything else, ladies?" Shane asked. They ran off without a word. A slow smile spread across Shane's face and he closed the door. Leaning against it he pulled Mitchie into his arms, kissing her fiercely. "What has gotten into you lately? It seems you turn up the sexy about a hundred notches whenever women come around." He kissed her again before she answered with a shrug.

"I'm just tired of seeing beautiful women draped themselves over you."

"They don't drape themselves on me," he contended, "they merely hover over me. There is a distinct difference between the two."

"And the difference is?"

He stepped close to her, close enough to be in her personal space but not touching her. He spoke very softly.

"This is hovering." He pulled her into arms, his lips just inches above hers. "This would be draping. See one gets you mad at them, the other one gets you mad at me."

"I still don't like it. So I decided to stop being so timid and show them that you're not going to suddenly forget about me and be interested in them."

"Mitchie, you keep pulling stunts like that and there won't be a man on campus that will forget about you."

"Sure they will. Men often forget to look at me as they look past me to see a beautiful woman," she grumbled.

"I didn't. Now come on. Once I order the pizza I only have twenty minutes to show you how incredibly sexy you really are."

Mitchie smiled. If this is what happened when she put on a little charm, she couldn't wait to see what he had planned for her birthday the next day.

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First chapter finished!!! They're so cute together, no? Obviously that's not going to last or it would be a pretty boring story. Next chapter is her birthday and she's expecting wooing and romance but what will she actually get? You'll have to read to find out!