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I've never been the type to rebel against what my parents wanted. So when they told me we were moving to L.A., I nodded and pretended I was excited. They bought it because the next day, we were packing.
Dad got a great new job and we had a week to move. A week to say goodbye to my friends. A week before I left my life behind.
I never knew one week could go by so fast, yet so slow.
We pulled into our new driveway. The house was very clean-cut. It was in one of those neighborhoods where all house looked the same.
"Here we are sweetie! Isn't this house just darling?" My mom jumped out of the car and took out a few things from the trunk.
"Oh yea, it's lovely." I put on a fake smile and helped my mom bring a couple boxes into the house.
"Thanks honey, why don't you go take a look at your new room. I'll unpack these boxes." I nodded at her and made my way upstairs.
The walls were yellow. Not school bus yellow. Soft yellow, just like I wanted.
All my things were already unpacked so I basically had nothing to do. The clock read 8:30; it was still too early to sleep. I plopped down on my bed and dialed a familiar number.
"Talk to me." Sierra's voice made me miss my old home even more.
"Sierra... It's Mitchie."
"Mitch! Oh I miss you so much! Everyone does..." Like who? My teachers? You could say that I'm not exactly very social.
"I miss you too. How is everything?"
"Eh, it's decent. School sucks without you though. When do you start your new school?"
"Tomorrow, unfortunately."
"Oh it is so not unfortunate Mitch! You're going to the same school as Connect 3! That's so exciting!" Sierra was a massive fan of those Gray boys. I liked their music, and yes I think they're cute. Sue me.
"I guess. Has Jacob said anything to you about me? He won't return my calls."
Jacob was my boyfriend. We ended it before I moved. He believes that long-distance relationships don't work. Apparantly they'll always fail. It's inevitable.
"Nope, sorry. He's being kind of stand-off-ish to me. He's probably still trying to get over the break-up. He'll come around."
"Yea, I hope you're right." We talked our way through two hours before my mom walked in and told me it was time to sleep. Don't laugh, I'm sure your mom still tucks you into bed too.
"Sweetie, why are you still awake? You have school tomorrow morning! Are you too excited to sleep?"
"Excited isn't exactly the word." I paused. "Mom, do I have to go tomorrow? I mean, tomorrow's Thursday! How about I just wait until Monday and start off with a new week?"
To tell you the truth, I was nervous. Meeting new people wasn't my best skill.
"Then you'll have more work to catch up on. Sweetie, everything's gonna work out great, you'll see. Goodnight."
"Night."
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I woke up and got ready for school, picking out one of my favorite outfits; skinny jeans, a red tee, and a black vest.
I skipped breakfast because my nerves probably wouldn't have held the eggs and waffles my mom made.
The school was small. Everyone probably knew everything about each other. Fantastic.
I got my schedule and was making my way to my locker when I walked into something, or was it someone?
"I'm so sorry..." I started apologizing as I helped up a brunette girl off the floor.
"It's totally cool. I knew I couldn't make it through one day without falling." She chuckled and held out her hand. "I'm Caitlyn."
"Hey, I'm Mitchie. It's my first day." I said while shaking her hand.
"I figured. I've never seen you , I love your jeans! And your bangs, they're very... Oh what's the word?" I had to laugh at how eccentric she was.
"Um, I'm not sure."
"Oh well." She glanced around the hallway for a moment before speaking again. "Have you noticed all the guys staring at you? They totally think you're hot!." I blushed and looked down at my shoes.
I've never been told I'm hot, except by Jacob. But he was my boyfriend. I looked up to see guys looking at me. I got a few winks and tried to compose myself before blushing again.
Thankfully, Caitlyn broke the silence.
"Did you get your schedule yet?" We had started walking towards the lockers, searching for mine.
"Yea..." I pulled it out and she took a look at it.
"Hm, I'll show you where your first class is. We have two classes together!" She squeled a bit and lead me to my class.
The day dragged on until my third class; chemistry.
Shane Gray was in my Chemistry class. When asked a question, he'd smirk and give a sarcastic reply. The teacher asked me to introduce myself and talk about what I liked. I stood up and talked, completely nervous.
"My name's Mitchie Torres. I moved here from New Jersey... Um, I like to write songs and play music. That's basically it..." I prayed for the teacher to let me sit down and he was about to before a voice interrupted.
"What kind of music do you write?" Shane Gray was asking me a question. "Uh well, it just depends on my mood." He nodded at me, but didn't seem satisfied with my answer.
When I sat back down, I glanced around the classroom. I noticed that Shane was looking at me, his eyes burning with curiosity. He diverted his gaze to the ceiling and I looked down at my books.
Caitlyn met up with me at lunch and introduced me to her friends. I looked around the lunch room and noticed that the members of the band were sitting in a large group, laughing and smiling. Shane had girls surrounding him.
"Okay Mitchie, let me give you the scoop about what it's like having Connect 3 at our school." Tess Tyler said.
"Um, it's not really necessary."
"No trust me, it is. Okay, you see that one, Jason?" I nodded for her to continue. "He's friends with everyone. He's always willing to give anyone a hand and he's a total sweetheart. But, people sometimes take advantage of how kind he is. He's a year older than Shane but they're both seniors since Jason missed school because of touring."
I mumbled an 'okay' under my breath and she moved on to the next Gray brother.
"That one over there, Nate, he's friends with a select few but he talks with everyone who treats him like a normal person. He's really nice, just like Jason. Nate is in our grade, eleventh."
"Okay, now Shane. He never liked the idea of coming to a public school, so he tends to rebel a bit. Shane Gray has the 'bad boy' reputation. He has a different girl every week and a date every night. But no one really knows much about his life outside of Connect 3. He's a mystery, to say the least. Every girl falls for him though, and he's dated nearly every girl in his grade and in ours, at least that's what everyone says. Any questions?"
Shane Gray had my attention. There was something about him, something different...
"Nope, but thanks for the info Tess." I smiled at her and we talked about my life before moving here all through lunch.
The bell rang and we began heading to our classes. Tess caught up to me and invited me to her party.
"Mitch, I'm having a party tomorrow night. You have to come, kay? The whole school is gonna be there!"
"Sure Tess, sounds great." Caitlyn and I made it through the rest of our classes, two of which we had together.
My last class was my favorite. Music. I stayed behind after school to work on a song I was writing. The teacher had a meeting but let me stay behind.
"Mitchie, sometimes I have another student come in and work on some music too. If he comes by, just tell him I'm at a meeting. Have fun." He waved my way and walked out.
I began to sing. Fixing chords and changing lyrics.
About ten minutes later, I turned away from the piano and noticed Shane Gray leaning against the door frame watching me. I jumped a little when I saw him.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." He smirked at me and walked over to the other side of the music room to put his things down.
"It's okay, um.. Mr. Sanders is at a meeting. He told me to tell you..."
"Thanks." He walked towards me. "You're really good."
"Me?" He smiled and nodded. "Thank you..."
"I'm Shane." His face was hypnotizing. Why was he talking to me? I thought he was a 'mystery.'
"Mitchie." I stated. "It's nice to meet you."
"Same here. I should be going, band practice." He chuckled and gathered his things. "See you around."
"Bye..." Well, that was interesting. He walks in, compliments me, and leaves. I guess he truly is a mystery. A cute, talented mystery. I sighed and continued working.
I left the school building and started walking home, until I heard my name being called.
"Mitch!" I turned around to see Caitlyn and Tess in a car. "Hop in!"
"Hey guys. Why are you still at school?" They giggled at me, apparantly I'm funnier than I give myself credit for. Ha!
"We hang out with Nate and Jason after school silly, everyone does. But, why are you still here?" Caitlyn questioned.
"Oh, I was in the music room. Does Shane usually hang out with everyone too?" I assumed he didn't, and I was right.
"Nope, he's too cool to hang out with us." They burst into laughter. I just smiled back at them. I think there's more to Shane then his 'bad boy' reputation.
When we got to my house I invited them to come in but they had to study for some English test.
"We'll pick you up tomorrow morning Mitch!" Tess screamed out as I walked into my house.
"Hey sweetie! How was yoru first day?" I grabbed a cookie and gave my mom a kiss on the cheek.
"It was better than I expected. I met Shane Gray." I grinned and told her all about my day.
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A/N: Hey guys, so this was just a introductory chapter. It's going to get serious. Dramatic. Traumatic. Review please (: