A/N: Okay. So hi people! This is my first ever fan fiction EVER, so treat me nice okay? It's basically me trying to do smtichie and failing miserably. Tell me if you like it…or hate it. Either way, I want to know what I can do to be better :) xxx
Disclaimer: Seriously dude...? If I owned camp rock, you would be writing this for me.
Mitchie sighed and pulled back the thick covers lazily. It was the first day back at school and she was seriously dreading the thought of having to go back to obscurity, with only one friend by her side and constant teasing from everyone else..
She sighed again, pressing a button on her laptop to stop 'Who will I be' that was blasting out of the tinny speakers and hopped up from her mattress, stretching sluggishly in the bright sunlight that was pouring through the open window.
She caught a glimpse of her connect three poster and swiveled to look at it. It was a giant picture of Shane Grey; the words 'Connect Three World Tour' emblazoned in trademark writing across his chest.
Mitchie traced a finger across poster Shane's lips and then immediately blushed, despite there being no one around.
She suddenly realized what she had done and shook her head furiously, slapping a hand to her forehead. It wouldn't do her any good to be thinking of Shane again.
He had his girlfriend and there was nothing more to his and Mitchie's relationship than very good friends and however sad that made her- it was the truth and she would have to live with it.
After dressing quickly in a light orange baby doll top, grey skinny jeans and black converse, Mitchie grabbed her rucksack and ran downstairs to catch breakfast- thoughts of Shane spinning through her mind.
She noticed that ever since their canoe ride after final jam, she couldn't stop thinking about him; his deep brown eyes and gorgeous, soft, black hair
Smiling softly, Mitchie sat down at the kitchen table with a bowl, trying to distract herself with breakfast. Flicking on Hot Tunes TV, she was once again captured by a picture of Shane that had flashed up on the screen. He was smiling and Mitchie shivered at the thought of his stunning lips and the way that her skin came out in goose bumps whenever he brushed past her…
"Mitchie!" Mitchie jumped and looked up from her bowl of cereal at her mother who had a huge grin plastered across her face. "Mitchie, I've been trying to get through to you for the last two minutes!" Mitchie blushed, despite herself and looked back into her cereal.
"Sorry mom, I guess I was just thinking about camp rock…" Connie smiled knowingly at her daughter and continued to chop up salad for sandwiches.
"Well, you need to stop thinking about certain people…and start thinking about school. You've only got ten minutes!" Connie exclaimed from the counter, with her back still turned.
Mitchie gulped down her food hurriedly before planting a light kiss on her mother's cheek. "Bye Mom!" she yelled, already hot-footing it to the door.
Her mother chuckled. "Bye Mitchie." She smiled to herself.
Connie knew that Mitchie was totally hung up on Shane. Every time he called the house she walked around with a huge smile on her face. Shane might be saying how Mitchie changed him, but he had no idea how much he had changed Mitchie…
Mitchie jumped off the bus and crossed the lawn to the entrance of her high school. The gates loomed up out of the ground and she couldn't help but compare it to a prison. There were groups of rowdy kids everywhere and Mitchie had to take deep breaths to calm her nervousness.
She walked purposefully inside, trying to ignore a leering comment from a spiteful junior sitting on the stone steps.
"Hey, Torres! Where'd you get your jeans from, huh? Looks like you pulled them out of a skip!"
The girl cackled unpleasantly and looked to the group of girls she was with, with a satisfied smirk on her face.
Mitchie exhaled sharply but carried on walking, hoping to meet Sierra really soon. She had just reached her locker when a familiar voice called out at her.
"Mitchie!" She spun on her heals to see Sierra, her best friend since elementary school, standing in front of her- curly hair surrounding her face and glasses askew. "Sierra!" Mitchie cried as she hugged her friend happily.
"Oh my god Sierra! I haven't seen you all summer!"
"I know Mitch! You have to tell me about camp rock okay?!" Mitchie released her and nodded enthusiastically.
She grinned. "Of course, Sierra! I had the best time of my life…"
Shane Grey lay spread-eagled on his mattress, sheets lay bundled on the floor where they had slipped off him and his hair was ruffled from the lack of hair products.
He was dreaming soundly of Mitchie and their last canoe ride at camp rock. He couldn't stop thinking about her gorgeous eyes and her amazing laugh, despite the fact that his actual girlfriend was sleeping in the room next door.
Sighing, he readjusted himself again. If only he had made a move; if only he had managed to tell Mitchie his true feelings for her…
Shane squirmed in his sleep as the door opened softly from outside. "Hey Shaney." A sickly sweet voice twittered from around the door frame. Shane grunted, and before he knew what he was saying, he managed to murmur "Hey Mitchie."
His eyes snapped open and his whole body stiffened as he realized what he just said. "What?!" his girlfriend, Anabel screeched, not caring if she interrupted everyone else on the tour bus.
Her straight blond locks swung about her face as she stormed over to Shane's bed. "What the hell did you just say?!"
Shane sat up in spite of his tiredness. "Wait! Ana! I-I didn't mean it!" He scrubbed at his eyes furiously and mentally cursed himself for screwing up yet another aspect of his life.
Anabel marched up to Shane and dealt him a sharp slap across the face. He gave an audible gasp and looked up at her, shocked.
"I'm sick of it Shane! I'm sick of that little whore! And I'm sick of you thinking about her when you're supposed to be thinking about me!!! It's OVER SHANE!" She screamed the last part so loudly, that Shane winced and she strode from the room.
He could hear hasty footsteps coming from the other end of the bus and groaned as Nate, Caitlyn and Jason poked their heads around the door frame. "Whoa man. What was that about?" Nate enquired, with a concerned look on his face.
Shane fell back on his bed and closed his eyes. His visitors took this as a sign to emerge into his room and Nate pushed for an answer, even though he could see his brother wasn't up for talking.
"Was it about Mitchie?" Shane groaned again and flipped over so that he could bury his head in his pillow.
He didn't want to think about her right now, even though she was all that ever seemed to be on his mind. Shane couldn't stand how much he loved Mitchie, and how much he knew she only liked him as a friend.
"Just leave me alone." He mumbled from within the folds of the pillow.
Nate shrugged bleakly. "Okay dude, whatever you want." The three silently made their way out of Shane's room, casting nervous looks at each other.
'I'll talk to him later' Nate mouthed at Caitlyn as they exited. "What?" Jason said loudly and Nate rolled his eyes.
"Nothing, man. Go watch birds or something." Jason shrugged and obediently went off to the lounge to watch the nature channel.
Shane fidgeted uncomfortably in bed for a few minutes before deciding that he was going to take a shower.
He snatched up a faded white tee and some black skinny jeans and stepped into the bathroom that ran adjacent to his room at the back of the huge tour bus connect three now called home.
Stepping into the shower, Shane let the hot water run over his toned body, shutting his eyes and trying to sort out his jumbled thoughts.
To be honest, he didn't really care that his girlfriend had just dumped him. He had never really liked her anyway; she was just a decoy, a distraction from Mitchie- the one girl who truly drove Shane Grey crazy.
Shane yelled out angrily and slammed his hand against the plastic wall of the cubicle. Suddenly, his head cleared and he knew just what to do.
Finishing up in the shower, Shane strode purposefully over to his dresser and picked up his phone. He was going to call Mitchie.
A/N: Well…there you go. It's my first chapter and I'm not sure if I'm happy with it or not. Please tell me what you think! :) xxx
Oh, and by the way, there's probably a whole bunch of English words that I bunged in there- even though I tried my very best to write American! :D