Chapter 1
What I've been looking for
Mitchie Torres walked out of the large white gates that kept the rest of the world out and away from her and her house. She was an only child and her parents worked 6 days out of the 7 every week. Because of this, she has a tremendous amount of freedom and tends to have most days by herself.
Today was Saturday 3rd October and both Lucas and Lilly were at work leaving Mitchie alone at home again. Well, unless you can call the dog company.
It was a reasonable warm day and Mitchie found the urge to go and listen to some old records at one of her favourite music shops in the town surrounding her house. The store was an old record store that allowed you to listen to the records on special machines. It normally attracts the older generations but Mitchie has a new found love for the old songs. That and the fact that upstairs in the music store they have their own recording studio and for a few extra dollars you can go up and create your own songs after listening to the inspirational ones on the records. The little store is called 'Old Time Records' and Mitchie tends to spend a lot of her free time there.
She continued down the large pebbled path until she found her driver standing outside her large black limo. Her parents insisted on driving her around in a limo, with a certified driver, so that they could know where she was all the time that they wern't with her. But obviously they didn't tell Mitchie that.
"Good morning Harold!" Mitchie chirped as she hopped in the back seat of the limo.
"Good morning Miss. Torres" He replied before shutting the door gently and jumping in the driver's seat on the opposite side.
"Where can I take you today Miss. Torres?" He asked turning around and waiting for a reply. She stared in his deep dark eyes and was caught up in her own little world.
Well you could definately say that her mom has good taste when picking good looking boys to be Mitchie's personal drivers. Lilly has always loved her daughter knowing good looking people.
"Old Time Records please Harold" Mitchie finally managed to reply before she pressed the button that would bring up a partition to seperate her from her gorgeous driver. She knew that in no way would her parents allow her to go out with her driver. It was just unnacceptable. No matter how gorgeous he was ...
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Shane Gray was up and out early from his small three bedroom apartement in the centre of town. It was around 9am and he was on his way to work at 'Old Time Records' where he worked extra hours to earn some extra money. After all, he tried to help his parents out as much as possible with the money as they didn't have enough of it.
He quickly ran across the road dodging any on-coming cars and took his short cut down the dark and eery alley way. It wasn't how he wanted to be spending his Saturday's but he knew that if he didn't work then him and his family would loose their house.
He pulled out his headphones and gently stuck them in his ears before pressing 'Play' on his MP3 player. He has had his MP3 player since he was 12 years old and it was very out of fashion but it played his music for him and that was all he needed. That and the fact that he couldn't afford an Ipod.
He pulled his rain jacket over his hood as he felt speckles of water drip down on his head from above. When he woke up this morning it was sunny and warm, but as he steps out the house the weather turns around and becomes dark and rainy.
As he reached the end of the alley he saw Jessica, the other girl who worked at the shop just unlock the door and run inside as the rain started pouring down from the clouds above.
"Hey Wait!" He called out before he ran across the road and into the shop. The store bell rung and Jessica turned around and smiled at him sweetly.
"Oh hey Shane. Looks like you got in just in time. The clouds are emptying their bladders" She laughed before she took off her raincoat and swapped it for her little waist coat reading 'Old Time Records' on the back. She chucked her bag in the bottom of her locker and slammed the door shut.
Shane looked at her in disgust. Jessica was a sweet enough girl but she always said or acted in a way that makes her very unattractive. Shane knows that she likes girls and boys but he still can't see, in the four years he's known her, why any guy or girl for that matter would ever want her.
"Erm, yeah I guess" He mumbled before turning off his MP3 and chucking it in his locker, along with his coat and backpack. He didn't put his waist coat on as he hates it. It itches and is very uncomfortable.
Jessica sat down on the store behind the till and rested her head on her hand. Her chin had a giant green spot that, in Shane's opinion, was in desperate need off squeezing and her hair was tied back in a greasy pony tail. Shane shivered before joining her behind the till and pulled out a box of old records that needed cleaning.
"I don't think we'll have many customer's today. Nobody is smart enough to go out in this down pour. Looks likes it's just you and me Shaney" She smirked as she looked up at him.
"OK. I'm just going to go out back and clean up these records. Stay out here incase anyone comes in Okay?" He asked her as he picked up the box of old records and raced out back.
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Harold stopped outside the old record store and Mitchie pressed her face up against the window to check it was the right place.
"Thanks Harold. You can go off and do what you want. I'm going to be here for a while" She smiled before she opened the door and ran across and into the shop. The door bell rung and Jessica looked up from the desk and sat up, a bored look on her face.
Mitchie turned and closed the door before taking her coat off and chucking it in a nearby booth. She smiled at Jessica, with no kind of reply, and walked over to the records labelled 'A'. She flicked through them and spent a lot of her time humming along to each of the old songs that she knew.
As she listened to an old one something flickered in her eyes and she hung the headphones back up and grabbed her bag and coat. She run up to the front desk.
"Hello, welcome to Old Store Records. How can I help you?" Jessica asked examining her nails and picking at the grey colour polish she painted them with.
"Erm, Hi. I want to book out one of your record studios please" Mitchie explained pulling her purse out of her bag and chucking 20 dollars out in front of her.
"Oh, wow. Erm, yeah - "
Jessica and Mitchie both looked out back as a loud smash filled their ears. Mitchie flinched and looked at Jessica as she smiled.
"Coming Shaney!" She shouted before running off out the back section of the shop. She heard some laughing and moaning and decided to make her own way up to the recording studio. She'd paid so it was okay wasn't it?
She grabbed her bag and coat off the desk and ran up the stairs that would lead to the recording studio above her.
Walking into the studio she saw how un-used it was. The instruments were all covered in dust and dirt and the microphone was lying on the floor. Mitchie flicked the lights on and un covered the guitars and piano's.
"Ok, I can work with this" She smiled before she set off to work creating the song that was playing over and over in her mind.
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5 hours later and Mitchie was adding the finishing touches to her new song.
"Shane go and get the girl out of the recording studio. We have to close the shop now!" Jessica shouted at Shane as she started locking up the booths and tills.
"Okay" He sighed as he made his way up the dusty and creaking stairs.
As he neared the top he heard the voice of an angel and the introduction music begin on a song he had never heard before. He stopped on the stairs and listened.
[Spoken:] Say hello to the girl that I am! What am I to do with my life I tell 'em what I like There must be another way What am I to do with my life I need… time (love) I don't need nobody telling me just what I wanna (Action!) What am I to do with my life I don't need nobody telling me just what I wanna What am I to do with my life
I need time (time)
Love (love)
Joy (joy)
I need space
I need me
(Action!)
You're gonna have to see through my perspective
I need to make mistakes just to learn who I am
And I don't wanna be so damn protected
There must be another way
Cause I believe in taking chances
But who am I to say
What a girl is to do
God, I need some answers
(You will find it out don't worry)
How Am I supposed to know what's right?
(You just got to do it your way)
I can't help the way I feel
But my life has been so overprotected
What I want
What I don't
But every time I do I stand corrected
Things that I've been told
I can't believe what I hear about the world, I realize
I'm Overprotected
Cause I believe in taking chances
But who am I to say
What a girl is to do
God I need some answers
(You will find it out don't worry)
How Am I supposed to know what's right?
(You just got to do it your way)
I can't help the way I feel
But my life has been so overprotected
I need… space
(This is it, this is it)
What I what what what I'm gonna
Do about my destiny
I Say No, No
Nobody's telling me just what what what I wanna do, do
I'm so fed up with people telling me to be
Someone else but me
(You will find it out don't worry)
How Am I supposed to know what's right?
(You just got to do it your way)
I can't help the way I feel
But my life has been so overprotected
What I what what what I'm gonna
Do about my destiny
I Say No, No
Nobody's telling me just what I wanna do, do
I'm so fed up with people telling me to be
Someone else but me
(You will find it out don't worry)
How Am I supposed to know what's right?
(You just got to do it your way)
I can't help the way I feel
But my life has been so overprotected.
As the song ended he saw Mitchie turn around and smile to herself before ending the music.
"Perfect" She smiled before she looked up and noticed Shane crouching down on the stairs staring at her.
She slowly walked over to the door and opened it, looking at him confused.
"Erm, Hi? Can I help you?" She asked smiling slightly.
"Erm .. Well ... Erm ... Yes?" He stuttered and she laughed before sitting down in front of him.
"Ok. That sounded like more of a question than an answer. Did you hear me sing?" She asked looking nervous.
"Yeah. You were amazing! I've never heard a voice like that in my life. It was breath taking!"
Mitchie looked down as a blush lit up her cheeks.
"Erm ... Thank you" She smiled as he looked at her lovingly.
In Shane's eyes Mitchie was amazing. She was beautiful and talented and was simply breath taking. He hadn't seen her enter the shop otherwise he wouldn't have let her out of his sight.
"Erm, I wasn't watching you for no reason by the way. I came to tell you that were closing and we need you to get out" Shane said. It wasn't until after he said it that he realised how horrible it must have sounded to Mitchie.
"I did-"
"No. No. It's fine. I best get going anyway. Let you get back to your girlfriend downstairs. It was erm, nice to meet you" She whispered soflty before grabbing at her belongings and running out the shop and into her limo that was waiting outside the shop.
Before Shane had the chance to run after her she was out of sight and out of his life.
"I can see your smitten on her already Shane. Whatever you said ... you shouldn't have" Jessica smirked before she grabbed her coat and bagged and walked out of the shop. Slamming the door behind her in a huff.
"I shouldn't have let her go .... " He whispered before he looked across at the booths and a little journal caught his eye. He walked over to it and picked it up. On the front it read - Mitchie's Journal.
He smiled.
He'll be seeing her sooner than he thought ...
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