Here it is guys! The long awaited sequel to Private School, Secret Lovers!

Enjoy!

Nate's POV

"Ok. Our sales have increased at a rate of 4.5%. Keep this up guys, and your paychecks will do the same. Alright then, see you guys bright and early on Monday. Don't forget that we will have a July break party! Jake, I'm counting on you to bring your wife's cookies. Those are delicious!"

I reminded my employees.

"Sure thing boss!" Jake answered, excited. He, along with the other employees were content with their jobs here at Johnson&Johnson. We are one of the only companies that make so much that we get a summer break, as if we were in school. Of course, there will be some people working over the summer, but they are working overtime.

Chuckling, I exited the conference room, going to my office to finish up some last minute paperwork. Afterwards, I was going to meet up with Mitchie for the wedding plans. Yup. You heard right! Mitchie and I are getting married. After I got out of my coma four years ago, Mitchie and I decided to take our relationship slow. 5 months ago, I proposed to Mitchie on New Years Day; the perfect proposal. Now, it's June, and we're still drowned in wedding plans. The plans have also managed to cause many riffs in our relationship. All Mitchie ever talked about was wedding plans now, and truthfully, I don't give a fuck about it. The only good thing to look forward to is after the wedding, when it's all over with.

Before I turned off my computer to leave, I checked my e-mail once again. I had been checking it constantly to see if Shane had ever responded to his wedding invitation; which he hasn't. I hadn't seen him for about three years. After I got out of my coma, he was always around to help me, and our relationship grew until we were the best of friends. However, about a year later, he suddenly just left, leaving Mitchie an I a letter that stated that he just couldn't continue living a lie. That he was still in love with Mitchie, but his love for me, his family was greater; so he left. We hadn't heard from him since then, but I figured that he would at least come to the wedding; and it seems like I was wrong.

I locked my office door, and left the building, climbing into my Lexus '10 Hybrid. I had to meet Mitchie at the reception area, where we would meet the wedding party. Before going there, I stopped at the local bakery across the street to pick up some red velvet cupcakes for Mitchie, she loved them.

I walked into Annabelle's Sprinkles, and purchased a dozen cupcakes from Belle. She used to be my nurse at the hospital, but quit to pursue her passion for baking.

On the way out, I collided with a young lady that looked to be my age. We both hit the floor, the cupcakes flying out of my hand, and onto my shirt. The lady was immediately got up and started to apologize. She was wearing an employees vest, so I assumed that she worked here.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Damn it! This has been happening to me a lot." She profusely apologized, not meeting my eyes.

I peered at her name tag. "It's OK...Shelby. Don't worry about it." I looked at her for the first time, my breath catching in surprise. No, it wasn't because she was extremely attractive or ugly (which she wasn't, she was pretty), it was the fact that I felt like I was looking into a mirror. Shelby looked exactly like me! She had the same dark brown curls, except hers were much longer, brown eyes, and facial features as me. Shocked, I just looked at her.

For the first time during the whole encounter, she finally met my eyes. The surprise that registered in her eyes almost mirroring mine, except that hers was joyous, while mine was filled with confusion. She then gasped and jumped to hug me. "Nate! I'm so happy that I've finally met you!" She exclaimed, tears in her eyes.

What the hell? Who is this girl? "Um...sorry, but do I know you? I'm engaged by the way." I asked wearily, prying her off me. I mean, I get hit on a lot, but didn't she notice my engagement ring?

She stepped away, squealing. "Oh my god! Your getting married? I'm so excited, I've never been in a wedding!!" She jumped up and down, abruptly stopping. "Wait, you don't know who I am?"

No, should I? "Uhh..your name tag says Shelby, but no, I don't know you. Maybe you have me mistaken for someone else."

Her joy filled eyes turned sad. "No, I do know you. Your Nate Johnson."

Shocked, and a little freaked, I answered. "How do you know me?!"

"It's me, Shelby. Shelby Johnson. I've been searching for you for a while. I want to be in your life before it's too late. I'm your half-sister."

What?

Mitchie's POV

I'm sure that he's just stuck in traffic Mitchie. It is rush hour." Caitlyn comforted me.

I glanced at my watch again. Nate was late, as usual. I looked out the window, and saw his car. What? Why was he at Annabelle's? I looked farther, towards the door, and saw Nate; and a girl, who was hugging him, too close. What the hell was going on?

I shot up from the table, startling Caitlyn, Jason, and the others around me.

"I'll be right back guys." I angrily said, stomping across the street.

I walked up to them; the girl was now crying, and Nate looked shocked. "What the hell is going on here?" I coldly asked.

None of them even acknowledged me, they were both still staring at each other.

"I said, what the hell is going on here? Nate?"

When Nate finally looked at me, I saw shock present in his eyes. "Oh, Mitchie. What are you doing here?"

What?! Is he really asking that? "Well, I was waiting across for you across the street, with the rest of the wedding party, for our wedding. Who is she?" I sneered.

His eyes narrowed for a second. "Hey, Mitch. Chill out. Why are you being a bitch?" His eyes then softened, as he pointed to the girl. "And her name is Shelby. She's says that she's my---." He paused.

Since Nate obviously wasn't going to tell me, I looked at her, my sharp eyes instantly softening, and my when I saw her tear stained face. Then, I gasped. She looked exactly like-- Nate!

She then spoke up. "My name is Shelby Johnson. My father's name was Robert Johnson, and he had an affair with my mother, and dropped her when he found out that she was pregnant. He left her a hefty amount of money to never contact him again, which she didn't."

Wait --- wasn't Nate's dad named Robert?

Shelby continued. " Around Christmas last year, I went to the attic of my house to get the tree, and I noticed a box shoved behind it that I hadn't seen before. So, out of curiosity, I looked through it, and saw many photos of my father. Of course, I had seen him before, but in one of the pictures, there was a little boy with him. On the back of the picture was a note written by a lady named Denise, who I now know is Nate's mother. She wrote a note telling my mother that she was sorry for what Robert had done, and that she knew how my mother felt. That even though she was married to Robert, she still always felt like the other woman. That was when I found out that I had a brother. And a few months ago, I decided that I had to find him, before it was too late for me."

She paused, the tears rolling again. "I'm Nate's half-sister."

I looked at Nate, who's eyes were now hard. He took my hand, and started to drag me across the street. He looked back at her and said, "Stay away from me, and my family!"

What the hell?

A/N: you guys know what to do! I need comments please!! ;D