Tada! Here's Remember December! It's the sequel to Don't Forget, so you can go read that first. It might get a bit confusing if you didn't. I want this to be better than Don't Forget, so please enjoy!

Dedicated to xxstrawberry16xx, who unfortunately is not with us on fanfiction anymore. She's not dead, lol, just not on here. I'm missing her already. :'(

Disclaimer:

Things I own: an iPod, a Rolling Stones magazine with Taylor Lautner on the cover (drools), and a JONAS calender.

Things I do not own: Camp Rock. What a pity.


"Somewhere we went wrong

Our love is like a song

But you won't sing along

You've forgotten about us."

"And there's Don't Forget by new music scene queen, Mitchie Torres. This is MC D Love, and you're listening to QZZ 101, where we jam all day. I'm about to turn it over to DJ Danger now, so make sure to have a b-e-a-utiful summer."

I brightly smile as Shane pulls into the parking lot of Camp Rock. He takes out the keys and turns to me, a warm smile gracing his face.

"Ready for another summer?" he asks me.

I grin wider. "You betcha."

Shane chuckles and shakes his head as he gets out of the car. My car, actually. A BMW 650i. Don't ask for more, I really don't know. Shane helped my parents pick it out for me as a graduation and recording contract gift. I just graduated last month, the same time my single, Don't Forget, was released.

I lightly blush as Shane walks over to my side and opens the door for me.

"Thank you, my kind sir," I tease him, complete with a curtsy.

"Anything for my lady," he smirks, grabbing my hand and pulling me into the place we had met oh so long ago. Okay, maybe it was only a year, but it seemed like a lifetime away that last summer happened.

As soon as we walk inside, we see a familiar face.

"Uncle Brown!" Shane exclaims, letting go of my hand to hug his uncle. Not that he'd admit it, but Shane sure is one who loves hugs.

"How's my favorite pop star doing?" Brown asks him.

Shane pulls out of the hug to glare at me. "Oh, no. Don't tell me Mitchie got to you too?"

"What can I say? It's quite catchy," Brown smiles and holds up his hands in mock-surrender.

Shane just rolls his eyes and pulls me away after I say my hello. He takes me past the cabins and to the lake.

"Shane, what are you doing?" I ask him when we finally stop near some canoes. "The Opening Jam's about to start, we should get ba-"

"Mitchie, forget about them," he interrupts me. "I just want to talk to you for a minute." He sits down on a log and gestures for me to come over. I smile and sit down next to him, laying my head down on his shoulder. He puts his arm around me and starts playing with the tips of my hair.

"I'm proud of you, you know that?" he murmurs. I slightly nod and look up to his face. "I mean, you got a record deal and released a top ten hit all before graduating high school." I giggle as he holds me tighter. "I'm also glad you didn't give up on me," he silently says.

I pull back and confusedly stare at him. "What do you mean? I'd never give up on you, Pop Star."

He smiles a bit at his nickname but his face remains serious. "Your song, Don't Forget… As much as I love it, I hate it too. I can't believe I caused you that much pain…" he trails off and looks down.

"Oh, Shane," I sigh, putting my hands on his cheeks. "Listen to me. That was then. And even though I thought you forgot about us, I never gave up hope. At one point, I thought hope was the biggest letdown. I had let my hopes go up so much, that I just… stopped trusting it overall." I look down and bite my lip, afraid that my comments had hurt him.

Shane just sighs and put his head in his hands. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he mutters almost unintelligibly.

I soothingly rub his back while trying to think of something to say. I hear Dee start the Opening Jam, but I know we're in no rush to get back. "Shane, really, it's okay," I say to him lowly. "I know you didn't want to hurt me, and we went over this many times. This happened months ago, in fact, in another year." Shane lightly chuckles but doesn't pick his head up. "I don't want you to keep beating yourself up about this. You need to know that I love you and I forgive you. And that should be enough for you…"

"It's not though," Shane sighs, taking his head out of his hands and looking at me exasperatedly. "Mitchie, I know you love me, and you claim to have forgiven me, but I know you don't. I've given you the benefit of the doubt and believed you, quite unwillingly, but I can't much longer. It's not that I don't trust you, it's me I don't trust. Who's to say this won't happen again?"

"Shane! It won't! We promised, remember? We promised we wouldn't let them change our minds…unless…Shane, are you beginning to think differently?" I nervously look into his eyes.

He swiftly looks away. "Of course not," he quickly says. "It's just…I don't want to cause you any more pain."

I place my hand on his chin and turn his face to look at me. "Then don't," I simply say. He sadly smiles, which confuses me. What's going on with him? I push my thoughts away when he leans in and gently kisses me.

"Come on," he lightly breathes out. "Let's go catch the end of the Opening Jam."

I grin and let him lead the way.


I wanted it to be longer, but I procrastinated too much and I missed January 1st. Oh well, January 2nd isn't too bad. I hope you enjoyed! And there was a lot of mini references in there. ;)

Sorry for any mistakes, fanfic decided to be retarded and mess it up as I was trying to save. I redid it like 5 times. -_-

Reviews make me happy! And they improve the story, so just give me some constructive criticism please!