Disclamer: I don't own Camp Rock sadly. Though I wish I did own Joe Jonas.

"I'm gonna miss you so much Mitch," Caitlyn said as she hugged Mitchie. "Here's my number don't be a stranger, maybe we'll be able to get together sometime."

"I'm gonna miss you too. Here's my number too. Hold on let me get a picture." Mitchie held the digital camera out in front of both her and Caitlyn as she snapped a picture of the two.

Caitlyn glanced toward the parking lot and sighed. "Well my rides here." She picked up her bags. "I'll see you next summer right?"

"Let's hope. I'll let you know when I know more."

"Alright, hope to see you next summer." Caitlyn hugged Mitchie one last time before stepping into her car and driving away.

Mitchie looked around for the one boy she wanted to say goodbye to, the one boy who made her summer perfect, but unfortunately he was no where to be found. Mitchie sighed dejectedly and turned around heading for her van. Someone grabbing her arm suddenly stopped her.

"Mitchie wait!"

She turned and met with those amazing eyes that she loved. "Where were you off to in such a hurry?" Shane asked.

"Well, I'm leaving and I was looking for you but I couldn't find you so …" she trailed off.

"Thank God, I wasn't too late."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well you know you were my as you put it 'special girl' and since I didn't find that out until two days ago I wanted to do or well get you something special before I left."

"Aw, Shane you didn't have to do anything. Like I could forget you, as you put it everyone knows who you are."

"Well, I wanted to here," he said handing her a somewhat flat black square box.

She opened it, revealing a locket with the engraving 'Shane + Mitchie' on the front. She gasped.

"Open the locket," he requested. She obliged and opened it in which a picture of her and Shane from the canoe ride was placed.

"Who took this?" she asked meeting his eyes.

"My Uncle Brown. Seems that he does come in handy at times, isn't it ironic that he knew that you were my special girl before I did."

Mitchie giggled. "Here will you put it on me?"

"With pleasure." Shane took the necklace from her, their fingers brushing ever so slightly sending sparks through both of their bodies.

Connie exited the cabin with both her and Mitchie's luggage and saw the pair the laughing. She took the bags and placed them in the van. She glanced at her watch and realized that they needed to leave soon.

"Hey Mitchie, finish up with your goodbyes we have to get going," Connie called over to her.

After hearing her mother Mitchie's normally happy demeanor deflated. Shane noticed this and placed a finger under her chin raising her eyes to look into his.

"Hey, don't be sad."

"How can I not be sad? I'm leaving the best place I've ever been. I'm leaving you. I might not get to come back next year because my parents can't afford it. The only way I could come back was if my mom was to be the cook again. And then again even if I do come back you're not gonna be here. The only reason you were here was because you needed an attitude adjustment and that's obviously been resolved,"

"Hey," Shane cut her off, "Don't worry we're going to see each other. The second Connect 3's tour is back on the first place we're going is your city. And don't worry about next year, you're coming. Even if my Uncle Brown doesn't rehire your mom I'll personally make sure that you have a paid way here."

"Shane I couldn't let you do that."

He placed a finger to her lips. "You couldn't stop me."

She hugged him. "But you still won't be here. Who will I go canoeing with?"

"Don't worry about me, I'll be here next year."

A big smile formed on her face. "Really?"

He leaned down and rubbed his nose against hers. "Really really. And if for some crazy reason the band refused to let me come back, which they won't do, I'll just become the ass I was at the beginning of camp and they'll be forced to send me back." He grinned and her smile matched his.

"You're pretty amazing Shane Gray has anyone ever told you that?"

He laughed. "Actually I used to tell myself that everyday but a certain someone brought me back down to earth and made me realize that as much as I'd like it to, the world does not revolve around me." He dramatically sighed which caused Mitchie to giggle.

"Mitchie!"

Mitchie glanced over at her mother with a sorrowful look pleading for five more minutes. Her mother gave her a stern look silently saying 'five minutes that's it.'

Mitchie handed Shane a piece of paper. "What's this?" he asked as he began to open it.

"No, not yet!" Shane jumped.

"Um ok."

"Please just read it after we've left."

Shane laughed. "Alright I'll do it your way."

"Anyway my cell number is in there along with my email, and address so keep in touch ok?"

"Will do. Here, this has my cell number too and email but not actual address."

"Is Shane Gray afraid that I'm gonna go stalk him?" Mitchie teased.

"It's not you I'm worried about. It's everyone else so keep that phone number hidden."

Mitchie laughed. "I will do my best to protect you from the screaming fans that live near me."

"Hey, you better be thankful that I gave you my special cell number."

"Special number?"

"Only the members of Connect 3, my parents, and now you have that number."

"Wow I feel special."

"You should, you're very special to me." Shane smiled down at her.

"You know if someone had told me that we would've gotten this close I would've called them insane, especially after the kitchen incident."

"Kitchen incident?"

"Oh yeah I never told you, when you came in complaining about food allergies, that was me covered in flour."

His face turned slightly pink. "Oh my God, that was you? I was such an ass, I'm surprised you gave me a chance after that."

She giggled. "Is the Shane Gray embarrassed?"

"No," he said but the color in his face contradicted his words.

"Well, I'm glad I gave you a chance. And I'm glad that you forgave me for my stupidity and lying."

"Mitchie, you don't need to try to be someone you're not. You're perfect the way you are. Believe it, after all this is coming from Shane Gray."

"And his cockiness is back ladies and gentlemen."

"Hey, it's like I said before, being a jerk is part of the rockstar image."

Mitchie wrapped her arms around him. "I'm really gonna miss you so much!"

"I'm gonna miss you too Mitch. I'm coming to visit you the first chance I get." Shane said while his fingers were playing with her hair as they embraced.

"Mitchie!"

"Coming Mom!" Mitchie looked at Shane sadly. "I guess I have to go now."

Shane picked her bag up from the ground handing it to her. "I'll call you when I find out when we'll be in your city."

"Thanks. Hey can we get a picture together before I leave?"

"Sure." Mitchie grabbed her camera out of her bag and held it out in front of them. She took the camera and glanced at the picture and smiled.

Shane pulled out his phone. "Before you go, let me get one of us on my phone." Mitchie smiled, inwardly pleased. They squeezed together before seeing a flash go off.

"Well I guess this is it," Mitchie said with tears in her eyes.

"Hey, no crying. I'll see you soon," Shane said wrapping his arms around her and kissing the top of her head.

They broke out of their embrace. "Sorry for wetting your shirt." Mitchie giggled. "I'll see you soon." With that she began walking away from him and to her mom's van. She turned around once before stepping into the vehicle. The van pulled out of the driveway as Mitchie waved to Shane until he was out of sight.

Shane waved back with tears in his eyes. "Bye Mitchie," he whispered. He wiped the tears from his eyes. He glanced down and noticed the note that she had given to him moments before.

Dear Shane,

So, I'm giving this to you after I leave because I really have no idea how you're going to react to this. The truth is I really like you, as in more than friends, I completely understand if you don't feel the same way. Even if I was your special girl you told me before you found her/ me that you shared the same taste in music but yeah I'm getting off topic. I was really fighting with myself on whether or not I should tell you this because I don't want to seem like every other screaming girl fan because I'm not. I don't like you because you're Shane Gray. I like you because well if I was to list all of the reasons I would need more paper and not to mention humiliate myself so I'm not going to do that. But anyway that's all I wanted to tell you. But thank you so much for the best summer ever! I'm gonna miss you more than anything!

Cell#(373)- 555-8475

Home#(373)-555-3484

Address: 8473 Maple Street Trenton, NJ

AIM: ThIsIsMe02

Love always,

Mitchie Torres

Closing the letter Shane looked down. 'Damn I should've kissed her.'

A/N: Ok so should I leave it here or keep going? I have ideas to keep going but if you guys like it here I'll just keep it as is. Obviously the phone numbers, address, and email are completely made up. So like the rest of you I loved Camp Rock! The Jonas Brother's are having a concert on my birthday (and Joe Jonas's birthday yay same day) and I'm trying really hard to convince my parents to let me go. Wish me luck. Anyway enough from me. Review please! I love feedback.