Hello there! I don't really remember how to start a story off anymore, so if this sounds awkward and scripted, it's because it is! I'd like to just start by saying hello again to anyone who has read some of my work before. And hello for the first time to anybody who is new!
It's always kind of scary starting a new story, because you're writing for a whole new audience and you don't know if anyone will like this one or not. But this is really nerve wracking for me because this isn't something I'd normally write. I usually write Romance/Dramas that are 10+ chapters long and are in Mitchie's point of view, yet here I am, writing an Adventure/Comedy that's set to only have 5 chapters and follows Shane. So if everything seems a little weird, let me know!
Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Rock, Disney, or anything Disney related. I only own the computer that I am writing this fanfiction on.
Without further ado, I present to you, Meet Me at the Altar
"Shane, do you have to do this right before our wedding?" Mitchie Torres asked her fiancée, Shane Gray, as he finished packing his suitcase.
"Mitch, I told you that it's just a week. I'll be back three days before we say our 'I Do's. Don't worry so much," he said. Mitchie nodded and sat down on the corner of the bed they shared.
"I know, but it's just so close to the actual day. Have you even picked up your tux yet?" she asked. Shane looked at her.
"Of course I have! I would never forget something so serious!" he said. Mitchie nodded and crossed her arms before walking out of the room. Shane looked around to make sure she wasn't able to hear him and quickly pulled out his cell phone. He quickly scrolled through his contacts and found the name he was looking for and swiftly press talk. He brought the phone to his ear and waited patiently as the phone ran.
"Nate Gray here," the other line answered.
"Nate! Bro, I need you to go pick up my tux!" Shane said quickly.
"You haven't gotten your tux yet? You do realize you're getting married in a week, right?" he asked.
"Of course I do! But I've been freaking out about going on this promotional tour the week right before! Plus, it's my first tour on my own, so that's really been stressing me out!" Shane exclaimed.
"You're freaking out worse than Mitchie. She's been over all week with Caitlyn, planning all the last minute details," Nate said.
"How's Caity? Still got the morning sickness?" Shane asked his brother.
"No, that ended a couple of weeks ago. It's about time too. I love Caitlyn, but I was getting sick of waking up to the sound of vomit," Nate said.
"Well, now you get to deal with the hormones. I hear that it gets worse as the date approaches," Shane said.
"Thanks for that reminder," Nate said sarcastically.
"So can you pick up my tux? Or should I call Jase?" Shane asked, referring to their older brother.
"I can get it. I'll wait until Mitchie is back over with Caitlyn to go put it in your closet. That way, Mitchie will never know," Nate said.
"You know me so well," Shane said. They quickly said goodbye and Shane zipped up his suitcase and lifted it up. He walked out into the living room and saw his wife-to-be sitting on the couch, her head resting in her hands.
"You okay babe?" Shane called. Mitchie looked up at him with tears in her eyes. Shane felt his heart fall. He knew that this mini promotional tour had put a lot of stress on them both. He had promised her when he first proposed to her that she would come before any album or tour, and yet here he was, ten days before their wedding, leaving on a promotional tour. He was only playing in New York and Texas, but he had a ton of interviews in those seven days.
"Mitchie, it's going to be alright," he said, walking over to her. Mitchie nodded and wiped the tears off of her face before looking up into his eyes.
"Shane, I don't want you to go. Not this soon to our wedding," she said quietly.
"I know baby, but I promise you that I'm going to be home on time. I swear to God that I will not accept anything else other than what has already been scheduled. I will not, under any circumstances, miss this," he said. Mitchie smiled lightly and nodded in understanding.
"Don't you dare leave me at that alter, waiting for your sorry ass to show up," she said. Shane smiled. There was his potty-mouthed, wife-to-be.
"Just one week, then we will be Mr. and Mrs. Gray," he said, pecking her on the top of the head.
"I love you," she said quietly.
"I love you more," Shane said, kissing her sweetly. Shane grabbed his suitcase and walked over to the front door, Mitchie walking behind him. He walked out to the tour bus that was waiting patiently in their driveway. Shane handed his suitcase and to one of the helpers and turned towards Mitchie, who was a few paces back.
"I'll call you later tonight, and you know I'll have my phone on at all times, so text me if you need me," Shane said. Mitchie nodded and smiled half-heartedly.
"Love you," she said.
"Love you too," Shane said before he placed a kiss on her lips and then walked to the door of the tour bus.
"Seven days Shane. No more," Mitchie reminded. Shane flashed her a smile and blew her a kiss before closing the door.
"Alright boys! Let's do this!"
I know that it's pretty short, but it's a prologue. All of my prologues are fairly short. It's just how I am.
So what do you guys think? Should I continue? Should I scrap this project? I want to know YOUR input! I would really like to get 7 reviews, but I'll settle with 5 reviews.
Alright, I guess I'll be hearing from you all soon. Can't wait to see what you guys have to say!
Love you all!
Tianna