A/N Okay I just decided I wanted to write a story about Camp Rock hehe me likey Shane :) lol well anyways I hope you like it tell me what you think so I know weither to stop or keep going so speak your peace. :)
Disclaimer: I do not own thee Camp Rock characters I own Chey and Sarah :P
Shane's P.O.V.
I woke up this morning by the sound of a truck moving in next door 'Oh great' I I moved slowly to peak out the shades.
Indeed we were going to have new neighbors.
I looked closer to see a man about 6 foot with a some what muscular build he had dark hair and dark was a shorter woman standing besides him which I could place to be his wife , she was wearing a hat so I couldn't make out what color her hair was.
Then I saw a girl wearing black shorts and a purple and black zebra shirt reluctantly pull herself half way out of the car, looking up at the house studying it with what looked like fear in her looked like she was about my height,with dark brown curly hair, she had was beautiful.
When I looked closer I noticed her eyes seemed red and puffy as if she had been crying.
"Shane?" My mom asked.
I pulled myself away from the window to answer.
"Yeah mom?"
She entered my room. "Honey, when you get dressed would you mind running something over to our new neighbors?"
I was happy to do it, I wanted to meet that girl she just seemed different than other girls around here.
I took a shower and straightened my hair.
I threw on on my checker board shirt with a pair of black skinny jeans and I put on a pair of grey sneakers, I grabbed my phone and ran down the stairs.
"SHANE!" my mother yelled, "Walk down the stairs next time!''
I nodded and walked over to my mom.
"Where's that stuff you wanted me to take over to the new neighbors?" I asked.
She handed me a plate with about two dozen chocolate chip cookies wrapped in a clear plastic.
"Make sure you tell them that if they need anything to just ask."
I nodded and walked out the door.
Mitchie's P.O.V. (The night before the move.)
Me and my closest friends were crying our eyes out.
Because once again I was moving, and what hurt the most is here I actually felt like I belonged, for once I had friends who I cared what hurt the most...was leaving it all behind and starting over...again. You see my dad he owns a popular hardware store and he to my dispair decided to expane it would he wanted to have us closer to the Head Quarters in LA.
We clung to each other, with the only sound being our muffled cries until I broke the silence.
"W-what am I going to do without you guys? Your my family I don't wanna loose you guys."
That's when Chey pulled away from us, stood up and whipped away her tears.
"Mitch, It's LA! Your the best singer I have ever heard in my life! LA has a lot of music producers looking for a girl like you ,and we believe in you, just when you get signed don't forget we had your first autograph." She smiled remembering the past. You see what she meant by 'we had your first autograph.' When they first heard me sing they were jumping up and down saying it was thee best they have ever heard, but I just thought they were being nice.
"Thank you!" I hugged her and we started talking about the past.
About 3 hours went by and we were all laughing about the past things we had done, I didn't know how I would ever find friends like them, that was a fact that scared me.
We were finally tired from all the crying and I decided to give them there 'Goodbye' Gift. We were not in the back room it felt so empty, there was nothing on the walls and no funiture left, my dad had it moved to the house a few days ago. The only source of light we really had was the little lamp I used when I was a baby it was covered in flowers and animals.
"Okay guys, I have something for you."
I left the room and went to my bedroom closet and grabbed out two gift bags one pink and the other dark purple.
I raced back into the room were my best friends were waiting.
"Okay, here it is." I said handing it to them.
They didn't hesitate in opening it the second they got it.
They smiles didn't fade when they began to tear up again.
I had spent weeks and a couple of months pay checks on making them a scrap book of pictures of us all together, and our crazy saying on each page. Chey's was pink cause it was her favorite color and Sarah's was dark green cause it was her favorite opened each page looking at each picture and laughing when it was a silly one and smiling when it was a funny one, they laughed a lot.
When they were finished looking through the book Sarah spoke up.
"Mitchie we have a gift for you too, we pitched in and got you this."
She handed me a small silver wrapped box, it just fit in my palm.
I opened the box to find a heart shaped I opened it I found a picture from one of our major disasters.
-_-_-_-_-_- FlashBack-_-_-_-_-_-
It was about three years ago when we decided we needed to earn money. We all came up with the idea of a car wash. The only thing we didn't do was wash any cars.
"Mitchie, do you really think this is going to work?" Sarah asked.
"No, not really but if it all fails at least we get a great tan." I responded. Boy was I wrong we were so badly sunburn we couldn't move for days.
About five hours later we only washed three cars, they belonged to our parents.
We gave up on the car wash and I called my mom to come and pick us we were waiting Chey decided to spray me with the hoose, I lost my balance so I stepped back and I fell backwards into one of the buckets filled with water, soap and sponges. And then they started having a water fight Sarah was making bubbles and had them all over her, Chey and me. And Chey was squirting Sarah with the hoose, but what we didn't know was that my mom had taken a picture.
-_-_-_-_-_- End FlashBack-_-_-_-_-_-
After that we really didn't stay up that long we were too tired from crying .
They fell asleep to leave me alone with my thoughts...
Everything was running through my head so fast I was begging for it to just stop.
Whats going to happen? Will things change? I DON'T wanna go! God , why did my dad have to take that dumb job and make something of it...I don't wanna go I don't wanna go! Whats going to happen with me and Zac?Chey?Sarah? My other friends? I didn't want to start over again I was tired of being there lougage that they move from place to place...And my hopes of ever coming back were slim...I should know it happened before and it's happening again.
I eventually fell asleep and before I knew it I was in the car on the way to my new house.
I glanced out the back window and I watched my best friends images fade away in the distance.
I cried the whole way there, but I ended up falling asleep.
I woke up to my mom speaking to me, "Mitchie, time to get up we'll be there soon."
"M'kay." I said.
I checked my phone to see I had a two new messages.
'Miss you already.-Chey'
I quickly typed in a responce.
'God I miss you guys so much were almost here now :( -Mitch'
The next message was from Zac, my boyfriend.
'We need to talk, I'll call you later and then I'll drop by.'
I smiled to myself.
'Okay I'll talk to you then I love ya.'
And that's when we pulled up in front of this giant house.
My mom and dad got out first, I however was didn't wanna move from where I was , my plan was working till my mom yelled at me to get out. I opened the door and pulled my self about half way out of the car, I studied the was beautiful but under these surcomstances I could of cared less about what it looked like, my best friends were not here. I finally pulled myself out of the car and walked to my new 'home'. It was weird for me I had always been good with goodbyes cause I never was in one place for too long till I had to pack up and leave to another Town,City,State Whatever the point was that was the only time I had really had good friends.
I looked at the house more closely as I walked up the steps. There was a beautiful but I would never admite that to my mom or dad for that matter. There was a huge tree in the front of the house with a bench that wrapped around the trunk. The house was made of brick and was almost the same as the house next door, and the house after that, and the house after that, and so on the point was the houses were the same and I had a feeling I would need to write down my address so I don't end up at some strangers home, that would be awkward.
I went up the steps not really bothering to look at the rest of the house.
I walked into a couple of rooms till I found mine. My dad had brought all my stuff up here so I just had to un-pack. The room was huge, it had a black carpet with white walls and outlines of black butterflies to match the carpet on the biggest wall.
I decided I liked where my bed was so I found the box that contained the pieces of my drum set I put it back together and put it in the corner closest to my door, I put my guitars by the window, for now. I unpacked my clothes even though I felt the need not to because we would be leaving soon anyways. But my mom insisted we would be living her for some time,so I just unpacked not really caring about where my stuff was going.
A few hours later most of my stuff was away when I decided to call Zac.
I almost got the answering machine when he picked up not sounding so happy, but out of breath.
"Hello?" he asked sharply.
"Umm, hey."
"Mitchelle?" I heard a female voice ask.
"Zac?" I asked.
"What do you want Mitch? I'm kinda...busy at the moment." he laughed and so did the other girl.
I walked over to the bench in front of my window and sat down it was the window closest to our new neighbors.
"You texted me saying we needed to talk..."
"Oh yeah, well this isn't easily for me to say but Mitchie, I found someone else." At that my heart broke into two and I felt tears form."She's willing to give me what you refused...If you know what I mean.." Oh I knew what he meant he meant sex. But now it was my turn to speak...or yell.
"Exactally how long as this been going on?!" I yelled standing up and walking in circles.
"About the time we started dating."
"So you've been cheating on me all this time?!" I stopped walking."How could you do this to me? I expected better from you..And you know what I kinda feel stupid that I didn't see this before I've seen you with Lizzie all the time."
"How did you know it was Lizzie?" he asked.
"I'm not stupid, you can come by and pick up your things, you know were my new house is I gave you directions before."
"Okay, I'll see you in a few hours."
"Good bye." I hung up and walked over to the bench and began to cry then I got up and grabbed everything that was his, he had ever given to me and I even came across a picture of the two of us I ripped it in half and through it on top of everything. Then I decided to call my best friends, they would know what to say, and do.
"Hello?" Chey answered.
"Hey! I need to talk to you."
For the next hour she was calming me down and even thought of a plan just to make sure he knew what he was loosing. I hung up on the phone and went down stairs to tell me parents when someone knocked at the door.I turned on my heel and walked towards the door.
I opened it slowly just to make sure who it was. I opened the door to see a dark haired boy about my age standing in front of me.
"Hi?" I asked.
"Hi, I'm Shane Gray. My mom wanted me to bring these over to you guys to welcome you into the neighborhood." he handed me a plateful of cookies. Great I thought I can take my sadness out on cookies rather than Ben and Jerry.
Awwww that was so sweet.
"Thanks, I'm Michelle, but everyone calls me Mitchie."
"Well it's nice to meet you Mitchie." he smiled.
"Same 's nice to know someone here."
He laughed. " I know how you feel, Oh before I forget if you or your family need anything me and my family live right there." he pointed to the house on the side where my new room was located.
"Thanks that's good to know, I'll let my parents know too."
"What school are you going to?" he asked.
"Umm... I think it's called West Coast High?"
A/n I know it's a stupid name but I'm not too creative this late at night.
"Awesome me and my brothers go there we could show you around, and introduce you to some is if you want?" he asked hopefully.
"Are you kidding me that would be great! Thank you..No one has ever been this nice to me." That was the truth no body was ever that nice at least not after three minutes of talking to them, he was different and I liked it.
He smiled and said, "Well then I'm glad I'm able to change that but I have to go, my brothers will kill me if I'm late for band you need a ride to school tomorrow? Cause Jason my brother can take you too."
"Yeah ,thanks that would be great."
"Okay so I'll see you at 7:30 I'll come over and get you."
"See you then." I smiled as he walked away.
I walked back into my new 'house' if you could call it that and told my mom about Zac and that he would be coming over to pick up his crap.
I went up to my 'room' and decided I would do what Chey had told me to do and I quote ''Let him know what he's loosing."
In my defence it was all her idea I could of lived with throwing his stuff out my window, in his direction of course.
I went to my closet and pulled out a plaid black and white mini skirt, I put it on and put on a tank top and a black leather jacket and lastly I put on and pair of high heels. I put on some make-up.
About an hour later I saw his car pull up in front of my house I grabbed the box filled with all his shit and walked down the stairs.
I got there just as he knocked on the door I opened it to find him staring at me, with this weird look on his face.
"Hi." he said.
"'s your stuff." I handed him the box.
"Listen..Mitch I didn't want you to find out this way and I am sorry."
"If you were really sorry you would of never of done it in the first place." I spat back at eyes were lingering everywhere on me but my face.
"Oh and you do know that if things don't work out with you and Lizzy and you feel like calling me." I said as sweetly as I could."Don't." I yelled. "Know that you know what your loosing go to hell and you can take that girl with you." I pushed him out the door.
I smile was plastered on my face "That felt good." I said mostly speaking to myself.
I walked into my room and changed into some sweats and a tank top and decided I would write a song.
Don't try to cover up your, your new flame
that's seathing through your eyes.
I can see it from ten feet away and I know
just who is burning.
with every kiss you deny
so what makes you think, that I
still care or still want you anymore
So how long has this been
going on and one more thing tell me
was she the reason you stomped on my heart
and moved on so quickly
You can call it pure torture
watching your every move with her
oh, just the thought of it,
knowing what goes on between you
makes me sick
I should've noticed, I should've noticed
when she came into the picture
you were always with her
and she's not leaving.
So how long has this been
going on and one more thing tell me
was she the reason you stomped on my heart
and moved on so quickly
You called me shady
and now she's your babydoll
she drove you over,
over to break it off
and this time just maybe
maybe you went a little far
I'm sick of crying about,
about your new flame
that's soon to burn out.
So how long has this been
going on and one more thing tell me
was she the reason you stomped on my heart
and moved on so quickly
I had the lyrics so I started fiddling with my guitar finally finding the right notes to fit the song perfectly.
I sang the song going through it with the guitar and it was finally complete and I felt better than I did before. I decided with the help from my best friend that he isn't worth crying about and that he'll regret the choice he mad one day.
I decided I would go to sleep it was about eleven at night.
A/n Ok that's my first chapter I hope you guys like it :D please review and tell me what you think and if you think I should continue writing this story.