Exactly Where We're Meant To Be
Chapter 1: Changes in plans
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An: Hey new story.
Mitche Torres paced around her room, her one year old straddled in her arms, it was currently three am and Tadhg just wouldn't settle. He was every inch his father, from his black hair to his baby smile, everything about him was exactly like Shane Gray. She didn't like the three am wake up call, most of all though, she didn't like being alone.
But she had to do it, Shane had to pursue his dream, it was connect 3, she couldn't take that away from him, because she knew that if she told him, he would give up his dream quicker than it took Jason to eat a plate of fries.
She lived at home, not because she couldn't afford to live anywhere else, it was because she couldn't afford the childminding fees. She was a waitress at a plush restaraunt, she had never imagined herself in that job, but she knew that she had to give up everything, her life, her education and most of all her music to focus on her baby. She didn't mind though, because she had the most beautiful thing in return, a baby. Even if it wasn't ideal at seventeen to have a baby, she still loved it and would never give Tadhg up for anything.
It had been almost two years since Camp Rock, since she had seen him, or even spoken to him. Yet she never forgot him, the way he laughed, the way he touched her, or the way he kissed her. They had promised to keep in touch, and they did, at first, until tours got in the way and Mitchie found out she was pregnant, and gradually without warning they lost all contact.
She didn't regret her decision because she knew that she had made the right one, every time she saw him on telly or heard him on the radio, she smiled because she knew that if she had told him, he never would have gotten to live his dream.
Her mom had begged her to tell him, so that they could work it out together, but she couldn't be told, because no matter how much it broke her heart to let him go, she knew that she was doing it because she loved him.
It took her mom a while to understand why she was doing it, but in the end she knew that Mitchie was the only one who knew her own heart, she usually made pretty good judgements, so in the end, she had to let her. She wasn't a child.
She had told all of her friends that it was a one night thing and she didn't know who the father was because she knew that it would get leaked to the press and Shane would give up his dream, nothing would make up for that guilt.
Her life now became what she wished it wouldn't, stuck in NJ with a one year old and a dead end job that would never lead anywhere, and yet it made her happy. It made her happy to know that she was allowing the man she loved to pursue his dreams. Nothing else could have made her that happy.
So here she was, three am, a bottle of formula and a diaper change later and he still wasn't asleep. She was exhausted, she knew that her mom would have words with her again in the morning for waking her up in the middle of the night, but he just wouldn't settle. His cries were getting shriller and more desperate with each one he did. He was exausted, but he just wouldn't give in to going asleep, it seemed to be a nightly ritual with him and she was growing tired of it. She had tried everything.
She tried rocking him, feeding him, changing him, nothing would do. Sitting down on her bed, she felt defeated "You've won Tadhg" she sighed
The baby continued to cry in her arms. She, at this point felt like crying too. Her body yearned for sleep, she needed to sleep, she hadn't slept a full night in a year. He was a grumpy sleeper, at first she didn't mind, but now, now it was getting to her.
"Please baby" she soothed "Please mommy needs to sleep" she said, his head held in her hands, rocking him carefully, with as much energy as she could get
As she rocked her baby back and forth, trying to sooth her child so that she could get at least one nights sleep "Everytime I think I'm closer to the heart" she sang, trying to keep herself awake
"Of what it means to know just who I am ,I think I've finally found a better place to start" she soothed her baby "But no one ever seems to understand"
Her eyes were heavy in her head, she just wished that she could go asleep. But she had to stay awake if her baby was awake, so she kept on singing. It was her only way of staying awake.
"I need to try to get to where you are, Could It be you're not that far"
Looking down at her baby, he had finally given in to sleep. Kissing his head, she placed him gently in his crib, his baby face scrunched as she placed the blanket over him, she couldn't help but smile as she too finally succombed to the pleasures of sleep.
--Next Morning--
Mitchie woke up to the same sound she heard every morning, the sound of crying, her baby needed her "moma" he said, banging his teddy off the cot
She wished it was sleep time again.
"Moma"he moaned again, pointing to the jar of baby food that lay beside her bed
"In a minute baby" she soothed, she had gotten four hours sleep
The baby's crying persisted, she knew that he wasn't going to stop until he got fed. How could she keep doing this? It was too hard, she needed help, she was grateful for the bit she got, but after work, she had no social life.
Lifting him up, she got the jar, trying to spoon feed him, she was tired, she wasn't in the mood for this, but, she knew that she had to do it, after all if she didn't feed him who would.
She played with her baby for a while, until she knew that it was more of a sane hour to get up with a one year old at. Placing him in his playpen, she began to fix herself some breakfast. She smiled as she hummed a song that she had heard the other day from connect 3, she rarely got this time to herself, and she was glad of not having to do anything, he was fed and happily playing with his Tess teddy.
She was grateful to just be able to sit and think for a bit. Even if it was only for a while, she knew that Tadhg would get bored soon, his attention span didn't last long, he was like his cousin Moises.
"Tadhgy baby" she called, in a singsong voice
The baby cooed and giggled "Moma" he smiled, placing the teddy's hand in his mouth, Mitchie laughed at this, he could be so cute sometimes.
"Who's mommys bestest baby" she called, coming over to him
"moma" he called, clapping his hands and laughing, pointing at his grandma
"What's that darling" she asked, unaware of Connie coming down the stairs
Picking him up, Mitchie looked up "MAMA MAMA"he called out, his hands clenched
"Ah" Mitchie said, realising
"Hi honey,how are you" she said, waving at Tadhg
"I'm good, tired, the usual" she said, putting the toaster on
"You off today" she asked, as she picked Tadhg up from his playpen
"Yeah, until Monday" she said, kissing Tadhgs nose
"Good, well maybe you could get some rest" Connie said, slightly worried
"Not while Tadhg's around" she smiled, going out and picking up the post that had fallen through the box
"He'll soon settle" she smiled, as he chewed his finger hungrily, drool coming down his cheeks
"He's teething mom, he's not going to settle" she said, flipping through the post
Picking up a letter, Mitchie noticed her name on it, it didn't look like her pay cheque, that wasn't due for another few weeks, it wasn't her tax bill because that wasn't due for a while yet.
Opening it. She never expected to see what she had found before her eyes.
Dear Mitchie,
I know that this is quite informal, but it's quite the emergency, we are due to start Camp Rock in a matter of six days, but Caitlyn has pulled out at the last minute and we're short on girls. I know you said that you'd never do it, but we really need you to fill in as the singing advisor for all of the junior members here at CR.
The role of singing advisor would entail quite a few jobs that I feel you would be perfect for, even more so than Caitlyn. You must take the junior singing classes, show them how to hold note, the breathing and all of that. It would also be your duty to get people pumped and prepared for Final Jam, it's a huge responsibolity, you would be head of a certain dorm also. You would also be required to do hip-hop dancing class, these classes would, conist of you and another member to be decided as of yet.
If you are available, please contact me as soon as possible.
Yours in music,
Deena Devine
Mitchie was in shock, she could never do that, she would never be able to saddle Tadhg with her mom for a full summer, she couldn't give up her job. Even if it was what her heart wanted.
"What is it honey" her mom asked
"It's a letter from camp rock" she answered, her body numb
"What does it say" she asked, propping Tadhg up once more on her hip
"It says that they want me to be singing advisor"
"Well are you" she asked, forgetting about the main thing
"I can't go mom" she answered, wanting to cry, not from lack of sleep but of having to turn down this golden opportunity
"So you're giving up your dream again" she answered, sounding peeved
"I have to"
"No you don't" her mother answered "You're going to Camp Rock" she said, matter of factly
"I can't"
"You are" she said, allowing Tadhg to play with her hair
"I can't mom, what about-"
"I've heard enough honey, you haven't stopped, you gave up your dream for this little baby here, it's time you got to relive it"
"Its two months mom" she answered, trying to reason
"I'll manage" she said, cooing at the baby "We'll have fun"
"What about work"
"How many weeks did you take off at all during your time working there"
"A week" she answered, getting her hopes up
"Then I think you should ring her honey" she answered, giving her, her phone
With shaking hands Mitchie dialled the number. She knew that her mom was right. She needed this. "Dee I'm coming"
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