Author's Note: To anyone reading Heartbreak Song & Love Panic, I'm still updating those. I just thought I would try something new. A whole new set of characters, you know? Camp Rock was amazing and I hope this will keep you reading and reviewing my stories.
"Mitchie, come on sweetie, it's time to leave, it's going to be a long drive." Connie Torres called out to her daughter.
"Time to leave the most boring summer of my life and get back to the real world where me and my one friend are popular." Mitchie muttered to herself, sarcastically of course.
"You'll still e-mail and call right?" Caitlyn Gellar, her best friend at Camp Rock asked.
"Of course. You stood by me even after all that drama. You're a friend worth keeping." Mitchie laughed slightly which caused the two girls to laugh together.
Connie honked the catering truck horn.
"Mitchie, come on, we gotta go!" Connie said.
"Bye Caitlyn, see you next summer."
"Bye Mitchie. Remember that one of these days you'll be seeing me as the biggest music producer."
"Of course."
The two girls hugged and Caitlyn dragged her luggage away from the truck as Mitchie waved at her. Mitchie was just about to step into the truck and leave the best place of her life when a familiar voice called out to her.
"Wait!" Shane Gray exclaimed as he ran towards her.
"Hey you, didn't think you'd see me off." Mitchie replied.
She turned to her mother and father in the truck. "Could you wait for five more minutes?"
"Fine." Connie replied. She knew how much Shane meant to her daughter and how he had helped her break out of her shyness during camp while singing at the end of Final Jam.
"Of course I'd see you off. I'm not the stuck-up pop star I was when I arrived at camp."
"You're something more than that. You've changed Shane, for the better." Mitchie smiled at him.
"Right. I'm a better person overall and I owe it all to you, Mitchie Torres, my girlfriend." Shane said sincerely.
After singing to We Rock at Final Jam, everyone had gone backstage to just relax for a little bit. Mitchie had gone into one of the dressing rooms to just sit down and cool off from the most exhilarating thing she's down in her life.
"Best summer of my life." She said aloud before turning around and seeing Shane Gray right behind her.
"Still up for that canoe ride?" he asked.
"Yeah." she smiled up at him as he held out his hand for her to take.
They both had walked hand-in-hand to the lake where they both pulled a canoe out and put on the life vests.
"So this is it.." Shane said softly.
"I guess so." she replied.
"Mitchie, I kind of have a confession to make."
"I'm listening."
"I know I shouldn't have just gotten made at you for lying about where your mom worked. I should have been use to the lying, but it really hurt me knowing someone that I had grown to trust and confide had lied.."
"I know and I'm sorry about that. But I was just, me - Mitchie, when I was with you. I wasn't the girl who acted like her mom was a bigshot when I knew she was a cook." Mitchie interrupted.
"Can you let me finish?" he laughed before starting again. "But after hearing you sing on stage tonight, I realized why it hurt so much."
"Why is that?"
"Because along the way, I guess I started to like you, as more than a friend. And it's okay if you don't feel the same way, I understand. I just didn't want to go through the year wondering why I was such a chicken to never tell you how I really felt."
"I feel the same way." she responded quietly.
"You do?" he questioned.
She nodded in response.
"Then you wouldn't get mad if I did this."
Shane pulled his oar into the canoe and moved closer to her. When they were just inches away from each other, he closed the gap and kissed her softly.
"I wouldn't be mad." she said afterwards.
"Mitchie Devonne Torres, would you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?"
"Yes."
"Well, I guess it's good-bye for now. I'll call you, text you, IM or whatever to keep in contact." Mitchie told him.
"I'll be sure to make a few visits. But I'll be using a disguise, I wouldn't want you going through the media and reporters showing up everywhere just because you're dating me, hottest pop star on the planet."
"Who all the girls would love to be with." she added.
"Shoot, as long as I have this one girl, I'm happy." Shane responded as he looked into her brown eyes.
"Remember me okay?"
"I would never forget." he responded as he gave her a light kiss.
The catering truck's horn went off.
"Hey no PDA!" Steve Torres, Mitchie's father exclaimed.
"Bye Shane! I'll miss you." she said as she opened the door to the catering truck.
"Bye Mitchie! I'll miss you too." he called out as the truck slowly began driving away from Camp Rock.
Nate and Jason had slowly snuck up behind Shane just as the catering truck disappeared from his view.
"Hey man, you never got my birdhouse finished." Jason said to break the silence.
"Why are you still asking for that after all this time? Camp Rock is a place where people focus on music, not arts and crafts!" Nate replied.
"Well, there's wood and he could probably make a birdhouse out of that." he retorted.
"Guys, guys. Come on. We've got to go and leave the camp now. Limo's here." Shane interrupted the fight before it could get any stupider in his opinion.
"Come on man. Don't turn all serious on us now. What happened to the Shane into music when he was at camp?" Nate asked.
They all climbed into the limo as it began driving off.
"A part of him got taken when that catering truck left." he replied.
"She was the voice you heard inside your head, the reason that you're singing." Jason said simply.
"Mitchie was the reason I even started to write that song. She inspired me even before I knew it was her singing."
"Stay inspired. We need that kind of music to show the label who we really are. Connect 3 isn't going to be what the label wants us to be. We're gong to show the people who we really are." Nate said.
"I'll try. Besides, she's my girlfriend, so only a phone call away to hear her beautiful voice once more." Shane sighed.
"Look at him, only one day with Mitchie and he's in L-O-V-E." Jason laughed.
"Leave him alone, he's acting better than he has been in a long time. He won't be storming off the set of any music videos for a while now." Nate whispered back.
"Way to ruin a moment dad!" Mitchie exclaimed.
"You're my only daughter Mitchie. Growing up way too fast for my liking." Steve said as he looked at his daughter.
"I'll still be your little girl dad. Besides, Shane's a good guy and he's in the media, so you could always check if he's been doing anything that you don't approve off." Mitchie reasoned.
"Like storming off the set of that music video?" her dad questioned.
"He's changed. I promise, you could just tell. Like the type of songs he sings now, it's different. He usually doesn't sing the way he did in the duet with me."
"I know. I've heard the way the band sounded. Too upbeat for my taste. Hopefully the kind of stuff he sang with you will appeal more to the public."
"Trust me dad, it will." she said softly as she leaned her head on the window and let her eyes flicker closed and sleep take over her.
When he was sure Mitchie was asleep, he began to talk to his wife.
"I just hope he won't end up hurting her in the end. He's a famous guy and that may as well be his downfall when it comes to the relationship. He's in the public's eye a lot and you know how Mitchie is." Steve said.
"But she's breaking out of her shyness and working hard to show the world who she is. We'll just have to hope that Shane stays sane and won't push her down with his old pop star attitude." Connie replied.
"I really don't want to trust him right away, but I guess we'll have to trust our daughter on this one."
"I guess so Steve."
The rest of the ride was in silence as both parents thought deeply and Mitchie slept in the back.
Before they knew it, they had arrived at their home.
"Mitchie, wake-up now, we're home." Connie shook her daughter's shoulder gently in an attempt to wake her up.
Mitchie got out of the car and ran upstairs to her computer to check if Shane was online.
He was.
Mitchie: heyy there ! finally back home (:
Shane: been waiting for you to get online
Shane: we showed the label our demo of 'play my music'
Mitchie: orly ? what did they say about it ?
Shane: they said it was good, they just wanted to tweak it
Mitchie: dont let them . it was amazingly perfect the way it was
Shane: we didnt. we said connect 3 wouldnt do it if they wouldnt let us do it they way WE wanted to
Mitchie: that's good!
Mitchie: school starts next week.
Shane: gonna get everyone jealous with your amazingly perfect boyfriend?
Mitchie: nah. i want friend who likes me for me, not because i've got you. so the count is mitchie's friends at school: 1
Shane: you have more friends than that, i promise. what about caitlyn ?
Mitchie: note the at school part
Shane: oh sorry, lol
Shane: &even though i'm your boyfriend, the word friend is in there . so as long as you have like a a magazine or something with me in it, it's all good, since technically i'm in school with you
Mitchie: fine, mitchie's friends at school: 2
Shane: you'll have more this year, youre that amazing
Mitchie: :) thanks shane, that means a lot
"Mitchie, dinner's ready!" Connie called.
"What are we having?" she called back.
"Burgers!" her dad exclaimed.
Shane: then you'll be receiving a lot of compliments if it keeps you happy.
Mitchie: gotta go have dinner
Mitchie: byes
Mitchie is now offline.
"I just wish I was there for you at school for real. I miss you." he said to his computer monitor.
Shane is now offline.