This story is for JemiLover101 and all the Jemi lovers out there. Hope you enjoy!
Summary: Shane is rich, and popular and all of his friend dare him to go out with the school loser (Mitchie)on the outside Mitchie is a loner but on the inside shes a daring girl with hopes and dreams of becoming a musician. Can Shane and his Band help her or break her heart and prove to her further that people always leave?
Mitchie…
I opened the door with my head down, I knew they were looking at me, I mean why didn't they just mind their own business, I know I'm the school's loner but it doesn't gave them the right to remind me of it. As I walked by I heard "Her mom just died and she doesn't even care that's pathetic." Of course I care but I'm not going to just sit in my room and cry all day, I already did too much of that. Another whisper came from behind "She is such a loser, I can't believe she even came to school today." I put my hoodie on and went to class even though it's pretty early, I didn't care all I wanted was to be alone.
Shane…
"Whoa, here comes the loner." Nate shouted so everyone looked toward the door where she was coming in from. I knew people were already spreading rumors about her including me, one of my favorites was that her mom died, I mean yeah right her mom didn't die. Wait, now that I think about it, I really don't know if that's true, well that's why they call it rumors. After she put on her hoodie and left. I was relived, the bell rang and we all fled to class.
I, Nate, Jason, and Barron were walking down the hallway; I swear all the girls stopped and just stared at us. Well not Mitchie, the loner but who cares about her, most of the girls here are not that pretty. Definitely Mitchie, she always has her hoodie on so you can't see her face and when she doesn't have it on then her head is down and her bangs in her face. Now that I think about it I don't know if she's pretty or ugly. Well who cares. We stopped at Nate's locker; my back fell upon the lockers next to his as I said "I bet I can have anyone in this school." Nate looked at me and ask "Oh really?" I nodded. Nate, Jason and Barron looked at each other, smiled and looked back at me. I knew that meant he had an idea so I asked "What?" Nate answered "I bet you couldn't get Mitchie Torres to go out with you to the prom." I looked at him offended and then replied "Oh yea I can, just watch and learn." I looked for the girl in the hoodie; it was easy trying to find her cause of the hoodie. I spotted her by her locker, I made my way through the crowd, to her and poked her in her left shoulder; she flinched like it hurt her or something. She turned around but kept her head down. "How about you just go hang out with your stupid friends and go make fun of other people? You sure know how to make up awesome rumors." With that she walked away without another peep. Her voice was so plain and dull but also stern, I never knew she talked. I walked back to Nate; I was looking shocked as ever. Nate patted me on the back and said through his laughter "Yea right, I totally watched and learned but what did I learn um, that me think, nothing. I replied back "Don't worry; I just have to make her fall in love with me first."
Mitchie…
Throughout all the noise all I could hear were footsteps approaching towards me, I knew this wasn't good, I knew it was just another person who was probably dared to come up to and talk to me. That doesn't sound to exciting to me, they don't want to know the real me, they just want to prove to their friends that they're not scared of me. When I felted someone poke me, I flinched, that's my freaking bad shoulder. I knew it was my time to flip. I turned around and took a really quick glance at … Shane Grey? What was he doing here? What does he want from a loner like me, oh this gotta be good. But there's no time to give him a chance o speak. That's when I spoke up with my voice as plain as it can be but made it stern "How about you just go hang out with your stupid friends and go make fun of other people? You sure know how to make up awesome rumors." And with that I walked away without another peep, of course with my head and my bangs in my face. Everything went back to normal, well at least my version of normal.
