Hey everyone. This is my first story, so I'm going to try to make it interesting. It's set after Camp Rock 2 and before anyone asks, I really don't lkike Dana so I've got rid of her and replaced her with Caitlyn. It works slightly better anyway. This is a story about one mistake that Shane and Mitchie make at a party that changes their entire lives.
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My life was perfectly normal. Mostly. Okay so maybe I lied. I had a really unusual life. Up until I was sixteen, I was completely normal - average grades, hated by everyone in my school – the usual. But then my Mum managed to get me into this music camp. Camp Rock, it was called. I went to spend the summer focusing on my music, improving my singing, you know. But while I was there, I met this awesome guy. His name was Shane Gray. It just so happened that he was the biggest rock star in the world and somehow, he loved me as much as I loved him. We met again the following year and that's when we really started dating, I was only seventeen.
Flashback
"I'm gonna miss you," I told Shane, hugging him tightly. It was the last night of camp. He was leaving by private jet in an hour.
"You'll see me again, though!" he promised. "As soon as I'm done with our stupid tour I'll come and see you. Promise." I blinked back tears and pulled out of the hug.
"Shane I-" he held his finger to my lips and his free hand took mine. Our fingers twined together.
"There's something I want to try," he said, his voice barely louder than a whisper. It was then I became aware of how close we were, how my hand seemed to be on fire as it held his. "Hold still." He removed his finger from my mouth and his hand gently took hold of my face, cupping my cheek. The inches between us closed as he very slowly leant towards me. I couldn't do anything; I was completely frozen to the spot. Then his lips touched mine and I forgot my fears and worries. It was just us, alone in the world and nothing else mattered.
My arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer. The hand he had linked with mine wrapped around a clump of hair and I could feel his breath coming fast and furious against my lips. His tongue traced lightly along my bottom lip, asking for entry. I obliged without a second thought. Sparks seemed to fly and I felt like a fire was burning between us.
When he broke the kiss, I felt light headed. We stood perfectly still for almost a whole minute.
"Wow…" I said at last. I could have kicked myself. I had just had the most amazing experience of my life and all I could say was 'wow'. Typical me.
"Mitchie," Shane said, his hands cupping my face.
"Yeah?" I asked quietly.
"I love you." And then he kissed me again.
END FLASHBACK
That was the first time he'd kissed me. It certainly wasn't the last.
After Camp, Shane and his band went on tour for almost three months. He texted me every day and rung when he could. I was very busy. My best friend from camp, Caitlyn, moved to town and I started hanging out with her all the time. We were both in senior year and the homework was overwhelming. If we hadn't lived so close, we would never have had chance to chat between homework and school.
I didn't know when Shane was coming back. One night, when we were sitting on my bedroom floor doing homework, I brought it up.
"Caity, do you think Shane and me will be the same when he comes back?" I asked. Caitlyn put down her pen and looked at me.
"Of course you will. Just because he's been away doesn't mean either of your feelings will have changed. When we started dating rock stars, we knew it would be hard."
"We?" I asked confused. Since when had Caitlyn been dating a rock star?
"Yeah, I forgot to mention that," she said, turning very red and looking down at her essay again. "Remember at the end of Camp when I kept disappearing?" I nodded, a suspicion creeping into my mind. "Well I was kind of sneaking off to see… Nate." I raised my eyebrows, smiling brightly.
"Caitlyn and Nate!" I squealed. "That's so cute!" I thought for a moment, then it came to me. "Naitlyn!"
"Naitlyn?" Caitlyn said, outraged. "What about Smitchie?" I gasped.
"You did not just go there!" I hissed, trying to look angry but my smile gave me away.
"You started it!" Caitlyn said, laughing. I gave up.
"So do you know when they're coming back?" I asked. Caitlyn shrugged.
"Sometime soon, I think. Nate said they'd finished their tour and were coming back as soon as possible. Oh My God!" she exclaimed suddenly.
"What?" I asked, confused.
"It's raining, again!" I looked out of my window and groaned.
"What is this, England?" Caitlyn laughed and we both went to look out the window, it was literally bucketing down, I could barely see past the limo parked at the corner. I did a double take. Limo? Nobody round here owned a limo, none of us were rich enough.
"Caity," I said, pointing. "Can you see it too?" She looked down and her eyes fell on the sleek black car. Then her face lit up.
"You don't think…?"
"Oh my gosh! I think it's them!" I half whispered. Before I could turn around, a pair of hands wrapped around my waist and I screamed. Caitlyn did the same and we spun around together.
"Shane!" I screeched, throwing myself at the adorable rock star I was lucky enough to call my boyfriend.
"Nate!" shouted Caitlyn, jumping into his arms.
"Hey babes." Shane said, wrapping his arms around my waist. I nuzzled my head on his shoulder and I could practically feel him grinning. "How've you been?"
"Fine!" I said, still grinning. "But now I'm better than fine. I'm great, I'm amazing, I'm on top of the world!" Shane laughed and I pulled back slightly so that I could look into his eyes. They were an even deeper brown than I remembered. I felt like I was melting, like I was being sucked into his eyes and I leant in closer and closer. Shane closed the last few centimetres between us and gave me a passionate kiss on the lips. I kissed him back.
"God, I've missed you!" he whispered into my ear as we broke apart. I smiled.
"I should hope so; I've spent enough time thinking about you." I told him. I glanced to my right and saw Caitlyn and Nate kissing intensely. Shane looked too.
"Finally. All he's done the whole time we've been away is talk about her."
"Really?" I asked. "Caitlyn only just told me today!" Shane shrugged and perhaps he was feeling jealous of his brother, because he leant back down and kissed me again. I loved the feel of his lips on mine and I couldn't help it, as soon as he tried, my mouth was open.
We could have been standing like that for seconds, minutes or even hours when I heard a polite cough. I pulled away and looked towards the source of the cough, only to see my Mom standing there. I felt my face go bright red and, with a glance at Caitlyn, saw that she had done the same.
"I hate to interrupt you, kids," my Mom said, trying to hide her smile. "But if you're going out, shouldn't you be getting ready?" Then she smiled at me and left.
"We're going out?" Caitlyn and I said at the same time. The boys laughed.
"Didn't we tell you?" asked Nate, grinning slightly. "We're taking you to dinner and then we're taking you to a party."
"Party?" Caitlyn squealed. I rolled my eyes. She was such a party animal.
"Yes, it's a special party for us special people." Shane said with a wink.
"Like… VIP party?" I asked.
"Yeah, just like that."
"Are you kidding me?" I said, looking at Caitlyn and seeing my own excitement reflected there. Nate looked at Shane and something seemed to pass between them.
"We thought that the world deserved to meet you," Shane told me. I could hear Nate telling Caitlyn something similar. "I mean we've been dating for months now and barely anyone knows. It's time for the world to know. If you're okay with that?" he said it like a question.
"Of course I am!" I told him, taking his hands. "I love you, Shane Gray, and I want the world to know that." Then I kissed him on the cheek and he smiled.
Two hours later found me sitting in a posh restaurant with Shane by my side. Caitlyn and Nate were sitting opposite us, both sucking on different ends of a strand of spaghetti. I laughed as it snapped in the middle and hit Nate on the nose.
"That failed epically," Caitlyn commented, swallowing. Nate laughed and threw his arm around her shoulders casually. None of us spoke for a moment; we all just sat in silence, my head resting on Shane's chest. It was so quiet I could hear his heart beating. Caitlyn caught my eye and grinned at me, then turned to stare adoringly into the eyes of her boyfriend. Shane groaned.
"If I have to spend another minute with you two as you stare into each others eyes, I swear I'll leave." Neither of them heard.
"Well since that worked so well, I suggest something new." I told him.
"What would that be, Miss Torres?" I pretended to think for a moment.
"Well, Mr Grey, if you want my personal opinion, I think you should kiss me again," I said, puckering my lips. Shane laughed and leant forwards so that he could kiss me again.
Even with my eyes closed, I knew someone was watching us, so I pulled away and turned to look. It was our waitress. I kicked Caitlyn under the table and she jumped, breaking out of her adoring stare.
"C…Can I get you anything else?" The waitress stuttered, overwhelmed by the two boys sitting at the table. One of who I was lucky enough to be holding hands with.
"I don't think so," Shane said, looking around. "Just the bill, please." The waitress nodded and disappeared to get the bill. Shane handed her a wad of notes, told her to keep the change and then the boys pulled us out of the restaurant. Shane yanked me into the limo after him and I sat on one of the leather chairs. Shane pulled out his phone and dialled a number.
"We're just on our way… Of course the girls are coming! ... I think not… okay, see you." He hung up.
"Jason," he said. All three of us understood that one word answer.
The journey was surprisingly long, so we had to find a way to pass the time. I lay down and rested my head on Shane's lap; he stroked my hair gently and whispered into my ear. Caitlyn and Nate sat at the other end of the limo, talking in quiet voices. When Shane finally told me that we were almost there, I sat up and peered out of the tinted window. There was already a huge queue of people along the street. It went on for as far as I could see in both directions.
"How many people are out there?" I asked. Shane shrugged.
"Probably about a thousand, maybe more. None of them will get in. It's invitation only." I sighed and looked at Caitlyn and Nate, who were staring out of the window laughing.
"Mitch, look!" Shane said, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and spinning me around to look out of the window again. I gasped.
We had pulled up outside a huge hotel, and I mean huge. It looked like it had a hundred floors, and it was made almost entirely of what appeared to be white marble. Hundreds of photographers were standing as close as they could get to the wide double doors, cameras flashing all around. I flicked my head to look at Caitlyn and saw her do the same. She shook her head mutely.
I immediately began to panic. Everyone was going to see me. Did I look alright? Caitlyn and curled my usually straight brown hair and it looked much nicer than usual; my dress was short and deep pink. It had seemed fine in the restaurant, but really, was it suitable for now?
Before I could voice and of my questions, Shane had pulled me to my feet.
"Ready?" he asked, grinning. I shrugged and glanced at my best friend. Caitlyn nodded nervously and I smiled.
"Let's go," I said. Shane opened the door and pulled me outside, I was immediately blinded by cameras and deafened by screaming girls. I noticed that Nate had pulled Caitlyn out of another door further down.
"Shane," I heard reports shout.
"Over here!"
"Who is she?"
"Where did you meet?"
"Have you known her long?"
"Say cheese!" I felt disorientated and Shane squeezed my hand.
"You alright?" he whispered, only for my ears. I nodded shyly and looked around. The camera flashes had blinded me and I could barely see. Suddenly, Shane was kissing me. Not our most passionate kiss, but it certainly wasn't a peck on the lips either. I heard cameras flash and more questions shouted. Shane pulled away, laughing.
"Say 'Hi'," he told me. Before I could ask what he meant, he spoke again. "Okay, everyone, I would like you to meet the most amazing person I know, the girl that made me who I am today, Mitchie Torres everybody!" I blushed, wondering how many people I knew would see that statement replayed on TV over the next few days.
Shane wrapped his arm around my waist and walked me into the hotel, where I found I couldn't see a thing. It seemed so dark compared to outside. Shane pulled me to one side so that the paparazzi couldn't see us.
"Well?" he asked. I smiled as my eyes gradually adjusted.
"That was amazing!" I said, jumping for joy. I heard footsteps and Nate appeared, holding hands with Caitlyn.
"Mitchie!" Caitlyn said in a high pitched voice. She ran towards me.
"I know!" I said, doing the same.
We met in the middle and did our own little happy dance. I noticed that the cameras were flashing our direction again now that we were in sight.
The boys grabbed our hands and dragged us along the wide hallway.
"Thank you so much for bringing me here, Shane!" I said grinning. He smiled and kissed me quickly.
"Trust me," he said as I heard loud music playing in the distance. "You haven't seen anything yet." He pulled me through an open door and I stood still, my feet rooted to the spot. We were in what looked like a huge ballroom, except that there was no ballroom dancing going on. The lights were red and orange, flashing eerily and the hall was jam packed with people dancing, chatting and laughing. I saw a few famous faces and bit my lip. Was that Miley Cyrus in the corner?
The song playing was one of Shane's and as I heard it I gasped.
"Heart and Soul? You got it recorded!" I said, remembering when the boys had first sung it at camp.
"Yeah," Shane said as a girl came up to us. She looked quite familiar but I couldn't remember who she was.
"Shane! Nate!" she said, smiling.
"Selena!" Shane said, giving her a quick hug. I felt my jaw drop as I remembered who she was. Selena Gomez! Oh My God!
"Hey," Nate said, hugging her too.
"Selena, this is Mitchie," Shane said. I blushed as Selena hugged me.
"You two look so cute together!"
"And Caitlyn," Nate told her. Selena hugged her as well.
"You lot work so well together, you're like perfect for each other!" she gave a high pitched laugh. "Well I guess I'll leave the boys to show you around. They know everyone anyway and I'm sure you want to talk." She made to leave but stopped. "If you want rooms, just ask a member of staff. I've booked the whole hotel because I wasn't sure how many people were coming." She smiled. "See you later!" She disappeared back into the crowd.
"Shane!" I said, spinning to face him. "Why didn't you tell me this was Selena Gomez's party!" I hissed. Shane rolled his eyes.
"Maybe because I didn't want you to freak, baby." He said with his most childish look. I sighed. I could never resist that look.
"Fine, you're forgiven!" I said. He smiled again.
"You want a drink?" Shane asked.
"Sure, why not?"
He dragged me over to the bar and ordered two beers. I raised my eyebrows at him.
"I'm not old enough, Shane. I'm only seventeen, remember?" Shane shrugged.
"One little drink won't do any harm, and besides, you're almost eighteen."
"Fine, but only one."
A couple of dances, a few hours and a lot of drinks later, I realised I was drunk.
I gave a little hiccup and giggled. I felt tipsy. I tried to stand up but wobbled and almost fell. Shane caught me just in time.
"Careful, little girl." He said, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Aww, fine. Be that way." I said. Shane kissed me and I felt my legs turn to jelly. I almost fell, but he pulled away just in time.
"Mitchie!" Caitlyn screamed from behind me. "This party is the greatest!" I laughed.
"I know! Isn't it? By the way, if you want a drink, have a beer. They taste really good." Caitlyn frowned at me.
"Mitch, are you drunk?" I hiccupped again.
"Probably, but I feel so amazing I don't care." Caitlyn rolled her eyes and ran back into the crowd to find Nate.
"Come on!" Shane said, taking my hand. I noticed he couldn't walk straight either, so he must have drunk a bit much as well.
"Where're we going?" I asked as he pulled me out of the room.
"I thought maybe we'd go up to one of the rooms and see what happens from there…" he said suggestively. I giggled.
"Sounds fun!" He smiled and pulled on my hand.
Together, we ran upstairs.