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"TV! Laptop! Bed!" Mitchie squealed, landing in a heap on her neatly made bed.
Connie rolled her eyes at Mitchie's over-enthusiasm in seeing all the luxuries she'd missed having at Camp Rock.
"Honey, why don't you unpack and I'll go make some lunch for us?" Connie smiled before closing Mitchie's bedroom door behind her.
Mitchie jumped up and walked over to her extremely heavy suitcase, it had gained a lot in weight from when Mitchie first brought it to Camp. Of course the extra weight was probably due to the many items she'd collected from all her friends. "Something to remember me by," Caitlyn grinned handing over the scarf Mitchie was simply in love with.
Mitchie laughed at the memory as she picked out the scarf and folded it on her bed. The scarf was exchanged before both Caitlyn and Mitchie realized they only lived a couple of blocks away from each other the whole time. Caitlyn attended the all girls private school which was about an hours drive away.
"Keep it anyway," Caitlyn had laughed once Mitchie tried to give it back realizing she didn't need anything to remember Caitlyn by. Caitlyn could refresh her memory every time they hung out.
Which was tomorrow.
Shaking her head at the weird coincidence of it all Mitchie delved back into her suitcase, rolling her eyes once she picked out two bottles of the same nailpolish. Ella. Mitchie was sure going to miss Ella, the preppy and edgy girl she'd come to befriend whilst staying in her cabin, and battling the wrath of Tess together.
Tess. Now there was someone Mitchie didn't need to remember, and thankfully she was able to forget as she picked out a set of drumsticks from Andy, a framed picture of her and Peggy and lastly, and by no means the least, judging from the way her heart started pounding.
Mitchie fished out the slightly crinkled but otherwise smooth leather jacket that belonged to none other than Shane Gray, lead singer of Connect 3, and Mitchie's new best friend.
Apart from Caitlyn of course.
Mitchie pulled the jacket out fully and on instinct brought it close to her body, inhaling the fresh smell of what could only be described as a cool forest scent. She breathed in deeply thinking of that night, last night really and sighed.
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Last Night
"Mitchie you made it!" Shane grinned standing up from his position of leaning against the canoes.
Mitchie smiled as he beckoned her to move closer. "I said I wouldn't miss it," she said stepping over to him, shivering slightly as the cool East wind encased her uncovered arms.
Shane grinned in response, "I'm glad, so how about we set sail?" He turned to the canoe and started dragging it alone towards the river.
"Are you sure we should be doing this?" Mitchie fretted, she would've offered help but it was unneeded as he effortlessly pushed it into the water, keeping hold of the side so she could get in.
"Nope, but take a risk." Shane smiled cheekily, holding the canoe steady as she carefully stepped in. "Ahoy Mates!" Shane cried out as he jumped in, his force pushing the canoe out into the water.
"Shane-" Mitchie giggled, "you're not a pirate."
He laughed picking up the ore and began to steadily paddle them outwards, away from the faraway noises of the on going after party of Final Jam.
"Aye Aye I beg to differ... You cold?" Shane began to joke but noticed Mitchie clutching her arms, tensed up and shivering.
"I'm fine."
"Which means your not," he smiled before leaning forwards and shrugging off his jacket.
Mitchie gasped, shaking her head. "Shane! You'll freeze!" She resisted the urge to stare at his scantily clad torso, only covered in a white tank top.
He merely smiled at her concern and carefully sat a row fowards, closer to Mitchie. "It's you I'm worried about, take it! I can cope, I'm a big boy." He grinned flexing his muscles acting impressive.
She laughed shaking her head, but when I sudden burst of cold air showered her she couldn't decline his offer and quickly threw the jacket on. Hugging it to her body.
"Thank you." She said quietly, the need to shout for him to hear disappeared as he sat even closer.
Shane simply smiled again, remaining quiet he watched her quietly. Mitchie noticed and began to blush, thankful for the cover of darkness.
"Because I'm different?" She guessed, trying not to let the bitterness enter her voice.
Shane seemed surprised as he frowned slightly, "what?"
"You're staring at me weirdly again, because I'm different right?" She was quoting him from the previous time she'd asked about his staring.
Shane began to understand and grinned, "Yeah I guess, it's not a bad thing you know." He felt he had to clarify judging from the hesitant look on her face.
"I'm not so sure," Mitchie sighed, "being different from everybody else is why I lied. I wanted to fit in. I'm sorry," she apologized again, feeling tears threaten to appear just thinking back to the day Shane found out she'd lied.
"Hey, forget that, it's alright. New start okay?" Shane shrugged it off as if it was no big deal but Mitchie didn't buy it. "Shane!" She stressed, "I lied to you! I lied to everyone! Maybe not to you directly but it doesn't make it alright."
Shane sighed knowing she wasn't about to let this drop. He really didn't want to get into it, remembering that day brought the fresh pain of what seemed like betrayal at the time come swimming back. Now of course he understood Mitchie a little better.
"Fine, what you did is wrong." He relented but he wasn't about to let herself get caught up in pity again. "But its over Mitchie, you showed everyone tonight who you really are! That's what's important, and besides you've learnt your lesson haven't you?"
"Yes."
"Then it is alright Mitchie. Oh and by the way, I forgive you."
Mitchie looked up at Shane, a small and sincere smile spreading across her face. He smiled back, his eyes shining brilliantly in the moonlight. He truly did look like he belonged in Hollywood, with his exceptionally good looks and now, thanks to Mitchie; his new winning personality.
"Thank you Shane," she whispered closing her eyes briefly just to enjoy the serene atmosphere. Shane watched her, a wonder in his eyes that gave him a star-struck look.
He felt like a complete idiot on the inside. Not helped from the mocking he'd received from Nate and even Jason, that the girl he'd been searching for all summer, had been under his nose the entire time.
One thing he knew though, he couldn't have been happier when he'd heard those words, and saw they were coming from her lips as she sang on stage.
"I'm sorry though, I did get you disqualified," he cringed, he'd got so caught up in the moment, singing with her felt natural. Like their two songs combined, they just fit.
Mitchie laughed quietly and shook her head, "I was disqualified before I even set foot on the stage," Mitchie informed smiling at the bewildered look on his face.
"I'll explain some other time." She giggled, not wanting to bring up the whole 'Tess drama' right then.
Shane nodded smiling, thankful he wasn't the reason that she didn't win. Straight after they'd finished singing he went up to Nate and Jason, giving Mitchie a solid 10. Beating Peggy's 9.
"I guess we better head back..." Mitchie said regretfully as she shivered again. She felt so bad, she could see Shane shaking in the breeze, but unlike her he managed to compose himself.
Shane nodded, and without a word he began to row them back. Mitchie avoided his gaze and instead fixed her eyes on the water, watching as it gently swished around Shane's ore when he rowed. It was calming but frightening at the same time, the blackness of the water made her clutch to the canoe tightly.
"You okay?" Shane breathed out, a cold cloud air shrouding his words.
Mitchie looked back at him and nodded, "water scares me," she admitted feeling foolish.
Shane looked at her in surprise, "then why come out here with me?" He asked feeling guilty, he thought she'd been having fun and all this time she was afraid?
"Because I'm safe with you."
Shane felt a smile tug on his lips as he continued to row, not bothering to respond to her. No words were needed as they both smiled at each other, the mutual feeling flowing between them like a strong connection.
"Umm..." Shane hummed as the canoe hit the shore, still several yards from the dry land. Mitchie laughed biting her lip, "what to do," she pondered looking at Shane who rolled his eyes.
"Good job I'm rich," he grinned then without warning quickly jumped out of the canoe, his feet splashing in the cold water. He yelped slightly at the freezing temperature but quickly got to work in pushing the canoe up, ignoring Mitchie's protests.
"Shane! What about your shoes?!"
"Aren't you cold! You're going to catch your death!"
"Shane-"
"You know I'm trying to help, a little less moaning a little more encouraging please," he cut her off teasingly, leaning in closer to her as he tugged on the canoe. Heavy from the water and with Mitchie occupying it.
"Fine." Mitchie's eyes narrowed before she put her hands in the air, and started to jiggle around. "Go Shane! Go Shane!" She cried in an over preppy voice, imitating a cheerleader.
Shane cringed before laughing, "I think I prefer you moaning actually," he grinned jumping away as she attempted to swat his arm in annoyance.
"Here," he held out both his hands for her to take. She gladly accepted and let him pull her to her feet, her hands fitting snugly in his. Again without warning her Shane stepped forwards and wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her out of the canoe and carrying her onto the dry land.
"My Lady," he bowed as he set her on her feet, grinning as she blushed hiding her face.
"Stop it," she whined as again he started to stare. "I like staring at you," he shrugged before tying the canoe to the dock. "Yeah cos I'm so interesting," Mitchie replied sarcastically, then added, "you sounded kind of creepy then."
He laughed walking back over to her. "Well I don't care, I'm serious. You're a really interesting girl Mitchie Torres. I always find I'm wondering what's going on in your head, you always look so thoughtful..." He trailed off smiling sheepishly. Though he needn't have, he'd basically paid her a really great compliment, she was interesting. She was interesting enough for a famous pop star to wonder about her.
"I'm going to miss you Shane," she smiled sadly as they walked back closely through the forest. "Me too," Shane said putting his arm around her shoulder.
She chewed her lip, he was still shaking. She figured by now he must be almost numb from the cold and he was baring it for her.
"Well here I am." Mitchie whispered, wishing they could just take another walk around the forest. Not wanting her time with him to end.
But sadly all things come to an end.
"Here you are," he repeated smiling down at her. "Give me your phone," He commanded holding out his hand expectantly. Mitchie began to reach into her pocket before freezing and raising her eyebrows at him.
Shane rolled his eyes, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Please?" He said emphasizing the word and pouted. Mitchie nodded approvingly handing over her phone.
He quickly programmed his number into her cell then handed it back. His hands still shaking.
"Oh gosh Shane you must be freezing, quick put this on!" Mitchie began to shrug off his jacket but he stopped her by placing his hands on her arms. Pushing the sleeves back onto her shoulders.
She frowned, confused by his actions. "Keep it, something to remember me by," he grinned brushing off the coldness he still felt.
"Shane, I can't... this must've cost you-"
"Moneys not important. You are." He waved it off before taking a step closer.
"Thank you." She whispered for the nth time that night. "No thank you Mitchie Torres." He said, gripping her arms gently. "You've improved the 'jerk Shane Gray'" he smiled looking down at the ground as if embarrassed.
"I hope everything works out for you now Shane," Mitchie said then continued as he looked back up at her. "I hope your label likes the awesome songs you've wrote here, I'll be looking for them on Itunes."
Shane laughed nodding his head, "I hope they'll like them. You think they're that good?" He asked, still somewhat unsure of himself. Mitchie couldn't believe The Shane Gray needed reassurance from a nobody like herself.
"Shane, I love them and I know everyone else will too." She said honestly, staring up into his wild and carefree eyes.
Not knowing what else to say, Shane brought her into him. Hugging her to him closely. She buried her face into his chest and wrapped her arms around his back, enjoying the feeling of being in his arms. Perhaps for the last time. That thought made her cling to him tighter.
She listened as he breathed in deeply, inhaling her sweet strawberry smell that was clouding his senses blissfully.
"You're so warm!" He moaned burying his head into her hair as she giggled, he laughed too and she could feel his chest moving against hers.
"I don't want to say goodbye," she mumbled, her words muffled as she spoke into his chest. Shane shook his head against hers, "me either, lets not." He whispered pulling away slightly, but not far enough so their bodies lost contact.
"I'll text you okay? And call, I'll call whenever I can." He promised smiling down at her gently. His eyes wandered over her face, wanting to memorize her every feature. It was her sparkling smile that he would most remember, it always seemed to brighten up his mood every time she smiled at him.
"Okay," she agreed uncertainly, would a popstar really call her? "Promise-" she started but stopped midway looking down. Shane nudged her, urging her to go on. "Promise you won't forget me?"
Shane laughed shaking his head, "Oh Mitchie," he smiled, "you've been the voice in my head all summer, its not likely I'll forget you anytime soon. Maybe when I'm old and senile it might slip," he grinned pulling her back into him.
"I'm tired," Mitchie whispered, she hated saying goodbye, and so this was the best way she knew how. To simply end their night by pretending to be half asleep.
Shane seemed to catch on and nodded, rubbing his hands up her arms, as if to warm her up. Though she suspected it was in fact to warm his own hands up.
"Alright. Goodnight Mitchie." Shane smiled leaning forwards and kissing her forehead gently. She closed her eyes inhaling his scent and treasuring the moment of such close contact with him.
"Goodnight Shane."
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Mitchie smiled at the memory. So fresh in her mind she could recall every word, feeling and picture in her mind. She clutched his jacket to her for a few more seconds before her thoughts were interrupted as her Mom poked her head through the door.
"Mitchie lunch is... you haven't unpacked!" Connie exclaimed, then caught site of the jacket in Mitchie's arms and smiled knowingly. "Come on," she gestured downstairs, ignoring the faint blush appearing on Mitchie's cheeks.
"Sorry Mom, I was getting to it." Mitchie smiled following her Mom downstairs and smiling at the delicious food that was set out for her. "Thank you Mom," Mitchie grinned up at Connie, never feeling so happy.
"It's only food honey," Connie laughed at Mitchie's happiness. Mitchie shook her head slightly, "no I mean, thank you for getting me to Camp Rock, it means the world." Mitchie smiled standing up and quickly kissing her Mom's cheek gratefully.
Connie beamed down at her daughter, "I love you Mitchie, I'm just glad this summer has been everything you wanted."
"Yeah it really has. I just wish I could see my friends more." Mitchie sighed thinking back to the jacket now laid carefully on her bed.
Connie laughed lightly, "isn't Caitlyn coming round tomorrow? Or did you mean that boy?" She raised her eyebrows at Mitchie who blushed again. "It's just, I probably won't see Shane again. Unless he comes back to Camp Rock next year. But he'll probably be touring."
"Well you can still keep in touch at least, thats something honey." Connie smiled, the happy look crossing Mitchie's face at the mention of Shane hadn't gone unnoticed.
As if remembering Mitchie quickly jumped up from her seat and dashed upstairs. She'd replied to a text from Shane early this morning and was waiting for a reply.
Sure enough when she fished out her phone she had an awaiting text message.
Shane.
I hope your home safe :)
Back in 'looser ville' :P Though I'm sure it's not looserish, or at least if I visited it wouldn't be :P lol.
Anyway wish me luck Mitch - I have a meeting with the label, I'm playing my new songs!
Have fun with Caitlyn tomorrow! Xx
Mitchie grinned, re-reading the text several times. She couldn't help but laugh when she read the 'looser ville' part, remembering that was the answer she'd given him when he'd asked where she was from.
She heard Connie call her again downstairs, no doubt to get her to finish her half eaten lunch so she quickly tapped back a reply.
Haha if you visited it'd be called 'jerks-ville' :P
Oh Good luck! Seriously Shane they will love them, so don't be nervous :)
I will and let me know what they say! Xx
Sighing contently Mitchie pressed the send button before heading back downstairs humming the infamous words to 'Gotta find you' the song dedicated to her very self. A though that caused the coat hanger smile to appear on her face.
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Mitchie squealed as she pulled open the door and greeted Caitlyn with a hug. "Mitchie!" Caitlyn squealed back with equal enthusiasm.
"I've missed you!" She grinned, "it's been so long!" She added sarcastically, Mitchie rolled her eyes and smiled, "yeah, wow you've grown!" She grinned playing along.
"Come on, I got a movie and snacks."
Soon the girls were settled in the living room, both gorging in popcorn, their eyes fixed to the screen.
"Aww!" Mitchie and Caitlyn both cooed, they were watching A Walk To Remember through very teary eyes.
Mitchie sighed, "I hope I find a guy like that," she said dreamily.
Her dreamy expression cringed slightly upon hearing a very unlady like snort come from beside her.
"Oh come on! You already have that," Caitlyn rolled her eyes not taking her eyes off the screen.
Mitchie looked sideways at her, "what do you mean?" she asked defensively. Caitlyn finally dragged her eyes off the screen and smirked at her friend.
"Mitch, Shane Gray is like your Landon Carter, and you're his Jamie Sullivan, minus the whole dying thing."
"What?! No we're not... he's not!" Mitchie's jaw dropped open as she shook her head.
Caitlyn however continued to smiled amused at Mitchie's denial. "Whatever, but just think; Jamie wasted half of her dying life pretending she didn't have feelings for this guy-" she pointed to the screen where the couple were now kissing. "- I think there's a lesson to be learned here."
Mitchie rolled her eyes, ignoring the heat rediating off of her cheeks. First her Mom and now Caitlyn. Couldn't they see that they were just friends?
"Shut up, what about your Landon then, huh?" It was Mitchie's turn to smirk as the slight scowl appeared on Caitlyn's face.
"I don't have a Landon," she grumbled turning back to the screen.
Mitchie pretended to look confused, "really? Because, I don't know there seemed to be a slight Landonish feel to, say Nate?" Mitchie giggled as Caitlyn pouted ignoring her friend.
"Don't!" Caitlyn begged not looking back at Mitchie who grinned.
"No mention of Shane and me, means no mention of you and Nate."
"There is no Nate and I-" Caitlyn protested but then her shoulders sagged, "fine, its a deal."
The movie soon ended and tissues were splayed out on the floor beside the two weeping girls. "I love that movie," Mitchie smiled wiping the tears from her cheeks as she put the disk back in the case.
"I guess I better head home," Caitlyn sighed looking at the time.
Mitchie nodded but then smiled, "unless you want to stay the night? My parents are going out for a meal, so I'm alone this evening?" Mitchie suggested but Caitlyn shook her head regretfully.
"I'm sorry, I got to babysit my little sister," she pulled a face to which Mitchie laughed, glad she was an only child. "Oh okay, well I'll probably chat to you online then."
"Yeah course, bye Mitchie," Caitlyn smiled hugging Mitchie before walking back home. "Bye Cait!"
Shutting the door she breathed in deeply. What to do... It was strange Mitchie thought, it occurred to her that up until this moment she'd hadn't been alone, or left with nothing to do since before Camp Rock.
Deciding to check her phone for any more messages from Shane she headed upstairs. She still hadn't got any news from him as to whether the label had approved his songs. Though she willed with all her heart that they had.
Flipping back down her phone she chucked it on her bed in annoyance, still no news from Shane.
Tiredness hit her suddenly so she quickly changed into her PJ's and climbed into bed, happily letting sleep take her.
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"- And in other news, Connect 3's front man, Shane Gray..."
"...The disruptive teenager caused more chaos when the..."
"...Missing."
Mitchie peered blearily through her sleepy eyes and watched the TV flicked through images of Connect 3. Her heart picking up speed as big picture of her best friend floated onto the screen. Clumsily she grabbed the remote and turned the volume up, but the show had already moved on.
She tried to piece together passages she thought she'd heard, 'Chaos' 'missing'? She was half tempted to grab her phone and call him outright but decided to go downstairs and check if her parents had left.
Sure enough when she reached the kitchen there was note pinned to the door.
Mitchie - Gone out for the dinner, didn't want to wake you. Hope you sleep well and go to bed early! Have a good evening, love Mom and Dad x
Nodding she scrunched up the letter and disposed of it, her mind quickly racing back to the Hot Tunes show she'd just heard. Was Shane missing? What had happened. She knew she'd missed the announcement on the TV, but maybe there was news of the situation on the internet.
"Oh!" Mitchie jumped startled as her cat Sam brushed against her bare ankles. "Sammy, you scared me!" Mitchie cooed picking up her cat laughing as it purred loudly in content. "I've missed you," Mitchie smiled walking out of the kitchen.
Knock Knock.
For the second time, Mitchie jumped again as she faced her front door. The knocking was so faint she was sure she'd imagined it at first, but no. There it was again. And again.
"Gosh someone's impatient," Mitchie grumbled looking down at her Cat whose ears were pricked back in alarm.
Mitchie fought inwardly whether to open the door. It was night, and she was alone. Anyone could see this was a no-brainer. Pretend there was no one home and if it was important Mitchie was sure the person would come back again.
She breathed in, ignoring the knocking and began to climb the stairs. It clearly wasn't safe was it?
"Nope, but take a risk..."
Mitchie paused as Shane's voice resounded in her head. Laughing at herself for being such an idiot over something as simple as opening a door.
"Right," she breathed in deeply before making her way back to the door, she turned on the light and slowly unlocked the door, cautiously opening it.
Her jaw dropped at the sight of what greeted her and her heart felt like it was going to explode.
"Yuck, I hate cats! Why do you have one of those beasts!"
"Shane?!"
"Yeah who else? I did text you," he smiled then opened his arms, "hug me friend!"
He was happy, or at least thats what he seemed. Though his disheveled appearance told Mitchie otherwise.
Setting down her cat she reluctantly hugged him, still confused as to what was happening. Shane Gray was standing on her doorstep.
"Shane what's going-"
"I need a place to stay Mitchie, just for a while," He interrupted, looking down at her with pleading eyes.
"But why-"
"The label hated the songs, said they're not 'connect 3's' style. So I quit and ran away." Shane shrugged trying to act nonchalant, though Mitchie could see the hurt and pained expression in his eyes.
Mitchie sighed then gently pulled him inside. Thankful that her parents were out at the moment.
"Shane, my parents won't let you stay here," she said quietly, biting her lip as the light disappeared from his eyes.
Shane nodded, shifting uncomfortably before stepping towards the door. "I'm sorry Mitch, It was stupid of me to come here. I just need a place to stay, I can't go back-"
His hand grasped the door handle and he began to pull it open. "N-no Shane wait!" Mitchie cried slamming the door shut with such force it took both of them by surprise.
He was back in her life! She couldn't just let him walk back out especially when he had no where to go.
"Unless you don't mind-" she paused looking up at him, he was watching her intently a small smile gracing his features. "We have an attic, it's got a bed... a really dusty old bed, and urm, it's got room and its not filled with too many spiders-"
Mitchie's rambling was cut off by Shane pulling her into an intense hug. "Thank you Mitchie." He breathed into her ear, squeezing her tightly to him.
He pulled back with worry in his tired eyes, "no one can know though," he bit his lip, knowing that what he was asking Mitchie to do was way over the line. But he was desperate and she was the only one he trusted in that moment.
"You'll be my secret Shane Gray." She whispered taking his hand and leading him up the stairs, she rounded the corner pointing to the rooms, "this is my room, thats my parents. There's the bathroom and this-" she said coming to a narrower set of stairs leading upwards, "is the attic."
Shane grinned mischievously, "my new home."
"My new secret," Mitchie retaliated grinning down at Shane.
She knew what she was doing was wrong. She could get in so much trouble. But to her, he was worth it. Shane Gray was worth every lie she was about to tell to everyone and anyone who questioned her.
He was her dirty little secret.
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