I've been planning on doing this for a long time but I finally got to it today! My first fanfiction story is here and it happens to be about my favorite couple, Smitchie.

I created the character of Emily and all of Shane's crazy ex-girlfriends. You might notice that I don't own the last names of some of the girlfriends though.

So enjoy my first chapter and expect more soon!

It was the day my heart sank. It was the day that I thought would be the happiest day of my life. But, it was the day that didn't belong to me.

His wedding invitation came in the mail, my best friend's. He was getting marred to a girl named Amanda…or was it Emily, yes it was Emily. He has been with so many girls throughout the years it hasn't even been funny. His friends always thought that we would get together in the end but that didn't turn out as true. Yes, I loved him. Not in a best friend way but I seriously loved him.

From the beginning of my second year of Camp Rock, I knew that I loved Shane. At that time, he loved me. We dated for 3 years, up until I was 19. The breakup replayed over and over again in my head.

My life was perfect. I was 19, famous and had an amazing boyfriend.

My music career took off from me winning final jam just two years ago. I had my first CD out. It was called Don't Forget. All of the songs were written by me with a little bit of help from Connect 3. I was proud of it.

Shane Grey is my boyfriend of 3 years and I love him with every inch of my heart. He just got back from a 6 month world tour with his band mates and tonight was his first night back so he was taking me out so we could reconnect.

That night, he took me out to Central Park. It was a relaxing place where we could talk and enjoy each other's company. But tonight, something was wrong with Shane. He wasn't the same guy I was in love with.

"Mitchie…" He said slowly, looking at me with a worried look.

"What's going on Shane?" Tears were welling up in my eyes.

"Lately, I've been feeling different. We haven't been the same. I just came back from tour and when I was on tour-" he paused. One of the worst things a guy could ever do was pause after a sentence like that and look down and drop your hand. All of which, he did to me.

"Go on, Shane…" I said sharply.

"I met someone else on tour. Her name is Amanda Staub. I developed feelings for her. I really like her, maybe even love her." I realized who Amanda was. She was a famous Hollywood actress who was beautiful, tall, skinny, and flawless. What was I compared to her?

Tears fell down my cheeks, "What was I to you, Shane? Was I just a girl who got in the way for the past 3 years? Did you mean it anytime that you told me you loved me?"

"Mitchie, I meant it. At the time." He said softly, caressing me on my cheek.

I pushed his hand away and backed away, "Get away from me, you sick pig." Then, I tested my running strength and sprinted away.

Back at my apartment, I grabbed my guitar and walked outside on my balcony that overlooked the New York City skylights. Through my tears, I sang.

Did you forget?

That I was even alive

Since that moment in my life, I dyed my hair from black to a light brown, toured with Connect 3 which included me singing a few songs with Shane and watched Shane go from girlfriend to girlfriend. He hurt every single one of them, except for Emily.

Shane decided shortly after our breakup that he shouldn't have broken up with me the way he did. He also told me that he should have controlled himself when he was around Amanda. That was the day I got my best friend back and the day that Shane broke up with Amanda. They were together a total of 5 weeks, 6 hours and 23 minutes. I wasn't counting or anything. There was Amanda, and then there was Rachel, Grace, Hannah and finally Emily.

Emily is the same age as Shane, 25 and I'm 22. Emily is not the nicest person to Nate or Jason, so I'm surprised that the couple even got as far as sending out their save the dates in the mail. Nate has always told me that I should be the one with Shane and I agreed in my head and disagreed in my words. Nate couldn't know how I truly felt about Shane. I guess that I should be happy that Shane is happy. He is my best friend. He is my best friend now and when he is my best friend when he proposed to his 4 month girlfriend, unfortunately.

That's where my story begins. I was standing with Shane in his apartment, which was 3 blocks away from mine and he was only talking about his wedding.

"Emily wants the colors to be light pink and hot pink." Shane stated, with the clear disappointment in his voice.

I laughed, "Have fun with that. Maybe if you're lucky you will be able to wear a pink carnation."

"That will never happen." He said with a laugh, "Will you be in the wedding party, Mitchie?"

I sighed, "Shane I can't."

"Why? That makes no sense. I want my best friend to be one of the people who are standing up there with me when I get married."

"Shane, you know why I can't stand up there. Emily hates me because we had a 3 year relationship."

"But we are done and over it." He said, completely serious.

I was crushed on the inside, "Yeah, we are done." I didn't show him though.

"Good, I'm glad we established that. Now be in my wedding."

"No, I'm not going to. I will go to the wedding and sit on the groom's side. That's final."

"I don't see why it's a big deal."

"Shane, we aren't going to fight over this. It's a stupid fight."

"Fine, I respect your decision." He said with a weak smile.

"No, no, no. We aren't going to play it that way. Let me see your Shane Grey is amazing smile." I said with a smile.

He let out a stunning smile, a smile that I fell in love with my first year of camp. "Thanks Mitch."

"Anytime, best friend!" I smiled back at him. The last few words were horrible to get out. I would have wanted to say, 'Anytime, Shane. I love you.'

Too bad it didn't turn out like that.

I knew I had to fight this wedding.

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