Hey people who are reading this. Well this is my first fanfic so hopefully you like it. If you like or hate something about it please let me know...and um yeah that's about it. I would be more happy in this bit but it's late and I really can't be stuffed.
So enjoy!

Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own and part of Camp Rock. I'm sixteen...if I knew the Shane, who's played by Joe, do you really think I'd be sitting here writing this?


'Okay...so what's your favourite colour?' Shane asked as he pushed his oar through the water.

We had been attempting to row for about ten minutes now and it seemed like we were getting better at it. Sure it was dark and the only light we had to see where we were going was the moonlight and the torch we had grabbed before heading out; but we hadn't tipped the canoe yet so that must mean something.

'I already told you pop star that you won't catch me out,' I reminded him as held my oar in place with my foot, 'but if you insist then it's blue.'

'Fine; do you like my hair when it's parted to the left or right?' he asked with a straight face. I couldn't help but laugh at the randomness of his question.

'I don't know Shane...I guess to the left' I finally said after calming down.

'Ah-ha!' Shane exclaimed as he pointed a finger at me which resulted in him dropping his oar, the one we needed to get back to shore with, into the lake. I looked at the quickly disappearing oar with wide eyes as Shane continued pointing his stupid finger at me. 'That was a trick question! I never asked the "other" Mitchie which way my hair looked better. So you lied! Though now that you mention it I do agree...' he trailed off and I looked at him to find that he was fixing his hair.

'Shane Adam Grey! You dolt! You just dropped your oar into the water. We only have my one now. How do you plan on getting back to shore with only one?' I asked with narrow eyes though I knew he wouldn't see it due to the minimal amount of light we had.

'I'll just call Nate and he'll paddle out with the first person he grabs with a spare plastic-push-thing and then everything will be fine.'

'Why can't he just grab Jason? Wouldn't that be easier?'

'Yeah cause the smart thing to do would be to bring bird-loving-short-attention-span guy with you...into the lake...to rescue two other people...at night'

'Oh...right. Forgot that it was Jason we're talking about,' I said with a smile, 'I'll call Caitlyn and tell her to grab Nate.'

'No, not yet!' Shane said quickly as I reached for my phone in my pocket. 'This was our last day here...we'll call them later. You know how bad it was not talking to you Mitch?'

And here I thought we would be having a nice fun night. You know one that doesn't involve remembering how horrible the last week and a bit were.

'You know how bad it was seeing you talk to everyone but me?' I countered then turned to try and figure out how far from the dock we were.

'I really am sorry about all that. I should've listened to you...I should've known there would be an actual reason. I should've known you wouldn't -'

'Shane I'm glad we're...whatever it is we are...but can we maybe not talk about that right now?' I asked softly looking down at my hands.

'Sorry,' I heard him say in a whisper, 'but I have a surprise for you.' My head snapped up and I looked at him curiously.

Since when did we agree on surprises?! Shit was I meant to get him something?

'The reason why I was a little late getting to the dock was because my manager, David, showed up to watch the Final Jam and he pulled me and the guys aside and started running things by us. He has a tour planned for us and he wants us to do our own stuff. I actually starts really soon' Shane said and though I could see the wide grin on his face I could hear the excitement practically bursting through his voice.

'That's really cool Shane,' I said though I realised this meant it would be even harder to catch up with my best friend, 'make sure you send me lots of emails and try not to get attacked by any fan girls.'

'Mitch I'm not gonna have to send you emails because you are gonna be right there with us. Sounds pretty cool huh? David heard you sing and loved your song. I have a feeling he may wanna sign you' I heard Shane continue to babble on about the future and what not but I wasn't listening.

He wants me on tour? But that means I won't get to see my family or Sierra until I come back. Wait when does the tour finished? What if Shane and I have another fight? You can't really ignore someone when you have to sing and live on a bus with said person. Oh my gosh I might be signed by someone! That means I won't have to be the invisible Mitchie anymore! Shit I'm not going to be invisible! That means people will know me and...oh no.

Reporters like to dig up stuff...stuff that normally has a really good reason for being under ground for a reason. I can't have people snooping...shit!

'So what do you think Mitchie? David's already ran it past your mum and dad. Your dad wasn't so sure at first but they've both agreed. All we need now is you to say yes' Shane said as I grabbed my phone out of my pocket.

'Hey Cait it's me,' I said once Caitlyn finally picked up, 'um...can you find Nate Watson. I don't care Caitlyn...this is really more important. I need you to grab him and bring him out to the lake. Shane dropped his oar into the water and we need some rescuers. Of course you'll need a torch! No; whatever you do try not to bring Jason. Exactly. Okay good...please hurry' I whispered the last part and I ended the call and held the phone tightly in my lap.

'What's going on? I thought we weren't calling in the help for a little while longer?' Shane asked confused and I refused to look at him.

'Just trying to end an awkward moment before it starts' I said simply though I could still feel his eyes on me. 'I'm not coming with you on tour' I explained quietly but I knew he heard me.

'Why not? C'mon Mitch; it'll be amazing!'

'I know it will be amazing Shane, as if it wouldn't be. I just can't become known outside my little town you know? Wait...of course you wouldn't know' I muttered to myself. I quickly looked behind us to find to people with a torch boarding one of the canoes.

'I don't see what the big thing here is. Please come; I don't want to go without you' he begged and I could've sworn I felt a bit of my heart break.

'You've been on the road touring with your friends since you started here at Camp Rock. You're life is basically what everyone fantasises about. I have to go back home tomorrow and face reality. I don't want to but I have to. I have to go back to school and I have to return to Barney's and keep flipping burgers until I have the money I want.

'I can't leave Sierra behind as she was my only friend before this dream came true and I don't know if I'm ready to leave my family yet. Don't you see Shane? Your life is shown through the TV and how you portray yourself when you're out and about. My life is back home where I go to school and work my butt off whilst invisible' I said as I felt the tears well up in my eyes. I gave another glance behind and thanked my lucky stars that Nate and Caitlyn actually knew how to row. A couple more minutes and they'll be here.

'You can be homeschooled with Nate and me and it's not like you'll never see Sierra or your family again. It's one tour -'

'Yeah; one tour that'll have people know or try to find out who I am. One tour that'll make a bunch of things change from what they are.'

'I know you don't want to go back to being a nobody; you wouldn't have lied to Tess if you were fine with it,' of course he would have found a way to chuck that in, 'just one tour is all I'm asking.'

I could not hear the other canoe pushing through the water and took a deep breath as I felt a few tears escape from my eyes.

Why do guys always have to be so...guy-ish! Can't he just drop the subject? Why did the conversation have to become so serious? I'd rather him continue questioning me with hair questions.

'If you can just tell me straight out you don't want to go I'll stop asking. But all you've done so far is give reasons why you shouldn't but you haven't once said no' Shane said whilst I pushed my phone back into my pocket.

'Fine!' I cried in exasperation. 'I, Michelle Galena Torres, do not want to come on tour with Connect 3' I hissed as Caitlyn and Nate's canoe pulled up alongside ours. 'And now I'm going to get Nate to move into this one so I can...think.'

No one moved and I sighed in frustration. I grabbed the spare oar out of the other canoe and placed it on the bottom of ours then turned to face a confused Nate.

'Nate do you want to get into this one first or should I climb into yours?' I asked trying to figure out a way to get us both safely into each other's canoe without capsizing.

'Um...I'll climb first. Caity make sure you keep the canoe balanced' Nate said standing up as Shane and I grabbed the edges of both small boats to make sure they didn't move.

The three of us sat in silence whilst watching Nate move from one canoe to the other. He sat in the middle waiting for me to stand up and join Caitlyn. I braved a look at Shane and saw that he was still staring at me and even through the dim lighting I could see how hurt he was by what I said.

I abruptly stood up, causing the boat to move and waited for it to stop before quickly stepping into Caitlyn's and sat down. I avoided the looks from my friends when Nate said goodbye then he and Shane began to row back to the dock. I moved to pick up an oar but Caitlyn bet me to it.

'Oh no...if you think you're getting this without an explanation then you must be delusional' she said harshly before picking up the torch and shining it on my face. 'Damn Mitch! This is the second time I've seen you like this because of Shane.'

'Caitlyn; can I please tell you another time? I really just want to get back on solid ground and sleep' I said brushing the falling tears off of my face.

'Fine,' Caitlyn said handing over my oar, 'but don't think that just because you're crying means you get out of your muscle work' she joked as we began to paddle ourselves back to the dock.

We rowed in silence though I could've sworn I saw Caitlyn smile at something behind me but I ignored it until we reached the shallow water and I felt someone start to pull the small canoe.

I swallowed my scream and turned around to find Nate up to his knees in water pulling us back in whilst Shane held the light for him on shore. I shook my head at Nate's actions and smiled at Caitlyn's laughter. When we were safely on the sand I was startled to find a hand in front of my face and realised that it was Shane's. I bit my lower lip as I placed my hand into his and he helped me up and when I was about to place my hand in my pocket I surprised to find Shane still attached to me.

'Hey we should all probably go back to the cabins before Dee or Brown find us out here' I said hoping to be able to leave.

'Yeah you're right...I'd rather not get punished by them. Hey wouldn't the make a really cute couple? Dee and Brown...Brown and Dee...their kids will have red hair but have Brown's mellow-ness. Is mellow-ness even a word?' Caitlyn mused as she hooked arms with Nate and they started off for the cabins. I moved to follow but found that I was still attached to Shane. With a groan of frustration I turned to face him and placed a hand on my hip.

'Whatever it is you're about to say please don't...I've had enough drama this Summer I could probably direct a movie on it' I said quietly.

'I was just gonna tell you I'm walking you to your cabin because if I get busted for being out after hours I'm bringing you down too' Shane said simply as we pulled me along in the direction of the Cook's Cabin.

Once again it was a silent journey though where the silence with Caitlyn was comfortable this one was anything but. I didn't know about Shane but I didn't want to say anything that might put our friendship in even more danger. Though luckily I didn't have long to fret about that as we soon turned up at the steps to the cabin I was sharing with my Mum.

'G'night Shane' I said before turning and attempting to walk up the steps but was pulled back again.

Okay it's official; this guy does not know when to let go!

Whereas before Shane had pulled me back from going away this time he pulled me into one of the best hugs I've ever had. I couldn't help but like the feel of his arms wrapped tightly around me and his head resting against mine.

'I know you're gonna pull a Houdini in the morning and I won't find you anywhere until you've left so I just want my goodbye now' Shane said into my hair and I could feel the tears starting to form again.

The whole point of me disappearing tomorrow before he got a chance to say goodbye is for this very reason! Stupid boy....

'Just make me a promise okay Mitch? No; make that two promises' he said breaking into my thoughts again like he has so many time before this.

'What's that?' I mumbled into his shoulder.

'Promise me that you'll keep thinking about this tour. Caitlyn's coming because David loved her work too and it won't be the same without you there. We won't be leaving until Friday next week so if you change your mind just call and we'll come pick you up.'

'What's the second promise?' I asked and I heard him chuckle as he pulled away from me so he was at an arm's length. He didn't answer and instead just kept looking at my face, almost as if he was waiting for the tears I was trying so hard to hold back to fall.

'I want you to promise not to forget me. I don't care how far I am from you. Hell I could be in Australia; but I'll keep in contact. But please...don't forget any of this' he pleaded and I felt another part of my heart crumble to pieces.

Sentimental promise that I'll probably always remember? Check. Adorable guy saying said promise? Check. Tears? Duh!

'How could I possibly forget the jerky pop star who stole a blue cupcake from the kitchen?' I asked with a small laugh.

'Wait...that was you?! So not only is Michelle Galena, it is Galena right?' he asked to which I nodded, 'Torres the girl with the voice but she's also the uppity girl under flour?'

'Yup that would be me,' I said with a sad smile as I felt a tear roll down my cheek, 'anyway I'm better go. Cya Shane.'

I quickly walked up the stairs and opened the screen door but before entering I looked back and saw Shane still standing there. I felt a few more tears join the trip down my face and hoped to God that the light didn't show them. With a wave I turned closed the door behind me and sat on my bed.

I knew my Mum wasn't asleep yet as she wasn't snoring but I didn't mind. I brought my legs up to my chest and wept quietly and within a few seconds Mum was out of her bed and on mine, rubbing my shoulder softly and singing me one of my favourite Spanish lullabies.

Yup it's official; I have either made one of the biggest mistakes of my life or I've done something right for once. And where does all this even leave Shane and me? I so needa get a clue sooner rather than later.