My First Fanfic! Review please! I own nothing!

I thought it was just a summer crush

I thought it was just a summer crush. Sure, I really liked him, but I had no idea it was going to get this serious. I mean, come on, the first thing he said to me was, "Oh damnit, you just ruined my leather shoes!" Who would ever fall for a person like that. Well, apparently I would.

So, this is how it happened. I wrote this song called This Is Me. He heard me singing. I had no idea anyone was listening to I left, and by the time he got there I was already gone. Anyway, he spent all of camp looking for me only to find that I had been right in front of him the whole summer. I think we both liked each other, but neither of us had the courage to say anything. Oh how I regret that last day of camp.

Flashback

"So I guess this is it" Sighed Shane.

"Yeah, I am really going to miss you. This was the best summer of my life!"

"Mine too Mitchie, mine too. I just wish it wasn't over. You have become my best friend. I…I…I love you Mitchie" He struggled with the last three words.

Mitchie laughed, "Well, I love you too Shane."

End Flashback

How could I have been so stupid? He LOVED me and I just thought he meant it in a "friendly" way.

It has been six months since he said those words. It has been since months since we have talked. We lost all connection with each other. What is wrong with me? How could I have been so oblivious? That just goes to show you that I have never had luck on my side.

You know what hurt the most? The fact that he never called. If he cared so much, he would have at least tried to contact me. I would have loved to call him, but I never got his number. Again, how could I be so dumb? I was beginning to lose hope. He had moved on, just as I began to fall for him. Things never go the way I would like them to.

Well anyway I have more important things to be worrying about other than the most amazing guy in the world. My mom just told me we were moving. MOVING! As if things could not get any worse. I just left the best summer of my life to come back home to Sierra, my one and only friend, and now I was moving across the country! I am moving to freaking LA. Boston has been my home for ages and now I have to leave to one thing that has always been good to me. Life sucks, and I mean it.

Time goes to fast. I am now currently sitting in the front of my mom's catering van, driving across the country to LA. Ah LA, how I have come to despise thee. We are almost there but I wish we could just turn around and go back home. Home the way it was before Camp Rock. Before Shane. Things would be so much easier.

Suddenly the van came to as stop in front of a rather large house. It was much larger than my old one, and much nicer looking I do have to say. Maybe things are finally looking up for me. I better not speak too soon.

Just as I though. My new home was gorgeous. I could not believe that this was my new home! My room was twice as large as my one at home. It would was just the right size to fit all of my instruments. This is so exciting! Screw Boston! This is so much better. No more feeling cramped in a small room, and hey, maybe I will make new friends. I have a clean slate. No one knows anything about me. No lying this time. I have learned my lesson.

I looked out my window. All the houses on my street were just as nice. The one next to mine stood out in particular. It was HUGE! I wondered who could possibly afford a house like that. My eyes scanned the house. Suddenly something caught my eye. The dark haired popstar, who I have been desperately trying to forget about, was my next door neighbor.