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Summary: What if dating Shane Grey wasn't as great as Mitchie assumed it would be? What if they broke up? What if Mitchie became more guarded when it comes to letting people in because she still love him? And how can her new neighbors make her life more unbearable, but at the same time better.
Authors Note: First of all I want to say thank you to everyone who reviewed. Second, I would like to tell you I went back and edited the first chapter and made a few changes, but nothing drastic. Also I would like to tell you that it is rated M for later chapters. Now this chapter takes place three months after the prologue. Please read and enjoy.
Chapter One
The sky was a blanket of gray, releasing a sprinkle of rain drops to pitter patter against the window of a certain brunette girl's room. That soft noise of the rain went perfect with the mood of the song she was working on. The cords she played on her guitar echoed through the house allowing all the occupants to hear it's melody. Even through it wasn't her usually up beat songs it still brought a smile to both her parents' faces for she was writing her music and singing again, the first time in three months.
Pausing, she quickly picked up her pencil and scribbled down the last few notes of the song before allowing a sigh of relief to escape her lips. A small smile played at her lips, unable to hold in the twinge of happiness that pulled at her feelings for the first time, since that day. She couldn't believe that she had finished this song in two days just so that she could sing it with her best friend Caitlyn at the New Years Block Party tomorrow.
In her heart, she knew she should probably be a little nervous about singing in front of all of her neighbors, but she wasn't. Instead she was kind of pumped about singing in front of an audience again. Still remembering how great it felt to be on stage, having all eyes and ears on you, but with that memory came another.
She could still hear his voice screaming out apologizes when she ran away from him that day, though she didn't listen. Ignoring the fact that her heart was screaming at her to listen, she couldn't because he would have ended up breaking her heart even if she did. The brunette girl had been so into her thoughts that she didn't her the two soft knocks on her door or her mom enter the room.
"Mitchie," her mom said, snapping her out of her thoughts, only to realize a few tears had escaped from her eyes. Quickly wiping them away with the back of her hand Mitchie turned around to face her mom, hoping she wouldn't be able to tell that she had been crying again.
"What's up mom," she asked in a fake cheery voice as she placed her guitar down.
"Well I was wondering if you would be up to going with me to welcome the new neighbors that just bought the Michael's old place, since your dad doesn't want to go," Connie, her mom, asked as she gave her daughter a careful once over to make sure she was okay, which Mitchie seemed to be.
Unfortunately, Mitchie wasn't in the mood to meet the new neighbors who were probably extremely rich and stuck up if they could afford that house. Trying to come up with an excuse she glanced at the note book in her lap. That's when she was hit with an escape plan.
"I would love to mom, but I just finished writing this song and I really think I should head over to Caitlyn's so we can start workin on it pronto."
"Okay, Mitchie, just promise me you two won't stay up all night working on it, okay," she asked, just happy that Mitchie seemed so excited about the being good for tomorrow.
Nodding her head yes, Mitchie gave her mom a quick hug before placing her note book in the bag she already had packed with the things she would need for the next day.
Placing a quick kiss on her mom's cheek Mitchie said, "See you tomorrow, Mom," before walking down the stair and grabbing an umbrella.
Once outside Mitchie could see five moving vans in front of the house across the street from her, but unlike her curios mom she didn't give it much notice and just started her walk to Caitlyn's house, which was only three house down for hers now that Caitlyn had moved from California.
Knocking on the door three times to signal her arrival. This being Caitlyn's and Mitchie's secret way of knowing it was them at the door, so it only took seconds before the door was thrown open and they were hugging each other.
"Hey, girl! You're early," Caitlyn said as they headed up to her room, which was just like Caitlyn; colorful, energetic and wild. From the hot pink walls splatter painted with purple and blue, as well as scattered with posters to the neon yellow bed it was all Caitlyn.
"I know, but I have great news," Mitchie said excitedly as she grabbed the note book out of her bag before dumping it in the corner. Caitlyn knowing that look Mitchie gets with the broad smile mixed with excitement only meant one thing.
"You finished the song!"
"Yes!" Squealed Mitchie as she handed the lyrics and music over to Caitlyn.
"Wow, Mitchie, this is something," Caitlyn said as she keep reading the lyrics. She couldn't help, but notice how the lyrics reminded her of the recent break up between her and Nate.
"I know, but as I was writing it just came out. Everything that I had kept pent up after I broke up with him just flew out of me and in the end I felt so much better," Mitchie said, but her voice sounded kind of distant.
Looking up from the lyrics Caitlyn noticed a tear streak down her friend's cheek before Mitchie could wipe it away.
"You miss your rock star, too." Caitlyn asked her causing Mitchie's head to snap up and her now side swept bangs to cover her left eye.
"No…I mean of course not, remember I broke up with him," she replied as she collapsed on her friend's bed. Shaking her head at her friend's bad attempt to lie to her, Caitlyn sat next to Mitchie.
"Yeah, and I'm the Queen of England," came Caitlyn's sarcastic reply forcing Mitchie to giggle a little.
"Alright so I miss him, but can you blame me. He was Shane freakin' Grey after all." Uncontrollable laughter filled the room at her remark, but quickly died down with a sigh from the two.
"It sucks when you fall in love with a rock star," Caitlyn thought out loud as she remembered her curly haired ex.
"Yep, they just end up breakin your heart," Mitchie said somberly.
"Rock stars, you can't live with them, and you can't… actually that's about it," Caitlyn said as they both laughed. Ignoring the pain both of them felt clenching their hearts, while they thought about the past.
"Alright let's get working on that song of yours so we can sing it tomorrow," both of them silently agreeing on forgetting about the past as they got up and began to work.
Meanwhile, Mitchie's mom being the nosy, yet kind person she is, made her way over to the Michael's old house. In reality though it wasn't really a house; it was more like a mansion.
The two story house had 5 bedrooms, 6 ½ baths, a game room, office, bar, a hot tub and a pool. It had been for sale for about three years since no one was really willing to pay 950,000 for the house, not that most of the people who looked at it could afford it and by the looks of the big screen plasma TV's that were being unloaded from the truck, who ever bought the house could definitely afford it.
"Hello," Connie called out, as she stood by the door. A few seconds later a tall, dark haired women walked over with a bright smile on her face.
"Hi I'm Connie Torres, you new neighbor," Connie greeted with a friendly smile. "I just wanted to be the first to welcome you to the neighborhood and invite you to the New Years block party tomorrow."
"It's very nice to meet you, my name is Isabel," replied the dark haired women, with a slight Australian accent, as she shook Connie's hand.
"Nice place you bought yourself, here," Connie commented, "Good architecture."
"Thank you, but it's not my house," Isabel said in a mater of fact tone, which caught Connie's attention.
"It's not," Connie couldn't help, but ask with a confused look on her face causing a small laugh to escape from Isabel.
"No, I'm just here to get things set up. See, my brother is doing me a favor by moving in here with my son, to watch over him and his two friends. You know to insure they don't do anything stupid, seeing as I'm away on business most the time," she stated.
"Oh, I understand what you mean. I have a sixteen year old daughter and at times I don't know what to do with her," Connie said as they both laughed.
"I love my son to death, but sometimes that boy can be so thick head, it drives me up the wall. He's only nineteen and thinks he's the king of the world and every one is meant to serve him," Isabel joked.
After that the two of them sat and talked for awhile as the movers put everything where Isabel directed. Before they knew it the movers had emptied all five trucks and the house looked even more spectacular with all the expensive, modern looking furniture. Glancing at the time Connie was surprised to see it was 6:30.
"Wow, look at the time, I have to get home to start preparing things for the party tomorrow," she said as she got up.
"Oh, it's that late. My brother, son and his friends will be here in an hour and I have to be at the airport to leave on a flight by nine," Isabel stated, while showing Connie the way out.
"Really, I was hoping we could talk more at the block party tomorrow, but I hope family will still come."
"Trust me, my brother will drag my son and his friends to that party tomorrow," Isabel said before the two said there good-byes.
Unfortunately Mrs. Torres had no idea what she had done by inviting the new neighbors to the block party tomorrow.
A/N: Thanks for reading! I hoped you liked it and I'm starting to work on chapter two. Please Review!
