So…I know I said that this was going to be a one-shot, but inspiration struck me. Obviously it's AU, since I wrote the first part a whole month before Camp Rock first aired. Thanks for all the reviews.

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Part II

He came every single day just to see if she came back. And she did. Every day, at around eleven o'clock in the morning, she would just enter the mess hall and softly play on the piano. It was a little weird for him. He was stalking this girl he hardly had contact with. But he couldn't help it. Something about her caught his attention.

He watched her play from behind the window of the mess hall. He hid behind the bushes so he wouldn't get noticed. He didn't want to look like a creep just watching her.

He couldn't help but wonder that the same song she kept playing sounded familiar.

It's probably nothing.

He shifted a little causing the bushes to rattle. She looked up a little worried.

"Hello? Is anybody there?" she asked uneasily. She got up from the piano bench and walked over to the window he was hiding at. She peered in the bush and saw him. "Shane?"

He silently cursed to himself. "Hey." He carefully got up from the bush, cursing as a twig got stuck in his head. Because we all know Shane Gray hates when he's hair is ruined.

She had an adorable, confused, innocent look on her face. Shane felt his scowl turn into a smile. "What are you doing hiding behind that bush?"

He panicked. What should he say? 'Oh hey Mitchie! You know, I'm just stalking you!' No way. Defiantly something Shane Gray would not say.

"Oh, uh…You know, running from those fan girls," he stated coolly.

Nice cover, Shane, nice cover.

She gave him a skeptical look and looked out the window. "I don't see anyone."

"That's because they left before you saw me," he added quickly.

She raised an eyebrow. "Sure. So what's the real reason why you're here?"

"Well…" he looked around the mess hall and spotted the piano. "I wanted to know if you could teach me piano."

She was a little taken back about his offer. Shane Gray asking her, Mitchie Torres, loner with one friend back home, to teach him, super famous rock star that could get anything he wanted, how to play piano?

"Uh…" she stuttered.

"It's just you seem like a really good piano player and I always wanted to learn."

Liar. Since when did I like the piano?

Since you found out she likes pianos.

Mitchie felt a blush rise to her cheeks. "Oh no. I'm not really good…"

Shane smiled at her modesty. There are not a lot of girls out there that were modest. "Of course not! You're really good. Especially that song you were playing earlier. It was amazing."

She smiled as she turned redder. "I thought that you said you were running away from those fan girls."

He froze. "Uh…"

Her tiny smile spread into a giant grin. "You were spying on me, weren't you?"

"What! No! Why would I spy on someone? If you hadn't noticed, I'm SHANE GRAY. People spy on me," he argued.

Mitchie rolled her eyes at his egotistic ways. "Sure. All you have to do is admit that you were spying on me and I'll teach you piano."

He opened his mouth.

Just swallow your pride. She'll teach you piano and that means you could hang out with her more.

"Fine. I was spying on you. Happy?" he stated smiling as Mitchie's grin reached from ear to ear.

"A little," she looked at her watch like last time and frowned a bit. "Look I—"

"Gotta go," he finished. She smiled slightly.

"Right. So uh…catch ya later?" she asked hopefully.

He smiled. "Yeah later."

She nodded her head and walked passed him and out the door. Shane wasn't sure why she was always leaving, but he didn't really care.

He was growing to like pianos even more as he got to know Mitchie.


Blah…This sucked. Sorry. I was thinking about writing another chapter, like make this into a three-shot, but eh…whatever you guys want.

Just tell me in your review that it sucked. Please. I don't have a lot of inspiration to things so I'm sorry if it's terrible…

Tell me what you think, even if it was horrible.

Je ne!

Monko25

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