Ch. 2 Passion
Mitchie POV
I ran from my seat as the crowds of kids began running towards their families in droves. I sprinted over to my parents, Shane and Brown, who were all laughing at my eagerness.
"Congrats, Mitchie!" all of them laughed as I hugged my parents and Brown. I gave Shane a huge hug, even in front of them all.
"Well, we promised to help out with the clean up," my Mom sighed, rolling her eyes, "Perhaps we should have said no to that one."
"Nah, I'm looking forward to stacking six… hundred… chairs," my Dad glared at my Mom. I giggled.
"And I've got to get to Camp Rock, love. It's time to set up. Connie, I'll see you there, yes?" Brown smiled.
"Of course. It will be weird this year without Mitchie, though," my Mom pulled me in for another hug.
"Mom!" I hissed. She laughed and let me go.
"Well, best be off. I'll give the campers your love, Shane, Mitchie," Brown waved and walked off. My dad grumbled something about having the impossible job before walking off.
"Well, sweetie and lesser-sweetie, have fun," my mom kissed my forehead and gave Shane a hug before walking off. Ever since last summer she had been in the habit of calling Shane lesser-sweetie. Maybe she knew he was here to stay.
"C'mon," Shane grabbed my hand, "This grad deserves a celebration."
I giggled and we walked out to his car. He was about to get into the driver's seat when I coughed.
"Uh, Shane, your driving skills are almost as lax as my cousin's. The keys," I held out my hand.
"I take that as a personal insult, a, and b it's my car," Shane grinned. I shook my head sadly.
"I don't care whose car it is, I don't want to die, thank you, in graduation traffic. The keys," I emphasized. Shane groaned and handed them as we switched sides.
"You owe me," he leaned over and murmured in my ear. I shrugged and giggled as I started the car.
"So, where to, mister pop star?" I giggled. Shane laughed out loud.
"My house," he murmured seductively in my ear again as I got out of the parking lot.
"Shane, your house is in LA," I rolled my eyes as I drove down the small drop-off street.
"Actually, this was going to be a surprise, but I let it slip. Nate, Jason and I bought a house near Soldier Field," he murmured softly up to my ear. I gasped as I went out onto the main road.
"And why would you do that?" I demanded in irritation.
"Because we wanted to spend time with our girlfriends. Well, that was Nate and my reason, 'cause Caitlyn practically lives with Jason now. But Jason didn't want to get left behind in little ol' LA," Shane's lips were continuously pressed up against my ear.
"Wow," I murmured as I started to pull onto the expressway, "Well, I have to get down to Soldier Field anyway. That's where it's by, right?" I asked hurriedly as I went onto the Eisenhower.
"Yup," he started to kiss my neck.
"I want to try to get a job at the Shedd with Maggie; I was going to pick up the paperwork. Shane, I have to concentrate!" I giggled. Shane shrugged and leaned back in his seat.
"And are you sure my mother is okay with this?" I continued to ask as I pulled out onto the street that took me past Soldier Field.
"Yes, I asked her. Besides, you've graduated," Shane looked at me intensely as I reached the Shedd's parking lot.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked absentmindedly as I parked and got out of the car. Shane followed me.
"It means," he murmured against my ear again, "You've kept your promise to your mom. Remember last summer, by any chance?"
I mentally shivered at the summer of separation, before realizing what he meant. I looked up at him in shock right at the door.
"I'm sorry," he sighed, "If you're not ready, that's perfectly understandable. I'm just saying, I asked your mom, and she seemed to be relatively okay with the idea. And I love you, and…" Shane paused as I grabbed the application forms and walked out. I leaned up and kissed him softly.
"If you want to," I whispered, my heart pounding out of my chest. I was ready. I had been ready since I turned seventeen; I just hadn't been ready to tell him yet.
"You sure?" he asked as we reached his car again. The concern playing across his face made my heart melt even more and my resolution even surer.
"I've never been so ready for anything in my entire life," I replied as we entered the car and started to drive back.
"Turn here," Shane pointed, then turned back to me, "If you are. I don't want you to ever regret anything in our relationship. I only want you to be happy," he reached out and touched my cheek.
I drove slowly down the street, "I've never regretted anything, Shane, which has to do with you. I love you," I looked at him briefly before returning my eyes to the road.
"Turn onto this house. I swear to God, you can say no or stop at any point," Shane whispered as I parked.
"Okay, I'll be holding you to that," I smiled warmly, "I'm ready, Shane, I'm ready to make love with you."
Shane grinned and ran over to the driver's side to open the door for me. Before I could stand up he reached over and picked me up bridal style.
"I'll always love you, Michelle," he whispered in my ear as he carried me inside. The small, clean house was dark, the lights all shut off.
"Wow, it's clean. You guys haven't started living here yet," I chuckled. Shane rolled his eyes and started carrying me upstairs.
"Yes, we have, we're trying to be clean because your mom might check up on us from time to time. This is my room," Shane opened the door hesitantly to reveal a normal-sized room, with a king-sized bed, guitar and amplifier, desk and dresser. Candles were lit around the room.
"How long did it take for you to light the candles?" I grinned mischievously. He gently set me down on the bed and laughed.
"A very, very long time." We looked at each other for a while, him just reaching out and touching my hair gently.
"I love you, Mitchie. It's been two years since I've met you," he leaned in and kissed my lips gently, "And they've been the best two years of my life."
I grinned back at him shyly, "They've been the best two years of my life, too. I love you, Shane."
He smoothly tangled his fingers in my hair and leaned in to kiss me once more.
CampRock
Nate POV
The party was well underway. We didn't need music, thanks to the room filled of musicians. Right now Lola was singing one of her best love songs to Barron, who was actually blushing in the corner. I was laughing with one of Maggie's friends, Will, who was actually a really cool guy.
Maggie ran up behind me and threw her arms around my neck from behind. I knew this by the amused look on Will's face and the comforting pressure of Maggie's arms and body on my back.
"Hey rock star, do you want to dance?" she asked softly in my ear. I grinned and nodded.
"See ya, Will," I waved and turned around, grabbing Maggie by the waist and spinning her around.
"This has been the best year of my life," I went on to murmur.
"Well, duh," Maggie smiled up at me, her hazel eyes glistening with happiness, "I have never been more… happy."
I kissed her nose teasingly, "Except when I accidentally broke your guitar on your birthday."
"No, even then, because you told me you loved me right after," Maggie grinned warmly.
"Well, I was happy even for the two months in between when you hadn't said it back, because on Christmas you told me you loved me before I gave you my first guitar," I nuzzled her cheek warmly.
"I was especially happy on Valentine's Day when you took me to Sea World out of the blue," Maggie giggled, "And accidentally fell into Shamu's tank and Shamu and I had to save you."
"It was awesome even then," I nodded, remembering the laughs and the wetness, "And Spring Break, when we went to the Oceanside of Washington State and had the weirdest week of our lives."
"Were we the only two out of the twelve of us who didn't get drunk?" Maggie raised her eyebrows while rolling her eyes.
"Yes, yes we were. But shush. Connie doesn't know Mitchie got drunk and she doesn't have to know," I grinned with my own eye roll.
"I love you, Nate. I'll never regret anything about you," she murmured into my ear. Chills swept up and down my spine.
"I love you, Mags, and I'll never regret anything about you," I murmured back. We looked at each other and kissed, softly and warmly.
"Hey peeps, Jason and I've got an announcement!" I heard Caitlyn scream into the microphone. I broke reluctantly away from Maggie and we all turned to listen.
"You're finally getting married after a year of pretty much living together!" Sander called up.
"No," Caitlyn rolled her eyes. Jason burst into tears of laughter.
"You're pregnant!" Barron retorted.
"No," Jason managed to gasp out as Caitlyn banged her head on the wall.
"You've got an STD!" Ricky called annoyingly from the couch, where he and Peggy had been making out only seconds before.
"NO!" both screamed in annoyance.
"You're actually closely related and need to get your sins of incest cleaned by a priest?" Maggie asked from my arms. Everyone looked at her like she had lost it while I just laughed.
"What?! Everyone else was being ridiculous," Maggie rolled her eyes.
"Thank you, Maggie. No, we, unlike all the rest of you losers…" but Jason cut Caitlyn off.
"Are going back to Camp Rock! Ha!" Jason stuck his tongue out.
"WHAT?!" we all screamed in indignation.
"Yeah. I was offered to teach production and tech classes, and apparently some parents complained about the lack of actual camp classes offered, so Jason's teaching hiking and bird watching," Caitlyn grinned.
"I hate you," Ella sighed dramatically.
"Why, why couldn't you recommend the rest of us jobs?" Lola whined.
"Hey, I'm not phased, never been to Camp Rock," Becky grinned.
"Neither am I," Will, Kristen and Kevin all laughed.
"For serious, guys, why did you get jobs?" I asked in annoyance.
"Because all the other jobs are full," Jason smiled widely.
"Arg. Go to hell," Barron spat in mock annoyance.
"And now that we've got that out of the way, more dancing!" Caitlyn cheered. We all rolled our eyes as Barron and Sander went up to sing Hasta Luego again. I turned to Maggie and started spinning her around.
"What do you think Shane and Mitchie are up to?" Maggie asked.
"They probably aren't as annoyed as we are, that's for sure," I chuckled, "I dunno. Shane didn't exactly say what he had planned, and I don't even know if I want to know," I rolled my eyes. Maggie giggled and kissed my lips softly.
I swear to God, I was in heaven.
AN: Oh no... what's going to happen now... Review, my fellow Camp Rock enthusiasts, review!