Here's the other chapter as promised, i was up until 2 writing this so please review and be kind, constructive critism would be lovely guys, thanks!
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"Mitchie! Where did my-"
"Leopard-print tie go? Oh I don't know Caitlyn, how about on your tie rack?" I asked, pointing to a board with nails on it that held Caitlyn's assortment of ties. The girl had style, that's for sure, but organization, she was lost.
"See? Do you see what happens when you make me clean my room? I can never find anything!" Which was true, but before she cleaned it, she couldn't find anything either.
"Yea? Well at least now it doesn't smell like someone died in here!" I retorted. She shrugged. "Good point Mitch."
I bowed in humble victory, "Thank you, my dear, thank you. Now hurry up and get ready, we'll be late and Sierra's already on her way here." Tonight we were all going out to dinner with our boyfriends, we were all meeting for dinner then going out separately after that and meeting up later for ice cream. It was our usual plan for date night, and a good plan at that. Tonight was different though, at least that's how it felt. It felt like there would be something new tonight, something totally different that we hadn't done yet. It was exciting but scary because whenever I had these suspicions, either me or Jason got hurt. Me because I'm a clutz and Jason because he's an idiot.
One time Shane had tried to take me sky-diving. Well I ran so fast in the other direction that I tripped over a bench and broke my ankle. We spent that night in the emergency room and not in a parachute. The ground was preferable to me anyways. That was a long time ago though and since then I've learned to take risks, like riding the bigger roller coaster, or bungee jumping. Once. Never again. I have awful memories of losing my lunch all over Shane once we left the bridge. He didn't even get mad, he just laughed and kissed my forehead and asked if I was alright.
"Hey, Earth to Mitchie, Spacegirl! Wake up! Like you said we're gonna be late."
"Yea leave it to you to play Ms Punctuality." I grumbled as she stuck her tongue out at me. Caitlyn and I were the best of friends along with Sierra who more often than not was the one that kept us in line. It was why she was perfect for Jason, she was incredibly smart, but knew just how to have fun, while he was incredibly not-so-smart and knew when it was time to be serious. They fit like puzzle pieces.
"Hey guys!" Sierra called from her car while tooting the horn. She was by far the best driver out of all of us and her car fit all six of us comfortably and with leg room which was a must for three pretty much fully grown guys.
Jason and Nate were already in the car since Sierra lived right near the recording studio, Shane was still at the apartment and I had no doubt that he was probably searching his room for his white pants. They were my personal favorite on him.
Hey big shot hurry up and get ready we're on the way
Love- mitchie
He always got annoyed when I called him 'big shot'. He always claimed that was his "Pre-Mitchie Shane" and now he was his "Mitchie Shane". That he wasn't a big shot anymore since that wasn't the kind of guy that deserved a girl like me. Even thinking of him saying that made me blush 6 shades of red, something I'd been growing accustomed to since meeting him.
"Mitchie! Can you please try to not think about Shane? You're blending in with the upholstery." Jason teased from the front seat. I stuck my tongue out at him as I received a text from Shane, making me grin.
"Tell lover boy I say hi." chided Caitlyn. So tell me, why am I friends with these people?
"Hi!" chorused Jason and Nate to each other. Sierra and Caitlyn scowled while the guys and I busted out laughing before they joined in too. Oh yea, that's why.
Remembering my text message I flipped open my phone reading it:
Aren't we the slave driver today? Lol
And don't worry I'm all ready :D
Love - shane
I chuckled, and sure enough he was ready and waiting when we got there, something the guys from the band still hadn't gotten used to. It's been two years and Jason and Nate are still surprised when he's where he's supposed to be on time and without grumbles.
It was a fun car ride to the restaurant, we joke and laughed the whole way there, Shane was really quiet and I wasn't too sure why. He looked nervous, even twitchy. I looked at him funny and he just cracked a smile at me. Granted it was a heart-melting, fall-in-love-with-you-al-over-again smile and he wasn't even trying. This is what I deal with on a day to day basis. OH poor baby lol
The waitress at dinner was a little over the top, when she saw Shane, Jason and Nate walk in I saw her hike up her skirt and yank down her shirt, making her look like an ill-proportioned idiot as she walked toward them. She was pretty, but Shane looked horrified and I had to laugh at that.
"Can I get you anything, anything, at all?" she asked wiggling her eyebrows at Shane after she'd taken all the orders. I'm not sure what came over me, but I started coughing and somewhere in that cough the word "slut" came out once or twice along with a "poser" . Okay, so I might have over-done it but she had it coming. The whole table's mouths dropped, including the waitresses, who huffed at me and stormed away. Sierra, Caitlyn, Nate and Jason started clapping as did the people in the table across from us. I turned to Shane and he was turning to a different degree of amused than I'd ever seen him before. "So, who are you and what have you done with my girlfriend Mitchie Torres? You know the shy, sweet girl that never said a bad thing about anyone?" I rolled my eyes at him. He was just teasing me and I knew it. I was glad our relationship could flex the way it did, there was just as much give as there was take from both of us.
Caitlyn and Sierra started hacking into their throats, nodding their heads towards the ladies room, I got the picture and decided to go with them, winking at Shane over my shoulder as I left. I loved that boy, a lot. A lot a lot.
When we got to the bathroom we all stood in front of the stalls and looked at each other.
"Go!" shouted Caitlyn. And we all dove into a stall locking it behind us and peeing as fast as we could. Almost simultaneously we ran from the stalls and washed our hands. I got to the paper towel machine first and dried my hands, forgetting my ring. Caitlyn finished with everything first and won the pee race. After we just looked at each other and laughed. sorry to interupt, but no lie, my best friend and I do this over AIM all the time since she lives an hour away Shaking our heads we left the restroom still laughing.
"What's so funny?" Shane asked me as I came to sit down next to him, we all looked at each other and said simultaneously, "Pee race." while giggling. The guys rolled their eyes and laid their heads down on the table, knowing better than to discuss our infamous pee races.
Nate's head came up as he asked, "So am I allowed to steal Caitlyn yet?" we all agreed and grabbed the bill from the waitress who's skirt was noticeably longer and who's shirt had about two more buttons closed on her shirt. Shane looked at me and said " I take it back, I'll take this Mitchie, she keeps the slutty people modest." he leaned closer to my ear and whispered, "She's kind of sexy too."
"Okay! Time for everyone to go, we'll meet up at nine for ice cream, cool?" I asked as we all paid for our portion of the bill. As always Shane wouldn't let me pay for anything, he hardly ever does. Our alone time was spent walking the sidewalks of downtown looking in store windows.
"So, this Mitchie can stay huh?" I asked playfully. It was so funny that after two years we were still flirting and teasing.
"Yes, I love all the Mitchies that make up this beautiful Mitchie that I love." He said grinning as he bent down to kiss me. If I could, I'd kiss Shane all day, cause let me tell you he's a damn good kisser. Even though we were on a street corner and people could see, I didn't really care. I just loved him.
"You're kinda cheesy there Mister." I laughed when we broke apart.
"Yes, yes I am and you love it. Admit it." I rolled my eyes at him, nodding my head yes in agreement.
"So called it."
"Yes, Oby one, you called it." I teased.
"You know you love me." He stated. Not a question or a gloat, just a simple statement of fact.
"Same to you there babe." And we just walked, looking at each other, lovingly. It was beautiful.
…And then we tripped over a bench. I'm not kidding. Somehow we shifted towards the outside of the sidewalk and before we hit the street, we hit the bench. Shane tripped so he ended up sprawled across it, while I ended up slapping my face off the concrete and twisting my ankle into a painful position.
"Mitch! Mitchie, you okay?" I heard Shane ask frantically, lifting me up onto the bench.
"Yea, yea I'm fine, my ankle hurts really bad though. I might've sprained it." I said, trying not to panic.
"Come on, let's get you to a hospital." said Shane.
"NO! Really, I'm just fine, when I get home tonight I'll stick my foot in a brace with some ice and go to sleep, I'll be better in the morning." I tried to get up, but my ankle hurt a lot so I had to sit back down.
"Hop on." Shane said, offering his back to me.
"No thanks, I'm way too heavy." Shane looked at me like I was crazy and turned around again "Mitchie, it's either my back or my front and I'm not so sure that it's legal to do that in public so please just hop on because you, babe, are not going to hobble anywhere else tonight." he said sternly. I had no choice but to comply feeling ridiculous as we walked down the street. I saw the ice cream place we were meeting at and noticed that our friends were already there, and that there was a patio that people were dancing on.
Shane walked me out to where our friends were then stopped. He seemed to change his mind when he spun around and walked to the middle of the dance floor and set me down. I put my hands on my shoulders to keep balanced. That's when he got down on one knee and looked up at me. For a second I thought he was going to propose, and I started breathing really fast.
"Mitchie Torres, love of my life, will you…." I held my breath "go to prom with me?" He asked smiling. I laughingly said yes and he hugged me. All our friends clapped and I'm sure some people thought we were engaged. Not yet. Not yet.