Back by popular demand! (maybe not as popular or demandful as I make it seem) This is now a two shot!

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Shane: The Rock Star II

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I spent hours trying to figure out what that kiss meant. I'm sure it didn't mean exactly what Shane usually meant it to be. I was still in bed at noon. I could hear that everybody was up and having an amazing time watching the city limits disappear as the bus drove on. Our next destination was in Tampa, Flordia where I heard the girls are twice as pretty and twice as more likely to date Shane. If Shane didn't like that pretty blonde girl that he dated last night then I'm sure that he'll find what he's looking for in Tampa.

Once we reached our destination, I was determined to avoid Shane at all cost. I'm not sure why I was suddenly scared to talking to him. Every time Shane and I were left alone in the dressing room eating fruit roll-ups, I'd make up excuses to use the bathroom or check out what Jason was doing. Call me weird, just yesterday I wished I could be in the shoes of any girl that was lucky enough to be with Shane and now I can't comprehend a silly kiss. It was just a goodnight kiss, what else could he be saying?

Shane had followed me out during one of my lame excuses. He insisted that we could all hang out right before they had to do their meet and greets before the show. I just wanted to continue thinking about him. Alone. Just when I thought I was going to have to bring up the awkward conversation of that small, perhaps insignificant, kiss I was pulled away by an interviewer. I was forever grateful. The woman pulled me into my dressing room where I was going to have to get dressed for my opening act right after this interview was over.

"Hi, it's a pleasure to meet you Mitchie. I've heard such amazing things about you and your music. I'm Claire by the way." She stuck out a hand that I quickly shook.

"Thanks." I smiled, "I'm Mitchie, like you said."

"Let's cut to the chase..."

It seemed like hours before I finally had something interesting thrown at me. Most of the generic stuff she asked was easy to go through but I could see how the same question can be so annoying to answer over and over again. I was just answering some future album dreams when Claire totally changed the topic around.

"What's it like being around Connect Three?" Clarie asked, "It must be hell being the only girl."

I smiled, "No, I have Caitlyn, my friend, and Connect Three's mom to fight them off." I laughed, "But really. I can't give a gerneral explanation on what it's like to be around Connect Three because they're all soo different."

"Why is that?"

I sighed, "Well, Jason is the funny one. Nate is a gentlemen. Shane is..."

I know if I finished what I was thinking I could stir up a frenzy of media but at that moment, I didn't care.

"Shane is a complete sweetheart."

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It must have been months since that interview. I didn't think twice about it until it was brought up by Jason who was trying to cheer me up after I got my first bad review. He was online reading out loud all these articles about past performances when he stumbled upon my interview with Claire. Jason attacked me in his infamous hugs.

"Aw, Mitch! You think I'm funny?" Jason grinned.

"Huh?"

"This interview. You said it was funny." Jason pointed to his laptop screen, "Nate's going to blush when he sees you said he was a gentlemen. Aww!"

Jason ran off. I scrambled to my feet and chased Jason.

"You're not going to show Shane, are you?" I yelled.

I didn't get too far or heard his response because I was dragged away to my last soundcheck for tonight's final concert. The tour was finally at a close.

Ever since we left Tampa I dropped the subject of the "Shane Kiss" just because it amounted to nothing and it felt like wasted time. Besides, Shane met this girl named Tawni. I thought they were going to stand the test of time because Tawni was the first girl in a long time to last more than two weeks. Tawni lasted two months with Shane before they split. I was glad their break up was clean and understood. I would have hated to go through another raging girl.

"THANK YOU MITCHIE! TAKE A FIVE MINUTE BREAK AND THEN WE'LL REHEARSE WITH THE BAND."

I nodded and gladly took my short break. I was about to reach out for my water when I was carried off to the back stage area by Shane. He set me down and held my arms. He swooped down and kissed my forehead again. I was in awe, stunned, shocked, afraid, confused, and strangely happy all rolled into one. Shane scanned my face for a sign. I'm not sure what he was looking for.

"You think I'm a sweetheart?" Shane smiled, "Why?"

I frowned. No doubt Jason showed him that interview. A wave of embarrassment washed over me.

"Just." I muttered.

Shane frowned along with me. Maybe I can spell it out for Shane that I was still harboring a crush on him without being so obivous about it.

"Because," I cleared my throat, "I think it's nice that you date fans. And I heard h-how you treat them even if it's for two days or two months-"

Shane laughed.

"-All those girls are extremely lucky to have you."

"I don't know how that qualifies for a sweetheart." Shane cocked his head.

I slipped out out of his grip.

"After I knew exactly why you went through so many girls, I actually loved you... I mean your image- the badass rock star."

"I love you too." Shane smiled, "And not just for that rock kitten that I see on stage."

What?

I never got to fully process what Shane said because another kiss on the forehead blanked my mind.

"So thanks for the compliment," He said right before he went in for the kill.

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