(A/N Here's the third chapter of my somewhat new story. Enjoy! Review!)

Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock or Alex Russo.

(Mitchie's POV)

This date has so far been amazing, except for all the fans. We've gotten a lot of,

"OMC3 (Oh my Connect 3), you're SHANE GRAY!! (Insert scream here) You're the girl he sang with!! I LOVE YOU!!"

It's all okay though. We went bowling for a little bit, and then he decided to take me out to a cute little Italian diner. We shared a big plate of Spaghetti and a Shake. Now, I'm at a movie with him. It's a horror movie, even though horror movies scare me a lot. Thanks, Shane.

I had been screaming a lot and my head is literally in Shane's shoulder.

"Don't worry the movie's almost over," he whispered into my ear. Secretly, I kind of didn't want the movie to be over. I sat up and found Shane's arm around me. I looked up at him and smiled.

Soon, the movie ended. We got up and walked out of the theater, and his hand found mine. We walked back home, the way of the beach. When we got to my house he kissed me on the cheek. We exchanged numbers, and he walked away.

Well, it was an amazing date, but I was thinking something else would happen. I shouldn't take that date for granted though. Suddenly, Alex texted me.

I looked down at my orange en-V. "How was your date Mitchie?"

"Good, we saw a movie, then held hands and walked home.."

She replied quickly. "Awww, mine wasn't as romantic. I'm gonna call you."

Surely enough, she called me. We told each other everything again. I don't know what I would do without this girl.

"Alex, my date was amazing, but I was sure he was going to ask me to be his girlfriend, or kiss me, or anything. Do you think he likes me?"

"Mitchie, oh my gosh. From what you've told me, he's head over heels for you. Give it a little bit. He could just be shy."

I giggled. "Shane Gray, shy?"

She sighed. "True that, well I'll see you at rehearsal tomorrow. Oh, and Shane obviously will too. I'm going to sleep. See you tomorrow, Mitchie!"

"Bye!"

I hung up my phone and set it on my desk. I changed into a white cami and green Victoria's Secret PINK pajama bottoms. I opened up my old song book.

This is Real, This is me.

I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.

That song brought back great memories. Right now, I fell like it really applies to life. Soon, I drifted of to sleep.

The Next Morning

I was woken up by my phone ringing. I groggily walked over to my desk, got my phone, and put it up to my ear.

It was Shane. "Mitchie! Come to the studio right away!"

I sighed. "Wow, Shane. What's the big deal? Would a hello hurt?"

"Hello Mitchie! You should really come to the studio."

I giggled. "I'll be there in twenty. See you there Shane. I l-"

"What?" he asked.

I sighed. "Oh, um, I love surprises. Bye!"

"Bye, Mitchie."

I quickly got dressed in a fitting purple tunic with a black belt around my waist. I slipped on a pair of skinny jeans and put on my favorite moccasins. I applied black eyeliner, mascara, and some lip-stick. Then, I got in my car and drove to Starlight Records. When I got there Shane greeted me with a hug.

He smiled at me. "Follow me!" He grabbed my hand and our fingers intertwined. He took me into Room 13. There was a nicely set table for two with breakfast on it. We ate and talked for a while.

"Come here, Mitchie. Our manager wanted to record a song. Come on!"

I followed Shane into the studio, and I saw Nate and Alex waiting for us.

I was confused, and Nate got the hint. "Our manager wanted to record a quartet. I guess it's a love song."

I thought it was a cool idea. It was also slightly romantic, because we all love music. We started singing, and both Alex and I were nervous. The song was soon over though. We ended and Shane and I were looking into each other's eyes, as were Nate and Alex. Shane leaned in and kissed me. I blushed, and my cheeks where bright red.

Nate just looked at us. "If you need Alex or me, we'll be at the beach." With that, they walked out of the studio.

I looked up at Shane. "Does this mean that-"

He smiled. "Only if you're comfortable with-"

I hugged him. "Yes! Shane, I'm-"

I was interrupted by his lips pressing against mine. I pulled myself close to him and put my hands around his neck. He had his arms around my waist. I moved my hands up to his head and started playing with his hair. He pulled me even closer to him. Soon, we pulled apart. We were both grinning.

"I love you, Mitchie, I have ever since I started talking to you."

"I love you too, Shane."

I looked around the studio and saw a Connect 3 poster. "Where's Jason? I haven't seen him lately."

"Mitchie, you're not going to believe this one. He's been in his room studying."

I giggled. "He's probably really busy with college and stuff. I can understand that. I knew he would want to go back to school. Tell him that all five of us need to hang out."

"Of course I will." He pulled me into a passionate kiss. One of the new producers walked in.

"Who's this?" she sneered. She sounded jealous.

"Tracy, this is my girlfriend, Mitchie Torres."

I waved and tried to be polite, but she scoffed and stormed off.

"It's okay. Some of the producers here don't like that I have a girlfriend. You know what I mean?" He winked at me.

"Someone has an ego!" I giggled.

"I already told you, it's part of my image."

(A/N So yeah, there's chapter three. I'm super sorry that It took me so long to update, I had major writers block. Sorry.)