I'm home sick. It sucks. But it gives me time to write! :D Right now I'm watching Camp Rock. HaHa. So now on with the story..! And don't forget to review.

Mitchie had felt somewhat better as she whispered I love you into the air, but quickly that feeling vanished and another on replaced it. Sadness. She realized she would never hear Shane say those words to her ever again. Just the thought it made her shudder and the reality of it made her heart clench.

'Oh God.' Mitchie said, her lips trembling.

------'how could this happen.' She thought. 'Why did it have to be him?' 'Why didn't he wear a seatbelt?' 'Didn't he remember he promised to always be here.'----- All these thoughts ran through her mind.

Tears were freely falling down Mitchie's face. There was nothing anything anyone could do to bring Shane back to her. To his family. There was nothing Mitchie could do to bring him back. And that hurt her. The facts that she was just suppose to accept that Shane was gone forever, made her chest tighten.

She started to look around the room for some tissue because she had mocos all over her face and she really wanted to clean it off. She spotted some right next to the 'Smitchie Box.' She went over to get the tissues and when she got to her bed where they resided, she looked down at her treasured box. She remembered how just 10 minutes ago, looking at those contents made her smile, and how good she felt reliving those memories. So onto her bed she sat, with the tissues on one side and the Smitchie Box on the other side. She randomly pulled out somethin9g from the box and instantly remembered how she had gotten the half torn shoelace.

---------------Flashback!-----------------
Mitchie and Shane walked hand and hand into 'West wick's Lucky Lanes'. They order their lanes and shoes. It was only after they were done paying, Mitchie noticed that there was hardly anyone in the bowling alley.

'How do we always get lucky and no one is ever in the places we are..?' She asked aloud.

'I don't know but I'm glad it always works out like that. I wouldn't want trillions of screaming fans to ruin our date.' Shane replied with a hint of teasing.

'Trillions huh? Well I know one pop star's head that getting a little too big.' She said playfully.

'Babe, how many times do I have to tell you, I'm a ROCKSTAR!' Shane said, stressing on the ROCKSTAR part.

'Okayyyy. Whatever you say.' Mitchie replied boredly.

'Thank you! Now can we just bowl?'

They had been playing for about an hour now. Three families had come and gone while they had been there and surprisingly, Shane was only asked for an autograph twice. It was Shane's turn now to bowl and Mitchie was sitting down on a chair waiting for it to be her turn.

'Go Shane! You can do it!' Mitchie yelled.

'I got a strike!!' Shane exclaimed happily!

'Good job, Shane!'

Shane was doing some sort of victory dance around the bowling alley. As she watched her boyfriend act like a total goof, she was glad there really wasn't any one in the bowling alley. She could just imangine the headlines now 'Shane Grey: Musician or Mad Man.?' She shook her head and laughed slightly at her own silliness. She had been wrapped up in her own thoughts she didn't she Shane coming right toward her.

'Mitch! Watch out!' he yelled.

She looked over at him but it was too late.

He crashed into her and they both landed on the floor.

'Awww Man. Do all Rockstars have to be jerks?' Mitchie teased slightly.

'Hey. You finally admitted I'm a rockstar!'

'Yeah well don't get too use to it. I think it was temporarily insanity. I'm still a little dizzy from that fall.'

'Ehhh. You still admitted it.'

'Alright POPSTAR, help me up here.'

Shane gave Mitchie his hand and she was safely off of the floor. Shane looked at the ground and started to laugh loudly.

'I don't know how we did it but somehow your shoelace broke.' He managed to get out between his laughter. Mitchie laughed along with him, because come on Honestly? It was a tad bit funny.

'Whewww. I'm gonna keep this and every time I see it I'm gonna remember you called me a Rockstar.'

'Nahhh. I think I'm gonna keep it and every time I see it, I'm gonna remember you're just another jerky popstar.' Mitchie said in a jokingly manner.

'Well I may be a jerky popstar but at least I'm your jerky popstar.' Shane said with a smile.

'Indeed you are.' Mitchie said and stood on her tippy toes to connect her lips with Shane's.

'But that was a cheesy line. So you're a cheesy, jerky popstar? I guess.' Mitchie inquired.

'Hey! Wasn't that on an episode of Hannah Montana? Cheese Jerky!!' Shane exclaimed.

'Yeah. Thanks for ruining the moment, babe.'

'Sorry.' He said. Then he looked down at Mitchie and whispered 'I Love You.'

'Ditto, Mr. Popstar.'

----------End of Flashback-----------

Oh how she wished she could just have her jerky popstar back.

AN: I hate to do this but I would like at least three reviews before I update again. Plus, my birthday is coming up so consider them as early birthday gifts. :)