A few hours later, we pulled into my driveway. My dad was standing there waiting for us. We all began to unpack the truck. It took half an hour, but soon everything was sitting in piles in our kitchen.

"Well, my punishment is over" I said, with a smirk on my face, and ran out of the room and upstairs before either my mom or dad could stop me. I grabbed the cordless off its cradle and pull out the note from Shane. I called his phone, but hung up before it began ringing. He was heading to his label's office...which means he was in a meeting. I decided I'd take a nap, and went to put my head on my pillow. The second the two connected, though, I was out like a light bulb.

I woke up the next morning, to my arm holding a box to my chest. There was a green bow wrapped around it, and I knew it was from Shane. I unwrapped it and tore the cover off. I sat up on my bed, and pulled out a brand new iPhone! I pulled it out of its box, and turned it on. Immediately, a note came up on the screen, and I knew it was written by Shane, or at least dictated:

Mitchie, the second we got out of that stupid meeting, I called the nearest store to your address, and got them to set-up an iPhone with a special number, and have it put into this box and sent to your house so you would get it this morning. I also had a note sent with it explaining to your parents to give it to you. I wasn't able to give this to you directly because the tour was rescheduled to start immediately, and I couldn't give the clerk my number, so I hope you kept my note from camp. I also hope you read it and feel the same way. I was unable to tell your parents about this though, so if you don't want to keep it a secret, I'll let you show them. I love you Mitchie, and this way, I can talk to you as much as I want. Just don't get this taken away when you start school soon.

Love you,

Your jerky popstar

P.S. The clerk at the store won't be able to tell who I am with that signature, it's an inside joke

I just stood there, gasping, before running down the stairs, and into the kitchen. I saw both my parents there, dad reading the paper, and Mom standing by the stove.

Neither looked up when I entered, but I heard my mom start talking,

"Well good morning honey, glad of you to join us. Did you get that package?" Connie asked her daughter, without looking up from cooking.

"Good morning, Mom, and yea, guess what was in it?" I said, trying to hold my excitement inside.

My dad looked up from the table, and saw the phone in my hand,

"And where did you get the money for that?" He asked, almost eyeing the 300 dollar phone in my hand.

My mom turned around, and noticed it too.

"Mitchie..." She began, and I cut her off.

"Shane sent it to me, he thought I should have one so he could talk to me 24/7. I tried to tell him no, but I guess he decided not to listen again." I said, hoping they wouldn't make me send it back.

"Well, as long as it doesn't get you in trouble, then I guess you can keep it." My mom said, and I looked at my dad.

"I don't like this. Who is this Shane anyway? It better not be that boy with an attitude from that boy band. I don't like him very much."

I just stood there, I couldn't believe it. I knew my dad was slow, but I didn't think he wouldn't be able to connect these two dots.

He looked into my eyes, and saw what he had just said, and knew it was true. I could see him ready to speak, but, thankfully, my mom cut him off.

"Honny, why don't you go talk with Shane, while I talk to your father?" My mom said, and I knew she was trying to help me.

"Ok, mom, I'll be in my room if you need me" I said, and ran up to my room, only to stop myself on the stairs, to listen in on their conversation.

"Connie, that boy is no good. You saw all those reports about him on that show Mitchie watches" I heard my dad say.

"Steve, he's changed. Especially with Mitchie. He's good now, you have to give him a chance" I heard my mom defend Shane, and me to a point. Go Mom! I thought

"Fine, I'll give him a chance, but I wanna meet him" I heard my dad say, and knew a problem would grow from this.

"You can't, Steve, the tours was re-announced, he wont be back in our area till the end." I heard my mom say, and my dad just rebutted with another statement against him.

"That's why I don't like him. He can't be here with Mitchie. He's gonna be all across the country." My dad said, and I ran up to my room. I had to talk to Shane, and I had to talk to him NOW!

Ok, thats all for tonight. I've posted 4 chapters for you guys, and all those new people who would read this. I'm going to bed, or at least lay there until the mountain dew wears off. I'll try to post tomorrow. Bye for now