A/N: Sorry I took so long to update! I lacked inspiration for any one shots- and ideas! lol. Anyway, I'm thinking of doing more pairings than just Naitlyn, Smitchie, and Ella, just whatever I'm in the mood for lol. (Maybe I'll even do a little Tason, if that's what you call it. Or Jess, whatever works lol. Maybe, I might attempt it lol but for now I'll stick to safer pairings lol) Anyway, this one-shot is a songfic to Miley Cyrus- Goodbye. I pretty much stuck to the song, hope it turned out good!! Enjoy and review!

Pairing: Smitchie

Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock. Or the song.


I can honestly say you've been on my mind

Since I woke up today, up today

I look at your photograph all the time

These memories come back to life

And I don't mind

Mitchie stared at the photo of her and Shane that was on her lamp stand. She couldn't seem to take her eyes off of it. Memories flooded over her; canoeing with Shane, throwing each other into the lake at Camp Rock, texting each other every second of the day, singing with Shane… it was all over. Mitchie sniffed, trying to hold back tears. Why did things have to end between them after all the good things they'd shared together?

I remember when we kissed

I still feel it on my lips

The time that you danced with me

With no music playing

Mitchie smiled at that memory. In the middle of his class, Shane had stood up, singled her out of the group, and they'd shared a dance, while the other students watched in surprise.

She missed Shane terribly. Now she wished they'd made different choices.

I remember those simple things

I remember till I cry

But the one thing I wish I'd forget

The memory I want to forget…

Is goodbye

Flashback:

"Mitchie.. The band is going on tour… again. This time it's a three year tour." Mitchie's smile fell at Shane's serious tone.

"Well, you've been on tour before. We already talked about this, I'll be ok. I'll miss you, but we can still talk. When you're not busy, that is."

"That's just it, Mitchie. I probably won't have any free time, because we're going to be doing rehearsals and all that stuff. I won't have even a few seconds to text you."

"So… what are you saying?" Mitchie asked, afraid of the answer.

"I think… that we should take a break. Not forever, just while I'm on tour." Mitchie stared at her phone in amazement.

"So after your tour, what then? Would you break up with me when the next tour comes along? I don't think I can deal with that, Shane."

"Of course not! I'm just saying, it'd be too difficult…"

"Oh, now I'm a burden to you?" Mitchie was obviously angry now. "You know what Shane? We're over, forever!" With that, she snapped her phone shut and threw it across the room

-End Flashback-

I woke up this morning,

Played our song

And through my tears I sang along

I picked up my phone and then

Put it down

'Cause I know I'm wasting my time

And I don't mind

Mitchie stared at her phone, hesitating, and then threw it to the ground. There was no use. She and Shane were over, forever, just like she'd told him. She had to be strong… and she knew Shane well enough to know he'd be mad by now and wouldn't listen to her anyway. She'd just waste her breath. Save it for someone who's worth it, Mitchie. She scolded herself.

I remember when we kissed

I still feel it on my lips

The time that you danced with me

With no music playing

I remember those simple things

I remember till I cry

But the one thing I wish I'd forget

The memory I want to forget…

She lay back on her bed, biting her lip. She hadn't felt this alone ever; even before she'd even heard of Camp Rock her life hadn't been so lonely. She didn't know what to do. Turning onto her side, the picture of Shane and her on the lake seemed to stare at her. If only some thing would just tell her what to do, her life would be so much easier.

Suddenly my cell phone's blowing up

With your ringtone

I hesitate but answer it anyway

You sound so alone

And I'm surprised to hear you say…

Mitchie started as her Connect Three ringtone blasted. She stared at her phone, wondering what to do. Finally, she picked it up off of the floor and, taking a deep breath, she answered it.

"Mitchie, please don't hang up." Shane's voice sounded desperate and… alone. She resisted the urge to throw her phone across the room like she had last time he'd called and waited for him to talk. "I'm sorry about what happened; I'm so sorry. I take back what I said, you were right, I was so wrong. I know I'm a horrible person, I don't deserve someone as wonderful as you – hey! – but please, please, give me another chance? Please, can we forget that conversation even happened?" Shane rushed on, "And go back to how things used to be?" Mitchie took a deep breath before replying.

You remember when we kissed

You still feel it on your lips

That time you danced with me

With no music playing

You remember the simple things

We talk till we cry

You said that you biggest regret

The memory you wish I'd forget…

"Shane…"

"Mitchie, please, just give me another chance! I know I was wrong, and I know you have every right to hate me – wait a second – hang on Mitch." She waited as she heard Shane and Nate arguing in the background.

"Isn't that overdoing it a little? What if she really does hate me? Ugh, Nate, I should have asked Jason for help!" Shane's exasperated tone made Mitchie chuckle.

"You're not listening to me! You asked for my advice, and now you've got it, so just do it!"

"Nate, if I keep going on about how horrible of a person I am, she might realize that's actually true!" Shane yelled back. Mitchie bit her lip to keep from laughing out loud. Sometimes Shane was so pathetic it was funny.

"Shane!" She yelled suddenly, and she heard him pick up the phone again.

"Yeah?" He asked, sounding nervous. "Did you… hear all that?"

"Yup." Mitchie burst out laughing.

"Oh gosh. Now you really are going to hate me. I…"

"Shane." Mitchie cut him off. "Stop rambling, please. I don't hate you. Of course I accept your apology. And I'm willing to forget if you are." There was a long, surprised pause at the other end of the line.

"You aren't mad at me?" He questioned finally, once he managed to find his voice. Mitchie rolled her eyes.

"No, I don't. So, are we going to start over?"

"Thank you Mitchie, so much!" Shane cried from the other end, sounding overjoyed. Mitchie grinned.

"Anything for my pop star." She replied.

Saying goodbye

Saying goodbye

Goodbye