Ok, so I have a little energy, ok, a lot so I'm gonna write this chapter to get rid of my hypernessness… hope it pays off and you enjoy…Reviews are welcome!

LAST TIME!

"Sorry you were saying?"

Mitchie's parents looked at each other as if trying to decide something.

NOW!

"Ok. I can't wait any longer. Mitchie, honey…" Mrs. Torres started, "You're goin' to Camp Rock High! Well, we're going… Brown wants my catering company to cater for the high school!"

"I'm going to go with," Mr. Torres added, "We're all moving closer to camp so that we can still be a family on weekends."

Mitchie stood there stunned. Contrary to the response at the beginning of the summer when she heard that she would be going to camp, she was in utter shock. All of us? Did she say moving? Did she really say that I was going to Camp Rock High? Did Dad really say that he was moving the whole family for me? Oh, they are waiting for me to react…gosh mom looks concerned. What am I gonna tell Sierra? I thought we still had winter break together…

"Honey, you ok?"

"Yea, Mom," Mitchie shaking her head, "Thank you so much! This is so completely amazing… just… give me a chance to let it all sink in…It's a lot to tell me at once."

"Ok honey but don't take too long, we need to start packing if we are leaving for camp on Saturday."

"Ok, Mom," Mitchie said, walking from the room and pulling her cell phone out of her pocket to text Caitlyn to tell her the… good news? Yes definitely good news.

It's a yes!!! My mom's coming back too! It looks like I'm moving too… call me when you get a chance. G2G pack. – Mitchie.

Mitchie continued in somewhat of a dreamy state as she walked up to her room. A room that had been hers since the day she had come home from the hospital. She walked in and sat on her bed. 'You need that boy like a bowling ball dropped on your head, Which means not at all, You have too much to give, to live to waste your time on him'

Mitchie picked up the phone and put it to her ear.

"Hey, Caitlyn."

"Mitchie, mi amigo! You're gonna be my roommate! How much more awesome could it get!"

"Yea, it's pretty amazing," Mitchie replied lying back on her bed.

"So, you wanted to talk?"

"Yea, um… I'm a little worried about this whole thing. What if it doesn't work out? My mom and dad are moving out there so we can be close to each other."

"Relax, Mitchie, everything will be just fine. Oh and I have good news. Ella and Peggy are coming too! Tess is going on tour with her mom, so we won't have her around to start drama either."

"Well, that's good."

"Listen, Mitchie I got to go but I'll call you tomorrow ok?"

"Sure thing Caitlyn, bye."

"Bye."

Mitchie ended the call and looked at her phone. I really don't want to tell Sierra… she doesn't need to be depressed tonight… I'll call her tomorrow.

I wonder what Nate's up to…What do pop stars do right before starting a tour?

Mitchie pulled up his number on her phone and sent him a simple text. She didn't expect a text back so quickly.

Hey, Mitch, what's up? I'm actually cleaning my room… well I'm supposed to be, but Shane came over and is whining about you b/c he picked up my phone when you texted.

Mitchie giggled as she texted back: I'm coming to Camp Rock High… don't tell Shane, I'm not sure I want him to no, at least not yet. NEway, I'm packing… or I'm supposed to be. My rents are moving closer to camp so that my mom can work there but still C my dad. It's a lot to pack b/c we have never moved before. We have to do it all in a week.

Nate replied quickly: You're secret is safe with me as long as Shane doesn't get my cell. I no the feeling. When I moved out to CA 2 years ago it took 4 weeks to pack everything. Good luck!

Mitchie got up and walked over to her bag. It was still full of all the stuff she had brought to camp. Well there's no point in unpacking it if I'm just gonna repack it for school anyway.

Instead she walked to her closet and opened it. It was quite full considering that she had all her summer clothes in the wash still. She looked in and started pulling all the clothes out and putting them on her bed. After the content of her closet was on her bed she began to sort them into the different seasons she was going to wear them in.

Winter, spring, fall, never again, summer.

The never again pile was growing rather large but Mitchie had a plan for that.

When she had sorted all her clothing she headed downstairs for suitcases. She thought that if she put her clothes in suitcases it would be easier to switch out her clothes at the change of the season.

"Hey Mitch," Mrs. Torres said, as Mitchie past through the kitchen to the basement.

"Hi, Mom."

"Your father went to go get boxes to pack into. When he gets back I'll need your help here in the kitchen with all my supplies."

"Ok, Mom. I'm gonna pack some stuff in suitcases."

"Only stuff you need for school, sweetie. Everything else goes in a box marked 'Mitchie.' Ok?"

"Sure, mom."

As Mitchie continued down to the basement she heard the phone ring.

"Mitchie! It's for you when you get a sec!" her mom yelled down the stairs.

"Who is it?"

"I think its Sierra. Did you tell her yet?"

"No… I will but it's… it's gonna be tough."

Mitchie grabbed her suitcases and headed back to the kitchen where her mom stood holding the phone.

Mitchie seized it out of her hand and walked to her room taking the phone and dragging the suitcases behind her.

"Hello?"

"Hey Mitchie. I wanted to know what you were doing tomorrow. Do you want to catch a movie or something?"

"Yea, that sounds great."

"Cool. So, what's up? I overheard your mom say something about needing to tell me something."

"Oh, yea I have big news but I don't want to tell you… not now."

"You're going to that school, aren't you?" Sierra said sounding depressed.

"Yea, but you'll be fine without me. You make friends a lot easier than I do and now you won't have me slugging behind you."

"Mitchie you know that's not true. Why would you say that? You said you made friends this summer and I know it had to be more than one or you wouldn't be ditching me for this new school."

"You think I'm ditching out on you?"

"No, it's just… I'm gonna miss you that's all and seeing you this week and then having to wait until winter break is gonna be difficult. I kinda feel jipped."

"Uh… yea I guess you're right. Have you been by my dad's store today?"

"No…why?"

"Um… there's more."

"More than you leaving for a school 5 hours away from home?"

"Yea…"

"Ok Mitch, give it to me strait I can handle it."

"I'm… I'm… moving."

"WHAT!?! Ok I lied. That's something I can't handle. When did this happen? Why did this happen? When are you moving?"

"Ok. Relax. It's not gonna be as bad as you are making it out to be. I'm sure you can come and visit me and I can come back here to visit you. My mom and dad sat me down a little after I got off the phone with you and told me that I was going to go to Camp Rock High. Then my mom said that they wanted Connie's Catering to cater the school, which means my mom is going to school with me. My dad didn't want to be left home alone all year while my mom and I were gone so he decided that he wanted to move with us. He is moving his shop and buying a house near camp so that we can be a family. I feel bad enough about it already before you go saying things like 'what am I gonna do without you?'"

"Wow, Mitch. That's a lot to handle. Ok. What do you need? Do you want to cancel movie day tomorrow and we can spend the day together while I help you pack instead or do you need the movie day to get away from the craziness at home?"

"I don't know Sierra… maybe we can do a little of both. This house is gonna get packed fast."

"Ok. I'll be over around 9:30 tomorrow morning and we can decide then. For now I won't make plans for this week."

"I probably should get back to packing. Mom wants my help downstairs when my dad gets home anyway."

"Ok. I'll let you go then… bye."

"Bye," Mitchie said sadly.

Haha I got another chapter done before my life gets crazy! I'm gonna beat out father time at this rate! No more chapters this weekend… I am going on a trip but I'll write the next chapter ASAP. Please review and get back to me… THANKS AMY FOR THE AWSOME IDEAS!