A/N: This chapter is for anyone that has lost anyone in any shape or form...whether it was a family member, a friend or a lover. Whether they passed away, moved, or you had a falling out. Whatever the reason this one if for you.

This chapter is also for my amazing readers who have been reading each and every word and favouriting, adding and reviewing me. You guys are truly amazing and I don't think I could thank you any more than I have already. lulu belle said she wanted a confrontation between Tess and Mitchie and here it is so I hope you like it. Don't worry there will be a lot more coming and there will definitely be more planning from Caitlyn...this is only the first half of the day.

So now I'm getting in trouble for being up late when I have a test tomorrow and I haven't studied but I wanted this to be posted as you are all remarkable and make me smile. Right now a lot of shit is going down in my life so this chapter may be a little sad but I like it...Mitchie's finally coming to terms with things.

So enjoy and I hope all of your lives are better than mine right now. And if that sounds sarcastic I'm sorry; it's not meant to.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters nor do I own the idea of the Popularity Plan. I just own the grief that I put Mitchie through and the t-shirt that belongs to Shane though in real life it's my Dad's and I've claimed it :D So don't sue! Oh the locket is also mine but mine's gold!

I woke up the next morning with a stiff back from sleeping on the hard ground so with a stifled moan I stood up and did a quick stretch. Upon opening my door I was surprised to find a tray waiting on the floor that was complete with glasses of orange juice and apple juice, a cup of coffee and tea, toast and a bowl of lucky charms that had milk waiting to be poured in a small, white porcelain jug. With a smile I bent down, picked up the tray and walked it over to my bed and placed it down. That's when I saw a note that had been propped up on top of what looked like a necklace box.

I was not going to open the letter or gift as I knew Caitlyn would be here soon and would expect me ready to be "Caitlyn-ised" but curiosity got the better of me as I snatched up the letter and opened it to reveal my brother's messy handwriting.

Mo;

I am so sorry that I called you her name yesterday. I really didn't mean to and I know you know that too but you're still hurting big time and I can't blame you as I could never imagine what you must have been through. After school today I'll pick you up to make things easier for you; that is if you haven't got a lift from one of your friends. Yes that does include those two boys yesterday. I kind of might have gone slightly over-protective brother on you but I'm still getting used to being a brother...it's been a while. Anyway after school today if you don't have too much homework I was thinking maybe we could go somewhere and talk...I feel like I barely know the young lady that is now living with me.

I didn't know what you eat for breakfast as well...I barely eat breakfast so I gave you a variety of things to choose for. There's also money downstairs so you can buy yourself some lunch at that big 'ole posh school of you. If it's good such a good reputation I'm hoping it doesn't have the mush they used to call meat at our school.

Also I hope you like the gift I gave you...I was meant to give it to you for your sixteenth...I had actually planned to visit but well yeah...I'll explain all that later. Like I said I don't know if it is your type of thing but AB helped picked it out as she has better idea what young ladies like more than I do.

Have a great day and try not to get into too many fights; I'd rather not have to come down to your school and find you in the Principal's office.

Dazza.

By the end of the letter tears were threatening to fall and I could not help but feel hope that maybe life was not going to be so bad...he even remembered our nicknames. I carefully placed the letter on my bedside table under a picture of Mum and Dad before gently picking up the gift. After removing the lid I almost dropped the box due to what was inside.

Sitting on navy velvet was a silver, oval locket that had a beautiful design carved into it. With a smile I unclasped the lock and placed it around my neck; forgetting that there might have been something inside. No sooner was it safely hanging against my collarbone had the door bell rang. At first I assumed someone else would get it but when I remembered that both Annabelle and Darren were early workers I quickly ran downstairs and opened the door to a smiling Caitlyn.

'Mitchie! Yo! It's me!' she squealed in excitement before gripping me in a bone crushing hug.

'Kind of realised that – ouch! Caitlyn let go' I said breathlessly before giggling when she let go and gave a sheepish smile. 'Did you have caffeine or something?'

'What –me – caffeine? Pfft no,' Caitlyn scoffed as she entered my house and I closed the door behind her, 'I only had, like, three sugar free Red Bulls so well yeah...let's get started!' she shouted before storming upstairs.

I stared at the space she had previously occupied before running up the stairs after her when realising that it probably was not the safest idea to leave a overly hyperactive friend alone in my new room.

When I finally arrived at my room Caitlyn had already opened up my wardrobe and was tearing apart my once organised and clean room. There were now t-shirts, jeans, shorts hell you name the type of clothing and I can bet that it was now hanging off of my bed or on the floor.

How did she even know which one was my room? I got lost the first time yet she picks the correct one first off? As if that's fair!

'Uh...Caitlyn...what are you looking for?' I asked casually whilst making my way over to her side.

'Something that's you,' she muttered as she turned away from my now empty wardrobe and over to my bed, 'but is also something that will have the guys doing a double take and the girls wondering where you got it from.'

Caitlyn searched through my clothes for a good few minutes before emerging with two things in her hand. I noticed them both to be Shane's and that I would need to be doing a lot of explaining.

'Why do you have clothes that smell a helluva lot like Shane? I could've sworn I've seen him wear the AC/DC t-shirt before' Caitlyn said as she eyed the shirt.

'There was an incident yesterday and Shane lent me them' I explained as I snatched the article of clothing out of her hands and started folding them up.

'You know what? I'll start fishing around for actual answers later but for right now I want you to wear this...and this – oh my gosh as if this wouldn't look awesome...and...Shane's shirt' Caitlyn finished off with a triumphant smile as she chucked the items of clothing at me.

'Caity I can't wear Shane's shirt...it's – well – it's his' I said trying to stress the point.

'Honey you do realise that if he has let you wear it once there is a very high chance he won't mind you wearing it again.'

With a sigh I turned on my heel and walked out of the room and down the hall to the bathroom. A few minutes later I re-entered the room wearing black tights, a distressed grey denim mini skirt and the AC/DC top. Caitlyn, who had previously been inspecting some of my other pieces of clothes, turned to me once I entered and raised an eyebrow.

'Mitchie; where's the orange singlet?' she asked and the confusion was evident on her face.

'Under the shirt,' I said with a laugh as I pulled up Shane's shirt to show the singlet, 'it's a long shirt so you can't see the colour.'

'Well we'll just have to fix that now won't we?' Caitlyn asked with a mischievous grin as she walked forwards.

'Caity I am not going to get in a fight with Shane because he's brother's psychotic girlfriend cut up his shirt. You know why I won't? Because he will so beat me and then I'll end up friendless at a new school and then I'll get brainwashed by, like, the Devil or worse Tess and then bing bang boom – I'm the next Cady Heron' I warned as she stopped in front of me and rolled her eyes.

'Oh you can be so melodramatic sometimes Mitchie' Caitlyn laughed before turning me around. A few seconds later she stepped away and I looked in my full length mirror to find that she had tied the shirt up with an elastic band so that is now sat just above my belly button.

'You could've explained that you were just going to tie it up – you could have saved me daymares about Tess dying my hair blonde' I complained as Caitlyn pushed me over to my vanity table and sat me down on the stool.

I had to admit for a brother who is totally clueless about what teenage girls like he did pretty well on my room. Granted that Annabelle probably helped him but still; it's the thought that counts. I mean seriously; a full length mirror, a wooden vanity table, so many photo frames waiting for me to fill and not to mention all the cool little gadgets he gave me.

'Hey Caity; can I ask you something?' I asked whilst she leaned around me, picked up my comb and started styling my hair.

'Yup go for it' she mumbled as she held my hair in place to spray it with some hair spray.

'You never told me what happened between you and Tess...wanna fill me in?' I inquired with a small smile.

'God Mitch why not ask me an easy question like how to solve Global Warming' Caitlyn said sarcastically as she grabbed a few bobby pins, stuck them between her lips and started placing them so that they kept my hair in place.

Once she had finally placed all the pins into my hair so that although my hair was out there was a section on the top that had been teased and pin back. This resulted in my bangs and a few longer strands of hair framing my face whilst the rest sat nicely around my shoulders. Caitlyn then pulled up a spare seat next to mine and took the lid off of my concealer.

'What you got to understand Mitch was that I was literally an invisible music and electronics geek...at least until Tess came along. She needed something to do so she chose that she would make me popular – just not as popular as her' Caitlyn explained as she finished putting on the concealer and moved onto eye shadow. 'Supposedly I started getting a little too popular and word got around that Nate liked me. I didn't even know but Tess had this massive fit about how I was wrecking her master plan and how I needed to be "fixed."'

'Fixed? Like as in male dog fix because that is slightly disturbing Caitlyn' I said with a chuckled until Caitlyn lightly slapped my cheek.

'Keep your face still and eyes shut missy unless you want me to draw all over your face,' Caitlyn threatened as I felt a slight pressure on my eyelid and guessed she was doing eyeliner, 'and now she did not mean "fix" as in the male dog way you twit. She meant to de-popularitise me...I personally didn't even know that was possible. Anyway whilst Tess was set on her scheming ways Nate came up to me one lunch and asked me out – he was so shy about it...so cute too – and even though I knew about Tess' plan I also knew that Peggy liked this other guy and I couldn't help but like Nate, so I said yes. Little did I know that that was a big mistake in Tess' eyes...though I couldn't have been happier at how things were looking.

'So Tess planned my demise which included dipping the end of my ponytail in blue paint when we did art, telling every single person she could get to that I was cheating on Nate or that he was pity dating me oh and there was also the time she broke my laptop' Caitlyn said and by this time she had finally finished my eyes and had moved onto foundation. When I opened my eyes in shock at what she said I saw that she was smiling bitterly.

'She broke your laptop?' I asked in shock.

'Yup; but justice was made and she had to buy me a new one...although I loved good 'ole Sparky,' Caitlyn said in reference to her old laptop, 'I have to admit that Pluggy is so much better! Seriously the music I can do on him is amazing!'

I shook my head at my friend's antic as she finally pulled away from me with a satisfied smile. Caitlyn tipped her head to one side, then the other, then straightened her head again and rubbed my cheek slightly.

'I think I have finished my masterpiece' she commented and I laughed.

'Someone's being a bit dramatic. Honestly Caity...a masterpiece?' I mocked as I turned away from her and looked at my face in the mirror and when I saw my reflection my mouth dropped open.

Oh my freaking God! No way do I look this nice! How did she get the different shades of grey on my eyelids to blend so nicely and – no way. She can apply liquid eyeliner and not make it look dodgy! That is so cool. I didn't even know my makeup could make me look this good.

'Someone looks pleased' Caitlyn teased as I closed my mouth before turning and tackling her with a hug.

'Geller; remind me to keep you around. Seriously you rock!' I squealed as I finally released the slightly breathless Caitlyn.

'Gee thanks Mitch,' Caitlyn said as she stood up and walked over to my bed, swiped a piece of cold toast off of the plate and took a bite, 'way to make a girl feel special.'

'You know you're special' I said with a laugh as I joined her at my bed and took a mouthful of dry Lucky Charms. Caitlyn smiled before turning her head and looking at the picture on my bedside table.

'You look so much like her you know...it's like you two could have been sisters. Hey when do I get to meet the infamous Mrs Torres?' Caitlyn asked with a smile as she turned away from the picture and back to me.

'Oh...soon. Yeah soon; she's been busy at work so I barely see her but I'll definitely introduce you two soon' I lied with a stiff smile as I placed the bowl of cereal back on the tray as I had lost my appetite.

Before Caitlyn had a chance to reply there was a car honking out the front of the house and I raised an eye at my now ecstatic friend.

'C'mon we better hurry; Shane tends to be a little grumpy if he hasn't had his morning coffee' she laughed as she jumped off my bed and ran out of the house.

I sat confused for a few moments before hearing the car beep a few more times and realised I was making a mad Shane even madder. I leaped off of my bed and ran out of my bedroom; balancing the tray in one hand whilst grabbing my orange Chucks and red bag with the other. After dumping the contents into the bin and sink I jogged to the front door and gave one last look at myself in the mirror.

Well I guess this is goodbye Michelle...I guess it's time for Mitchie to finally make a re-appearance...

Even though I knew it wasn't possible it felt like I was talking to Mum and she was looking back at me through my reflection as a few tears trickled down my cheeks and I gave a sad smile.

I know there's nothing sad about starting again Mum I just hope that through all this change I'm not going to forget what you and Dad taught me and that I won't forget you two. I'll make up with Darren tonight too I pinkie swear.

I raised my right hand and stuck out the pinkie to make a promise when I realised that there was no one to take it. I slowly dropped my hand back to my side and stared at the reflection.

'Mitchie hurry up or we're gonna be late!' Nate shouted from outside as Shane beeped the horn again.

I turned to leave when I could have sworn I saw my reflection wink at me. I quickly shook the image out of my head before I walked out the door, locked it behind me and then joined my friends in the car. Once again I found that I had the front passenger seat and with a bowed head I hopped it and dropped my shoes and bag on the floor before closing the door.

'Bout time Mitch; for a second there I was planning on ditching you and is that my t-shirt?' Shane asked in amusement as he started the car and pulled away from the curb.

'Don't worry Mitchie I wouldn't have let him do that and it looks better on you than him anyway' Nate reassured me and I heard Caitlyn awe over her boyfriend before it went weirdly silent and I figured that they were making out.

'He's right you know. You look...nice today' complimented Shane and I gave a small smile to acknowledge him before bending down and picking one of my Chucks up and slipped my foot into the knee-length boot.

The rest of the car ride was relatively quiet as Shane sang softly to whatever song happened to play whilst Nate and Caitlyn continued to kiss in the backseat. What was I doing? Well I was sitting in the front seat of one of the awesome-est cars I have even been in and silently crying. The one reason I had kept my hair long after the accident was because I found it awfully useful to hide behind when I was crying.

When we pulled up in the parking lot at school I moved to get out of the car with Nate and Caitlyn before Shane grabbed me by the hand and called out to his brother that we would catch up later. They both shrugged with smiles on their faces as they walked off to their lockers, hands almost perfectly fitting together.

I shifted so that I could leave again but Shane stopped me again with a simple tug of my hand. His hand left mine and moved to my chin and turned my face to meet his.

'What's going on Mitchie?' he asked concerned as he saw the almost dry tear tracks on my face.

'Nothing Shane...just drop what you don't know and go on like nothing happened as you never saw nothing' I mumbled before pulling my face away from his hand and got out of his car. I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder before quickly walking into the hallways, wiping my cheeks as I went.

'Naw what happened Michelle? Did someone have a bad morning?' I heard someone mock in a baby voice.

Knowing that it was Tess I bit my tongue and ducked my head as I continued walking forwards. I knew she was still behind me as I could still smell the cheap perfume that she had insisted was designer and "fabulous." I swallowed the growl that I felt coming as I heard her heels continue to "click clack" after me.

I mean who wears heels to school? It's stupid and so not practical.

'I see someone got herself all pretty today. Let me guess: you thought you wanted to look that little bit better so that you could catch the eye of a guy around here? I should inform you that you'll need a lot more than a trashy outfit to do that' Tess sneered and I could hear her getting closer.

'Tess; can we just go to our lockers? I was late to my classes yesterday and I can't afford another one today' Peggy complained in an irritated voice.

'I don't freaking care Peggy; you could go jump off a cliff. But right now I'm having a talk with Mitchie though she appears to be ignoring me' Tess said as I stopped in front of my locker. I could hear two sets of shoes walking away and I assumed Peggy and Ella had left and it was now just Tess and me.

By this time a few people had stopped what they were doing and were watching Tess continuously taunt the new girl and if you ask me a bit of the bystander effect was happening. They all knew how bad it was to have Tess on their back yet no one wanted to step up and help as they all assumed someone else would have the guts to.

Learnt that from Psychology yesterday...and they say school is useless and what you learn will never apply to real life.

'Didn't your Mum ever teach you better manners Mitchie? Didn't she ever tell you it's rude to ignore someone when they're speaking to you? Guess not but what else could you expect from trailer trash' Tess said and even though I knew I should not have bit I could not help it.

'You shut up about my parents Tess' I warned as I kept my back to her. I had my hands clenched into fists in my locker as my heart picked up speed.

'Does wittle Michelle Torres not like it when people talk about her Mummy and Daddy?' Tess asked in her baby voice.

'I said shut up!' I yelled as I slammed my locker door shut and turned on her.

'Did you just tell me to shut up?' Tess asked in shock though she recovered quickly. 'You little daughter of a skank as if you tell me that! Do you not know who I am? I'm Tess Tyler and with a blink of my eye I could make this whole school turn on you. With a small breath I could have your parents fired from whatever low life job they currently have. Though if you ask me people like you and your parents don't deserve to live...life would be a lot easier if you were all just killed off.'

I had managed to keep my cool up to the point. When she said that my parents didn't deserve to live I snapped. I cracked it. I flipped the lid. I lost the plot. Call it want you want but whatever it's referred to I did it.

I had lunged forwards to choke the petite blonde's throat though I ended a few centimetres short as someone had grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back. I stumbled due to the force that had pulled me away before I lunged forwards again but who ever had me had a tight grip and I only managed to hurt myself though at the time I could not have cared less.

'You cow! How dare you say that about my parents. You don't even know who they are! You don't know anything about me!' I shouted as Shane, at least I was pretty sure it was him that was holding on to me, pulled me back so that he was pressed up against me. 'The only reason you hate me and find the need to target me is because one of my friends is dating one of the Gray brother's and I'm friends with two of them. That's not even a legitimate excuse yet you still use it! You are a sad individual who finds the need to mistreat everyone and all because you have nothing better to do. You think everyone here respects you and honours the ground you walk on but they don't. They are afraid of you and hate how you treat them and I've noticed that and I've only been here one freaking day!'

'You are one stupid bitch you know that Michelle. You think you're so smart but you're not and I've known that after one day. You know how I found that out? You won't even swear when you're mad. What type of idiot does that?' Tess shouted back so that the whole corridor could hear her. I was still slightly amazed that no teachers and came out yet.

'I don't swear because I was taught better by my Mum and Dad and my name is Mitchie!' I yelled in frustration.

'And look where that's got you? I bet you they'll end up dead soon...goody-two-shoes always die early' Tess sneered and I could have sworn I felt my heart falter.

'Tess drop it; you have no right to talk to Mitchie like this' Shane said through gritted teeth as his hold loosened slightly.

'You – you can't – how dare you. Th-they are and you...you have no heart' I stuttered as I felt my throat constrict as my vision started blurring due to tears.

'Did I hit bullseye? Is little Michelle protective over her moronic parents?'

'My parents are dead you idiot...they're...dead' I finished in a whisper as the words finally hit me. Shane quickly tightened his grip around me before taking my bag out of my limp hands and slung it onto his back.

'Don't even think about coming near her again Tess or I swear to God you'll regret it' Shane threatened before pulling me away from the now whispering corridor.

Once we were outside Shane sat me on a wooden bench before sitting down next to me and pulling my tightly to his chest.

'I'm so sorry Mitchie; I never knew...I'm so sorry' Shane kept repeating over and over again as he soothingly rubbed my back in small circles.

'They're dead Shane...they're really gone...'I whispered into his shoulder as the tears streamed down my face and onto his shirts, both the one I was wearing and the one he was wearing. As one of his hand moved to the back of my head and gently stroked my hair I could feel the cold chain of the locket Darren gave me on my collar bone and that's when I realised what was in there. All though I had yet to open it I knew that when I did there would be a picture of the family. All five of us; Mum, Dad, Darren, me and our dog Michelangelo – Mikey for short. It was weird to think that now only two of us remained and that in a way this was my final goodbye to my three loved ones.