Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Rock, Shane Gray, or Mitchie Torres (unfortunately) but I do own Kyle (also much to my dismay) and I now own Alan Gray as well

A/N: I didn't get quite as many reviews as I had hoped…but this ended up just being a short filler chapter for the most part. I promise chapter 5 will be intense and interesting, and a lot longer…I just had to set up for the party in this chapter so read…review if you want…there's more "nice" Kyle in this one (I know you all think he's creepy…me too!)

Chapter Four: Awkward Moment, Awkward Silence

The five minute car ride over to Shane's house seemed like it took a lot longer…maybe an hour…or three.

Once we finally pulled up in front of the house that, over the years, had become my second home. In the time that we had known each other (practically our entire lives) I had spent more than half of my time at Shane's house watching movies, playing cards, camping out in the yard, and just talking.

The sound of my door opening startled me…Kyle had walked around the car and opened my door for me…seriously, I want to know what kind of drugs he got into last night!

"You ready?" he sounded genuinely nice.

"Umm...yeah, let's go." I had to have sounded utterly confused…because I was.

We walked to the door and he was getting ready to ring the door bell…I just walked in.

"Hey, I'm here!" I'd been doing this for years after all…how could Kyle have known?

"In here, Mitchie!" came Mrs. Gray's voice from the kitchen. Mrs. Gray was like a second mother to me, especially when mine was gone on business trips which was practically all the time.

"Hey Mrs. Gray!" I said walking into the kitchen to find her slaving away opening the oven and removing pans, just to replace them with some more. "Where's Shane?"

"I think he's up in his room…why don't you and your friend go check?"

"Oh I almost forgot, this is my boyfriend, Kyle Flemming."

"Oh yes…I've heard a lot about you Kyle! Mitchie talks about you all the time."

"Nothing bad I hope." Kyle said with a smile.

"No, only the best of course!" Kyle didn't notice it, but I had known Mrs. Gray long enough that I could tell she was lying. I figured Shane would have told her some of the Kyle horror stories…I just hoped he hadn't told her everything.

We walked up to Shane's room and the door was cracked so I opened it. Shane was standing in front of his closet in his boxers and I gasped a little. Oh my God! I knew Shane had muscles…and I've seen him with his shirt off before, so why was this sight in front of me driving me nuts? Snap out of it Torres! Kyle is standing right beside you…Kyle who is being nice to you……for some reason.

"Hey, Shane. Fashion crisis?" I asked with a small giggle.

"Yeah, sort of." He laughed as he turned around. "What the hell is he doing here?" His face turned a bright shade of red, he looked like he was getting ready to blow.

"Calm down, Shane. Kyle came to help set up." I said this as I walked over to him and gave him a hug. "Be nice, he's fine" I whispered in his ear before I broke the hug. Was it just me, or did he try to hold on a lot longer than he should have? And the hug seemed closer, tighter than usual…

"So…." Kyle broke the awkward silence that had dropped in the room. "Let's go get things ready…after you're dressed of course" he laughed.

Shane's POV

Wow, this is weird! When Mitchie walked in, I swear I heard her gasp…and her face was pinkish red when I turned to look at her. It seemed like she was trying to keep herself from staring for too long.

"Hey, Shane. Fashion crisis?" Mitchie asked me with her cute little giggle she lets out sometimes…it's rare lately. Wait, did I just say cute?

"Yeah, sort of." I laughed as I turned around to face her. "What the hell is he doing here?" I could feel my face turning a bright shade of red, I was getting ready to blow when I saw Kyle Flemming standing in my bedroom.

"Calm down, Shane. Kyle came to help set up." Mitchie said as she walked across the room towards me and I pulled her in for a hug. "Be nice, he's fine" she whispered in my ear before breaking the hug. I think I tried to hold on to her a little longer than I should have…and I hugged her tighter than I had before.

"So…." Kyle broke the awkward silence that had dropped in the room. "Let's go get things ready…after you're dressed of course" he laughed.

I was still flaming a little on the inside, but I was trying to keep my cool…for Mitchie's sake of course.

"Haha, yeah…" I said. "I'll be right back" and I went into the bathroom to change and fix my hair.

Mitchie's POV

"He really doesn't like me, does he?" Kyle asked me.

"He doesn't like the way you treat me…well…no he doesn't like you." I stated, I was sort of afraid of how he would react to this.

"Yeah, I guess I can understand that. He's your best friend, he's just lookin out for you."

I was shocked. Kyle was just full of surprises today…I mean, what was up with the whole nice guy thing? This was like Kyle at the beginning of our relationship, not the Kyle I had been afraid of for the past several months.

Shane emerged from the bathroom about ten minutes later. "Okay, I'm ready lets go!"

And with that, he took off down the stairs and into the back yard with Kyle and me following.

We finally had everything sat up and it was about 15 minutes until guests were supposed to start flowing in. It had gotten dark and the three of us were just chillin by ourselves (Shane's parents were going out to dinner and to see a show, they trusted us to be responsible young adults…haha).

After a little bit longer, about five cars full of people pulled up in front of the house and parked along the street near Kyle's jeep. We looked out the windows and saw people flocking towards the door…

It was party time!