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-Next Day-

I waved goodbye to Cate as we separated, going our own ways for the today's classes. I adjusted my bag somewhat nervously as I walked the all too familiar path towards the dance cabin. They had found someone to replace Shane, at least temporarily, and I was, well, nervous. Not because of the new instructor, but because of all the memories in that cabin.

-Flashback-

"Shane! Where are we going? Where gonna get in trouble!" I said, giggling as we ran through the rain, Shane holding my hand for guidance through the pitch blackness.

"Oh Mitch, live a little! And I told you, it's a surprise." I heard him say, continuing to pull me down a path I had no idea where it led. I pouted, even though I knew he couldn't see it. He drags me out, in the rain, 3 in the morning, I wanted to know why! I stopped running, making him fling backwards at my sudden action.

"What's wrong?" He asked. I could barely see him, but I could feel his warm breathe on my face, and I could feel his hard body pressed against my arm. I smiled, grabbing his wet shirt and pulling his lips onto mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he immediately responded; winding his arms around my waist, bring me even closer to his oh-so-amazing body. I teasingly bit his bottom lip, pulling gently at it as I let my fingers get lost in his thick, wet hair. I heard him moan, making me smile as I completely controlled everything we were doing.

I pulled back slightly as I kissed down to his jaw line, lightly biting and sucking on the wet, warm flesh there. I heard him groan again somewhat hungrily, and I shivered in excitement from knowing I could do this to him.

"Mitchie, stop…" He growled, his hands sliding further down my back, resting right above my butt. I giggled, stepping onto my tiptoes to whisper in his ear.

"What's the surprise Shane?" I purred, nibbling on his ear lightly. I knew I had him right where I wanted him.

He rubbed his nose teasingly against my soaked hair, his mouth getting closer to my ear. I felt his hot breath, and knew what was coming.

"No." He stated, pulling back as he started to walk again, pulling me along with him. My jaw dropped.

"What!" I practically yelled, I knew what I did always worked – always. He laughed, pulling me closer as we continued to walk.

"You're just gonna have to wait, sorry baby." He laughed again, quickly kissing my lips and then picking up the pace. I blindly followed; I was still too shocked to really understand what was going on.

Before long, I felt his pace slowing down. Squinting, I made out the figure of the dance cabin. The dance cabin? That's why he dragged me out here. He suddenly stopped and I found myself standing at the bottom of the steps, looking at Shane like the crazy person he was.

"This is why yo-" But his lips cut me off, as he ran his fingers gently down my cheek. I shivered as he leaned his forehead against mine.

"I'm going to go and turn on the lights, and you're going to stay right here until I flick them on and off. Then you come in. Okay-dokey?" He said, smiling as the rain continued to beat down on us. I shook my head and laughed. I guess this is what you get when you date Shane Grey, aka, the guy who thinks his ideas are the brightest in the world.

"Yeah, okay loverboy. But if I get sick because of this, I'm blaming it all on you." I said glaring at him teasingly. He wiggled his eyebrows.

"Maybe we can get sick together…" He trailed off, kissing the corner of my mouth softly. I pulled back and punched him in the chest teasingly.

"Go turn on the lights Romeo." I said rolling my eyes as he started jogging up the steps, his laugh trailing back to me through the wind.

As soon as he opened the door and disappeared inside, I instantly felt alone and vulnerable. I wasn't a very independent person when it comes to things like this. Wrapping my arms around myself, I nervously looked around in the rain. Every little movement, every little sound sent shivers up my body. I was so relieved when I finally saw the lights flick on and off.

Jogging up the steps and onto the porch, I basically threw open the door like a mad woman, bursting inside. Leaning over on the door frame to catch my breath, I saw the lights go off again and heard soft music start to play. Blinking and letting my eyes adjust, I looked around, and was met with the most beautiful scene. It took my breath away.

There was Shane, hair a mess, soaking wet, and looking as gorgeous as ever, holding a single red daisy – my favorite.

Behind him, the studio was ablaze with candles, everywhere. On the shelves, on the floor, on the walls. It was break taking. A big blanket with pillows and a picnic basket were in the middle, with candles surrounding it.

I looked back up at Shane, gaping. I couldn't believe it. He'd never done anything like this before, it was so…so, beautiful. He slowly walked towards me, but I hardly noticed, I was still concentrating on how amazing this all was.

When I finally looked back up at him, he was already right in front of me, smiling that smile that always made me weak, holding out the flower to me. I shakily reached for it, but instead, he caught my hand, intertwining it with his as he pulled me close to him.

"I love you Mitchie." His voice deep and husky. It sent shivers down my spine. I smiled up at him.

"I love you too Shane." I said, forcing body to breathe properly. He grinned, backing up at bit and slowly getting down on one knee. I gasped.

"Oh Shane, I'm not eloping with you." My voice sped out before I could catch it. What was he doing? He laughed, getting back up as he pulled a heart shaped box out of his pocket. I looked at him confused.

"I'm not proposing angel, I promise. But it's a good thing we're not near Vegas though, cause it'd be a big temptation." He winked teasingly as he slowly opened the box showing a green encrusted 'S' with a little green heart in the corner. I bit my lip and grinned, looking up at him with tears in my eyes.

"Shane?" I questioned as he shakily took the necklace out of the box. He nodded, smiling. I could tell he was nervous, I'd never seen him look so insecure before. Smiling to myself, I gently kissed him, letting him know it was all right. He slowly opened his eyes and grinned, motioning for me to turn around. Lifting my still wet hair up, he put the necklace on, and smiled, lightly touching it. I turned back around, softly touching his cheek.

He smiled lightly, taking my hands.

"I had this whole amazing speech planned out in my head and right now I have no idea what it was. But I just…I love you Mitchie, you're my baby. And I wanted you to know that. I know sometimes I still get carried away with the media and 'the image' and everything, but I needed you to know that none of that matters as much as you. You've put up with so much from me, and even though I don't tell you it as much as I should, I love you. I do, angel. And I just…needed you to know that." His deep brown eyes burned with love as he looked into mine. I took in a shaky breath, the tears freely falling now. He smiled lightly, wiping my tears away as he pressed his lips against mine…

-End Flashback-

I blinked back the tears, shaking my head to try to make the memories some how go away. That had been the night I almost gave myself to him – almost. My heart ached for Shane, I couldn't try to deny it anymore. I still loved him. I probably would always love him, no matter if I was falling for Nate or not. Shane would always be my first love, and I couldn't keep telling myself I was over him. I wasn't.

God, the boy tore my heart out, and I still love him, so much. I sniffed, jogging the rest of the way to the cabin and running up the steps, keeping my head down to try and hide the tears. I settled in the back corner, feeling like I was reliving the day after Shane found out about me lying. It was the same damn corner that I sat in crying as he openly bashed me.

I shook my head again, cursing myself for letting my mind wander into memory land in the first place.

I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I tried to ignore them all, busying myself with some random thing in my bag. I didn't want their pity and I could careless what they all thought. I felt someone come up and sit beside me and already knowing who it was, I didn't even look up.

"Hey Mitch, you okay?" Tess asked, putting a comforting hand on my shoulder. I smiled. At least Tess had truly changed for the better. I looked over at her and nodded, putting in a light smile for good measure. She looked at me questioningly for a few seconds, but quickly smiled and nodded.

"Okay, well if you need anything, you know where to find me." She said, putting her hand on my shoulder one last time before standing up and walking over to wherever she came from. I sighed, you know it's really bad when you've got Tess Tyler pitying you. I mean granted, she has changed, she's not an egotistical bitch anymore, but she still has some major drama queen issues to work out. Bottom line, she's still not the nicest person you'll ever meet, so when you start getting her sympathy, things are going really bad for you.

Rolling my eyes and pulling my knees up, I buried my head in my hands, really hoping this new instructor would show up soon.

The door opened, and slammed closing hard, making everyone look towards that direction. The new instructor. Speak of the devil.

"Are you ready to dance?" The person shouted. Everyone shouted their agreement with confused faces.

"I can't hear you!" The person shouted again, still hidden by the darkness of the hallway. Okay, why does his voice sound so familiar? Everyone shouted louder this time.

"That's more like it!" And out jumped…

Jason?

What? What was he doing here? I stood up quickly, confused out of my mind. Jay doesn't dance…

"Jay, what are you doing here?" I asked as everyone displayed their disbelief and confusion on their faces.

"Instructing, silly!" He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. He grinned as he happily bounced over towards the stereo, inserting a CD in. Okay, now I'm confused. I looked over at Tess, who just shrugged back at me, looking just as confused.

"But dude, you…you don't dance." One of the guys said. I cleared my throat feeling really awkward. Not that I don't love Jay, but um…I've seen him try to dance before. White boy can't dance. I shook my head quickly, wanting those memories to go away fast.

Jay was the best they could do? I felt sorry for everyone who was going to have to see this.

"Oh really? Watch me." He said, pressing play and smiling as the music started.

Oh lord.

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"Oh my gosh! That was amazing!" Everyone shouted, surrounding Jason and complimenting him. I, Michelle Torres, was stunned.

Jason just danced…better than Shane? Was that possible? Really. Jason. Like, Jason, Jason.

I waited for the crowd to die down around him and walked over.

"And uh, where did you learn to do all of that? And why have you never danced like that before?" I asked, truly shocked. I'm not sure how much more of being shocked I can take. He put his hand on his hips, taking a pose of irritation.

"Why do people always think I can't dance?" He asked, looking somewhat hurt. I blinked.

"B-because I've like, seen you before and…I um, you don't uh…" I blushed, feeling a bit like an idiot. Okay a lot. He rolled his eyes and waved his hand dismissively.

"That dancing before? I was just being crazy." He laughed, turning back to the stereo. I furrowed my eyebrows. Um, okay then. Life's full of surprises I guess.

I turned around, and started walking back. Yeah, this definitely trumps all dumbfounded situations I've ever been in.

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Okay, I know this is a bit of a pointless chapter, but I really felt I needed to write it. I mean, I wanted to show Mitchie and Shane's relationship before everything and show that Shane wasn't always an ass.

I know I kind of went HSM2 on you in that flashback, but oh well, I felt like it. Lol. And I thought it would be kind of uplifting to end the chapter this way. Anywho…the next chappie will be more um, filled? Haha, it'll definetley be more on the Nitchie side, I just wanted to show that Mitchie was still very much heartbroken.

Hope you guys enjoyed it! And please review! My goal is to try to have 100 reviews by the 9-10 chapter. Hopefully you amazing readers can make it happen!

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