Shane's POV:

After Mitchie left, I went back to the pool, mad.

"Shane," Tess whined.

I shot daggers at her. "Shut up!"

I remember how it all happened because it was just a week ago.

"Shane?" a familiar voice said.

I turned around. "Tess?"

"Hey," she smiled. I thought she was innocent and safe, so I walked over to her. "Just finish recording?"

I nodded. "You're just going in?"

"Yeah," she told me. "I'm coming out with my first album."

I thought she matured. "Congratulations."

"Hey, maybe we could hang out some time," she suggested. "Just as friends, of course."

I smiled thinking how glad Mitchie would be to know Tess had changed. They could be friends again. "Sure," I said as she gave me her number and I gave her mind.

"I'll call you when I'm done here."

And then the next day, we were at her house and we were alone. Mistake one.

Out of nowhere, she kissed me and I started thinking of Mitchie, and kissed back. Mistake two.

She pulled away and smiled. "That was great."

I frowned. "Look, Mitchie and I-"

"I already know, you guys were all over each other."

"Tess, this doesn't mean we're-" she cut me off again.

"Mitchie won't know…and besides, it seemed like you liked it." She smiled seductively.

I sighed. Tess was kind of beautiful. "Alright." Mistake three.

All it took was three mistakes to lose Mitchie.

"I can't believe I was stupid enough to go along with you," I spat.

She rolled her eyes. "Please, I'm not the one who was stupid enough to go behind her back." Tess gave her evil smirk.

"Get out!" I yelled. "I don't want you here!"

"Well, my jobs already done anyways." Tess Tyler still had her smirk on as she walked out of the house.

I looked for Nate, but then quickly remembered he took Mitchie home. My Mitchie. My old Mitchie. I went up to the mini studio and did what I always did when I was mad. I took out the electric guitar, and picked one of our songs that I could just get my anger out. Jason must've heard me from the moment he walked in because the first place he went was there.

"Tell me why, it hurts so bad," I struck the last chord and looked at Jason.

"What happened?" he asked. "Did Tess cause this?" Jason is a little dumb, but he does show his intelligence every once in a while.

I looked down. "Mitchie found out."

Jason sighed. "I can't say I told you so, but Nate told you so."

"I know, but when Tess was around it was like she was Mitchie."

"So, you only dated her because you thought about Mitchie?"

I nodded, realizing it myself.

"So Shane Gray used Tess Tyler just because he couldn't wait for his girlfriend or visit her?"

"I know, I'm stupid," I told him strumming a random chord angrily. "I'm stupid and Mitchie deserves better than me."

"You're letting her go, just like that?"

I nodded. "When you love someone, you let them go. And maybe love will come back." I said thinking about Mom, when she told me that when I first fell in love.

"That's all true and stuff," Jason replied. "But you shouldn't let her go that easily. Let her know what was going on, at least, and if she doesn't want to hear anymore, and then go with what you just said."

I slightly smiled despite my feelings. "Thanks, Jason, you really helped."

"No problem." He said.

I put the guitar away and grabbed my keys. It couldn't be too late, I hoped.

Mitchie's POV

It had been two hours and Nate's cheered me up so much. Even though he can't take it away, he's healed me just a little. Our quiet laughter faded and I looked into his eyes. They were so clear. He's the one that wrote a lot of their hits, his heart was the reasons for their success – most of it, anyway. My minds slipped away from him and focused on Nate. I never realized how cute he looks. Without thinking, I leaned in and so did he. Our lips crashed against each other sweetly and we held it for a good three seconds before pulling away.

Both of us were in shock, but we couldn't say anything. We stared at each other for a good minute before we jumped as the bell rang.

Finding my voice, I said, "I…I'll get it." I stood up as he nodded silently and opened the door. My anger and sadness quickly returned the second I saw who it was. "What do you want?" I asked trying my best to pretend like I didn't want a thing to do with him. I don't, but I can't help but want to fall into his arms or him to say "What are you talking about?" and then he'd take me in his arms and kiss me, and then I could wake up. But none of this would happen, because what has gone on has been very real. I took my hand behind my back and pinched myself.

Things I know: Shane Gray cheated on me with Tess, Nate kissed me just moments ago, and this is very, very real.