Ever since I woke up this morning, I've been determined. Determined to find the one, the only: Shane Joseph Adam Gray. Once I find him… damn, I knew I should've mapped this out last night. And so I go up to him. Then what?
"Ms. Torres," a voice broke my thoughts. I shook my head then looked at the driver who was holding the door out for me.
"Mmmhmm?" I sounded quickly texting Sierra.
"We have arrived Ms. Torres," the driver said.
"Oh right… thanks Randy," I said getting out. Randy handed me my school bag and a V8 Fusion (which I have a habit of drinking in the morning since I can remember).
"Have a good day Ms. Torres," he said as I took them out of his grasp and he closed the backseat door.
"You too Randy," I said and walked away. I stood a few feet away, just looking up at the building. I hope he hasn't said anything yet. Sighing, I walked into the building with fear. Alright… so far so good. I haven't seen him yet. I proceeded to my locker. Being a little fidgety, I jumped at the sound of the locker next to me closing.
"Whoa… are you ok Torres? You seem tense…" Caitlyn observed.
"Wh-wh-wh-what m-m-makes you s-s-say that?" I stuttered. Nice job… wait. Maybe she wouldn't have noticed.
"Well for one, you jumped. Now you're stuttering. What next? Hiding?" She joked and laughed. So much for not noticing.
I laughed uneasily. "Yeah… hiding… that's ridiculous." I shut my locker. Hmm actually hiding's not a bad idea.
"Oh! I meant to ask you and I just remembered this morning… do you go on Facebook? Or at least Twitter?" Caitlyn asked excitedly.
Ok just because I have a laptop, doesn't mean I'm supposed to have a Facebook, Twitter or that other site…MySpace.
"Caitlyn, for the last time, I don't have whatever you just said. I feel like I shouldn't. Besides, aren't those sites kinda stalker-ish? I mean seriously, I looked up Demi Lovato on Google and there was a link that was from Twitter. And the description box had the words 'stalk Demi Lovato!' No thanks….Facebook… people can see your conversations with practically anyone! Isn't that like and invasion of privacy? 'Hey I saw that you and Shelly were talking about me on Facebook…' (Smiles for a second) not a great idea," I pointed out as we walked into the classroom.
Caitlyn rolled her eyes as we made our way to our seats. "Ugh… you are not normal. EVERYBODY has at least a Twitter or Facebook… even a MYSPACE!"
I rolled my eyes. "ANYWAYS… back to what you were saying." I knew that if I disagreed we'll be back on this never-ending feud over why I don't have a MySpace, Twitter, and/or Facebook.
Caitlyn paused for a second. "Uh ah I don't remember… see what happens when you take me off track?" she said dramatically and turned around to get something out of her bag.
I shrugged and pulled out my song book. Now which song was I working on? Oh I-
"OH!" Caitlyn exclaims and I jumped. She turned around to face me and I shut my little book. I just stared at her. "Shane Gray canceled the upcoming video and when asked why, he simply just said, I don't feel like it. I heard the video was going to be awesome, but last night he just canceled it. Just canceled it like it wouldn't almost cost him the band's label!"
"Why'd he cancel it?" I asked suddenly interested.
"Who knows? Only Shane does," Caitlyn answered and Brown entered the room.
"Hey Hollywood!!!" Brown said in a rocker voice and the class laughed.
"Hey Brown," we shouted.
"Alright, well before I do roll call… Hollywood High is holding… a talent show I guess you can call it. We're still debating on the name of the show. We're thinking 'Hollywood Idol, but people might get that confused with American Idol, so… yeah. It'd be great to see you guys up on there… winner gets to record a song with Connect 3," Brown said and the class started buzzing.
"OMJ Mitch you should totally sign up!" Caitlyn encouraged.
"Yeah! Then go up there, look out to the crowd only to have myself run off," I said sarcastically.
"But Mitchie, you're awesome!" Caitlyn gushed.
"Yah Mitchie… you should totally sign up," Tess said. Whoa, when did she get here? And indulged herself in this conversation. Caitlyn and I looked at Tess confused. "With my group… you and your vocals would sound awesome in the background." Caitlyn sent me a look as Tess kept on talking. "Being new and everything… going solo is a big risk taker… there's a chance that they won't like you, and well you'll be at the bottom of the chain. Lower than the geeks. Catherine here would be ashamed to be your friend."
"It's Caitlyn," Caitlyn corrected and Tess just waved her hand like 'yeah, yeah'.
I looked at Caitlyn and she just rolled her eyes. Tess was watching me closely, awaiting my answer. Should I say yes? No? "Uh I'll think about it," I told Tess. Eh that's safe. It's not a yes but it's not a no.
"Fine… just give me a ring if you're in," Tess said before walking away. I rolled my eyes and opened up my little book. Feeling a pair of eyes on me, I looked up at Cait.
"What?" I questioned.
"Are you seriously thinking about joining Tess's group? Did you even listen to the warning I gave you?" Caitlyn asked.
I chuckled. "No… back-up or not, you won't see me on that stage," I said and got up as the bell rang.
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Free period…
I haven't seen Shane so far… I wonder why. It can't be because of the cancelation of the video, that'd be very immature. I didn't get a chance to talk to Nate or Jason yet. Walking around aimlessly, I wandered outside. Gasp! Why didn't I think of this first? I walked towards the little cabin. As I neared it, I heard faint music playing. I opened the door a little bit to hear what's going on 'til the door creaked.
"Can't a guy get some privacy around here?! You're trespassing," a voice boomed out.
I jumped a little, letting the door closed. I released the breath I realized I was holding and looked to the ground. That was close. The door creaked open and I looked up to a Shane Gray. "S-sorry… I-I was just walking by and-" I paused. "Was that you playing?" I asked curiously.
"Yeah… it wasn't the usual cookie-cutter popstar garbage," he said. "Sorry to disappoint."
I giggled. "No, you didn't. I liked it. I mean, for a cookie-cutter poptsar stuff, it was awesome."
Shane smiled. "Thanks… so what were you doing over here?" he asked.
I froze. "Oh, uh… I came to ask you-"
"On a date?" he interrupted. "Sorry Mitch, I'd love to, but I'm busy at the moment."
I looked at him offended. "Err keep dreaming popstar… I came to ask you about last night. What do you know?"
Shane sighed and walked inside. I followed him in and sat at the table he was sitting at. "Let me ask you a question, or two. One: why'd you lie? And two: where really is your mom?"
Ah out of all the questions in the world, he picked hardest two. Sure the answers seem easy, but they're not. Now which one is the easiest to answer… "It's not that simple Shane," I said and looked down at the table.
"It's just simple questions," he retorted.
"Yeah to you!" I snapped. Shane looked at me startled. "Sorry…" I sighed. "To answer your first question, I lied to protect myself…"
"What are you protecting yourself from?" Shane asked suddenly sitting next to me. My phone vibrated: a text from Caitlyn telling me to meet her in the front for lunch. I look up at Shane who was watching me closely.
"Sympathy?" I answered and watched as confusion etched across his handsome features. Stop it Mitchie! "Where do you think my mom is?" I asked wondering what he thought.
Shane started blushing. Aww… He ran a hand through his wonderful hair. "Uh I guess…" he trailed off. "Promise not to hate me?" he asked and I nodded. "Ok… well I thought that you're mother's in jail or rehab," he muttered.
I started laughing. Honestly, there's no humor in those situations either, but I just found it funny. My sweet nurturing mother in jail?! For what? Telling me I can go far if I set my mind on it? Rehab?! She has an addiction to caring about me? I don't know why, but just picturing my mother in jail or rehab is just plain weird, knowing who she is. He must've missed the whole 'rest in peace' thing. Through my laughing fit, I saw Shane staring at me like I'm psycho. At one point, those laughs turned into sobs.
"Shh… Aww Mitchie," Shane cooed and wrapped his arms around me, letting the tears fall on his shirt. When I calmed down a bit, I picked my head up and wiped my red eyes.
"Sorry," I apologized with my voice cracking. My phone vibrated, but I just ignored it.
"You ok?" he asked rubbing my back in a soothing motion. I nodded and leaned into Shane's side. We sat in silence for a few minutes. The only sounds were my sniffles and Shane's humming.
"My mom was the best..." I said and Shane's humming stopped. "Always there for me… 'til that day, almost a month ago." I took a deep breath. Mitchie, stop while you can! "My mother got very, very sick. Nothing was making her better." I waited for Shane to say something, but he didn't, so I continued. "She kept telling me that she was getting better and that she'll be on her feet by tomorrow. But I saw her, she was far from getting better. The day before I was supposed to head back to school…" I paused and choked back the tears. "Sh-she died." I let the tears fall silently.
"Aww Mitchie I'm so sorry," Shane said and pulled me into a bone crushing hug. "I bet you that your mom was a wonderful person." I smiled but it went away just as fast as it came. Shane finally let go of me and looked me in the eyes. "What's wrong Mitch?"
I sighed. "It's just… that's exactly why I don't want anyone to know." Shane looked puzzled. "When I got back to school, people kept giving me this sympathy looks and kept telling my mom was a great person. Don't you think I know that?! I was so fed up I was about to punch the next person who apologized. And I didn't want any of that here, so I just made up that she's just on a different continent, which my aunt who helped my mom raise me is at. She was like another mom to me."
Shane got up. "Alright… well so far, I'm the only one that knows, and we're going to pretend that I don't know," he said smiling.
I smiled back. "Ok…"
Shane laughed and grabbed my hand. "Come on Mitchie, let's go grab lunch."
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Dance…
"Oh thank God you're alive!" Caitlyn exclaimed as I entered the dance studio.
"Yes… I'm alive," I said sarcastically and Caitlyn rolled her eyes.
"Where were you? I kept thinking something happened to you!" Caitlyn said as we picked a pot on the floor to warm up.
I glance to where the classroom door opened and Shane walked in. He gave me a smile and winked before joining his buddies on the opposite side of the room.
"Oh… I got you… you were with Shane," Caitlyn said and nudged me. I turned my head to look at her.
"I was not…"I lied.
"Mmmhmm… that explains why you're blushing," Caitlyn pointed out.
I rolled my eyes. "Am not!" I protested.
Caitlyn was about to reply but the teacher walked in. Whew… right in time!
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Music…
I walked down the hall and felt someone grab my arm. "Tell me!"
"There's nothing to tell!" I said as we walked into the music room.
"Yes there is! If nothing happened and you weren't with him, then why is he sitting next to your regular seat?" Caitlyn asked.
I looked over to our seats and sure enough Shane was sitting in the one next to my usual seat. "Ugh, he's probably just there to bug me…" I was about to head over to our seats, but Caitlyn halted me.
"I know you were with him… just tell me what happened," she pleaded. I glanced in Shane's direction and he was chatting up a storm with this other kid.
Hmm… why not have a little fun with this shall we? "Fine, fine… come here," I grabbed Caitlyn hand and dragged her towards the grand piano that is far from everyone else. "Shane and I… became one with each other."
Caitlyn gave me a puzzled look before realization hit her. "You two didn't…" I nodded. "But he has a purity ring! He can't! That's like… against everything he believes in!" she whispered clearly worried. "OMJ! And you were his first… lucky…"
I bit my lip from laughing so I smiled. "Yeah… But Cait you can't tell anyone," I said.
"Yeah like I have the audacity to… you know how many people would scold him and then the female population that would kill you," Caitlyn said as we walked to our seats.
"Hey Mitchie," Shane said.
"Hey Shane," I greeted.
"Aww… aren't you two so cute?" Caitlyn said then gave Shane a cold stare before sitting down.
Shane leaned towards me and whispered, "Did I do something?"
"You know Shane…. if she falls prego you must stand up and be a man," Caitlyn whispered before leaning back and taking out her Music folder.
Shane looked at her like a deer in headlights. "What is she talking about?" Shane asked.
"Hey Cait… can you get me some music sheets over there," I asked and she nodded before walking away. "Caitlyn was wondering where I was at lunch and she asked the boys and they haven't seen either of us and she suspected that we're hanging together. I noticed your purity ring around your neck, so I joked saying that we uh… we became one."
Shane started laughing. "That explains so much," he said. "Oh look… she's coming back, quick-" I didn't even process what he said because next thing I knew, my head was tilted and so was Shane's. it looked like we're kissing, though we're not.
"Ugh… gross," Caitlyn said. "Here." She looked away and shoved the paper into my left shoulder.
I pulled back and grabbed the papers. "Thanks." Caitlyn's face was priceless. Shane and I burst out laughing and everyone was looking at us strangely, even Brown.
"Great! Shane, Mitchie you guys volunteered to go first," Brown said. Immediately we shut up.
"That's nice of you, Brown, but it's best if someone else goes first," Shane suggested. Brown shook his head and Shane and I reluctantly got up and walked to the front. Shane grabbed a guitar and was about to start playing when I grabbed it from him.
"You sing… I can't do it," I said.
"Mitchie… we BOTH have to," he said taking the guitar back.
I frowned and turned to face the class as Shane began to play.
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'I didn't wanna say I'm sorry, for breaking us apart
I didn't wanna say it was my fault even though I knew it was
I didn't wanna call you back, cause I knew that I was wrong
Yeah I knew I was wrong
One in the same, never to change our love was beautiful
We got it all, destined to fall, out love was tragical
Wanted to call
No need to fight
You know I wouldn't lie
But tonight, we'll leave it on the line…'
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Shane finished the last note. The room was quiet for a second before this HUGE applause filled the air. Shane and I high fived and smiled at each other. "Fabulous, fabulous! You two are rocking!" Brown said.
Shane and I walked back to our seats. "OMJ you guys are awesome!" Caitlyn gushed as Mary and Joey went up to sing 'New Classic.' We blushed and I hid my face in Shane's shoulder without thinking. "Oh and why were you two laughing?" Caitlyn asked.
I looked up at Shane and we smiled. "The fact that you believed us," I said and we lowly chuckled. She looked so confused. "Like I would ever get into Shane Gray's pants… Cait, I'm not Tess," I stated.
"Oh Mitchie, you know you want to," Shane said and I rolled my eyes.
"Great job Joey and Mary… up next, Caitlyn and Nate…" Brown said.
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Torres residence!
"Hey Raul," I greeted walking into the yard.
"Hey Mitchie… how was school?" he asked as he cleaned the pool.
"It was good…" I said watching him.
"Oh that's nice," he commented. I nodded my head, still watching.
"Well I'm gonna go do homework… call me for dinner?" I asked.
"Sure… oh and I hope you know that Hollywood High doesn't have school on Fridays," Raul said.
"Really?" he nodded.
"It all started around when the school first opened to only Hollywood children. The parents would take them out on Fridays or Mondays for like vacations and such, mainly Fridays though, so they just cut off having school on Fridays. That's why you get out at 4," Raul explained. "Oh and Fridays are also if you missed a day during the week."
And that explains why there's so much homework… "Eh well I'll do it so my weekend's free. See you," I said and headed inside. What should I do this weekend?
I climbed the stairs and walked into my room. Hmm… how does a party sound? Tomorrow night? Steve doesn't get back 'til Saturday night and well Raul's here, so we have some type of adult supervision. Interesting…
I grabbed my laptop and did the daily routine: check mail. I deleted all the junkie and clicked COMPOSE.
To: mom (conniecaters9)
Subject: [none]
From: Mitchie (DOntFOrgET15)
Hey mom. How are you? I'm great. My days here in Cali aren't as bad as I thought they'd be, though I've been here for almost a week. Shane read an email to you yesterday. Gah! I was about to die! But I talked to him about it, and it's all good…though I broke down on him, which right as I'm typing this seems such a loser move! I mean seriously, I cried on THE Shane Gray. Lately he's all I think about, which seems so un-like of me. Interesting fact: Hollywood High only has days Monday to Thursday. Fridays are make-up days. Now what am I supposed to do tomorrow? Well other than sleep-in. I
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"Writing to your mom?" a voice causes me to stop. I looked up to see Shane standing in my doorway.
"How'd you-"
"Raul let me in. Told me you started homework, but from the looks of it," looks around the room. "You are doing anything but that," Shane answered. "Tell your mom I said hi."
I smiled. "Hold on. This'll only take a moment." Ok back to where I was…
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might just hang out with my pals. Maybe even have a party while dad's still away. Don't worry, there'll be supervision… Raul, ha, ha. Mom, I gotta go. Shane's here and says hi. And no… we're just hanging out as friends.
With much love,
~Mitchie.
I hit send and closed the laptop. "Does she get them?" Shane asked.
"Physically? Can't, because her account doesn't work. But it helps," I said and slid off the bed. "Come on, let's go ask Raul something." I grabbed Shane's hand and pulled him out of my room.
"What are you going to ask him?" Shane questioned as we speeded down the steps and into the kitchen.
"Raul," I called to grab his attention. "Can I have a party tomorrow?" I asked innocently.
Raul looked at me startled. Then bowed his head. Man… I was so praying that he'd say yes. Suddenly he looks up and pulls out a bag of chips. I grinned. "I was wondering when you were going to throw one."
I shrieked and hugged Raul. "Awesome!" I said then turned to Shane. "Call up as many people as you can, but make sure this party is under wraps." Shane grinned and opened his phone as I pulled out mine. I texted Caitlyn. She texted back saying she'll get the music down.
"All set. I just text Nate and Jason. Once you got them, in about 5 minutes, you got half of the sophomore and freshman teens at Hollywood High," Shane said.
"Nice… so in celebration of my first Hollywood party, I call for a game of tennis on the Wii's sport center," I said smirking.
"You're on," Shane said and we left for the rec room.
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