"Hello, poppet, what are you doing here?" He asked, and I never felt more at home.

"I go to school here...the real question is what are YOU doing here?" I said, walking up to the front of the room to talk with him in private.

"I'm your new music teacher. It got boring sitting at home on the off-season...so I decided to take a job here. What I want to ask is how is Shane? And why do you have his ring?" He asked pointing to my hand.

I held it up, to look at it again. "Don't worry. It's just a promise that he would marry me some day, and that he would always love me, no matter what happened on the tour." I said, and smiled.

"Ok, just wanted to know. Now head back to your seat, this is going to be a fun class." Brown told me, and walked to his desk, as I walked back to mine.

"Well, now that that is done with, I can introduce myself. You can all call me Brown, I'm your new music teacher for the year" He said.

"Now, I know all of you are stoked to get started, but I have only one rule in here, and you have to follow it. You must HAVE FUN! Its all about music, thats all. I don't care if you use your cells or pull out your laptop and throw together a nice mix, but it must be about music in here!" He said, and he looked at me and I knew it was permission to talk to Shane during this class.

I pulled out my cell phone, and before I could even type the first word, Heather started bitching.

"Brown, Mitchie has her phone out and she's probably txting her boyfriend" Heather said in a mock tattling voice, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"And you are?" Brown asked,

"Heather Richley, I say she loses her phone" Heather stated with a smile

"Well, Heather, Mitchie is doing something that falls under the category of music, so she can keep her phone, and you should leave her alone." Brown said.

Go Brown! I said in my head, before going back to my phone.

You knew Brown was my teacher, didn't you?

Yep, I just wanted you to have a surprise

Jerk!

Hey, that does hurt you know. It's just an image.

"Who is he, Mitchie!" Heather said, she was standing over me trying to read my conversation.

"Back off, Heather!" I said, pissed, "Just because everyone follows you and you know everything, doesn't mean it will kill you not to know who my boyfriend is!" I screamed at her.

"Ladies, Ladies, would you calmly back away from each other!" Brown said, walking to the back.

"Heather, go work on your music, and Mitchie, I think its time to tell my nephew you have to go?" He said, and I nodded

Thx to Heather, I have to go

Why?

Well, she tried finding out who you are by reading my conversation over my shoulder, and I kinda yelled at her, and Brown told me to stop

Ok, well txt me at lunch.

Love you jerk

Love you jealous

I put my phone away, and pulled out my songbook. I had almost finished that song, and I wanted it done by the concert that was in 2 months, the last concert of Connect 3's tour.

"Now that, I want to see, Miss Torres" Brown said, walking over to me.

"Sorry, Brown. One view per person. It's not done yet, I just need the last verse." I said, and saw his face.

"You'll be the second one to hear it. I'm saving it for him when he's done you-know-what" I said, and he smiled.

"He's lucky to have you, Mitchie, we all were" Brown said, before moving around the room.


Brown is so sweet! He's really fun to write! I hate Heather...and I invented her!