A/N: Once again I am apologizing for the super late updates. I have been working like 40 hours a week but I have some down time this week so lets just hope. Yea it's my birthday on Friday! Happy Birthday to both me and Joe Jonas haha.

Mitchie entered the school a few weeks later with a gloomy look on her face. Sierra took note of Mitchie's mood and gave her a friendly hug.

"Awe, it'll be ok Mitchie, he'll be back before you know it."

"Yeah, I know. It's just hard sometimes," Mitchie whispered.

Mitchie and Sierra chatted by their lockers until the bell rang and they headed off towards homeroom. In homeroom their teacher Mr. Cross handed out a sheet of paper.

"Next Friday we will be hosting a talent show here in the auditorium. Anyone wishing to participate can sign up in the main office. If you don't wish to participate come and watch for only five dollars. All of your money goes into the budget for our upcoming winter ball next month."

"Hey Mitchie, are you going to sing?" Sierra inquired.

Before Mitchie got the chance to respond Shaina jumped in. "Are you kidding me? Mitchie? Sing? I don't want to see the day. I like my ears the way they are. They don't want to bleed from her terrible voice."

"Hey! Mitchie is a great singer!" Sierra defended.

"Yeah, so is a walrus," she said sarcastically. Mitchie was fuming, but didn't say anything.

"I don't need you getting up on that stage and ruining my performance by making everybody leave before I even get the chance to sing."

"The only way she's going to ruin your performance is by out-singing you!"

"Yeah, well, I guess we'll just see about that next Saturday," Shaina said and strutted away.

When she was far enough away Mitchie attacked Sierra.

"SIERRA! WHY DID YOU DO THAT?"

"I-I was just defending you."

"Now by saying all of that you made it sound like I have to be in that stupid talent show that I want no part of."

"Why not Mitchie? Your singing is amazing!"

"I just don't want to ok?" Mitchie slammed her locker shut and walked out of the school building and headed home.

Sierra smiled noticing that she had left her cell phone behind. She went through her contacts landing on a certain number and dialed it.

After a couple rings someone picked up. "Hello?" asked the voice on the other line.

"Shane? Hi it's Sierra."

"How the hell did you get this number?" he asked with annoyance in his voice.

"Calm down I'm using Mitchie's phone, she doesn't know I'm calling you."

"Then why are you calling me? And for that matter where the hell is Mitchie and why are you using her phone?"

"If you would stop talking for two seconds I could tell you. God you're so annoying what does Mitchie see in you? Other than the fact that you're hot, famous, amazing-," she was cut short.

"Stop! Now tell me whatever the hell it was that you needed to or I'm hanging up."

"Next Friday our school's having a talent show and Mitchie wants nothing to do with it."

"Why?"

"I don't know she just flipped on me out of no where."

"Fine, I'll talk to her."

"Thank you that's all I wanted. You can always calm her down. I'm glad she found you."

"I'm glad I found her."

"Just don't hurt her or I'll kill you!"

"Along with Caitlyn, Barron, Lola, Sander, etc."

"Who?"

"No one. Anyway, I'm gonna call Mitch now."

"Alright give me fifteen minutes to get her phone back to her."

They hung up and Sierra headed over to Mitchie's house. She knocked on the door and was greeted by Mrs. Torres.

"Hi Sierra! Mitchie's up in her bedroom," she said cheerfully. Sierra muttered a 'thank you' and walked into Mitchie's room where she saw Mitchie at her keyboard singing.

"Hey," she said quietly. "You um, forgot your phone."

Mitchie took her phone from Sierra. "Thank you."

She pointed to the keyboard. "What were you playing?"

"Oh um it's nothing really."

"Come on we're best friends tell me."

"It's just a song that's all."

"Is it about Shane?" she teased.

"No," Mitchie lied though the blush in her cheeks revealed the truth.

"Ha! I told you!"

At that point Mitchie's phone began to ring.

"Speak of the devil," she said referring to Shane whose face appeared on the screen of her phone. "Hello?"

"Hey pretty girl." Mitchie grinned and blushed.

"I'm just gonna go," Sierra mouthed and exited the room.

"Hey pretty popstar."

"Hey for one it's rockstar and for two, rockstars aren't pretty."

Mitchie giggled. "Mine is," she answered.

Shane playfully rolled his eyes forgetting about the fact that she couldn't see him do it.

"Have you been working on any new songs?"

"Maybe," she said.

"Do I get to hear them when I come back I next week?"

"Maybe," she said again.

"Hey, you can play one for me at that talent show your school's having."

Mitchie froze. "How did you know about that?" she said with an edge to her voice.

"Well, um you see Sierra-," she cut him off.

"Sierra? Ugh! I can't believe it she went behind my back. I told her I didn't want to do it! And you!"

"What about me? What did I do?" Shane asked shocked. "All I did was listen to her talk."

"Exactly that! Any other time you walk away from her, ignore her, or you'd just hang up on her. Oh, but not now! Now you're buddies."

"Mitchie, she's concerned about you, which concerns me."

Mitchie just sighed.

"What's going on Mitch? Why don't you want to do the talent show? You're amazing you'll blow everyone away."

"That's just the thing, Shaina was insulting me once again today. Sierra pretty much signed me up for the thing when she told Shaina off."

"But why don't you want to sing?"

"Because, that's our thing."

"Our thing?"

"Music is one of the things we share together. It's part of my Camp Rock life. I like to keep my Camp Rock life separate from my home life."

"Pretty girl, Camp Rock life became part of your home life when I stepped into the picture. Your entire school knows we're together. They know we met at Camp Rock which is a music camp so they know you can sing. Like I said before with me around your Camp Rock life will always be a part of your home life, unless that's not what you want."

"No! That's what I want!" she said quickly. "You know you just helped me sort out my brain. Sorry I was being so stupid."

"Nah, you weren't being stupid."

"Thank you for lying," Mitchie said with playfulness in her voice.

"You're welcome," Shane laughed.

"I love you pretty popstar." Mitchie giggled.

"I give up. I love you too pretty girl. So am I going to be watching my favorite girl on stage singing next Friday night?"

Mitchie sighed. "Yeah you will."

Shane smiled. "Good."

"Five more days."

Shane responded saying, "Too long."

A/N: Something about the way I wrote Mitchie bothered me this chapter. I can't figure out what it is. Anyway talent show next chapter. Review please