A/N: So you guys reviewed and I could tell most, if not all, of you were freaking out! So here, I've updated so you guys won't be freaking TOO much longer...

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Chapter Ten

I opened my eyes as soon as I heard my alarm clock. I hadn't really slept all that well since that ever since I had imagined that I was hearing his voice in my room yesterday afternoon. It was really strange. Not only had I thought I heard Shane's voice but it sounded like he was...apologizing? That was the really strange part. I initially thought that Nate was watching TV and maybe Shane was doing some interview or something but when I walked in to check on Nate, the TV wasn't on. In fact, he was just standing there, with my cell phone in his hand. What was he doing with my cell phone? Come to think of it, I thought I heard my text message ringtone go off while I was making us a snack. It was 'Love Story' by Taylor Swift...the one I had designated to ring only when Shane called or texted. Could it be possible that...? No, no way. Shane made it pretty clear he no longer had any interest in me and I had no interest in him either. At least, that's what I was trying to make myself believe.

"Mitchie," I sat up and turned my head to my room door. My mom was standing there, half her head poked in. "I don't want to ruin any plans you and Nate might have today, honey, but I need your help down at a park today. I'm catering for over 200 people and none of my employees can work today."

"Oh, sure I'll help, Mom. Let me just get dressed."

"Thanks sweetie." With that, she left and I hopped out of bed to get dressed. I texted Nate before, of course.

'Nate, gotta help my mom today so we can't hang out. Sorry :(' - Mitchie T.

I waited for my phone to let me know the message had been successfully sent then hopped in the shower.

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I parked down the street from her house. I wasn't totally ready to do this. I mean, if I was her, I wouldn't ever want to see me again. After all the hurtful things I said to her, I knew I was taking a chance asking for her to forgive me. I slid my black and white beanie on my head and put my favorite pair of white RayBans on and drove up into her driveway. It was now or never...

We both sat in her living room, holding hands, watching some stupid TV show. We were really just sitting there in silence enjoying each others company.

"So, do you wanna talk about...last night?" I said hesitantly.

"Well, my mom didn't think anything of me coming home at midnight which was good I guess." she said with a laugh.

"But what about why you came home that late?"

"That? That was...interesting."

"Interesting? What's that supposed to mean?"

"I don't know! I don't even know what I'm supposed to think about it." she said. I reached over and grabbed the remote to turn off the TV.

"Was it a mistake? Did we move too fast? Should we have waited?" I asked all in one breath.

"Wow Shane, you sound like me." I gave her the 'I'm Serious' look and she took off the RayBans that were sitting on the top of my head. "You love me. I love you. I completely trust you. I have no doubt in my mind that what we did, albeit a bit unsmart at our age but, I don't think it was wrong or anything."

I smiled and relaxed a bit. "Okay, good." she smiled back and then slid my glasses on her face. "Um, those are property of Shane!"

"Not anymore! Come on, let's take pictures! I need convince me that all this is real and I'm really dating you!" she grabbed my iPhone out of my pocket and started snapping photos of us together. This was one of the best photoshoots I've ever had.

I walked up slowly toward the door. I imagined all the things that could happen when she or her mom opened the door. Her mom, I'm sure, already knew about our situation and would probably, as nicely as she could, ask me to leave. Ms. Torres was a nice woman. I had no doubt she'd be sweet to me. Mitchie, on the other hand...I'm not sure what would happen. She could start yelling obscenities at me, kick me in a place I really would rather not be kicked in or she could just start crying. All three seemed horrible. So I prayed Ms. Torres would answer. I knocked on the door, ready for what was to come.

"She's not here." I turned my head to the left and saw a teenage boy jump from his seated position on top of the fence.

"Excuse me?"

"Mitchie. You're here for Mitchie aren't you? I don't know if you think those shades and hat are disguising you but they're not. At least, not very well." he said walking closer. By the end of his sentence. He was about five feet away from me.

"Um, who are you strange little boy?" I asked him. He smirked at me then walked a step closer.

"I'm Nate. Mitchie's new boyfriend." My heart dropped into my stomach and I was waiting for it to fall out my butt. This little puke is Mitchie's new boyfriend? Talk about downgrade.

"Wait, how do I know you're not lying?" I asked. It was true. I've never seen this kid before. Sure she's talked about him but she said he was a 'little brother' to her. Since when do people date their little brothers?

"Because I have no reason to lie to you. I have nothing to prove to you. I'm simply here to tell you to leave and don't come back." I couldn't help but laugh at his seriousness. This time, I took a step forward.

"Listen here little boy, I don't know why you're saying all these things but you should just stick to staring at Mitchie through your bedroom window and leave the rest to me." I said. I was truely amused by this guy.

"Staring at Mitchie through my bedroom window? That's funny considering the only bedroom I'm in these days is hers." I walked up close to him. Our faces were nearly touching.

"You're lying." I said through gritted teeth.

"Like I said before, I have no reason to lie to you." he smirked again. I balled my fist. What was keeping me from pounding this kid's face in? I mean, its not like anyone would believe him if he said, 'Oh Shane Gray kicked my ass!'. "Do yourself a favor. Forget about Mitchie. Don't call her. Don't text her. Don't e-mail her. Oh, yeah, and don't make an ass out of yourself on national TV for her either."

"You know it's only a matter of time before Mitchie realizes messing with little boys isn't cool and comes back to a real man." Jeez, was that the best insult I could come up with?

"And what is it that makes you a 'man' exactly?" he asked.

"Well, for one I've slept with your 'girlfriend'." I blurted that out so quickly I didn't even realize that I probably shouldn't have said that. The look on his face, however, was so priceless, it was totally worth it. He just gave me one of those angry, wannabe tough guy head nods and walked back to climb over the fence. I laughed to myself and then turned back toward the door. I was about to knock again until I realized the puke was right. She was here. I did, however, get a genius idea and went in my wallet and pulled out an old restaurant receipt. I grabbed a pen out of my other pocket, where I always kept one handy, and wrote a little message on the back.

'Hey, Mitchie, I came to talk but you weren't here. Please call me. We REALLY need to talk. - Shane. :)'

I attached in to the door with a little piece of gum I had been chewing. Hey, I really wanted her to see it and I had no tape. I looked at it, took a deep breath and made my way back to my car. I prayed to God and all the angels about that she'd see it.

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So, how'd you guys like it? Do you think Mitchie will see the note? Do you think Nate is up to no good? SHOULD you think Shane is up to no good? Why am I asking these questions?! lol Like I said, I have no laptop for a while because its at the doctor but I'll still update regularly. :] Love ya guys :D