Two years later


Nate, Shane, and Jason were all sitting in the back of their limo listening to the radio. After a while, it got quiet. They all sat there with their eyes closed and listening to music. Suddenly, a real mellow tone started playing on the radio. It was very peaceful and just a guitar. For no reason, Nate listened closely to the lyrics.

You tucked me in, turned out the light
Kept me safe and sound at night
Some people depend on things like that
Brushed my teeth and combed my hair
No matter what you were here
You were always there when I looked back
You had to do it all alone
Make a living, make a home
Must have been as hard as it could be
And when I couldn't sleep at night
Scared things wouldn't turn out right
You would hold my hand and sing to me
Caterpillar in the tree
How you wonder who you'll be
Can't go far but you can always dream
Wish you may and wish you might
Don't you worry, hold on tight
I promise you there will come a day
Butterfly fly away
Butterfly fly away, butterfly fly away
Got your wings now you can't stay
Take those dreams and make them all come true
Butterfly fly away, butterfly fly away
You've been waiting for this day
All along and knowing just what to do
Butterfly, butterfly, butterfly, butterfly fly away
Butterfly fly away
Butterfly fly away

Once the song had ended, Nate's face was pale. He remembered the last time he saw Mitchie. That voice. Those lyrics. It was her. He looked at Shane who was staring at the radio. The DJ started to talk.

That was a brand new hit by a brand new star, Mitchie Torres! That was her new hit single that is topping the charts as we speak!And speaking of chart topping we have Mitchie with us right now! Mitchie, can you tell the listeners what that song is about?

Mitchie replied, "Well, I dedicated that song to my best friend in the whole world. I was going through a tough time and those were the words he told me"

Freakster radio will be right back after these few messages! Don't go away!

Mitchie Torres just stepped out of the back of a sleek black car, her new driver holding it open for her. She smiled big. "Thank you, Charles." she said. He nodded. "You're welcome Ms. Torres." he replied. She smiled and started walking towards the enormous building. She met her agent at the big doors. "Hey Aiden." she greeted him. "Helloooo Mitchie. Happy almost birthday." he stopped and looked at her. She narrowed her eyes. "What?" she asked. He led her inside to the front desk of the building. "In just a second I'll show you what." he grabbed his lap top, which was sitting on the desk and rotated it to where it was facing them. He pointed at the screen. Mitchie's eyes widened. "No!" she breathed, her grinning ear to ear. "Butterfly Fly Away made number one?!" she practically yelled. Aiden smiled. "Yes yes yes!" he shouted with her. He got a serious look on his face. "And now that you have a number one hit single-" he took a dramatic intake of breath. "You have to show the world that you are single." Mitchie narrowed her eyes at him. "Where are you going with this Aiden?" she asked flatly. She hadn't had a boyfriend since two years ago. She'd rather not relive that. He put his sun glasses on. "On August 13, you perform your song just down the street at the theater to thousands of people. Then, on August 15th-" Mitchie winced. She remembered that Shane's birthday was on the 15th. He was turning 22 this year. And she would be 19 just days after. "There is a big concert for dozens of celebs. Everyone who's anyone is going to be there. It is at the Starlight Scene club. And you are performing. You get to choose which of your new songs you want to sing. There will be many people performing that night. I had a stylist set out an outfit for both of these events. It will prove to the public that you are single, but you know how to party." He winked. "Just not too hard." and with that, he walked away. Mitchie sighed. "Ok then." she said in a bright tone.

She walked outside to her driver and stepped in. "Can you just take me home Charles?" she asked politely. He nodded and started driving. She gazed out the window at the sky scrapers that surrounded her. She mesmerized the tall buildings and traffic.

About an hour later, they were out of the city completely. Twenty minutes after being out of the city, they got onto a long stretch of dirt road. They were now surrounded by country. Just trees and nature. The dirt road was about two and a half miles long. They came to a gate that slowly opened.

"Um," Mitchie broke the silence. "You can just let me out here." The driver nodded and stopped the car. She smiled at him and stepped out. She waved just before the car turned around and drove away.

Mitchie pressed a small button that closed the gate behind her. She took a breath and looked around her. She hated how the place brought back memories. But she loved the nature.

She walked inside finally, for once in her life, feeling good. She had made a number one hit single. It was all because of Nate Gray.

Jason turned the radio off. "You know," he tried awkwardly, "There might be another Mitchie Torres in the world-" he stopped talking when Shane gave him a glass cutting glare. "Nevermind." he mumbled. "Do you know what this means?" Shane asked suddenly. Nate didn't say a word throughout the whole conversation. He just smiled to himself. He was proud of her. She made it. She made her dreams come true.

Jason shook his head.

Shane looked at him as if it were obvious. "This means we found her! Two years and we found her!" he yelled, totally stuck in his own world. Jason shook his head. "Yeah, dude. It has been two years. Which means haven't you moved on?" he asked. He immediately knew that answer once he looked back to every song they have written since Camp Rock. "Oh." was all he said. "But, it doesn't mean we found her. She is practically famous now. How are we going to meet her when she is probably totally swompt with work?" he tried. Shane went into thought. He started mumbling. "She has got to be going to some type of HollyWood party for publicity or what not. And plus," he started talking normal again. "Who are we?" he smirked. Jason smiled a little. "Dude," Shane smiled. "We are the Gray brothers. We are Connect Three. If we can't get a hold of someone brand new and barely crossing the line of famous, then what can we get?" he said skeptically.

After his little pep talk, it was quiet for a few moments.

His tone softened a little bit. "I need to talk to her guys." was all that he said. He stared out the window for the rest of the car ride.


Mitchie sat down at her computer to check her mail. She always signed on to where her icon appeared offline just in case there was someone she didn't want to talk to.

Shane has just signed on with a mobile device.

Bingo. Exactly her reason. She still didn't know why she hadn't deleted him off her contacts.

Shane has signed out.

Mitchie's POV

Weird. He always does that. He signs on for like 5 seconds then signs back off. I shrugged off that thought and signed off. No one I really wanted to talk to. I opened up my Yahoo and found a new message from Caitlyn.

Message From: Caitlyn

Subject: Hey!!!!

Hey Mitch! Are you going to the party on the 15th? You'll never guess who is taking me!!!! Write back! I miss you! And congrats on the song! I am so happy for you!

I sighed and started typing back.

RE: Hey!!!!

Body: Hey Caitlyn. Yeah I don't really have a choice. I am performing that night at the party. Who is taking you? Oh and thanks.I'm pretty excited too about the song. Finally right? Well, I have to go. I have soundcheck to get to.

Ok, so maybe I lied. I didn't have soundcheck for another two hours. But I really didn't feel like talking at the moment. I was oober tired.

I started getting dressed for soundcheck. I wonder what stars are going to be performing at the party. I wasn't even thinking about tomorrow's concert. This party was supposed to be huge.

I pulled on a plain white t-shirt and a black vest. I kicked my shorts off and pulled on a pair of grey skinny jeans and converse. I didn't feel like getting too dressy. It was just rehearsal. I called my driver to the front. Man. I really had to get my own car. Oh well. It will be on my list of things to do. I decided to leave a little early. It did take me an hour to get there anyway so I'd only be like half an hour early. Plus, I could get to see at least two people perform before me.

I wonder what Aiden meant by big when he said big party.

Regular POV

Mitchie arrived at the soundcheck. She could hear someone singing when she got inside. When she saw who it was, she smiled. It was a singer that she had always looked up to when she was 14. Hilary Duff. She walked in, her eyes glued to the way Hilary performed. She sat down next to someone without even looking at who it was. "Hi," the person whispered. She smiled at them and glanced at them. "Hi." she whispered back. "I'm Alan. Top music producer at HollyWood Records." he gloated in a whisper. She glanced at him a little with her eyes narrowed. "And I'm...familiar with your work." she whispered back sarcastically. "Well," he pulled out a card. "No. But I am familiar with yours." he handed her the card. She narrowed her eyes. "Uh," she mumbled. "I already belong to a record label....thanks." she raised her eyebrows then looked back at Hilary. She had just finished singing. The celebs in the crowd applauded her when she walked off. "Thanks," she murmured then went back stage. Mitchie smiled to herself. "You like Hilary?" Alan asked. She looked at him in the corner of her eye. "Uh, yeah?" she mumbled. He smiled. "You know, she is also signed with Hollywood Records." he said smoothly. Mitchie couldn't help but laugh. "Ok, are you serious...uh Alan?" she laughed again but tried her hardest not to. He bit his lip and looked down. "Ok. You caught me. Well, I am head of HollyWood Records, but I am also head of the T.T.G.A.D.W.M.T. fan club." he bragged. She looked at him as if he were crazy. "The whaa?" she raised one eye brow. He smirked. "Trying To Get A Date With Mitchie Torres." he said coolly. She nodded. "Ah." was all she said. Her eyes widened and she looked at him again. "I repeat say what?" she questioned. He laughed at her reaction. "I'll uh...take that as a 'no' then." he grimaced and looked back up stage. She felt a little guilty. "Well, I uh..." she stammered. "Sure...I guess." she mumbled. She felt bad that he looked so dissapointed. His face brightened. "Cool." he muttered. She laughed again, causing him to also. A tune started playing causing the rest of the crowd to quiet down. It started with someone slamming on the guitar then someone started singing.

Tried to turn on my TV to get you out of my head.

Feeling something deep inside that I just wont admit.

And it's not like I don't wanna commit

I just don't know why I can't stop feeling like this.

Mitchie turned her head away from Alan in a flash. Her eyes widened when she saw the three brothers she promised herself she would never have to see again for their sake. She got chills when it got to the chorus. Maybe she was in denial. Maybe it was just three brothers with black hair... that had incredibly amazing voices.

Tell me why (Why why?) does it hurt so bad?

Tell me why (Why Why?) does it make me mad?

Tell me why

By the sound of the guitar solo, she instantly knew it was Jason, Shane and Nate.

Tell me why.

Now I can see the storm's not gonna clear

Drenched in my pain and all of my tears

Tell me why (why why) does it hurt so bad

Mitchie instantly got shudders and goosebumps when Shane screamed the next part.

Why does it hurt so bad!

Tell me why (why why) does it make me...mad?

Shane took a deep breath and from what Mitchie could tell, faked a smile. "Thank you." he breathed. Mitchie stared in horror. "Oh, god." she whispered. Alan chuckled, causing her to stare at him next. "What?" she muttered. He looked over at her. "I can see that you are a Connect 3 fan." he stated simply as if it were completely obvious. She was about to shake her head but he turned away from her to look at the stage. He sighed. "I get 'em good don't I?" he asked. She froze. "They ... work for you?" she wondered. He nodded then turned to her, closer than before. She uncomfortably sat back a little. "So about that date." he pressed. She sighed a little and faked a smile. "Uh, pick me up at 7. Here," -she pulled out a pen and piece of paper from her purse.- "is my address." She wrote it down and handed it to him. "How's Friday? I'll escort you to the party?" he asked. She just nodded and stood up quickly to do soundcheck.

Shane, Jason, and Nate walked up to Alan. As they were walking, they passed Mitchie. "Shane!" Nate hissed. Shane rolled his eyes. "Don't even." he warned. "No! Shane! I'm serious!" he whispered. Shane sighed and turned to him. "So. Am. I. I don't care about some random 'hot' chick that our producer," -he faked a smile at Alan- "Is obviously seeing." his voice became lower. "I don't need anyone else." Jason and Nate shook their heads as they frantically tried to tell him it was Mitchie. He ignored them and walked out of the building after Alan. They all got in their limo. "Shane!" Jason shouted. "That was Mitchie!" Shane narrowed his eyes at him then looked out the window. "Where?" he asked. Jason rolled his eyes and Nate slapped his fore head. "Not out THERE! IN THERE!" he yelled. "The girl we were trying to get you to look at!" Shane gritted his teeth and looked down feeling stupid. "Are you guys serious or are you just being ass holes?" he muttered. The looks that they were giving him let him know that answer. Alan chuckled causing all of them to stare at him. "So you met my date for Friday night?" he mused. "She is my date for the party." Shane's face wiped clear of all emotion. "What?" he said flatly. Alan nodded. "How good am I?" he gloated. "Dude..." Shane could hear Nate whisper. "You have like two different girls every fucking week! And now you go for the good ones?" Shane lost control. Alan smirked a little. "Well, they're all good... if you know what I mean." Shane's eyes widened. "You son of a bitch!" was all you heard from him as he went at Alan in the backseat of the limo. Nate and Jason grabbed him and held him back. "Shane!"

They had him pinned against the seat, fuming with anger. Alan's humor faded. "What the fuck is your problem? Anymore outbursts like that and I'll have you all dropped for shitty behavior!" he shouted, straightening his suit. Shane glared at him. Jason's eyes widened. "Are you kidding me?" he whispered. Alan glared at him then put on his sunglasses.

Shane was twitching and prepared to go at him again for threatening their career like that. He looked at Nate, who shook his head and mouthed, "It's not worth it."

Shane's POV

It's not worth it. It's not worth it? God dammit! He is planning on sleeping with her!

To control my anger, I kept my jaw tightened and teeth clamped shut. I pulled out my iphone and signed on to my messenger. Mitchie wasn't on so I just signed right back off. I am surprised that she didn't block me or delete me as a contact. But then again, she probably got a new email address all together. I slide my phone in my jacket pocket and glared out the window.

Regular POV

When the limo arrived at the recording studio, Alan stopped Shane, letting Jason and Nate walk in unaware. He got in his face a little more than necessary. "Listen, I don't know what the fuck your problem is, but if I get anymore shit like that," he looked around to make sure no one was watching. His voice became a whisper. "I swear to fucking Christ, Shane, you better watch it." and with that, he walked inside. That set him off. He shoved his hands in his pockets and gripped tightly on his car keys. He stormed his way to his car and unlocked it, slamming the door. He slammed his head back against the seat and growled to himself. He started the car and sped out of the parking lot in a fury.


Mitchie finished performing then pulled out her cell phone and read her mail. She typed back to Caitlyn immediately. All it said was "Let me guess. Nate is taking you?"


August 15: Shane's 23rd birthday, night of the party

Mitchie took a deep breath as she waited backstage. She was next to perform and she was nervous as ever considering no one has ever heard this song. This was pretty much the premiere of it. She took large deep breaths. She was hoping to herself that the Gray brothers just wouldn't show up. She looked out into the crowd and made a pouty face as she saw three familiar hair styles. "Dammit!" she cursed in a whisper. She froze and faked a smile when Hilary (Duff) finished performing "Stranger" and walked past her to get off stage. "Oh hey," she stopped Mitchie, who started smilling immediately. "You did great. Amazing." Mitchie said, feeling like an idiot. Hilary smiled. "Thanks. So you're like, new to the business?" she asked. Mitchie nodded. "Yeah." she whispered. Hilary smiled again. "You are great. 'Butterfly Fly Away is awesome. I have it on my ipod." she gushed, making Mitchie grin wide like a little kid on Christmas. "I-uh-thank you!" Hilary just smiled and walked off stage. Mitchie swelled with excitment and pride. She had always looked up to Hilary and now Hilary listened to her music.

She took a deep breath and walked up on stage.

Shane was talking with Nate and Jason, his back facing the stage. When Nate saw Mitchie walk on stage, he smiled a little and tuned out of the conversation. She started playing the guitar then singing.

Smooth talkin' so rockin'

He's got everything that a girl's wanting.

Shane recognized the lyrics and voice so he turned to the stage. He remembered Mitchie singing this silently to herself at camp one day.

Guitar cutie. He plays it groovy.

And I can't keep myself from doing something stupid.

Think I'm really falling for his smile.

Get butterflies when he says my name.

He's got something special. He's got something special.

And when he's looking at me I wanna get all sentimental.

He's got something special. He's got something special.

And I can hardly breathe something's telling me, telling me maybe he could be the one.

He could be the one. He could be the one

He could be the one, he could be the one, he could be the one

He's lightning. Sparks are flying.

Everywhere I go he's always on my mind and-

I'm going crazy about him lately.

I can't help myself from how my heart is racing.

Think I'm really digging on his vibe.

He really blows me away.

Mitchie's voice started sounding a little nervous when she saw Shane watching her intensely. He couldn't believe it. It was her. It was actually her. The girl he had been dreaming of seeing for two years was up on stage, looking incredible, singing amazingly, and he needed to talk to her. It was about 9 O' clock now. Mitchie had just finished performing. In the middle of Jason saying something, Shane started walking as fast as he could to the stage. Just as Mitche got down the stairs, he stepped in front of her, about two inches from being up against her. She stared at him, her eyes slightly widened. "Hi." she whispered.

He ignored her and continued to stare at her. He still couldn't believe it. "Hey." he finally whispered back. Suddenly, he heard about the most annoying voice in the fucking world behind him. "Mitchie, you did great." Alan complimented. She grimaced out a smile at him. "Come on. Lets dance." he then said. She nodded. "It was good seeing you again." she whispered to Shane. He nodded, him and Alan glaring at each other. He was actually going to let her go. Before she walked away, Shane could hear Mitchie tell Alan to hold on. She walked back to Shane. "Uh, happy birthday." she murmured. She saw his face light up with surprise. "Thanks..." he whispered, staring into her eyes. She backed away slowly. "Bye." she breathed and walked back to her date.

She remembered his birthday.

He trudged back to Jason and Nate. Jason narrowed his eyes. "What happened?" he stared at Shane. Shane took a deep breath and avoided eye contact. "She had to go be with Alan." he sneered his name. "I'm just going to go back to the hotel." he muttered. Jason and Nate nodded. "Don't bother me." he muttered. Both of his brothers mumbled their happy birthdays to him before he walked away. He just nodded. "Sure." he mumbled.

Shane sighed heavily and walked outside into the cool breeze of coming rain. He could smell it. The wind smacked him until he got inside his car. He drove to the hotel which was about ten miles away and went up to his room. Just imagining Alan inside of her made him sick. He sat on his bed, leaning against the headboard and turned on the TV. "Yeah. Happy fucking birthday." he muttered to himself.


About thirty minutes later, there was a frantic knock at the door. Shane sighed and rolled his eyes. He just sat there for a couple of minutes trying to ignore it. They started knocking again. He sighed again. He pulled on his shirt and opened it. His face dropped into a glare. "What do you want?" he asked Alan, who looked appauled just as well. Alan sighed. "I have a way for you to make up for you attitude." he stated. Shane scoffed and laughed with no humor. "What?" he asked sarcastically. Alan glared a little. "Convince that Mindy girl to sleep with me." he said shamelessly. Shane glared icily. "It's Mitchie. Not Mindy. And what?" his voice turned mocking. "She wont have sex with you?"

Shane wasn't surprised at all. Mitchie wasn't that type of girl and he knew it.

"Well," Alan started. "Not tonight. Don't convince her tonight. I have someone else coming up right now. Try to convince her to tomorrow. Her room number is 352 on the 5th floor. She is staying in the spare room until she can 'get a ride.'" he mocked what she obviously said to him before. He handed Shane a piece of paper with the number on it. Shane was disgusted. He already had someone else 'coming up.' Shane just shook his head in disgust and shut the door on him. Alan smirked and walked up to his hotel room.

Shane sat on his bed staring at the sheet of paper. He was going up to her room. And it wasn't for Alan.

Alan didn't really come off as a nice guy once you got to know him.

Shane wanted to make sure Mitchie was ok. He quickly ran out of his room and got in the elevator, pressing the 5 button. When the elevator stopped, the whole floor was practically deserted. He narrowed his eyes and looked around. It took him about 5 to 7 minutes just to walk to her room. She was really far back. He saw little door hangers on every single door that said 'available' in script writing. What a prick. Alan sent her to an empty floor. His heart stopped beating when he saw the numbers 352. He knocked first. He waited about two minutes before just picking the lock and walking in. "Hello?" he called. He walked past a small closed door into the main room. The bathroom was right by the door and a small hall led to the bed. He looked around just to find no one was there. He sighed and turned around to check the bathroom. He suddenly bumped right into her. His eyes widened.

Mitchie walked out of the bathroom in just a green robe to find someone in her room. She was about to ask what they wanted when they turned around and bumped into her. It was completely dark in the room. All she could see was the figure of the person. She jumped and gasped. She thought it was Alan.

"Mitchie?" Shane asked, sending shivers down her spine. She felt a little better that it wasn't Alan. "Sh-Shane? How did you get in here?" she whispered. He smiled, but she couldn't see it. "I picked the lock. I came to see if you were ok." he murmured. "I heard that you wouldn't sleep with Alan. He sent me up here to 'convince you to sleep with him.'" he made a disgusted sound in the back of his throat. "Are you ok? Did he try anything? And WOW you are in just a robe. Uh sorry I uh..." he continued rambling. She sighed. "Yeah. He did." was all she said and walked to sit on her bed. He followed but sat a few feet away from her in case she didn't want to be near him. "And?" he said, anger leaking into his voice. He ignored the fact that she was wearing one article of clothing. He didn't like Alan. And he especially didn't like it when he tried to make a move on Mitchie.

"I turned him down, he gave me a key to this room, and I stormed up here in just a robe."

He calmed down a little. "I'm sorry that you fell for his nice guy act. He always tricks girls into coming home with him because they are easy and will have sex with him." he mumbled. Mitchie's face flickered with hurt. She looked down. Shane could see her reaction from the moon light shining in. "Mitchie," he whispered. "I didn't mean-" she inturrupted him. "Fuck Shane! Sorry that I am 'easy' to have sex with! Sorry that I come off to you as some big ... big fucking slut!" she screamed in anger. She stood up to walk away but he pinned her to the bed by the wrists. "Shane let go!" she screamed again. He shook his head. "No!" he yelled back. "Not until you listen to me!" he glared at her, furious that she would think that about herself or even think that he would. She started trying to kick him to get free but he completely pinned her whole body down with his. "Dammit Mitchie!" His face was inches from hers. "Listen." he growled. She gave up after a while, tears in her eyes. "Mitchie. You are NOT a slut. I didn't mean it like that. I meant that that is what he is USED to. NOT what he got this time. Mitchie, you are not a slut, dammit! Do you understand me?" his nose almost touched hers as he scolded her. She stared into his eyes as he glared at her.

Shane's eyes smoldered. "Mitchie," he breathed. "I-"

"It's been so long." she murmured, the tears becoming a little stronger. Shane didn't bother to get off of her. He had his body pressed down firmly on hers and his nose was about half a centimeter from hers. He still had her wrists pinned half way above her head. His lips trembled a little. He rubbed his nose against hers sensuously. She could feel his hot breath against her lips. They stared into each other's eyes and inched closer painfully slow. Right before he pressed his lips onto hers, she whispered, "Shane..." she sounded unsure. He just shook his head, stared into her eyes, then kissed her passionately. Her eyes slowly slid shut. She sighed with a little approval and kissed him back.

It was a very slow, passionte, powerful kiss. Unlike any that they have ever shared. Shane could feel large fiery explosions flaming through his cheeks, down to his chest and stomach. His eyes closed next. His grip loosened on her wrists as he slowly slid his hands down her arms, sides, then waist. She could feel herself getting goosebumps all over as he did so. He stopped a little when he felt bare skin as he went to rub her thigh. He then realized that she was still wearing just a robe. He froze a little and looked back into her eyes, both of their breathing hard. He laughed breathlessly. "Where are your clothes?" he whispered, even though at the moment he wanted her just the way she was. He felt himself become pale a little as he thought about it. She wasn't wearing any clothes when she left Alan's. Either she was about to have sex with him then changed her mind or he...

Mitchie felt Shanes stiffen above her. She narrowed her eyes at him. "What?" she whispered, ignoring his previous question. He looked down at her. "Were you going to have sex with Alan but... changed your mind?" he whispered. She made a disgusted face. "Wh- No!" she said a little loudly. His eyebrows pulled together. "Tell me what happened. Mitchie." he said, a little warning in his voice. She looked around awkwardly and didn't make eye contact with him as she spoke. "We went back to his hotel room. He said it was just to watch a movie or something." she scoffed. "Little did I know that that 'something' was trying to get into my pants. When I turned him down and told him I didn't want to do anything like that, things were sort of awkward. He told me that if I wanted, I could take a shower before I went up to my room for the night. I really needed a shower so I took his offer. As I got undressed, he walked in." she stopped talking. She noticed Shane glaring at her. She thought he was mad at her now. She broke eye contact. "What the fuck happened Mitchie?" he whispered, climbing off of her.

Suddenly, she felt cold. She finally had Shane back to keep her warm and he got off of her. She looked at him. She didn't say anything until his face softened.

"He uh..." she sighed. "Shane, does it even matter?" Shane let out a growl and spoke quickly. "Of course it matters! What. Happened?" he questioned again in a tone that let her know that she had no choice whether to answer or not. She looked away and spoke quietly. "He started to ..." she sounded like she couldn't find the words. "Touch me and... I-I pushed him off! But he just... wouldn't give up." she stared at the floor. "And now I am just wondering what would of happened if I never ran away..." she gritted her teeth and stared at the floor, tears pricking at her eyes. Shane felt like he could see fire. "I'm going to kill him." he said menacingly. Her eyes widened and she instantly grabbed his wrist but he ripped out of her grip. "Shane!" she cried. Her voice became weak. "Please don't leave me." was all she whispered that got him to stay. "Please." he heard her whisper again. He sighed. "Mitchie." he muttered. "How did you expect me to react?" he turned to her. He sat across from her on the bed. She shrugged. "I didn't think it would really matter to you out of all people." she mumbled. His face dropped a little. "Why wouldn't it? Mitchie!" -he felt like he was just talking to himself now- "I just found out that some guy tried to take advantage of the only girl I have ever loved! How does that seem like I wouldn't care?" he said sternly. Her face was widened with surprise. Her heart started beating really fast as her stomach felt swelled up. He sighed before realizing why she seemed so surprised. He had said it. It took him two years but he said it. He loved her. She stared intensely into his eyes as if it would prove if he was lying or not. He just stared right back.

"Mitchie, I love you." he whispered, looking down. "I always have."


Lol sorry for tricking you in the last chapter. Rofl. But I couldn't resist. But at least I saw that my readers aren't bored with my story or find it boring lol You guys are so amazing! I am glad that you liked the last chapter!!!! I hope you liked this one!

Hazahhh!!!! Lol sorry sort of hyper. Man! That is a record for me! 6,006 words! That is the longest chapter I have ever written! Lol cool! I thought you guys deserved it.
So my new addiction is "Party in the USA," by Miley Cyrus. I think the song is cool. It is for her new line of clothes. It was funny lol the other day I was walking through Wal-Mart and I saw the cutest pair of red skinny jeans and believe it or not, I have always wanted a pair of red skinny jeans. I picked them up and was shocked to see that they were "Miley Cyrus Azria." lol. Cool. I have no problems with Miley. Plus, they were really cute pants. :D Guilty desire for adorable clothes. Lol.
Well, the same day at Wal-Mart, I got the awesomest bag ever. It is huge and it has a giant pic of the Jonas Brothers on their first Rolling Stone cover sewed to it. It is AMAZING!!!!!! I love it and I take it everywhere with me.
Another random topic, lately it has been extremely hot here in Washington. Lol. I thought this place was supposed to be full of cool weather. Lol but it was 104 a few days ago. But the weather is coming back to normal today. It is like 1:18 PM here and only 58 degrees so cool. Lol so any new addictions or fave songs and such......temperature changes.....clothes to love...you know, just comment about it. I want to hear about my readers lives lol. I find it interesting.
Thanks for the readers that have stuck with me throughout my posting. You guys are amazing and I love yas.

XOXO

Kristen

Oh and one more thing, please don't leave reviews saying the lyrics to "Butterfly Fly Away," are wrong. I changed them on purpose to fit more with the story. Thanks! Love yas!