I would just like to say that this story is inspired by my best friend Lucy. She is meant to be Caitlyn. I am meant to be Mitchie. Enjoy!!
Chapter 11
"Wait what are you talking about?" I asked
"One of your little friends followed the car here this morning then she came back now and is wondering the grounds." Chris said.
"Well then can't you just get security to come and kick them out? Isn't that what they are for?" Caitlyn said.
"If it was any other person then yes but she knows you're in here so could spread a rumor around that Mitchie and Caitlyn sneak into warehouses or something." He said.
"Why on Earth would we sneak into warehouses?" Caitlyn said
"That's not the point. The point is, that girl is here, she's not supposed to be and she is going to get you exposed." Chris said seriously.
"Well who is it?" I asked him.
"Come here," Said Chris mentioning for us to come behind the desk. The front desk had many TV's behind it with security camera feed straight to them. "Look that is her." He said pointing to a blonde hair girl on the screen. At the same time Caitlyn and I both gasped and said
"Tess?"
"Wait so you know this girl?" Chris asked.
"Of course we know her, that's Tess" I said.
"She is the school mean girl and she knows everything about everyone's business and makes stuff up about everyone." Caitlyn explained while never taking her eyes off the screen.
"Well go out there and tell her to go away." Chris said.
"Say what?" Caitlyn said.
"Go out there and tell her to go away."
"What? No! She will want to come inside and see what we are doing." I said.
"Wait I have a plan." Caitlyn said. We then got close together while Caitlyn told us her brilliant plan.
Caitlyn, Henry, and I proceeded outside to where Tess was standing. Caitlyn and I stood behin the corner while Henry came out and said
"Miss this is a private party, Torres family only." He said. That was the cue. Caitlyn and I both walked out from behind the corner and I said
"Uncle Henry there you are my mom wants you back inside for serving dinner. I'll take care of this." I said.
"Tess? Is that you?" Caitlyn said.
"Yeah, who else would I be?" Tess snorted. "What are you guys doing in this dump?" she said in her snobby voice.
"Well it's my cousin's bar mitzvah and we are celebrating inside. Do you wanna come in? We are about to dance on chairs."I said.
"Yeah, like I want to spend my Saturday night with you two. Later." She said walking off. I let out a huge sigh and took a deep breath after she walked off and said,
"That was too close." Caitlyn said. Surprisingly Caitlyn was totally cool around Shane and acted like nothing was different. After we had completely saw Tess drive away in her huge SUV we went back inside and went into the hangout room.
"Where did you guys go?" he asked us.
"Long story." Caitlyn said.
"Ok?" he said. We sat down on the couch and turned on the TV to E News where they had a story on Shane. We watched and listened carefully.
"So Shane Gray has gone missing from Hollywood, now he's not missing he's more like taking a break. Insiders say that he canceled his new movie Little Sister and quit his band Connect 3. Why you might ask? Some of his friends tell us that he started to change and decided to take a break. Now he is living out of Hollywood somewhere unknown. Our next story…" They started to say but I turned it off. Shane looked shocked and I said,
"Shane are you ok?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I just think it's stupid how they make stuff up about me to have a story." Shane said getting up and walking towards the door.
"Wait where are you going?" I asked running after him.
"I'm going to set this straight. I'm tired of this." He said walking into the empty hallway.
"Shane!" I said running after him into the empty hallway. I grabbed his arm and he turned around looking annoyed. "Shane, what are you doing?"
"I'm going to set this to rest." He said.
"You can't!" I said.
"Why not? It's going to get out eventually, so why not now?" He said sternly.
"Because I want to be normal. I don't want to worry about the paparazzi on my tail, I want to go to school, I want to have real friends, not people who be my friends because I'm famous, I want to be Mitchie Torres how I want to be, not how anyone else wants me to be just Mitchie." I said staring in his eyes. He lowered his phone and pressed end.
"Fine, on one condition." He said.
"What's that?" I asked.
He looked at me for another minute then bent down and kissed me.
