This Is Me: Chapter 11
Take my photo off the wall, if it just won't sing for you. Cause all that's left has gone away and there's nothing there for you to do.
Look What You've Done - Jet
In the duet class the following day, Shane decided that he and I should sing for the class. He was smart enough not to suggest singing 'This Is Me'.
"After listening to your duets, I think Mitchie and I should sing you one."
This made me snap my head up, "What?"
"You heard me." He laughed lightly, grabbing his laptop.
"What song?" I asked.
"Let's see what instrumentals I have on here." He said, scrolling though the songs on the laptop. He stopped when he found one and pointed it out to me, "How about this one?"
"That one?" I asked, sceptically.
He nodded, "You should remember it easily."
He pushed play on his laptop and stood up, as did I, as the campers watched us intently.
"Do you remember the nights
We'd stay up just laughing
Smiling for hours
At anything
Remember the nights
We drove around crazy in love" Shane began to sing, walking over to me.
None of the campers had heard this song before, no one but Shane and I had heard it before.
"When the lights go out
We'll be safe and sound
We'll take control of the world
Like it's all we have to hold on to
And we'll be a dream" He finished singing, looking at me as if he was wondering whether or not I'd sing back. He was wondering if I remembered the words.
"Do you remember the nights
We made our way dreaming
Hoping of being
Someone big
We were so young then
We were too crazy
In love" I sung, looking at him.
"When the lights go out
We'll be safe and sound
We'll take control of the world
Like it's all we have to hold on to
And we'll be a dream" We sung together, captivating all the campers.
"When the lights go out
We'll be safe and sound
We'll take control of the world
Like it's all we have to hold on to
And we'll be" I harmonised, effortlessly as Shane sung. Our voices just blended together so well, it just happened naturally.
"When the lights go out
We'll be safe and sound"
He reached out and grabbed my hands and sung to me, as if it were only the two of us in the room. I felt tingles all over my body.
"We'll take control of the world
Like it's all we have to hold on to
And we'll be a dream" We finished the song off together.
The whole classroom burst into applause at our song. I was kind of stunned, I had gotten more applause before but it was different like this somehow.
Shane let go of my hands and the tingling sensation disappeared. It took me a moment to be able to actually construct a coherent sentence, "It's been a while." I commented.
It was a song we had written together whilst on tour together and no one else had ever heard it before.
It took another moment to regain myself; I excused myself to go to the bathroom.
I took my sweet ass time and returned practically when the class was over. Shane pulled me aside as soon as the campers began to leave.
"Mitchie, did you want to sing at Beach Jam with me on Saturday?" He asked.
"Don't feel like you have to ask me just because the class liked our performance. Plus, Nate and Jason won't have anything to perform without you." I pointed out.
"They will be fine; I can perform something else with them if they really want me too. Come on, it'll be just like the old days." He pleaded with me.
"Fine," I gave in, "But not that song."
"What did you have in mind?" He asked.
"Not that one," I admitted, "Any suggestions?"
"I was kind of thinking 'This Is Me'."
"No." I said simply.
"Why not?"
"I just don't want to."
"Why not?" He repeated himself.
"I don't have to justify myself." I replied, irritated.
"Mitchie," He sighed, "I thought we agreed that we were going to try and be civil."
I rolled my eyes, "Fine." I gave into him.
He smiled instantly, "I think it will be good for the both of us to sing it. Did you want to rehearse tomorrow?"
I shook my head, "No, no need to rehearse it. We sung 'We'll Be A Dream' together without practise, we'll be fine."
"Mitchie, I think we need to."
"Shane, you have already made me agree to sing it with you. We can wing it, we'll be fine."
"Alright then." He gave in, unconvinced still.
"Come on, you know how amazing we did at Final Jam last year."
"Yeah, but still..." He trailed off.
"You stress too much." I laughed.
"You don't stress enough." He told me.
"Meaning?" I asked.
"For one, you get too caught up in yourself to notice that there are other important things in the world."
"You don't know anything about me anymore." I scoffed.
"I thought we were going to try and agree to get along now."
"Well I can't do that when you like to start arguments all the time."
"Whatever, I'll see you tomorrow Mitchie."
I flicked some hair behind my shoulder before storming off to my cabin.
I had been without him for two weeks now and he wasn't coming back.
I had stopped leaving him messages a few days ago and knew I'd somehow have to move on now.
I looked at a photo of the two of us on my bedroom wall and pulled it down. I didn't need reminders of him everywhere in my room.
I sighed to myself and took it down, grabbing a box from my wardrobe and putting it in there. I went around my room grabbing everything that belonged to him; clothes, albums and other stuff and through them all in the box.
I would move on, I would get over him.
When I got back to my cabin I grabbed my guitar and began playing various songs, not bothering to sing along.
I soon ended up playing one of my own songs and actually began singing along. Coincidentally, I had written it about Shane not long after he broke up with me.
"Did you forget,
That I was even alive,
Did you forget,
Everything you ever had,
Did you forget,
Did you forget,
About me?
Did you regret, (did you regret)
Ever standing by my side,
Did you forget, (did you forget)
What we were feeling inside,
Now I'm left,
To forget,
About us
But somewhere we went wrong,
We were once so strong,
Our love is like a song,
You can't forget it
So now I guess,
This is where we have to stand,
Did you regret,
Ever holding my hand,
Never again,
Please don't forget,
Don't forget
We had it all,
We were just about to fall,
Even more in love,
Than we were before,
I won't forget,
I won't forget,
About us
But somewhere we went wrong,
We were once so strong,
Our love is like a song,
You can't forget it"
I didn't end up finishing the song; I put my guitar down and decided to go for a walk instead.
I saw Jason right nearby my cabin; he was taking photos of a bird in a tree using his cell phone.
"Mitchie, come look at this!" He yelled out to me.
I seriously considered keeping on walking and pretending that I didn't hear him, that would be extremely rude of me though and Jason was the one member of Connect 3 that I could kind of tolerate right now.
"What's up?" I asked as I walked over to him, pretending to be interested.
"Look at this bird; I am getting such good photos." He replied happily.
"That's awesome." I said simply to amuse him.
I stayed with him a couple more minutes before telling him that I had to go.
I was going to see my mom but decided not as I saw her on the weekend anyway; I even helped her make some food, well I attempted to.
I know, I even surprised myself a bit with that one and vowed I wouldn't help out again.
...
I ended up eating in the mess hall for dinner that night; Tess came and sat down next to me.
"Can I sit here?" She asked.
"Sure, why not?"
She studied me for a moment before she began eating.
"What's up?" I asked her.
"Look, the girls are all pretty upset."
"About what?"
"About you?"
"Me?" I asked. They must have been jealous of me or something.
"Caitlyn told me what Abigail said. You and I both know what Abigail is like."
"When did you and Caitlyn become BFFs?" I laughed at her.
"Mitchie, I can handle your bitchiness because I'm use to it because my mum is in the business-"
"But you're not." I reminded her, cutting her off in the process.
She didn't seem a taken back at this and went on, "You can't just come back here acting all high and mighty Mitchie because of who you are."
"Didn't stop you last year did it, Tess? You were the diva of Camp Rock."
"Now you have that role successfully covered."
"Good, I am always the centre of attention at all." I said proudly, sticking a mouthful of spaghetti in my mouth.
"Look Mitchie, I personally don't really have much against you okay. But you have hurt both Peggy and Caitlyn deeply already."
"I try." I said sarcastically.
It was the following day when Shane did a double-take when I entered the class for our lesson. I was wearing a short pair of shorts and a fairly nice (yet low-cut) top.
That's when I realized how I could get back at him for being a jerk to me the day before. He was male; I would use that fact to my advantage.
Half way through the class I excused myself and went to fix up my hair and make-up to appear irresistible.
By the time class was over I stayed back until everyone had left other than Shane.
"Why are you still here?" He asked.
"Well," I said approaching him slowly, "I thought I should apologise for yesterday."
"Really?" He asked dubiously.
I nodded and bit my bottom lip, enticingly.
"Yeah, I'm sorry." I said, standing right in front of him and looking into his eyes.
He was a bit shocked at my 'apology' but didn't move away from me even though I was extremely close.
"What's brought this on?" He asked a little suspiciously.
"I guess being back here is making me more considerate of others." I lied, placing my hands on his shoulders and pushing my body up against his.
He seemed surprised at my actions but didn't pull away from me.
"You do know you are completely different from last summer right?" He asked me, glancing down at my cleavage briefly.
I smirked at this.
"Maybe so," I replied, "But this girl has learnt a lot since then." I breathed out leaning forward to whisper in his hear, "I have grown up a lot."
I didn't move my head away from his, he responded by placing his hands on my waist.
"I bet you have missed this." I whispered in his ear, running my bare leg up his own leg.
He didn't say anything at all, but I heard him exhale heavily.
I tilted my head slightly and placed an open-mouthed kiss on his jaw, making him let out a small moan.
I pulled away slowly and looked at him in the eyes again; he began to lean into me so I quickly kissed my fingertips and then placed them on his lips to stop him.
"I'll see you later." I murmured, before easily getting out of his grasp and walking out of the classroom with a huge grin planted on my face.
I think I was the first girl ever to turn down Shane Gray.