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Mitchie's POV

I felt like I had been crying for weeks. I only wish it had been that long. Maybe then I would be over this. At least time was painfully critical. Only 5 hours ago I felt like laying down and dying. My face was puffy and my hair stood up in odd places. During those five hours I sensed somewhere in my mind threats to tear the door down. I couldn't feel right now.

"Mitchie?" A hopeful voice asked trying to coax me out. I couldn't face them anytime soon. I sat in my now partially empty closet. It felt like the walls were caving in at the same time as they seemed empty. At some point I remembered taking everything from my closet that he had bought for me. I knew somewhere at the bottom of the pile was my cell phone in pieces. I had not been kind to it. I kept replaying the memory over and over in my head. I couldn't connect the pieces.

I need to think. I stood up and silently turned the T.V. on. I definitely should not have done that. The times I had loved Hot Tunes were turning out to be the bane of my existence. Since I had recorded the song Caitlyn had returned often to learn the ropes of the business. I'm sure she was as good as the best by now. But now it wasn't about our slightly anticipated single that the news was about. No, this was about our break-up:

"Hollywood hottest couple, and secret lovers, are over! Shane and Mitchie ended their relationship bitterly at a local carnival near Mitchie's home. Sources there said that Mitchie left the scene crying and running away. When asking what Connect 3's publicist had to say she said this, 'Their relationship had been on the rocks for a while. I just wish the best for Mitchie in her future.' We'll give you details as they appear."

I turned the T.V. off with lightning speed and went over to look out the window. I expected to see an empty street or maybe a group of people celebrating. Instead I saw as a handful of reporters took pictures as I peeked out the window. I didn't care about them as I stared at the stars. Maybe, just maybe, there was something more out there. I laid down and closed my eyes. As soon as they were shut I drifted into a restless sleep.

Shane's POV

I don't like Mitchie, I don't like Mitchie. I could just forget about her. Just erase her from my memory. In a few hours, bright and early, we were doing a press conference to stop rumors of a slap down and one of us fighting over a golden onion. All of them were more ridiculous than the first. Maybe even stop the reporters from interviewing Mitchie. Stop! I mentally slapped myself and tried to convince myself I didn't like Mitchie anymore.

"C'mon Shane people with shiny object are ready!" Jason said clapping as he bounded out the door. Well here goes everything. I pulled the mic on and walked passed the empty rooms to the conference room. In moments millions will be hanging on our every word. Even though more than half of them were teenaged girl more interested in my hotness level today than what I was saying. As I walked into the adjoining room all of our families were here. Jason and Nate's parents sat talking with my Mom and in the corner my younger sister, Alexis, texted away. Alexis and Nate's younger sister were good friends, but they stayed to themselves when they were forced to come to these things. It was odd but I didn't want to understand a girl's mind. I actually had two siblings, Frankie, my brother, and Alexis born less than a year apart and looked exactly the same. They both had the medium dark brown hair and the same single dimple when the smiled. Nate and Jason were the older two kids of their parents and had two younger siblings too. They had a sister named Bella who was a little older than Alexis, and their 12 year old brother Jacob.

I guess they had the perfect family. I know by all means their parents considered my family part of it too but we weren't. At least I don't feel that way. No matter how much I wanted too I couldn't. My father had left when I was eleven. Since then I had been sort of a stand in father for them. I hoped I wasn't anymore. They shouldn't have to look up to someone like me.

Mitchie's POV

When I woke up something in my gut told me to turn on the TV. I don't know why or how but I turned it on. Hot Tunes channel was on and Hot Tunes News was just ending.

"Stay tuned for the special Connect 3 Q and A session. Maybe we'll get some answers today."

I turned it up and stared at the face of an angel. That was supposed to be my angel. I watched as he smiled and the press settled down.

"Hello and welcome to the session. Now who has some questions? You sir."
"Shane, how is Mitchie taking the break-up?""
"Um, Mitchie?"

"WHAT?" I screamed at the TV. I bent down on my knees and was inches from the screen.

"Yes. How is the break-up going?"
"Excuse me, but whatever you are talking about is false. I have never dated a Mitchie. I have never became friends with a Mitchie even."

"What are you saying?" I screamed wanting to punch the screen. Was this a dream. I know I knew him. I know I met him. What is going on? Were these last few months a mere dream that I created to make my life seem better? I know they were real. I ran to the window and threw the blinds open. The streets were empty. I opened my door and ran into the living room. I found Mom sitting in the kitchen.

"Hey sleepy head," she said as I sat down before I fell.

"Where's Caitlyn?" I asked desperately.

"Who, Darling?" She asked looking at me weird. I jumped up and ran back into my room. I reached under my bed and found the proof I needed. I pulled it out and pulled it open. I dumped it out and looked over everything. It was here but what is going on. Why was I the only sane one. My Mom passed my door and she peeked in.

"Hey Mitch, get some medicine for that sore throat before Caitlyn gets home," she continued to her room and I suddenly felt relieved. But what about the whole Shane issue. He acted as if really hadn't met me. I mean, I am here. I can feel my pulse and I can breathe and smell. Hadn't he dumped me last night? What was wrong with Shane. Was I going insane?

Shane's POV

I don't know Mitchie. Mitchie? Who's that? If she had been watching that she had every right to hate me. Didn't she understand that I was protecting her? I have to do this.

"Sir, do you want anything?" The guy looked as if he coud care less.

"Does it look like I want something?" With a slightly puzzled look he marched away. Well now the old Shane is back. Soon he'll sell that information and the rumors will fly. In a matter of time it will be like she never happaned. My pigheadedness never cured and I would be Mr. Egotistical Popstar in a few days.

"Good job!" My publicist, Mrs. Riddle congratulated me as if I had won a gold metal. This was nothing tp be happy about in any way.

"That's what you think," I snorted under my breath.

"What was that?"

"Oh, nothing."

"Well we're thinking about feeding on this for a while. Right now teens are buzzing about this all over the nation. Your fans are worried about the single and happy about you being availible and its causing full out wars online. This was more than we could have hoped for." She smiled and started talking on her phone as she clacked down the hallway.

"Okay, she's happy," I rolled my eyes and walked to the exit. I passed a room and stopped after hearing Mitchie's name.

"Yeah, she's suppossed to get her own record deal any day now."

"She'll be a hit. Maybe bigger than Connect 3!"

"Besides that she is new and a rising talent. Definitely had the good start."

She'll be able to feed of them for a while with the single."

I walked away quickly and a sneer marked my face. I am going to protect her. She doesn't need the fame like that. She needs her own famme and nothing from me. I had to prevent the deal from being signed and stopping her from that kind of criticism. She will eventually get it herself. I know I wished I had someone like myself to stop myself from going to far too quick. It does things to you. You change and seem to mutate to a monster no one recognizes. Some more than others. Like Nate, he changed even. He was still extremely down to Earth but he wasn't quite the same. I don't think no one can be. If you let it get to you it can take away the things you love and cherish in an instant.

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