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"Mitchie … lighten up. Things will get better." I said as I began to fold all of the clothes that lay on my bunk, freshly out of the dryer. She shrugged as she went back to her notebook. I wondered what she was always writing about. I shrugged and turned back to folding jumpers. I tried.

I hummed a tune to myself as I folded the clothes and placed them in the drawers on the other side of my bunk. I didn't even notice that Mary was walking in.

"Hey Mary!" I said happily. Just so you know, I'm not being rude, Mary told us to call her uh... Mary.

"Hi Mary!" Mitchie said, smiling. She actually turned away from her notebook for more the two seconds. Gasp!

"Hi girls!" Mary said smiling. "I was wondering if I could have a word?" She asked. Mitchie and I exchanged a glance and shrugged. She jumped off her bunk and we both walked over to the couches. Mary walked over to, but leaned on the table with her hands behind her back.

"So what's this about?" Mitchie asked, looking a bit unsure. Mary looked a bit uncomfortable like she had to say something, but couldn't.

"Well…uhm…" She started.

"You can tell us." I said nicely. Mitchie nodded along. Mary nodded and stood up. She looked at Mitchie.

"Mitchie … Billy Ray, Mr Gray and I think it would…uh, be best if maybe you… went home." She said. My jaw-dropped as I looked over to Mitchie. She sat there silently, but I could tell her heart was breaking and she was hurting real bad. Her eyes were watering. I turned back to Mary.

"What?! That's not fa-"

"Alex, stop. That's fine Mary. It's probably for the best. I'll go pack." Mitchie said jumping up and walking quickly over to the bunks. Mary followed, as did I.

"I'm very sorry Mitchie … it's just you and Hannah aren't really meshing… and-"

"Don't worry. It's fine. It's for the best." Mitchie said standing up straight and acting pretty darn strong. Mary smiled sadly, nodded and walked off. I stood there absolutely shocked. I watched as Mitchie grabbed things out of her drawers and off the clothes rack and shove them into her black suitcases.

"Mitchie-"

"Don't Alex… just don't." She snapped, not even looking over. I looked at the floor sadly.

I looked over, and said something I wish I didn't… but knew I had to. I couldn't let Mitchie go home… alone.

"I'm coming too." I said then grabbed my suitcase from the bottom bunk.

"Wh…what?" I heard Mitchie ask quietly. I turned to face her.

"Mitchie, you're my best friend… I'm not letting you go home alone." I said as I grabbed stuff and threw it into my suitcase.

"No… you don't have to. You did nothing wrong… what about Nate?" She asked. My heart sank… Nate.

"I…I'll talk to him... don't worry. It will be fine." I said reassuringly, even though I didn't believe I could do it. She looked up and threw her arms around me. I stumbled a bit a laughed.

"You are honestly the best friend anybody could ever get."

"I know."

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"Nate…" He was sitting there, tuning his guitar, looking absolutely amazing. He looked up and smiled. "Can I talk to you?" I asked. He patted down on the couch next to him. I could already feel my throat tightening.

"What's up Alex?" He asked, resting his guitar on the ground and placing his arm on the couch behind me, leaning back. I took a deep breath.

"So uhm, Mitchie has to go home." I said. He looked a bit shocked.

"What? Why!?" He asked. Mitchie was one of his best friends so I knew he would be upset.

"Your mom, dad and Billy Ray think its best if she does… Cause of Hannah and everything," I said, while his jaw-dropped. ", Which is probably reasonable, since Mitchie would probably kill Miley in her sleep but yeah." I said getting off track a bit. "But uh, that's not the thing I wanted to tell you. Well it was, but there's more." I said uncomfortably. He looked up.

"Yeah?" He asked. I bit on my bottom lip.

"Okay… well, I think I-uhm…" I paused and closed my eyes for a second. I took another deep breath and opened my eyes. "I'm going to go with her." I said.

His jaw didn't drop. His eyes didn't water. His face didn't turn red with anger.

"Nate?" I waved my hand in front of his face. "Hello?" Suddenly he grabbed my hand. Hard.

"Why?" He finally asked. I sighed as he let go of my hand.

"Nate… what kind of friend would I be if I let Mitchie go home by herself?" I asked. Okay, now he looked a bit angry. Actually he looked kind of confused and angry.

"Bu-but, what kind of girlfriend does that make, just leaving?" He said.

"Well-" I began, and then realized what he said. "Ex-excuse me?" I asked, standing up. He quickly stood up.

"Wow that came out wrong! I didn't mean it like that, I swear!" He said grabbing my hands. Yeah right!

"It's okay." I lied. I looked up to his face, which was definitely sad. "I just… I can't let Mitchie go home by herself… it just feels wrong… and cruel." I said, saying exactly what I felt. He nodded and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling me in close.

"If it's what you want… I guess I can live without you for three more months." He said sighing. Three? My jaw-dropped slightly.

"I thought there was only one month of the tour left?" I asked.

He shook his head. "They changed it…. again! Now it's for three months." He said sounding a little 'down' about it. But I'm sure he was also pumped about it too.

"Oh..." I said sadly. "Nate… I'm so sorry… I don't want to leave… but Mitch-" He placed his finger on my mouth.

"Shh." He started. "Don't stress over it, babe." He said as he rubbed my back. I wrapped my arms around his torso. "We'll write, call, and chat online… everything, everyday. Promise?" He asked. I nodding, holding back the tears.

"Promise."

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"Do you really have to go?" Shane asked as he rubbed my back. I smiled and pulled away.

"Yes, Shane. I really have to…" I said. He smiled sadly. "You know…" I began. "Demi is leaving too… maybe you should go say goodbye?" I asked. His sad smile faded to nothing.

"Alex… that's not even funny." He said flatly. I frowned.

"Oh, come on Shane. Its three months. You can't say you're not going to miss her." I said. I could honestly see the sadness in his eyes.

"I probably should say goodbye…" He agreed. I grinned.

"Good on yah." I said. He did a small smile and walked off in the direction of her tour bus. I watched him walk off, and smiled to myself. I saw Jason talking to Nate so I walked over. Once I approached, I wrapped my arms around Jason.

"Aww, I'm gonna miss my favourite boy!" I said smirking at Nate. He folded his arms and pouted. I rubbed Jason's back. "I really will miss you." I said truthfully.

"Yes, yes I shall miss the little sister I never got." Jason said laughing.

"And I shall miss my big brother I never got."

"Uhm, Justin?" Nate asked. I pulled away from Jason.

"Because I totally care about him." I said in a fast mono-tone. Nate and Jason laughed. I walked over to Nate and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Ima miss you like hell." I whispered into his ear as I kissed him on the cheek. He rubbed my back. We pulled apart.

"Don't worry… it will seem like we are never apart… promise." He said smiling. Even though he seemed so sure about it, I could hear the obvious un-sureness in his tone. I nodded and smiled, and kissed him for what would be the last time in a long time. We pulled apart and smiled at each other. I looked over and saw Mitchie and Shane walk out of the tour bus. Shane was carrying Mitchie's last suitcase. When they got down the stairs they kind of just looked at each other for a moment or two. I could see they were saying something, but it was really quiet so I couldn't hear them. Shane put it down, and they hugged then once they pulled apart he handed the suitcase over to Mitchie. She smiled and she started to walk over, with Shane's hand placed on her lower back. I could see the smile plastered on her face.

I grinned. Nate and I exchanged a glance. I winked at him, and he laughed. I held his hand in mine and squeezed it.

"I'll miss you." I whispered one last time.

"I'll miss you too." He said.

"Okay girls, you've got a plane to catch!" Mrs Gray said. I looked at Nate, and quickly threw my arms around him, embracing him in one last hug. We smiled at each other.

"Bye Alexandra." He said.

"Goodbye, Nathaniel." I said smiling. We pulled apart, and I ran to Jason giving him one last hug. Mitchie ran to Nate. Then I ran to Shane, as Mitchie ran to Jason. Then we both ran to Mr and Mrs Gray. We pulled apart and headed for the taxi. Just as Mitchie was getting in, Hannah walked out, holding a black and brown little poodle. I looked over and as she popped her bubble gum she smirked and waved.

"Ugh." I said, making a disgusted noise at her. Mitchie looked up and then past me to see Hannah. Just before she got into the taxi, she lifted up her middle finger. Hannah's jaw-dropped as she sent us evils. I quickly grabbed her hand. "Mitchie…" I whispered angrily under my breath. She rolled her eyes and got into the car. I sighed and got in, closing the door.

I wound down the window and we both said out last goodbyes. I gave Nate a look and blew a kiss. He smiled and blew one back- as manly as he possibly could. I laughed and waved.

And then we drove off… for good.

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this is where we cry.

i joke; i joke.