a/n: Hola! So I'm so extremely excited about the feedback for the last chapter! I was at 206 reviews and now I'm at 217! I'm in awe! Thank you! Enjoy this chapter!

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: GETTING CONFUSED

"No, Mom, I'm not going to Caitlyn and Nate's wedding with Shane. Besides, I'm a bridesmaid." My home phone was in the crook of my neck as I folded my laundry.

"Well, is Shane a best man?"

"I dunno. Jason is probably the best man."

"Yeah, well, there can be more than one. I'll bet you he is one."

"Well what does that have to do with anything?"

"Oh nothing."

I rolled my eyes. "Mom, I know that voice, you're planning something."

"Whatever you say, Mitchie, I'll see you on Saturday."

"Fine. Tell Daddy I love him."

"Will do."

I hung up and continued folding my clothes in silence. A knock on the door interrupted my peace. "Oh for the love of all living!" I opened the door and there stood Stacy, smiling like an idiot. "Hi Stacy, do you need something?"

Her smile disappeared. "You don't remember?"

"Remember what?"

She smacked her perfectly manicured hand on her forehead. "Today is the day for the first interview!"

"What?!"

"You, Shane, interview, today."

"Oh my God, I completely forgot! I don't even have anything presentable to wear!" I ran to my closet and started fishing through my clothes. Stacy came in and picked a black skirt with a flowery yellow and black blouse.

"Put a black tank top underneath the shirt, tuck the shirt in the skirt and you'll look fine with a pair of black heels. You can get your hair and makeup done in the studio."

I grabbed the clothes and hurried into the bathroom. She was right, I looked pretty good. When I came out, I put on the heels she gave me and we hurried to the car.

As soon as we got to the studio, people were swarming around me fixing my hair and makeup. I thanked them and headed over to where Stacy was talking quietly to Shane. "Ready. Hey Shane."

He looked over at me and smiled softly. "Hi, Mitchie. You look nice."

"Thanks."

Stacy nudged my gut, causing me to look at her. "Mitchie, just be honest when you go out there, and be careful if the interviewer asks about…you know who."

My eyes widened. "It's that lady? You know she's going to bother me about that!"

"Just be careful. You're on in five seconds!"

I became stiff as a random dude put a mike on my shirt. Shane patted my back. "You'll be fine, Mitchie."

"Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for Shane Gray and Mitchie Torres!"

I walked closely behind Shane and waved to the screaming audience. Laura, the interviewer, smiled sweetly. "Mitchie, it's great to have you back. Shane, pleasure to have you here. So, Mitchie, last time we got to know you better. Your celebrity crush is Joe Jonas, your favorite band is the Jonas Brothers. And your ex's name is Shay."

Shit. I felt Shane stiffen beside me.

"What's changed since then?"

I shifted a bit so I could get a look at Shane's face. He had his poker face on. "Well, the Tigers are going to the championship tournament on Saturday. We hope to win. And after that I'll be going on the Children's Benefit Tour with Shane here."

"You and Shane have only known each other for two weeks, but you seem pretty close. Are you? Shane, why don't you answer this one?"

He smiled. "I was pretty excited when I found out that Mitchie was the one I'd be going on tour with because since my dad used to coach volleyball, he's into watching games and stuff and in our household, Mitchie is our favorite player."

"Your father used to coach volleyball and your mother was a politician, correct?"

"Yes, but they divorced several years ago."

"Why?"

"Something happened in my personal life that my mother caused and I told my dad about it and they just split."

"What happened?"

He glanced at me. I was silently praying that it wasn't what I thought. "I had a girlfriend that I deeply cared about and when I took her to meet my mother, my mother said some things that made her leave me. I've never forgiven my mom for that."

I looked down. I separated a family. Screw my life. "I'm sorry, Shane." I said it like I felt sorry for him, but he understood the hidden meaning.

"Thanks," he responded softly, but his eyes read, It's not your fault.

"So, Mitchie, what was your reaction when you found out about the tour?"

I smiled and tilted my head a bit. "Well, at first I was shocked, I mean I wasn't expecting it. Then I was confused about why I was chosen, but after I got over it, I was pretty excited. And I still am."

"How's Team Mitchie going?"

I laughed and pushed my hair behind my ear. "It's going well. It's an awesome feeling to have my own Nike line."

"And it's a very cute Nike line, I might add."

"Thank you, I appreciate it."

"Shane, do you have any products coming out anytime soon?"

"Well, no clothes or anything, but I've seen my face on a few band-aid boxes."

We laughed along with the audience. Laura smirked. "Any products for your tour?"

Shane chuckled. "So far, only shirts, key chains, and posters."

Laura's face suddenly brightened. "You can call it the Smitchie line! Shane and Mitchie equals Smitchie! I'm a genius."

The audience burst in cheers and Shane and I laughed politely. Laura sat back down after bowing and cleared her throat. "We've got one minute left. Anything you really want to say?"

I looked at Shane and he nodded for me to go ahead. "Um…I just want to thank you guys for your support, I probably wouldn't be here right now if it weren't for you. Thanks!"

Laura announced the commercial break and Shane and I walked backstage. He smirked. "Shay, huh?"

"I don't want to talk about it." I pushed past him and headed over to Stacy, who was actually smiling.

"Mitchie, what else did you tell her?"

I turned around and glared at him. "Look, I'm sorry I'm the cause of your family breaking apart, and I'm sorry I broke your heart more than once. If you were smart, you'd figure out why I'm doing this. We are just friends. Get it through your head." Honestly, I hadn't meant to sound so venomous.

He scoffed. "Do we really have to fight again? We just got back into each other's lives!"

"I know, Shane. But if get too close again, we'll…"

His eyes widened as he realized what I was saying. "Mitchie, you're not taking a chance because you don't want to hurt me again? You're hurting me by not trusting us!"

"Mitchie!" Stacy was waving me over.

"I have to go." I gave him a small smile and walked over to Stacy. "Ready?"

"Yep." Once we were in the car, she glanced quickly at me. "Nice job today, Mitchie. She asked about Shay and you took it very well. But I noticed Shane get kinda stiff next to you. And afterwards you two looked like you were in a lovers spat. Is there something I should know?"

I squirmed uncomfortably. "Um…Shay and Shane might be one and the same."

"Are you serious? You two dated in high school?"

"Yes."

"Well, give me the details!"

For the rest of the ride home, that's exactly what I did. I told her everything, from the time I almost hit him in the head while spiking a ball at practice to the day his mother scared me away.

She nodded quietly until I was finished. "So you're the reason his family split up?"

"Guess so."

"I thought it was kind of weird that you apologized to him. This is going to be one heck of a tour, Mitchie." She pulled the break as she parked and she smiled sympathetically at me.

I got out of the car. "Like I don't know that already. Thank you, Stacy."

"Alright, Mitchie, get some rest, and get those heels off! We don't need blisters before the championship!"

I smiled and waved, walking in through my door. I kicked the heels off and laid down on the couch.

Sure I really hated Mrs. Gray, but their family didn't have to separate. And great, Shane found out my little secret.

So I'm trying to spare him a broken heart and he complains about it? What the hell?

Every single moment I spend with him, the more I get confused.

The worst thing is, I only have four days to get my act together. Because on Monday, we're leaving for the tour.

And it's going to be one heck of a ride.

a/n: YES! I knew I could get it done by the end of today! So, Shane knows what Mitchie's trying to do…maybe he's got his own plan? Who really knows? Happy New Years guys! Oh and out of curiosity, WHO IS GOING TO WATCH THE CAMP ROCK 2 PREVIEW ON NEW YEARS EVE? I AM! I can't wait, it's killing me. Review!