Sorry it took me like forever to update. I kinda had writer's block... and now it's 5 am and I've stayed up all night. School in a few hours :P Ok... you can read now lol
Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Rock, which would be awesome because I would have Joe Jonas. *sigh*
For the rest of the school day, Mitchie hung out with Andrew, who she realized shared a lot of classes with her. Whenever Shane came near them, she would shamelessly flirt with Andrew, and Andrew would flirt back. Finally, school ended and it was time to get ready for the party.
"Hey, do you want to hang at my place," Andrew asked Mitchie at her locker, leaning on the one next to her.
"Ummm, I'll pass, I have some stuff I have to do first before the party," Mitchie said, shutting her locker and pulling her bag onto her shoulder. "You'll pick me up at 7 though, right?" She looked up expectantly at him.
Andrew smiled. "Of course." And then he leaned in and gave Mitchie a peck on the lips. Mitchie froze for a second then gave him one back. He smiled back at her, making Mitchie smile and lightly blush. Suddenly, someone pushed by Andrew.
"Hey, what's your problem dude?" Andrew called out to the figure walking away. They stopped and turned around with a murderous look on their face.
"You're my problem," Shane spat out. Mitchie looked down and bit her lip.
"It's not my fault you can't seem to keep your women. They all seem to come back to me," Andrew said smugly. It kind of made Mitchie mad that Andrew thought of her as just another person he took from Shane, but she really needed him in order for her plan to work.
Shane tensed considerably and his face turned red, but he didn't move. After a few seconds, he turned around and walked out the door.
"Being a pussy isn't gonna get her back," Andrew laughed after him. Shane hesitated but kept walking, Tess waiting for him at the door.
Andrew kept laughing as Mitchie started to leave. "Hey, where are you going?" he chuckled, his laughter going down.
"Sorry, I have to go now," Mitchie sighed. She hated the way he was acting, but the plan...
"K, see you later,"Andrew smirked and walked away. Mitchie frowned and continued walking home.
Mitchie made it home without any problems, but she kept going over what had happened throughout the day. She had gotten back at Shane and Tess, but Andrew seemed a bit like a douche bag. However, Mitchie couldn't help that she started to develop feelings for him. She shivered as soon as she thought that.
"This isn't part of the plan," she murmured as she got to her room. She put her bag on the floor and sat on the edge of her bed, thinking about the party.
What if things go wrong? What if Shane gets back at her somehow? What if she breaks down there? Tess would never let her forget it.
Mitchie rubbed her head, not wanting to do this anymore but knowing she had to.
At 7 on the dot, Andrew rang her doorbell.
"I'll get it!" Mitchie called out even though her mother was still laying unresponsive in her room. Connie didn't interact with people much, and only talked to Mitchie when she needed food.
Mitchie opened the door to see Andrew in a dark blue dress shirt and jeans. Mitchie herself was wearing a white shirt with a belt and black skinny jeans. Let's just say that her wardrobe has stepped up a bit since Shane came into her life.
"Hey, you ready?" he asked her. Mitchie nodded and grabbed her purse, closing the door as they left.
Andrew lead her to his car, a red Mercedes. He opened the door for Mitchie, surprising her. She never thought Andrew to be someone who did that, especially after how he had acted today.
He got in the car and drove towards Tess' house. "So, have you ever been to a party before?" Andrew asked as he fiddled with the radio.
"Not really," Mitchie shrugged.
"Oh, well, it'll be fun," he smirked at her.
Mitchie was about to reply when they drove up to a mansion. Andrew pulled up into the drive way and Mitchie gasped.
"Jesus Christ..." she whispered, looking at the huge house. Andrew chuckled.
"All the houses around here are like this, including mine. You should come over some day," he winked at her before exiting the car. He opened the door for Mitchie and she got out.
Together, they walked up the long path to the front door silently. Mitchie was starting to get a bad vibe from him, but she didn't say anything. She needed him, at least for tonight. She knew it was bad to use people, but he should be used to it, right?
Once they reached the door, Andrew opened it, allowing Mitchie to walk in first. She was surprised and the amount of kids just in the front room. They were all dancing in the low lights, touching and rubbing against each other. Mitchie looked around for Caitlyn but couldn't see her.
"Here," Andrew said into her ear, "I'll show you around a bit." That's right, he should know this house like the back of his hand.
Mitchie nodded and took his hand, letting him pull her through the crowd. In the living room, Mitchie noticed Tess trying to dance with Shane, but he was looking around. Mitchie quickly turned her head when Shane's eyes connected to hers.
"Hey, Andrew, I'm going to get a drink," Mitchie told him, leaning up so that he could hear. She needed to get away before Shane could reach her.
"Naw, I'll go get it for you," Andrew responded, oblivious to Mitchie's ulterior motive. Before Mitchie could protest, Andrew left, leaving Mitchie to fend for herself.
"Hey," Shane says as he walks up to her. Mitchie looks behind him to see Tess dancing with another guy, acting as if she didn't care if he was Shane or not.
Mitchie looked down uncomfortably. "What do you want?"
"I just want to say I'm sorry. I know you're with Andrew to get me back, but-"
"You don't know anything. I actually like Andrew, okay? You can leave me alone," Mitchie hissed at him.
"Mitchie, cut the crap, I know you want me," Shane smirked.
"You disgust me," Mitchie spat and tried to walk away, but Shane grabbed her arm.
"Yo, get off her!" Andrew yelled, drinks in both of his hands. He put them down and pushed Shane away.
"You want to start something?" Shane asked, his eyes narrow.
"No, I'm here to end it. Come on, Mitchie," Andrew said, holding on to Mitchie's hand and pulling her away from the scene.
"Thanks," Mitchie said quietly as he lead her upstairs.
He looked back at her. "No problem." Andrew smiled and brought her to a room, closing the door when they were both inside.
"So..." Mitchie said, shrugging her shoulders and looking at Andrew. He smiles again and takes her hand, pulling her to the bed. They both collapse on it and he looks at her. Slowly, he leans in towards Mitchie until their lips gently touch. She hesitates for a moment before halfheartedly kissing him back. He first puts his hands on her waist, but when they start traveling up north, Mitchie pulls away. She clears her throat and looks up at him, raising an eyebrow. He shrugs and leans back on his arms.
"You know what I find funny?" Andrew randomly says after a bit. Mitchie just looks at him. "It's funny how I know you're using me, but I just go along with it."
"Kind of like how you knew Tess was using you, right?" Mitchie mumbled, pulling her legs up to her and wrapping her arms around them. She just wasn't feeling good about this at all anymore.
She missed Shane.
Andrew laughed a little and shook his head. "No, she wasn't using me. She was using him. She told me the baby is mine but she wanted to see if she can get him back, take him from you, you know?"
Mitchie froze. The baby isn't Shane's? "Wh-what?" she stuttered.
"Yeah, you heard me. Don't you think Shane's too much of a wuss to actually father a child? I doubt that's even possible with his little dick."
Mitchie looked down. This was getting pretty uncomfortable really fast.
He looked at her. "But you wouldn't know, now would you? How about I show you what a real man is." He then pushed Mitchie back and got on top of her, his hands holding down her arms. Mitchie's eyes opened wide in fear. This cannot be happening.
He pulled his shirt off over his head with a devilish grin, making Mitchie want to gag. He slowly slid his hands up the front of Mitchie's shirt, but stopped when he felt something.
"What the...?" he mumbled in confusion as he lifted her shirt to see what it was. He saw the cut she had made earlier that day, starting to scab up. Mitchie gasped and tried to cover it, but he grabbed her arm, accidentally pulling up her sleeves.
"Holy shit, what the fuck's wrong with you?" Andrew yelled, horrified at the multiple scars surrounding her arms, overlapping and intertwining together. Mitchie just looked up at him with wide eyes. "You're such a freak! I should have listened to Tess," he spat at her as he left the room in disgust.
Mitchie just sits on the bed, staring at the door. Her sight becomes blurry as tears rush to her eyes. I really am a freak, she thinks sadly. She suddenly gets up and runs out of the room, almost immediately running into Nate.
"Whoa," Nate gasps as he almost falls from the impact. She holds on to him tightly and sobs into his chest. "Hey, hey, hey, it's okay. Tell me what happened," he tried to coax her.
"He took me in the room... and then the bed... and then my shirt," she whimpers out. Nate's eyes widen.
"Wait, what? Did he... rape you?"
"NO!" she screams out. "He called me a freak, and..." she trails off. Nate sighs. He knew who 'he' was.
"It's okay, Mitchie," he said as he pulled her back to him, rubbing her back to try to calm her down. He knew how sensitive she was.
"Oh great, now you go use my brother to hurt me," another voice says coldly. They both look up to see an angry Shane and a hurt Caitlyn.
"What? We weren't doing any-" Nate tries to explain, but Shane will have none of it.
"Yeah, whatever," Shane says as he walks off.
Caitlyn looks at them tearfully before walking off also. Mitchie turns back to Nate.
"That's not the worst of it. Tess' baby... it's not Shane." Nate's jaw drops.
"Are you serious?" he asks, astonished. Mitchie nods, making Nate frown. People start cheering from the family room so they both go to check it out. In the middle of a crowd, Tess is giving Shane a lap dance.
Mitchie covers her mouth and runs away in tears while Nate watches with wide eyes.
"What the fuck?" he murmurs before noticing that Mitchie is gone. He looks around a bit before fighting his way through the crowd to reach Shane. "Shane, we gotta go, man. I need to talk to you," Nate tells him, but Shane brushes him off, his eyes strictly on Tess. Nate sighs and finally pushes Tess away from him and pulls Shane up.
"Yo, dude, what's your problem," Shane says lowly to him.
"Tess is, don't you see how she's ruining everything? Come on, I really need to tell you something!"
"Shaney..." Tess whines and pouts, sticking her lips out. Shane looks between Tess and Nate before sighing and nodding to Nate.
Nate pulls him into an empty room and jumps right into the story. "So Mitchie only came tonight with Andrew to get back at you, right? Well, she told me that he told her that Tess told him that her baby isn't yours but really his. So you need to dump that ho bag," Nate says all in one breath, almost too quickly for Shane to understand.
Shane stares at him blankly until the last bit registers in his head. "Hey! 'That ho bag' happens to be my girlfriend!"
"Girlfriend or dictator because I haven't seen you be yourself lately. Seriously, she's a cheap substitute for a prostitute and you deserve much better. You deserve Mitchie..."
"I don't care, Mitchie went too far by bringing Andrew here tonight. She knows I hate him!"
"And Tess having Andrew's baby is not worse than that? Man, you are stupid!"
Shane stops arguing and clenches his fists. "Did you just call me here to insult me?"
"No, dude. Seriously, Tess is no good for you. Go ask her if Andrew is the father."
Shane studies Nate for a minute before agreeing. "Fine."
They both walk back to the family room to see Tess giving Andrew a lap dance. Shane's eyes bulge out of his head and he rushes to the middle.
"Tess! What are you doing?" he frantically asks her.
"Giving my baby's dad a bit of fun, of course!" she squealed, obviously drunk.
Shane looked back at Nate to see him give him a sad smile and shrug, as if to say 'I told you so'. He goes back to Nate and leans against a wall, his head in his hands.
"What do we do now?" he mumbled.
Nate smiled. "We go find Mitchie."
So... cool? Not cool? Please review! 1 more chapter! Then I'm taking a bit of a break then posting a sequel which will hopefully be better than this.