Hey everyone. Sorry for the long wait. It's been a very long summer. Or maybe I should say short summer consitering I had barely enough time to write. It's even kinda late now. Anywho, there are a lot of songs in this but I think they are all Camp Rock or Jonas Brothers so it's all good. Hope you like it.


LAST TIME

I'm still trying to figure out what you asked me earlier.

"I'll e-mail it to you so you can translate it easier. Bye."

Bye Mitchie.

Mitchie pressed end and turned off her cell phone. No more interruptions tonight. Just me, Sierra, and Leonardo DeCaprio.


NOW

"Shane!"

Shane woke with a start. He had not even realized he had fallen asleep. He had been on Mitchie's MyFace looking at pictures and all of a sudden he was being shaken awake by Nate.

"What?"

"Man, we have dress rehearsal in fifteen minutes you have to get up," Jason urged.

"I'm up, I'm up," Shane said, standing up lazily and following the other two out of the tour bus, "George," he said spotting the man standing outside the bus with a McGonald's cup in his hand, "where are we today?"

"The windy city of Chicago," George replied handing Shane the cup which contained orange juice, "You have dress rehearsal now, then Stevie at ten, then you have a signing at about two and then there are no planned activities until a final run through at around six. The show starts at seven. We are here for about three or four days then off to Wisconsin."

"Great."

The boys headed to the stadium to see fans already lining up outside.

Wow those are some dedicated fans.

"Hey George," Nate called as they entered the stadium dressing rooms, "Can we get those dedicated fans something to eat and a couple keep sakes? They are going to be sitting there awhile."

George pulled out his cell phone and made a couple calls and also grabbed a few t-shirts with the Connect Three logo on them and headed back out to the fans.

That was Nate, always looking out for the fans. He never seemed to have a selfish moment.

The boys rehearsed for an hour and then headed over to channel 6 for their interview with Stevie. The drive was quick and they were soon in hair and make up. Shane pulled out his phone.

Haven't talked to Mitchie all day. I should say good morning at least.

Shane pulled up Mitchie's number and texted:

Good Morning

He waited while the make-up people messed with his face.

She isn't texting back; maybe she's still sleeping or something. I'll call her after the show.

Shane slipped his cell phone back into his pocket and allowed the hair people to comb and style it for him.

'I'm falling even more in love with you, letting go of all I've held onto. I'm standing here until you make me move. I'm hanging by a moment here with you'

Nate pulled out his cell phone and looked at it.

"Hello?... Oh hey…I'm doing terrific, and yourself?... They're doing good…No, I haven't talked to her since last night. Is everything ok?... Let me ask Shane."

Nate turned to Shane.

"Have you heard from Mitchie today?"

"No," Shane answered, "but she's probably still asleep or something. She had a friend sleeping over."

"Shane says she's probably still asleep or something. He says that she had a sleepover last night… So did I…We're actually going on the Stevie show in about five minutes… of course it's live…alright well I'll let you go. Say hello to Alicia for me…bye."

Jason had been the first one ready for the show and came out of the dressing room armed with a camera.

"Hey guys," Jason said in a loud voice.

"Hey Jason, what's with the camera?" Nate asked.

"I thought we should start a TeenTube for the band."

"That sounds cool," Shane said, "Hey fans we are in Chicago headed out to the Stevie stage. We're gonna answer some fan questions and sing a little."

"We hope you are coming to a show on the tour and we hope to see you soon," Nate commented to the camera.

"And…we're clear," Jason smiled, "I just love being behind the camera."

Nate laughed and dragged his band mates towards the stage.

"Now please welcome to the stage Nate, Jason, and Shane; the hottest band in the continental U.S., Connect 3."


"Mitchie, wake up."

"What? It's only eight in the morning; do we really need to get up THIS early?"

"Mitchie, your mom is taking us to the mall. Get up and get dressed!" Sierra practically yelled in Mitchie's ear.

"Did you say mall?" Mitchie perked up.

"Yea, your mom wants to get you some new clothes for school jam sessions and I need something for the Connect 3 concert."

"The concert isn't for another two and a half months."

"I still need new clothes since for school."

"Ok," Mitchie said, lazily getting out of bed and heading for the kitchen.

When she and Sierra entered, the news was on and Mrs. Torres had made an egg casserole for the girls' breakfast. Mitchie grabbed a cup of orange juice as she and Sierra sat down to eat and listen to the morning show.

"Now please welcome to the stage Nate, Jason, and Shane; the hottest band in the continental U.S., Connect 3," the television announcer was saying.

"Oh Connect 3! Hey Mrs. Torres, can we turn it up?" Sierra asked.

Connie turned up the volume as Jason was walking onto the stage and greeting Stevie.

"Welcome to the Stevie Show. We are really excited to have Connect 3 with us today," Stevie said, as the five of them took seats on sofas that we on the stage.

"Thank you for having us," Nate replied in a business casual way.

That's so Nate. He's so polite. Wow… Shane looks so good in those white skinny jeans.


"So, how do you three like the Windy City?" Stevie inquired.

"We haven't really gotten to see much of it yet," Shane replied, "We had a rehearsal this morning and then came hear, but I have to say we have some pretty dedicated fans here."

"How do you mean?"

"There were already like ten girls at the stadium when we got there this morning," Jason answered.

I wish Mitchie was one of those girls…Keep focus, Shane you don't want to say something funny during the interview.

"I hear you are coming out with a new album soon. Is there any particular song you are eager for your fans to hear or any favorites?"

"I really, really like Play My Music," Jason commented, "Shane wrote it over the summer on our time off and it really hit the passion and drive of the band. We really want to be playing music and it's all I really want to do."

"My favorite song would have to be Hello Beautiful," Nate explained, "I wrote it awhile ago when I had a crush on a girl. I was on the road and she was back in California."

"Oh, do you still like her? Do you keep in contact?" Stevie begged for the information.

"I don't like her, like her. She and I are good friends and right now with traveling and everything I'm ok with the relationship we have. We still talk, but not as much. She has school and I have work so it's hard to keep in contact all the time."

Alicia…right? Wait a second…how come he didn't tell me he was over her? He has to like some one else if he has slowed contact with her because he's always on the phone. Or…is he messing with Stevie because he has a better relationship with her that I don't know of and he is trying to keep it secret? Hmmm…

"Shane, what about you?"

"What?"

"What's your favorite song?"

"Um…My favorite song on the album would have to be…Gotta Find You."

"Does it have any special meaning?" Stevie questioned.


"Yea. It's about a girl…actually about her voice more than her I guess."

"That's my song. That's the song he wrote for me," Mitchie hissed into Sierra's ear.

"I know. Maybe we get to hear a little of it today."

"I'm not so sure, but it would be cool if we did."


"Ooo it sounds really interesting. Is this girl special to you?" Stevie asked.

"Yea, she is an amazing girl and a great friend."

"Are you going to tell us who she is?"

I wish I could…oh man I miss her.

"We aren't here to talk about the people in our lives. We're here to talk about our music," Nate cut in.

"Speaking of your music, after this commercial break the boys will be playing two of the new songs on their album. Don't go away," Stevie said as the crowd cheered and they went to a commercial break.

"Thanks," Shane said to Nate under his breath.

Nate nodded and pulled out his cell phone as they headed over to the set up.

Is it Alicia or mystery girl? I wonder if Mitchie's watching.

"What songs are we doing?" Jason asked coming up to Shane.

"Which ones did you have in mind?"

"How about Play My Music and Shane's solo?" Nate suggested.

"I'm up for that," Jason commented.

"Let me just check with Mitchie," Shane said pulling out his phone.

Mitchie-

I hope you're watching Stevie this morning. I'm singing your song. Hope you're ok.

-Shane

Shane waited. Everyone was taking their places and Shane realized that he had no more time to wait to hear back from Mitchie. He stuffed his phone in his pocket and took his place with Nate and Jason.


"Speaking of your music, after this commercial break the boys will be playing two of the new songs on their album. Don't go away."

"Did you see what Nate did?" Mitchie asked Sierra.

"Did he just avoid answering a question? That's not like Nate at all."

"Maybe he's just trying to keep Shane focused," Mrs. Torres suggested.

"Maybe," Mitchie considered.

"And…we're back with teen sensation Connect 3."

"So we're gonna play somethin' new," Shane said into the mic, "let us know what you think."

"Turn on that radio, as loud as it can go. Wanna dance until my feet can't feel the ground. Say goodbye to all my fears, one good song and they disappear, and nothing in the world can bring me down.

"Hand clapping, hip shaking, heart breaking, there's no faking what you feel when you're right at home, yeah.

"Music's in my soul. I can hear it every day and every night. It's the one thing on my mind. Music's got control and I'm never letting go, no, no. I just want to play my music. Woo.

"Got my six string on my back. Don't need anything but that. Everything I want is here with me. So forget that fancy car, I don't need to go that far. What's driving me is following my dreams, yeah.

"Hand clapping, hip shaking, heart breaking, there's no faking what you feel when you're right at home, yeah.

"Music's in my soul. I can hear it every day and every night. It's the one thing on my mind. Music's got control and I'm never letting go, no, no. I just want to play my music. I just want to play my music.

"Can't imagine what it'd be like, without the sounds of all my heroes singing all my favorite songs, so I can sing along.

"Music's in my soul. I can hear it every day and every night. It's the one thing on my mind. Music's got control and I'm never letting go, no, no. I just want to play my music.

"Music's in my soul. I can hear it every day and every night. It's the one thing on my mind. Music's got control and I'm never letting go, no, no. I just want to play my music all night long."


"This next song was written for a very special girl with a very beautiful voice," Shane introduced shakily.

Nate and Jason took their places with the back up band and turned off their microphones.

Every time I think I'm closer to the heart, of what it means to know just who I am, I think I finally found a better place to start. No one ever seems to understand. I need to try to get to where you are. Could it be you're not that far?

You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing. I need to find you, I gotta find you. You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me. I need to find you, I gotta find you. Oh yeah. Yeah.

You're the remedy I'm searching hard to find, to fix the puzzle that I see inside, painting all my dreams the color of your smile. When I find you it will be alright. I need to try to get to where you are. Could it be you're not that far?

You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing. I need to find you, I gotta find you. You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me. I need to find you, I gotta find you.

Been feeling lost, can't find the words to say. Spending all my time stuck in yesterday, cause where you are is where I wanna be. Oh next to you and you next to me. Oh, I need to find you. Yeah.

You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing. I need to find you, gotta find you. You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me. I need to find you, I gotta find you.

You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing. I need to find you, gotta find you. You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me. I need to find you, gotta find you. Yeah. Gotta find you.

"I hope you're listening. I miss your voice."

It was barely said as a whisper and anyone sitting in the audience would not know what he had said, but Mitchie knew and that's all he cared about.


Sierra sat at the table stunned.

"Sierra," Mitchie tried, waving her hand in front of Sierra's face, "Anybody home?"

Mitchie laughed, but in her head she was as high as a kite.

He misses my voice. He wants me to be in his life and listening to everything he says. He's so sweet. Wow, Sierra's really gone.

"Girls are you ready to go to the mall?" Mrs. Torres asked turning off the television.

"Yea, let me just grab my cell phone and my purse," Mitchie replied, "Come on Sierra."

Sierra got up, mouth still open and followed Mitchie out into the living room where Mitchie's phone was sitting on the coffee table.

"Sierra, snap out of it. Eventually I'm gonna be the famous one and what are you going to do then? Stare at me and freak out when I say hi to you from the stage?"

"No. I would do no such thing," Sierra retorted taking her out of her dreamy state.

"Come on, let's go."

Mitchie grabbed her phone and headed out to her mom's van with Sierra close behind her. The mall was about an hour away and Mitchie and Sierra sang along with music in the car all the way there. Mrs. Torres joined in occasionally until her phone started to ring. Then she turned down the music and picked up the call.

"Hello? Hi Rachel. What's up? Yea, we'll pick you guys up tomorrow before church. I have to make breakfast anyway. Anyone new coming with this week? Ok, I'll let her know. I'm headed to the mall is there anything anyone needs? A straightener, hair stuff for Abby and green nail polish. Ok. Well I'll talk to you later, bye."

"Rachel wants us to pick up a couple things for her," Mrs. Torres informed Mitchie and Sierra as she pulled into a parking spot.

Sierra and Mitchie were eager to go shopping and after telling the girls to make sure to stick together, Connie went off to get her own shopping done. This left the girls with total freedom and time to catch up.

"Where do you want to start?" Mitchie asked Sierra.

"Delia's has a jeans sale going on. We could start there considering it's right here."

"Sounds good," Mitchie agreed following Sierra into the store.

The girls shopped for about three hours and then Connie called Sierra about where to meet for lunch. After a light lunch, the girls went out to the car and dropped off their purchases and went back into the mall for round two. Connie was with them this time and was insistent on getting Mitchie a nice dress for going out and dances and such. Mitchie was not opposed to the idea, but she thought it was a waste because her school did not have homecoming or anything of the sort.

This one would make Shane die. I love the green. It's the perfect shade for my skin tone. I hope it fits.

Mitchie tried on the knee length dress. It looked like something Hannah Montana had worn to a premier recently and it looked amazing on Mitchie.

"Are you getting it?" Sierra asked the minute they were both out of the dressing room and standing in front of the full length mirror.

"I think. Mom can I get this?"

"Yes. It's priced pretty decently. If you want to look at any other ones while we're here, Brown is thinking about taking some choice students to an awards show this winter. You might want to have something if he picks you."

"You're so lucky you get to do cool things like that at school," Sierra enthused.

"Did Mitchie tell you that Brown is even giving her recording time in a private studio during her voice lessons?"

"Mitchie, that's awesome! How come you didn't tell me?"

"I didn't really think it was that big of a deal to be honest."

"That's a really big deal. When does your demo come out? I want a copy."

"Sierra, that's going way too far. He's recording them so I can see how much I improve. I only have private lessons with him because he really sees something in me that I don't. Sure my voice is good and I would love the chance to sing in front of a crowd for a living some day, but I don't see it coming true."

"Mitchie stop kidding yourself," Connie piped up, "You have a wonderful voice and it will get you far."

Mitchie smiled as she went back into the dressing room to try on a couple more dresses and some black slacks.

As the day came to an end, the girls headed out to the car with their purchases laughing and enjoying each other's company. They got in and started driving.

That's funny, no word from Caitlyn or Shane all day. I guess we all had a busy schedule. But it's weird that I didn't even get a text from Nate. He at least checks in everyday.


Why isn't Mitchie answering her gosh darn phone! She hasn't called all day. Not even a simple text as to what she's up to. There has to be something wrong. I just know it. I did something and I don't even know what it was. Nate's been texting all day so it can't be that we don't have service here.

Who has he been texting? Alicia??? His sister??? Jason??? No, Jason hasn't been texting at all today. Caitlyn??? Maybe that's why Mitchie isn't answering my texts; she's interested in Nate, not me.

Come on Shane, do you really believe Nate would go behind your back like that? The two issues cannot be connected at all. You're just over reacting because even after you said something about her on national television she hasn't called. Maybe she didn't even get a chance to see it. Maybe she was sleeping. Her phone could have died or something.

Shane continued to reason with himself as he slipped his phone into his pocket and followed Nate and Jason onto the stage for their first concert in Chicago.

"Hello Chicago!" Nate yelled into the microphone.

"We are so happy to be here in Chi-town and we are even more excited that you are all her to join us," Jason said into his microphone.

"How about we get started off with something up beat," Shane suggested as he did every concert.

I make the most of all this stress. I try to live without regrets, but I'm about to break a sweat. I'm freakin' out.

It's like a poison in my brain. It's like a fog that blurs the sane. It's like a vine you can't untangle. I'm freakin' out.

Every time I turn around, something don't feel right.

Just might be paranoid. I'm avoiding the lines, cause they just might split. Can someone stop the noise? I don't know what it is, but I just don't fit. I'm paranoid
Yeah!

I take the necessary steps, to get some air in to my chest. I'm taking all the doctor's meds. I'm still freakin' out.

That's why my ex is still my ex. I never trust a word she says. I'm running all the background checks, and she's freakin' out.

Every time I turn around, something's just not right.

Just might be paranoid. I'm avoiding the lines, cause they just might split. Can someone stop the noise? I don't know what it is, but I just don't fit. Consider me destroyed (consider me destroyed). I don't know how to act, cause I lost my head.
I must be paranoid (must be paranoid). And I never thought it would come this. I'm paranoid

Stuck in a room of staring faces. Caught in a nightmare, can't wake up. If you hear my cry, running through the streets, I'm about to freak, come and rescue me.

Just might be paranoid, yeah (might be paranoid). I'm avoiding the lines, cause they just might split. Can someone stop the noise? (Someone stop the noise). I don't know what it is, but I just don't fit. Consider me destroyed (consider me destroyed). I don't know how to act, cause I lost my head. I must be paranoid (must be paranoid). I never thought it would come to this, I'm paranoid.

The crowd cheered loudly. The boys took in the energy that the crowd was reradiating and ran around dancing as the sang. The concert was going really well and then it was solo time. Shane had decided he should sing the song he wrote for Mitchie at every concert.

"This is a song I wrote this summer about a person who changed my life in so many ways. I didn't know it at the time, but she has renewed my love for music and for all of you so you have her to thank for me sitting on this stool right now."

The crowd cheered even louder as Shane was handed a acoustic guitar.

Every time I think I'm closer to the heart, of what it means to know just who I am, I think I finally found a better place to start. No one ever seems to understand. I need to try to get to where you are. Could it be you're not that far?

You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing. I need to find you, I gotta find you. You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me. I need to find you, I gotta find you. Oh yeah. Yeah.

You're the remedy I'm searching hard to find, to fix the puzzle that I see inside, painting all my dreams the color of your smile. When I find you it will be alright. I need to try to get to where you are. Could it be you're not that far?

You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing. I need to find you, I gotta find you. You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me. I need to find you, I gotta find you.

Been feeling lost, can't find the words to say. Spending all my time stuck in yesterday, cause where you are is where I wanna be. Oh next to you and you next to me. Oh, I need to find you. Yeah.

You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing. I need to find you, gotta find you. You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me. I need to find you, I gotta find you.

You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing. I need to find you, gotta find you. You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me. I need to find you, gotta find you. Yeah. Gotta find you.

The crowd abounded in screams.

"Thank you," Shane said getting off the stool and heading back stage to give way for Nate.

"This is a little song I wrote about a friend of mine. It'll be on the new CD. I hope you like it."

She walks away. Colors fade to gray. Every precious moment's now a waste. She hits the gas hoping it would pass. The red lights starts to flash, it's time to wait.

And black keys never looked so beautiful, and a perfect rainbow never seemed so dull. And the lights out never had this bright a glow, and the black keys; showing me a world I never knew, no. A world I never knew.

She hates the sun cause it proves she's not alone, and the world doesn't revolve around her soul. She loves the sky cause it validates her pride. Never lets them know when she is wrong.

And black keys never looked so beautiful, and a perfect rainbow never seemed so dull. And the lights out never had this bright a glow, and the black keys; showing me a world I never knew, no. Yeah. And the walls are closing in.

Don't let them get inside of your head. Don't let them get inside of your head. Don't let them get inside of your head. Don't let them inside.

Cause black keys never looked so beautiful, and a perfect rainbow never seemed so dull. And the lights out never had this bright a glow, and the black keys; showing me a world I never knew. Don't let them get (Don't let them get) inside of your head (No). Don't let them get inside of your head. Don't let them get (Don't let them get) inside of your head.
Don't let them get (No) inside of your head. Sometimes you'll find it's better black and white.

Shane and Jason came up and joined him by the piano with stools to sing another ballad before going back for their finale.

Pick up all your tears. Throw em in your back seat. Leave without a second glance. Somehow I'm to blame. For this never-ending racetrack you call life.

So turn right. Into my arms. Turn right. You won't be alone. You might fall off this track sometime. Hope to see you on the finish line.

You're driving all your friends out. You just be, you cannot follow. And soon you will be on your own. Somehow I'm to blame. For this never-ending racetrack you call life.

So turn right. Into my arms. Turn right. You won't be alone. You might fall off this track sometime. Hope to see you on the finish line.

I did all I could. I gave everything. But you had to go your way. And that road was not for me.

So turn right. Into my arms. Turn right. You won't be alone. You might fall off this track sometimes. Hope to see you on the finish line.

The crowd applauded. The boys got up from the stools and grabbed their electric guitars and Nate went back to the drum set for the final song of the night.

Turn on that radio, as loud as it can go. Wanna dance until my feet can't feel the ground. Say goodbye to all my fears, one good song and they disappear, and nothing in the world can bring me down.

Hand clapping, hip shaking, heart breaking, there's no faking what you feel when you're right at home, yeah.

Music's in my soul. I can hear it every day and every night. It's the one thing on my mind. Music's got control and I'm never letting go, no, no. I just want to play my music. Woo.

Got my six string on my back. Don't need anything but that. Everything I want is here with me. So forget that fancy car, I don't need to go that far. What's driving me is following my dreams, yeah.

Hand clapping, hip shaking, heart breaking, there's no faking what you feel when you're right at home, yeah.

Music's in my soul. I can hear it every day and every night. It's the one thing on my mind. Music's got control and I'm never letting go, no, no. I just want to play my music. I just want to play my music.

Can't imagine what it'd be like, without the sounds of all my heroes singing all my favorite songs, so I can sing along.

Music's in my soul. I can hear it every day and every night. It's the one thing on my mind. Music's got control and I'm never letting go, no, no. I just want to play my music.

Music's in my soul. I can hear it every day and every night. It's the one thing on my mind. Music's got control and I'm never letting go, no, no. I just want to play my music all night long.

Nate, Shane, and Jason bowed as the crowd screamed. They headed off stage to find Tess looking slightly upset.

Nate immediately went to go comfort her and Shane took off for the dressing rooms. He pulled out his phone as he went.

Still no word from Mitchie. I hope she's ok. Maybe I could call Caitlyn and see what's up.

Shane pulled up Caitlyn's number and waited patiently for her to answer.

Hello?

"Caitlyn. It's Shane. I was wondering if you had talked to Mitchie at all today."

No. She's at home for the weekend. Abby said that Rachel talked to her mom this morning though.

"So you haven't heard from her?"

Sorry I haven't. Why? She's not answering her phone?"

"Not her phone or her texts or what I said this morning on the Stevie Show."

I was wondering who you were referring to. Don't worry. Her phone's probably dead or something. Maybe she's out with her mom and forgot to turn it on.

"I don't know. It was on at four in the morning."

Then it probably is dead, Shane. Anywho, I have to go. Abigail is trying to drag me to church tomorrow and if I don't get any sleep I'll snore in the pew.

Shane laughed.

"Ok. I'll let you go. If you hear anything call me."

Will do. Good night.

"Good night," Shane said hanging up.


So? Good or bad? Please leave me your comments either way. I love your imput. Lacey