All the readers in the house say YEAH! I still don't know how you guys do it! It seems that whenever other authors ask for a certain amount of reviews it takes days or weeks for them to update. For me, it's hours! You guys ROCK! :) *Breaks out in to an a capella version of "We Rock" from Camp Rock* Can you guys tell that I'm a really good mood today? It's because I woke up to a text message saying "good morning beautiful" which totally made my day, especially since I woke up late...

Yeah. I'm feeling pretty good! :D So! This chapter is about...how Mitchie get's her GROOVE BACK! :D Mitchie's New Groove! :D So yeah! I think you'll like this. It's not a terribly long chapter, but still :)

"Don't do this Mitchie!" Caitlyn exclaimed. I was sitting in front of my computer on a fake Flitter account. The only people who knew of this account was Caitlyn and I, and I had every intent of getting a little bit of revenge.

"Why not? He embarrassed me, he should have known that this was coming to him, so why not?" I asked. Caitlyn bit her lip.

"Mitchie, you're only going to make things worse," she said.

"I don't care. He deserves it!" I exclaimed.

"Mitchie, if you post that picture, you can kiss any chance of mending your broken friendship any time soon goodbye!" Caitlyn said.

"Caitlyn…he broke my heart. And then when I went to write about it, suddenly I'm the bad guy!" I exclaimed. Caitlyn let out a heavy sigh.

"If you post that picture, you're going to regret it and want to delete it, but you know that as soon as you post that, there will be millions of fans who are going to get it. I don't know how they'll get it, but they'll get it and only you will be losing out," Caitlyn said. I sighed, knowing she was right.

"Alright…I won't," I said, quickly clicking out of Flitter. I turned to her and looked up at her hesitantly.

"Wanna go to the boys' apartment? I kind of want to hang out with Jason and Nate," I said. Caitlyn smiled and nodded.

"Sure. Do you want me to call, or should we just surprise them?" she asked.

"Let's surprise them. You know, who gives a flying pickle if Shane and Emily are there? Nate and Jason are my friends and if I want to see them and I'm invited to their place, the damn it, I'm going to go!" I said adamantly. Caitlyn threw her arms around me.

"THANK YOU!" she exclaimed. I laughed and hugged her back.

"For what?" I asked. She pulled away smiling.

"For turning back into the normal Mitchie who doesn't let Shane Gray dictate her life," she said. I grinned and grabbed my purse.

"Come on. Let's go!"

We sat in the empty apartment, waiting for the boy to get back. About half way there, Caitlyn had called Nate to tell him we were on our way, but he had his phone turned off, meaning he was in an interview with Jason and Shane, so we decided to just let ourselves in the apartment and wait for them to get home. I glanced towards the music room and bit my lip lightly. I had an itch to go and play something just for the hell of it.

"Quit gazing longingly at it and just go play something already!" Caitlyn teased.

"Easier said than done. If I pick up one instrument that would mean something big to Shane, he'll have my head on a silver platter," I said.

"What happened to the Mitchie who didn't let Shane dictate her life?" Caitlyn asked. I smiled and nodded. Standing up, I felt a small voice in the back of my head telling me not to do this, but I quickly silenced it as I opened the doors to the music room.

Wordlessly, I walked over to the piano and ran my fingers along the keys. I smiled at the feeling of the ivory keys underneath my fingers. I quietly grabbed my favorite guitar and sat on the piano bench. I quietly began strumming the strings and counting beats as my eyes closed and I began blocking out the world.

"Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you
Counting my footsteps praying the floor won't fall through again
And my mother accused me of losing my mind
But I swore I was fine."

I quickly lost myself in the song that I almost let the world hear. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I thought I heard the door open and voices, but I was too far gone already. The music had taken over every fiber of my being and there was no escaping until either somebody intervened or I finished off the song. I silently prayed I would get to finish.

"You paint me a blue sky and go back and turn it to rain
And I lived in your chess game, but you changed the rules everyday
Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone tonight
Well, I stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
I should've known."

I opened my eyes and saw four pairs of eyes on me, but I was too caught up in the music to even consider stopping. I could feel a few tears escape my eyes. I locked eyes with the one who needed to hear this song the most. It was my goodbye song to him. I remembered how as I wrote this song, I had vowed to those who would listen that this would be the last song I ever wrote about him.

"Well, maybe it's just me and my blind optimism to blame
Or maybe it's you and your sick need to give love then take it away
And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't understand
And I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they said run as fast as you can

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
Dear John, I see it all now it was wrong
Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played with?
Your dark twisted games when I loved you so
I should've known."

I saw the spark of understanding in his eyes, but it was surrounded by a boatload of other emotions. Frustration, hurt, adoration, sorrow and love were just a few of the deeper emotions that I could make out in his eyes. I let out a shaky breath as I felt all the cards being laid out on the table. This was it, and we both knew it. This was the last time we would be faced with this repetitive scenario. He was right. I wasn't over him…and I had to start fixing that. I couldn't let him dictate my life anymore. I had every right to be happy…and this was the final song I would write on the subject. I closed my eyes as I prepared to finish off the song.

"You are an expert at sorry and keeping lines blurry
Never impressed by me acing your tests
All the girls that you've run dry have tired, lifeless eyes
'Cause you've burn them out
But I took your matches before fire could catch me
So don't look now
I'm shining like fireworks over
Your sad, empty town

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
I see it all now that you're gone,

Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress wrote you a song
You should've known

You should've known
Don't you think I was too young?
You should've known."

I wordlessly opened my eyes and saw them all staring at me nervously. I flashed them all a smile and gave them a small shrug. Jason's face was the first to break out into a smile, followed by Caitlyn and Nate, and then finally Shane. I let out a shaky breath.

"It's not going to be on the CD, is it?" Caitlyn asked. I shook my head.

"No…the person who needed to hear it got to hear it…and I'm good," I said.

"No, it needs to be on the album," Shane said. I looked up at him in shock. He smiled sheepishly at his seemingly flip-flopping opinions.

"No, it really doesn't. It'll be fine just being one of those songs that don't make the final cut," I said. Shane shook his head.

"No…I think that song will be able to touch a girl and change their life. Maybe they'll see that they're in a crappy situation and make them feel better. I want to see that song on your album," Shane said. I looked him in the eyes and smiled a little.

"Thank you for your opinion Shane…but you're not in charge of my life…I am. So I'm not ready to put it on my new album," I said. I could tell that my response shocked everybody, but Caitlyn stood by Nate with this huge shit-eating grin on her face. I smiled lightly and turned to her.

"Caity-Cat, do you think it's possible to take Dear John off of the track listing and put another song on there?" I asked. Caitlyn nodded.

"Yeah, but you're going to have to go back in and re-record it," Caitlyn said. I nodded and smiled at her.

"Alright. Sounds good," I said. She smiled and came over to hug me, but Jason quickly jumped in her way and picked me up and began parading me around the apartment like old times.

"Everybody! Mitchie Torres is back!" he exclaimed, causing everybody, even Shane, to begin laughing. He dropped me onto the couch and sat next to me.

"Life is looking up," Shane said, sitting on the opposite side of me. I grinned and nodded before resting my head on Jason's shoulder.

"Yes it is."

Sooooooo? Whatcha think? :)

Cerealy you guys, how did you think this one went? And yes! I update just because you asked me to! I really was going to wait until tomorrow, but there were a few of you who said "Can you please update tonight" and so I know that you all are going to appreciate this. :)

I was so flipping happy when someone said that they were obsessed with this story! Really? Obsessed? Aww! You guys make me so happy! :)

Okay...SO! Next chapter is gonna be a good one. Well...maybe not for some of you who are adamantly against Jitchie, but come on. It's not that bad! I know you guys don't like it, but you can at least tolerate it! Besides, what if I told you that Jitchie = More Smitchie! Hmmmm? Yeah, you're probably trying to figure out how Jitchie = More Smitchie, but you will just have to wait and find out! :)

Anyways, my boyfriend is asking me about dogs, so I need to go figure out what he's trying to tell me. So time for the wrap up!

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