Chapter 1: Magic
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A/N: You guys make me sad YET happy. So all I ask, as I end this story (not much left!).
I have a simple request. And I KNOW you guys can do it.
Get me to 450 hits, before I end this story and move on to If You Really Knew Me.
Please?
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Mitchie felt pressure growing in her chest.
She pulled on her dress looking around at the crowded room.
He ditched her.
He completely and utterly ditched her.
But he still wanted her to go to the after party with him?
Mitchie got smart.
She was wary of what she did with her 'boyfriend'.
She came to realize, she was nothing more than a low grade playboy bunny who was easy to get in bed.
She sighed and gave up.
She threw her heels back on and began to leave.
But of course he noticed her then.
He ran up to her and laughed jiggling the flask in her face.
"Mitch if you wanted some of this coulda just asked me."
She sighed and softly pushed his hand away.
"No, actually I dont want any. Im going home now."
He frowned and followed her out into the halls.
"But Mitch! Come on. The party doesnt start till the chaperones leave!"
She turns around and frowns.
"No. I dont want to stay. Im not staying to have sex with you."
A slick smiled came across his face.
And he cornered her in.
And he whispered on her lips.
Allowing her a taste of his rancid breath.
"So you just want to do it now? Is that what it will take to convince ya to come with me tonight."
She scowled and pushed on his chest.
"No. Im done with you."
She began to walk away.
And he stepped on her dress.
And it tore.
She turned to him her eyes wide.
He pulled harder.
This time grasping the material in his hands.
She yanked it out of his hands and ran to her locker.
She rummaged through trying to find her scissors.
But instead.
She found a gift.
She froze.
She slowly pulled it out and slid down the lockers.
She opened the wrapping.
And tears came to her eyes.
Such a long night.
And now, as she sat on the floor of her school.
Her dress torn to her thighs.
And tears streaking her face.
Her terrible evening.
That should have been magical.
Was giving her the magic she deserved.
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Shane felt like strangling someone.
He couldnt strangle Nate.
Because then their compromise would be thrown out the window.
But now they had to do it just like everyone else.
They were focusing on Nate.
The other two were well...
Hiding...
The record gave them a proposition.
Give up.
Or give it another go.
Only this time they had to prove they had a chance of selling albums.
Shane had little hope.
But he needed it to happen.
