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"Good morning Mom." Mitchie yawned and stretched as she walked into the kitchen. She raised an eyebrow when she noticed her mom was dressed nice so early in the morning. "Are you going somewhere?" Mitchie asked, confused.

"Yes dear, one of Diana's friends is having a formal party and we're invited. I have to go early to help out with the decorations. Shane's going to pick you up in an hour and you kids will be coming together." Connie said, as she put on a pair of earrings.

"Mom, do I have to go?" Mitchie whined. She looked up at her mother with puppy dog eyes and pouted. "It's a Sunday and I want to relax today."

Connie sighed and shook her head at her daughter. "Sweetie, it's important for us to be there and I promise we won't stay too long."

Mitchie smiled at her mom slightly and sighed, "Alright."

Connie gave her a sympathetic look and kissed her forehead. "Thanks sweetie." She glanced at her watch and gasped, "I've got to get going. Mitchie, you should start getting ready, Shane will be here soon. I love you, bye." She grabbed her jacket and ran out the door.

Once Mitchie heard the door close, she plopped onto the couch and turned on the TV.

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Mitchie noticed the doorbell ring and slowly walked to answer it. Upon hearing it ring several more times, she quickened her pace.

"Do you have any patience?" Mitchie asked sarcastically, as she let Shane inside.

Shane rolled his eyes, "Not when we're supposed to be at a party soon. Why haven't you change yet? Do you plan on wearing that?" He smirked as he looked at her outfit.

Mitchie glanced at her shorts and tank top and frowned. "I'm going to go change. Wait here."

"Hurry up. I don't wanna have to wait forever while you get ready. Shane Grey is not patient", he warned.

Mitchie rolled her eyes, "Yeah, like you didn't take an hour to get ready yesterday morning, or did you forget that you wasted my time to straighten your hair?"

Shane smirked, "Hey, it's not my fault perfection takes time." He said, flipping his hair out of his eyes.

Mitchie giggled and patted his head.

"Don't touch my hair, it's valuable. Now will you please go and get ready. I don't have all day." He said, pushing her towards the stairs.

Mitchie rolled her eyes as she climbed the stairs. Shane watched her and smiled to himself. Wait… why am I smiling? Why is it she can make me feel so, content? He groaned outwardly and sat on the couch and turned on the TV. It was a feeble attempt to keep his mind off of Mitchie.

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Shane growled for what seemed like the millionth time. He was literally dying of boredom. "Mitchie, hurry up will ya?!"

"I'm coming!" She yelled from upstairs.

"Why do girls take so damn long?" Shane muttered in frustration.

"I'm ready!" Mitchie called as she was walked down the stairs.

"Just hurr-" Shane's eyes softened as he realized how stunning she looked. Mitchie was wearing a simple, strapless dress that reached her knees. She had silver hoped earrings and silver heels and her hair fell around her shoulders in soft curls.

"Whoa, I've never noticed how beautiful Mitchie is," Shane thought.

Mitchie nervously tucked a curl behind her ear as she watched Shane stare at her in awe. "Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked quietly.

"I-I… it's just that…" Shane rambled nervously.

She bit her lip as she stared at him, confused. "What?"

"Nothing, okay?! Let's go now; we're already late because of you!" He rolled his eyes and looked towards the door. But much to his dismay he found himself watching her again. He'd never seen anyone so beautiful. He tried to disguise the look of longing that he held for her. "Can you walk any slower?" He grumbled as he shot a glare in her direction.

Mitchie frowned and followed him to his car, wondering why he was so upset. She got into the front seat and noticed Shane staring at her again.

"What?" She softly asked.

"What?!" Shane mimicked, screwing up his face into a frown.

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"Shane, what's up with you tonight? One minute you like me and the next it's like I killed your puppy."She asked, irritated by his behavior.

Shane didn't answer her and continued driving, acting oblivious to her presence. Mitchie sighed deeply and looked out the window.

When they finally reached the party, Shane and Mitchie stood awkwardly, looking around for their parents. Nearby a young man watched Mitchie as she stood on her tip toes searching the crowd. With a swagger in his step her walked up to her placed a hand on the small of her back.

"Hey there gorgeous, mind if I escort you somewhere a little more private?" He asked and winked flirtatiously at Mitchie.

A look of utter disgust made its way across Mitchie's face. But before she could respond, Shane pushed the guy and spoke with a voice black as night, "Get the hell outta here. Can't you see she doesn't want you around her?" He then grabbed Mitchie's hand tightly and dragged her away.

Mitchie stared at Shane shocked. "Let go of me Shane!" She tried to pull her hand away from him. His grasp tightened as he pushed his way through the crowd and out to an empty patio. "Ow, you're hurting me!"

Shane looked up at her, eyes blazing with anger. When he saw a look of hurt on Mitchie's it registered how tightly he was holding her hand, his eyes softened along with his grip.

"Shane! What the hell is wrong with you? How is it you can start a fight with a guy not ten seconds after we get here?" Mitchie shouted.

Shane looked at her in disbelief; he couldn't understand why Mitchie was defending that guy.

Mitchie sighed heavily when Shane didn't respond. "Shane, tell me why you've been acting so weird lately. Your mood swings are so out of control, you're giving me whiplash. At first you're sweet and gentle and then you snap and act as if I'm some kind of great evil that has to be avoided. Will you please let me know what you're thinking?" She pleaded.

"Okay, fine." He sighed.

Mitchie waited for him to speak, but as time began to pass Mitchie found herself on edge waiting for him to answer. It was like watching an internal battle and it looked as if the sweet gentle Shane was losing.

The awkward silence took its toll and Mitchie, uncomfortable, bit her lip before speaking softly, "Well? Are you gonna let me in?"

Shane wanted to tell Mitchie about his feelings for her, but something was stopping him, holding him back. Suddenly, anger boiled in Shane's blood and began to spill from his lips. Anger because of the guy and because Mitchie had a hold on him that he couldn't break. "This whole situation is all her fault. I'm Shane freakin Grey. I don't fall for girls, they fall for Me.," he thought furious as his eyes darkened.

"Just stay away from me okay?!" Shane spat out.

Mitchie flinched at his cold tone, slightly jarred by the vicious outburst.

"Don't talk to me, don't touch me, don't look at me…" His voice got louder with each word. He wanted to stop talking, but the venomous words continued to pour from his mouth. "Just..Stay..Away..From..Me!"

Guilt gnawed at Shane's heart as he watched Mitchie tremble in silence. He watched as she went from shocked to hurt and then completely wounded. She looked helpless and miserable.

Mitchie felt the tears well up in her eyes and she tried to choke them back as she spoke. "I-If that's what you want… then…" Her voice trailed off. She was having difficulty trying to verbalize her thoughts.

"Mitchie-" Shane whispered, but she interrupted him.

"Your freaking amazing, Shane! We just started getting along, and now you're going back to hating me. What did I ever do to you?!" She questioned, now angry. "If you really want me to stay away from you, fine! That's exactly what you're going to get," she shouted, inches from his. She began to turn away as the first tear gently slid down her cheek.

Shane grabbed her hand and kissed it gently. "Mitchie, I'm so sorry. I-I didn't mean it. Please, don't cry." He begged as his eyes filled with remorse.

Mitchie shook her head in disbelief as she looked up at him. "Let me know when you figure out what you want," she said softly as she snatched her hand from his grasp. Shane stood there in awe of his behavior. Slowly his brain processed what had just occurred and he hung his as he walked to his car. "What have I done?" he thought miserably.

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