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I was like o0o i got maiiiiiiiiiiil :P

It was awesome that you all likeed the first chapter! But then it wasn't so awesome cos i realized I had to keep up the standards!

Which I don't think I did with this chapter :/ But hopefully you guys won't hate it toooooooooooo much! The next one WILL be better, I know cos I've already written it lol

Anywayzieees on with the chapter, (i'll probs ramble more at the bottom :P)

Chapter Two.

Well this is going swimmingly...

Mitchie gritted her teeth as she hauled yet another heavy box up the garden path and into the Gray's new household.

"Struggling?" Nate laughed taking the box from her, "yeah what is in there?! Rocks?!" Mitchie joked putting her hands on her hips. "Pebbles actualy-" Nate grinned then at the confused expression on Mitchie's face added, "It's my Mums weird collection thing, wanting to make the house into a beach" he laughed, Mitchie laughed along with him as they made their way back outside to retrieve some more boxes, "the beach is awesome," she smiled.

It was just two hours previous that Mitchie was groaning and rolling around in her bed as her Mum shook her awake. "We've got to help the Gray's move in, come on honey get up!" And she did, reluctantly and very slowly she got herself together, procrastinating the moment in which she'd have to come face to face with Shane.

Luckily it seemed that Shane had gone out for the morning, as he wasn't there when Mitchie nervously rapped on the door. Instead an over excited Jason answered hugging her so tightly her feet were lifted off the ground.

"That box goes in Shane's room," Nate directed Mitchie pointing to the door opposite his room. Mitchie nodded, though her face was barely visible as the huge box was in her face. "Okay," she muttered stepping into Shane's room. Unlike the other rooms, Shane's room was not empty. A few boxes were stacked in the corner next to the window but his bed was laid out and made. The guitar case she'd seen him with yesterday propped up against the drawers. A few objects were out of the boxes, although Mitchie saw no relevance as to why they were laid on his bed in a line. And lastly his hair straighteners.

Shane Gray's precious hair-straighteners!

Mitchie thought stepping over to them, a sly smile creeping its way onto her face. Revenge? I think so, She grinned to herself grabbing the straighteners quickly then looked around for somewhere to hide them. The room offered no such place so she looked down at herself, a rather large pocket on the front of her hoody could do. So shoving them in quickly she then caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

Oh yeah inconspicuious Mitchie.

Both ends of the straighteners were sticking out of her pocket not so secretively, with the curly wire dangling down her side. Taking them out she looked back in the mirror and sighed. "What am I doing?!" She mumbled to herself shaking her head. Revenge is obviously not something I'm good at, she thought turning away from the mirror she looked out the window seeing her Mum chatting away to Mrs Gray.

Maybe I don't have to get revenge... but i can sure as hell avoid him like he's a ten foot clown!

Shuddering at the image of 'Shane The Clown' she began to wind up the lead of the straighteners. However just as she was about to set them back in their place, a voice echoed up the stairs making her freeze to the spot.

"Yeah I'm just getting my guitar..."

Oh My God! It's SHANE... What do I do?! If he sees me in here...

Panicking Mitchie began to spin around wildly, it was to late to get out of his room, he'd be in the hall by the time she did that. Briefly she considered crawling under his bed, but deciding it would take to long she dived into the empty closet. Sliding down the wall she peeked through the tiny gaps in the closet door.

Shane.

There he was, he sauntered into his room, throwing down his hoody onto his bed he picked up his guitar. Mitchie held her breath as he surveyed his room, his big brown eyes flickering over the many boxes in the corner of the room. Then he looked down at the one Mitchie had haphazardly dropped in the middle of the room, frowning he picked it up and placed it on top of the others. She felt her heart pick up a pace as he began to hum to himself peering out of the window.

"Turn off the lights, and turn off the shyness..." Mitchie couldn't help but smile as he started to sing, remembering the day she'd sat on the dock with him as he sung to her. Suddenly her eyes began to water, she'd inhaled the monster dust that had gathered in the closet. Flapping her hands silently in front of her face she willed the horrible sensation to go, knowing if she sneezed even a little it'd give her away immediately.

Oh No!

She sneezed.

Well snorted would be a better word for it, in trying to conceal the sneeze it had caught in her throat, making a sound that most resembled a giant pig in pain.

"What the...?!" Shane exclaimed flinging open the closet doors, his eyes widened as he looked down at her crouching on the floor.

"Mitchie?!" He shook his head looking extremely bewildered, her heart exploded in her chest as she stared up at his gorgeous face. Flicking his hair out of his eyes he asked quickly "What are you doing in my closet?!"

Oh boy... She blushed deeply and picked herself up, "Urm... I was j-just... checking-" she stuttered, Shane crossed his arms his trade mark smirk beginning to make its way onto his face. "Checking?" he questioned raising one eyebrow, "-yeah ch-checking for umm, for..." she was at a loss, her face was so heated she could've sworn steam was rising off of her.

Avoiding his eyes she looked down at the floor, "for... dust bunnies?" she finished lamely closing her eyes in sheer embarrassment.

"Oh right, yeah I heard there's a infestation of them, dust bunnies everywhere!" he gesticulated dramatically playing along. "Great thing we have good ol' Mitchie to save the planet from the evil dust, threatening to suffocate us all!" he laughed stepping away from her so she could step out of the closet.

She couldn't believe it, he was making fun of her?!

He should be grovelling at her feet after what he did. He should be on his knees begging for her forgiveness, not make her feel like a complete looser.

"Whatever," she muttered, pushing roughly past him, "Mitchie wait... did you check under the bed? Those bunnies could be anywhere!" she heard him call after her. Anger boiled through her veins, wishing she'd smashed his guitar against the wall. Jackass she thought running out of the house and into her own.

Forget about revenge, forget about avoiding him, from now on... Shane doesn't exist to me!

"Mitchie? Dinners served honey," Turning off the TV Mitchie made her way into the kitchen and slouched into her chair. Whilst her parents engaged in meaningless chit chat Mitchie sat silently pushing her food around her plate. The brief encounter with Shane still playing over and over in her mind.

How could he act like that?

"Jerk," she whispered, violently stabbing her meat ball. "What was that honey?" Mitchie's dad asked as both parents turned their attention on their daughter. "Nothing," Mitchie muttered not looking up from her plate,

"Oh honey I was talking to Mrs Gray today and she told me about Shane..." Her mom started, did she tell you what a complete jerk he is? Mitchie thought still not looking up at her mom who continued after the pause.

"Turns out, Shane has to repeat his last year of Highschool, well not that he ever went but, he failed calculas and so he's been entered into Linkin High to repeat the calculas lessons so he can pass the finals." Mitchie didn't pay much attention to her mothers ramblings but something caught her attentions.

Linkin High why does that sound so... Oh My God thats MY school! Oh no...

"What?! So he's going to my school?!" She questioned angrily, "honey it's not your school, and yes he is. I also told Mrs Gray that you'd help tutor Shane. Being the bright little star you are in the class," she smiled ignoring the look of horror that was appearing on Mitchie's face.

"You WHAT?!" She almost shouted, then without waiting for the repeat she pushed her plate away and stormed out of the kitchen. There's no way I'm tutoring that insolent, arrogant...

Yet again she felt the tears stream down her face. The shock of how he'd treated her earlier coming to the surface, running up to her bedroom she snatched her lyrics book from under her pillow and began to scribble down words.

"Tired of trying,

Sick of crying,

You see me smiling

but inside I'm..."

"Woah morbid much?!" closing her book quickly she groaned looking up at Nate who was yet again standing in her bedroom. "Do you have like a key or something?!" She said sitting up on her bed to make room for him.

"No your mum let me in, but now I think about it, that's a great idea," he laughed nudging her shoulder in an attempt to get her to crack a smile. "Guess what?" Mitchie sighed resting her head on his shoulder.

"My idiot brothers a jerk and you have to tutor him?" Mitchie's head flew up shocked, "How did you-"

"Mehh I eavesdrop," he winked shrugging impishly, then he placed his arm around her shoulder and squeezed her to him.

"Yeah well I'm not going to," she said defiantly then caught him grinning at her, "what?" she smiled innocently. "Yes you will, cos you're a good person and besides your mum also said if you didn't, she'd take away your laptop."

Mitchie gasped then clamped her mouth shut moodily and pouted, "awwah poor little Mitchell," Nate laughed ruffling up her hair, "its not funny!" she moaned shoving him playfully, but she too began to giggle; his laugh could be very infectious at times.

"Anyway I just came over to tell you that tomorrow we're having you all round for a family meal," he smiled picking himself up off the bed. "Awesome," she smiled back then pulled him into a hug. "I'm so glad you're here," she whispered in his ear then pulled away blushing slightly. She looked up at him, his curly hair was sticking every which way and he had a dopey lop-sided grin on his face.

"And I'm glad the idiot that is Shane randomly pointed to this house in the papers, otherwise we wouldn't be here," he laughed heading for her door, "Night Mitchie," he waved then left.

"Shane picked the house?" Mitchie whispered sitting back on her bed, she remembered writing down her address for him at camp, so he could write her letters. Surely he would recognise the addresses were practically the same apart from a number?

Or maybe... she chewed on her lip, Maybe he chose this house deliberately, knowing I lived next door...

Whatever the reason she'd find out soon enough, tomorrow was the 'family dinner' in which Shane was unfortunately a part of. Pretending Shane doesn't exist could be harder than I thought, Mitchie sighed then changed into her bed clothes, and snuggled up under the covers.

Tomorrow's dinner is going to be one hell of an event...

...And let the rambling continue :P

So that was chapter two... tell me what you ALL thought! Pleaaaaaaaaaaaase?

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On another note, i know this sounds stupid but, I'm so down about this boy problem need someone to talk to? So any offers on that would be AWESOME and of course would mean a new chapter up WAY faster.

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So I hope this chapter didn't suck TO much and please REVIEW again, or if u didn't review last time, REVIEW for the first time! Its fun, trust :P

Rose x