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Chapter Three.

"The Shane?!"

Okay so it was Friday and Mitchie had learned three very valuable lessons; during that cold and bitter morning whilst out shopping:

One: Do NOT use your hairbrush as a microphone and sing in front of the window, which is situated exactly opposite to a certain Gray boy.

Two: 'Asbestos' is NOT Spanish for 'Danger'.

Three: And lastly you probably should NOT tell your friend Rachel that Connect 3, specifically Shane, moved next door.

Lessons that Mitchie found extremely valuable as she continued walking down the street with Rachel; sucking her strawberry milkshake up noisily through her straw distractedly.

"Yeah 'The Shane'" she replied rolling her eyes as they entered and old looking victorian music shop. "Oh look Mitchie-" Rachel started to giggle, pointing at a sign, "Danger: Asbestos,"

She then pursed her lips and looked up at the ceiling stroking her chin, "hmmm 'Asbestos'... that must be Spanish for 'danger'" then she burst out in hysteric laughter. Mitchie blushed once again, annoyed at Rachel for making her relive this mornings absolute blondest moment.

"I was joking!" Mitchie protested keeping her head down as people began to stare at Rachel, who was clutching her stomach from laughing so hard. "Sure you were," she giggled sarcasm dripping from her every word. "Whatever," Mitchie shoved Rachel lightly and laughed as she knocked some books flying.

"So-" Rachel continued, flicking her long black hair over her shoulder and fumbled through some Piano book. If it was anything she'd be known for, it would be her awesome piano skills, she made Beethoven look like an amateur, a skill Mitchie admired a lot. "So nothing, he's a jerk and I'm not going to waste my breath on him," Mitchie shrugged, though even to herself she didn't sound all to convincing.

"You're right, he is a jerk... so when can I meet him?!" Rachel grinned linking arms with Mitchie as they exited the shop after Mitchie purchased a few guitar plectrums. Mitchie laughed shaking her head, "hopefully never! You'd probably go mental and jump on them," Rachel gasped as if in pain, clutching her heart, "I would never!" she argued dramatically. Then seeing the look on Mitchie's face she added, "well I'd probably jump Nate but..." she winked causing Mitchie to screw up her nose, "ew," she muttered before stopping before the crossing.

"Well this is me," she said looking up at the street leading towards her house, Rachel lived down the opposite one, "and that's me," Rachel mocked pointing to the other one. "Ha-ha-" Mitchie rolled her eyes, "-wish me luck," she added as she began to cross the empty street, "LUCK!" Rachel yelled again recieving odd looks from people around her. Crazy girl Mitchie laughed to herself then carried on towards her house, feeling a sense of dread take over.

"Oh Mitchie, you look beautiful!" Connie gushed as Mitchie came down the stairs after preparing herself for the 'family dinner'. She grimaced looking at herself in the hall mirror, after taking a quick shower she let her hair dry in loose curls and was wearing a pair of black jeans and a long turquoise top, with matching makeup.

"It's not too much?" she questioned turning to her mother, her eyes grew wide. "Mum!" She cried looking Connie up and down in horror, "is that my dress?!" she squealed, sure she didn't wear it but still!

"Yeah do you like it? I know it's a little tight but I thought it'd make me look younger! Like sisters!" She babbled happily, Mitchie screwed up her nose and shook her head, "yeah okay... whatever you say Mum," she smiled walking into the kitchen. "Wow something smells good," she stated taking a can of coke from the fridge, "when's dinner?" she asked as her Dad entered through the back door.

"Oh about 6, but the Gray's are coming a bit earlier, like 5:00?" Connie answered peering inside the oven, Mitchie bit her lip staring at the time then looked back at her Mum. "So... Now basically?" she murmured then jumped as the door bell echoed loudly through the house.

"Mitchie do you wanna get that?" Connie looked up from the oven over to where Mitchie was standing in the corner, gripping her can tightly. "Urm..."

NO?! She sighed nodding unenthusiastically, "put on a smile!" she heard her mum call as she reached for the door latch.

"Hello Mr Gray, Mrs Gray-" Mitchie began to welcome the arrivals that were standing on her doorstep. "-Hey Nate, Jason..." her voice drifted off and she turned her back as Shane stepped into the house silently.

"Urm... Mums in the kitchen," she said fidgeting in the awkward silence that had filled the hallway. "Cool," Mitchie looked up at Mr Gray in surprise, did he just say 'cool'? she almost let out a giggle as she strolled forwards, Mrs Gray following closely behind leaving the four teenagers alone.

"Do you want a drink?" Mitchie asked politely directing the question at Nate and Jason who both shook their heads, "Jason just drank a whole gallon of fizzy pop," Nate grinned, "Yeah I've had to go to the loo nearly every 5 minutes!" Jason chimed in then walked out into the kitchen upon hearing one of the adults murmur his name.

"I could do with a drink," Mitchie breathed in deeply wondering how she could pretend Shane wasn't there, without making it seem too obvious. Deciding to play it cool she turned to face him and smiled grimly, "you know where the kitchen is," then turning on her heel she practically ran into the living room and slouched down on the sofa.

"Actualy no I don't, maybe you could help me?" Mitchie gritted her teeth and looked up at Shane, although she hated to admit it, he was breathtaking. His hair was straightened perfectly, even though he was only wearing some faded black pants and a white tee he still looked dressed to the nines.

"The house layout is the same as yours, I'm sure you'll find it," she brushed him off flicking on the TV. Her plans to use the tv to ignore him were foiled however as he stood directly in front of her. "You know you're not a very good host," he pointed out crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"Well you're not the greatest guest either," she retorted turning off the tv, standing up she made to go out of the room but he grabbed her arm gently. "I really am thirsty Mitchie," he said quietly staring into her eyes. She felt her face grow hot as her stomach did back flips upon hearing him utter her name.

"Like I said, you know where the kitchen is," she said slowly and deliberately shaking his hand off of her arm, just as she was about to walk away her Mums shrill voice cut in. "Mitchie!" she scolded "if Shane's thirsty you should go get him a drink!" Mitchie sighed angrily and stormed into the kitchen to get another can of coke, then carelessly throwing it at him she muttered; "here's your drink, your highness."

"Thanks pretty girl," he winked smirking at her, she scoffed pushing past him once more, "hope you choke," she whispered walking over to Nate who was looking bored out of the window.

"You're mean when he's around," Nate smiled as she came to stand beside him, she opened her mouth shocked he'd ever say she was mean. "What? I'm not mean!" she pouted looking outside to where the sun was now slowly setting.

"Oh sorry I didn't realize that when you said 'hope you choke' to Shane, you were really being nice" he said grinning down at her, she let out a small laugh, "wow when you're right, you're right," she nodded then bit her lip. "Maybe I should apologize," she contemplated for a second but Nate shook his head. "Nah yesterday he said, and I believe these were his exact words 'I woke up thinking someone was beating a bag of kittens to death... but no, it was just Mitchie trying to torture my ears'"

Mitchie's mouth once again dropped open, her jaw nearly hitting the floor.

WHAT?! Oh NO he did NOT! I am SO not apologizing now!

For Mitchie the actual eating part of the dinner was pretty uneventful; the parents engaged in long conversations and the teenagers sat in mostly silence. Occasional Jason would peep up with random facts that would make Mitchie snort with laughter, or Nate would whisper something in her ear causing her to giggle. But, most noticeably to Mitchie; she found that Shane was throwing her rather angry looks. Sometimes his eyes would narrow at her, or a slight crease in his forehead would appear, however Mitchie decided not to let her bother her too much, she put it down to her 'torturing his ears'.

After dinner had finished Jason and Mr Gray went home, leaving Mrs Gray chatting away to Connie over a bottle of wine, and Mitchie watching tv with Nate and Shane.

"Tired?" Nate asked as Mitchie yawned for the 5th time in ten minutes, "yeah I'm beat, it's only 9," she laughed suppressing yet another yawn. "You doing anything tomorrow?" he carried on stretching out his legs in front of him. "Urm..." Mitchie pursed her lips trying to think then cast a glance over at Shane who was watching tv absentmindly. She had a feeling he was in fact pretending so he could listen to what Mitchie had to say, of course she was probably wrong she realized, afterall he didn't care.

"Well I'll probably wake up, beat a few kittens to death-" with that Shane's eyes flickered from the Tv to her, curiosity showing in his eyes. "Then I'm free for the day, unless Rachel comes round," she added looking back at Nate, a satisfied smirk on her face. Although she felt slightly guilty seeing Nate cast Shane slightly cautious looks, hope i didn't get him in trouble she thought biting her lip.

"Wanna show us around Torres?" Nate then smiled back at her standing up, just in time as Mrs Gray entered the room yawning herself, "I think we're heading out," she smiled at Mitchie then looked at her two sons, "ready?" she asked.

"Yeah, so we on?" Nate answered her then turned back to Mitchie who smiled and nodded, "come round bout 12?" Nate nodded shoving his hands in his pockets, "see you tomorrow," he grinned and turned out the door.

"Bye," Shane muttered shortly to her, she watched as he stepped out of the room then, hesistating slightly he turned to Mitchie's Mum. "Thanks for having me, Mrs Torres," he smiled politely then shook her Dads hand. This took her slightly off guard, she'd almost forgotten how charming Shane could be when he wasn't being such a jerk. Suddenly realizing her heart was starting to warm towards him she turned away, No Mitchie! He's a jerk!

"Mitchie?" Shane turned back to her quickly, as Mrs Gray was quickly saying something to Connie, "yeah?" Mitchie frowned up at him, what is he bi-polar? whats with the sudden change?

"Can- Can I come tomorrow? I'd like to get to know this place?" She was shocked, not only was he being polite but he also stuttered! Like he was nervous or something, "um, sure," she nodded giving him a small smile. As soon as she'd said that his eyes lit up and he flashed her a quick smile, "thanks, see you tomorrow, Night," and with that he was out the door with his Mum.

"Night Shane," Mitchie whispered a small smile playing on her lips, then she turned and walked upstairs her eyes drooping sleepily.

Briefly wondering what tomorrow would bring...

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