This ones taken a while for a number of reasons;

1. I fell and hit my head at my job, my friend thinks I have concussion and said 'quick have u forgotten anything?'... i was like, well if i have i wouldn't remember?! Corr shes blonde sometimes :p

2. I was reading other AWESOME fics on this site, made me feel a teeeensy bit crap about mine lol

3. I think this ones a little longer? It felt longer anyway haha

Anywayzieees

here is;

Chapter Seven

"So what happened to your music, Mitch?" Shane questioned the next morning as we sat in the Gray's family kitchen, eating the cereal Shane had kindly poured out for them both.

"Nothing," Mitchie shrugged, swallowing her food she added "I mean, I came back and it was school, homework... I had no time for music," she admitted a little sadly. Shane saw the look on her face and shook his head pointing his spoon at her.

"There's always time for music," Shane said smiling at her, "always." Mitchie laughed softly finishing off her breakfast she stacked it in the dishwasher and turned back to him. "Of course you can say that Shane, your job is music!" she said leaning against the counter watching as he finished off his cereal in silence, obviously thinking over what she had just said.

This is so weird! Mitchie thought as she stared at Shane. If she'd been told she would be eating breakfast with Shane, in his house, next door! having an actual civil conversation without her having the expressive desire of wanted to strangle him... she would've laughed out loud. But here she was, and there he was.

Sure she still wanted to know just why he'd left her that night; she realized she could never let it go until she knew, but deciding it would be best to actualy wait for the perfect moment to bring it up. Unlike before when she'd just blurted it out angrily, that as she saw got her nowhere.

"True-" Shane spoke up at last, "but you were really awesome at Camp Rock, and should always make time," he smiled also putting his bowl in the washer. "Whatever," Mitchie mumbled turing away from him to hide her blush. Just him being near her brought back the memories of them singing at Final Jam; him holding her hand tightly, pulling her against him then... after...

No don't think about that, you have to wait! Mitchie scolded herself looking back at Shane who was watching her with a small smile. "What?" she asked extremely aware that she was still in her PJ's, her hair unbrushed and her face free of makeup.

"Nothing," Shane replied shortly then looked away as Nate came in the kitchen. He stopped short seeing the two standing so closely and raised his eyebrows. "Morning?" he yawned still looking confused he took a seat at the island. "Morning," Mitchie chirped back stepping away from Shane, "how'd you sleep?" Nate asked as Mitchie took a seat next to him.

"It was comfy thanks," she lied looking down at her lap, she heard Shane laugh and looked up to see him smirking at her. "Come on, there are so many springs broken it's like sitting on nails," he grinned down at her as she blushed, caught in her lie yet again.

"No... it was just..." she tried to defend herself but gave up as Nate chuckled along, "it's alright Mitchie, you're not going to be sleeping on there anymore anyway," Nate informed her to which she sighed with relief.

"Really?" she smiled, thankful that she would be able to sleep, god knows how she'd cope sleeping on that thing for a whole month.

"Nope, you're sleeping in my room," Shane winked before treading out of the kitchen mumbling something about a shower. "What?!" Mitchie yelped, she'd never shared a room with anyone... let alone a boy!

"He's kidding right?" Mitchie turned to Nate, she couldn't see her Mum being impressed with the idea, or Mrs Gray come to think about it. Nate laughed at her face and ruffled her hair, "he's kidding... well sort of," Mitchie shook her head frowning, "sort of? That makes no sense Nate," she pointed out. In answer he just smiled, she let out a frustrated sigh and grabbed her house keys that were hanging up on the wall.

"I'm going home to change, see you later," Mitchie called out but before she could get to the door Shane blocked her way. "Can I come over? Later I mean?" he asked politely, she bit her lip thinking about all the homework that was piling up but found herself nodding anyway.

"Sure round 2?" he nodded smiling, "see you then," Mitchie smiled feeling the same old butterfly sensation return as he flashed her a grin then returned upstairs with his towel in hand.

"Home, Sweet Home," Mitchie sighed leaning against her door. She stood still for a few minutes hating the eery silence of the house, even during daytime an empty house is still creepy!

"Or not so sweet," she mumbled stomping tiredly upstairs, she wanted to take a shower but her eyes were drooping from the lack of sleep so she fell straight on her bed, knocked out instantly.

Once Mitchie woke up she sleepily dragged her way into the shower and quickly washed herself up, using the cold water to wake herself up a little. Looking over at the clock she bit her lip, I must've slept longer than I thought, it was 1:45, she had 15 minutes before Shane would be over. Quickly she pinned up her hair and applied a light amount of makeup before throwing on some comfy clothes.

"Hello?" she heard a voice call from downstairs, quickly checking her reflection she walked downstairs and smiled at Shane who was looking up at a photo of her family. "You look so much like your Mom," Shane commented seeing her looking as well, Mitchie nodded standing on the last step so she was of equal height.

"You miss her yet?" he said knowingly, she shrugged nonchalantly, "I guess," he laughed pulling her into a quick hug, "I'm sure she misses you too," he said quietly before pulling away looking unsure of himself.

"It's eery in here," she muttered trying to ignore the weird tension that had started to build. "I can fix that-" Shane squeezed past her on the stairs and carried on up to her room. Wondering what he was up too she quickly followed.

"Shane what are you..." Shane smiled holding up a CD, then opening up her laptop he pushed it inside, "what's on that?" she crossed her arms, hating how he always did this kind of thing, never letting her know what he was up too could be extremely frustrating.

"It's blank," he began as he loaded a program wordlessly, "it's why I came here, I was thinking bout what you said this morning," he informed her, sitting back on her bed. "So...?" she sat next to him still unsure of what he wanted.

"Sing," he said simply leaning his back against her pillow, "what... now?" she said breathlessly, she hadn't sung since that night.

"Yeah, sing me a new song," he smiled, the look in his eye telling her he slightly enjoyed watching her squirm. "I haven't- I haven't written a new one," she confessed to which he sat up surprised. "What? Mitchie?!" He sighed, she scoffed at his behavior slumping down on her chair. "What?" she moaned not understanding why he was getting so uptight just cos she hadn't written or sung in a while.

"Music's a part of you, why are you just forgetting it?" he whined then just as she was about to interrupt he held up his hands. "And don't give me any of that crap about not having time."

She gaped at him, not sure what to say. Truth be told, she didn't know why she had stopped singing or writing. Her heart just wasn't in it anymore.

"I don't know, after I turned down Lava Rec-"

"YOU WHAT?!" Shane jumped up yelling, Mitchie looked down almost ashamed of herself, she knew she'd regret the decision but she was so broken after Shane leaving her... she didn't see the point.

"Mitchie," Shane sighed then seeing the anger on his face he held up his hands in defense, "okay, I'll drop it, but you know you need music," he smiled before turning back to her laptop to put on some music. Mitchie stared for a minute, dumbfounded by Shane and how well he seemed to know her. He was right of course, no matter how trivial it sounded, she did need music. It was in her heart and soul and so was- Woah getting carried away, she shook her head absentmindedly.

"Seriously you do that so much!" Mitchie snapped her attention back to Shane who was laughing at her, she blushed shoving him lightly, "do what?" she questioned running her hands through her hair distractedly.

"Stare into space," he replied shortly before laughing again as she made a face, "mature Mitch."

"Jerk," she said rolling her eyes playfully.

"I heard that!" He pouted, Mitchie laughed and nodded, "well I said it loud!" she retorted trying to keep a straight face as he pretended to be incredibly offended.

"Fine, then I'll leave," pompously pushing past her slightly rougher than he'd intended, just as he reached her door she sighed loudly. "Shane wait."

He turned back round smirking, crossing his arms "yeah out with the apology Mitch, come on, I'm waiting," Mitchie grinned shaking her head, her hair falling out of its do slightly.

"Actually I was just gunna say, you left this," she smirked holding out the CD he'd brought. He glared at her and snatched it from her grasp before flipping his hair and walking out of her room.

She waited till he was nearly down the stairs before calling his name again, "i was joking," she smiled walking down to stand besides him, "hmfff" he gripped the banister refusing to look at her.

"Shane," she pouted reaching forward to grab his arm, but stopped shy of touching him, not feeling close enough to touch him.

"You broke my heart," he sighed dramatically looking back at her. There was a pause. She stared up at him her heart beating a little faster than what was considered normal.

"So did you," she whispered subconsciously though her words were barely audible even to her own words. "What was that?" Shane breathed moving his face closer to hers to hear what she'd said.

"Urm... uh.." Mitchie started blushing profusely thanking god he didn't hear what she'd said. He chuckled softly shaking it off, "you're a weird one Miss Torres," he carried on down the stairs and put his hand on the door. Turning round he looked back to find her in the same position, he whistled to catch her attention then grinned up at her. "Mom says dinners at 6, see you later Mitchie."

"It's mine Shane!"

"How can it be yours Nate if it's MINE?!"

"Guys, I think I can settle this; see its neither of yours!"

"Huh?"

"It's Mine!"

Mrs Gray cringed as she heard all three of her sons arguing, looking at Mitchie apologetically she asked, "I hate to ask but could you stop them? I'm a little tied up,"

Mitchie nodded politely and headed upstairs stepping cautiously into Jason's room. She stood perplexed trying to figure out if they were joking around. After all who argues about an old gross looking candy bar?!

Shane was currently holding it high in the air as Nate grabbed his arm trying to wrestle it out of his hand, whilst Jason was on his bed ready to jump on Shane. Mitchie rolled her eyes tiredly, idiots she shut the door loudly behind her causing all three to pause.

"You guys cannot seriously be fighting about a stupid candy bar?!" Nate and Jason nodded but Shane shook his head childishly. "No we're fighting about MY candy bar!" He replied holding it even higher from Nate and began taunting him. Just as he pulled out of Nate's grasp he let out a cry, "Argh Jase!" he yelled as Jason jumped on his back.

Mitchie couldn't help but giggle at the scene in front of her, amidst the struggle Shane was now holding the candy bar directly out towards her. Grabbing her chance she snatched it from his hands, and smiled innocently as again all three paused to look at her.

"Problem solved, its mine now" she grinned walking out of the room with the guys scrambling out behind her.

"No fair," Jason pouted at the dinner table as Mitchie waved the candy bar in front of him, "it's totally funny though," she grinned back at him, then put it back in her pocket as Mrs Gray came to the table and settled in her seat to say grace.

"So Mitchie I don't know if Shane has asked you yet-" Shane threw his Mum a angry look as she started to talk to Mitchie, she ignored him shaking his head and continued. "-would you be able to start tutoring him tonight?" Mitchie looked at Shane startled, he certainly hadn't mentioned anything like that to her. He looked down at his plate, pushing around his food, the other two falling silent also.

"School starts next week and it would be good if you could give him a head start, like any holiday homework you were set?" Mitchie nodded looking at Shane who looked slightly embarrassed by the whole conversation. "I'll help you," she smiled kindly. He flashed her a grateful smile back and with that conversation resumed around the table. Jason secretly begging Mitchie for the candy bar, and in the end she gave in, passing it over under the table.

"I owe you one," he winked waving the bar to Shane whose jaw hit the table, "Mitchie!" he hissed disapprovingly, she shrugged innocently "come on diva lets do some math," she said tugging on his arm. He followed her silently to his room, then once she was settled at his desk she looked back at him. His arms were crossed over his chest, his eyes narrowed at her accusingly.

"What's with the look?" she questioned raising her eyebrows at him. He shook his head flipping her off, "you called me a 'diva'" he said moodily putting extra emphasis on the word. Mitchie couldn't help but let a giggle escape her lips but stopped once he shot her another dark look.

"Oh come on Shane, I was joking, your not a diva," she said handing him a pencil and chucking some paper on the bed next to him. "Oh no I totally agree, but 'diva' sounds so girly," he said disgustedly, that time she couldn't suppress the laugh.

"Hold on, you're not upset that I insulted you, you're upset cos I didn't use the right word to insult you?!" he nodded, loving the sound of her laugh, "I'd prefer just your regular 'rock star'" he smirked sitting up slightly and writing 'Mitchie's Math' at the top of his page.

"Pop-star but whatever," she grinned sitting next to him, before he could argue she opened up a page in his math textbook. "Come on lets teach you some stuff."

Mitchie was quite surprised by the end of the night. Not only did she find out Shane wasn't half bad at Math, just the algebra part. But Nate also had wicked dance moves. He'd interrupted their tutoring session by bursting into Shane's room and proving to the two; he could indeed do the 'running man' dance.

"Wow, you and Caitlyn would make an awesome duo," Mitchie said thinking about her old friend from Camp Rock, both she and Shane smirked as Nate formed a dopey grin on his face as he scratched the back of his neck. "Yeah, well.. I'll let you two get on, Shane's IQ slips by the minute."

So after Mitchie again broke up a playfight between the two brothers after Nate's remark, she'd finally taught Shane quite a lot, at least she thought she had. She often caught him just staring at her absentmindedly, not really concentrating on what she was saying.

The next thing Mitchie remembered however is Mrs Gray soft voice calling out her name, she opened her eyes blearily and murmured something incoherently. Blinking she looked at Mrs Gray who had her head poked round the side of the door. "Time for bed Mitchie," she was saying, Mitchie nodded then finally realized just what she'd been laying on, or who she was laying on to be correct.

Shane's head was resting on her shoulder, his mouth slightly hanging open and his hair flicking across his face. He looked so peaceful a part of her just didn't want to move away from him. But as Mrs Gray was still watching she gently moved herself away from Shane and got up off the bed, placing the paper, pens and textbook back on his desk.

"Where am I sleeping tonight?" she questioned suddenly remembering the conversation she'd had with Nate and Shane earlier. Mrs Gray looked at her skeptically then sighed, "Nate told me you found the sofa somewhat uncomfortable-" she started, Mitchie's mouth dropped open embarrassed, she didn't want to seem ungrateful.

"It's okay Mitchie, that couch has been like that since the boys jumped on it when they were little." she smiled, "would the sofa-bed in here do?" Mitchie chewed her lip looking back at Shane who was beginning to stir, "if thats not any trouble?" she whispered looking at the sofa-bed which admittedly looked extremely comfy.

"Not at all," Mrs Gray brushed it off, obviously not worried about her teenage son sleeping in the same room as her teenage son's friend who happened to be Mitchie, who he happened to have somewhat of a history with.

"O-kay," she replied reluctantly, "I'll go get my stuff," she said slipping through the door, hearing Shane say "Mom? Yeah course," she smiled quickly running over to her house and dressed in some comfy bottoms and a tank top. Then brushing her teeth she slipped quietly back into the Gray's household and up to Shane's room. "Night Mitch have fun," Nate joked as he crossed her in the hall, she rolled her eyes "night Nate."

"Hey," she breathed as she stepped into his room, he'd pulled out the sofa-bed and put a couple of blankets and one of his pillows on it for her. "Hey," he replied shortly getting back into his own bed. "See how boring Math is? We actually fell asleep," he murmured watching her make the bed and climb in. She looked back at him and raised an eyebrow "I didn't think you were even listening half the time anyway."

He laughed shortly before laying down, resting his head in his hands. "Sorry, but i do appreciate it Mitch," he said looking over at her, "yeah you so owe me," she joked turning off the light by her bed. "I'll make it up to you tomorrow," he promised into the darkness.

She smiled wondering what he was thinking of, "whatever you say pop-star," she giggled turning over and closing her eyes, just about ready to fall asleep.

"Rock-star" she heard him correct her and let out a small giggle before falling asleep breathing in Shane's scent from the pillow.

This is so NOT good...

Hope you liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiked?

I'm now going to go do homework cos there is only so many time i can use the 'My printer broke, so I emailed it.. but my email has stopped working, so I'll get my friend to print it...'

You can see I spend A LOT of time coming up with excuses :P

Please Review it'd be cool to 70 for 7 chapters :P

Rose x