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Chapter 17!

"Guys this isn't going to work!" Mitchie moaned, dragging her feet as she walked to school with Nate and Caitlyn.

"Oh come on Mitch, live a little," Caitlyn winked laughing along with Nate who nodded smiling "sure it'll work, no one checks these things."

Mitchie shook her head rolling her eyes, sneaking Caitlyn into her school AND math class was not going work, "I'm sure the teachers will notice an extra student that no one knows!" She argued grabbing both their arms to stop them as they began to climb the steps up to the schools entrance.

"Live. A. Little." Caitlyn and Nate both said at the same time, teasing Mitchie until she blushed and scoffed, "I do live!" She defended herself crossing her arms in front of her.

"Oh please, name one thing you've done that classes as 'living'" Caitlyn smirked jokingly, poking Mitchie in the arm. "I- I have a boyfriend," Mitchie said triumphantly though she felt her stomach twinge as she said those words. Caitlyn noticed the look on Mitchie's face and was quick to comment, "Yeah I'll give you that, but tell me Mitch... when did you last talk to your boyfriend?" Caitlyn smiled softly.

This wasn't part of the joke anymore, this was the questions Caitlyn had repeated over the last 2 days, or 3 if you didn't count the angry yelling after the hotel incident.

"I've... we've been busy," Mitchie mumbled hitching her bag back on her shoulder as the straps fell down. "Busy? Mitchie, Shane wanted to drive you to school so you could talk today." Caitlyn argued, but seeing the sad look and tears swimming in Mitchie's eyes she decided to drop the subject and turned to Nate whilst putting an arm around Mitchie's shoulders.

"So... lets go to math," Caitlyn grinned, hooking her arm in Nates she lead both her friends up the steps, "this is so not going to work," Mitchie mumbled, but now smiling a little more at the subject change.

Caitlyn this class is... HORRIBLE!

Mitchie quickly flicked the note over to Caitlyn's desk, who to Mitchie's surprise managed to fool the teacher into believing she was a transfer... "the papers haven't been transferred here yet miss, my stupid old school must've lost them in the post."..."oh no theres no need to check with the principle, I just came from his office, he said that I should be in my lesson, learning hard!"

And so just like that Caitlyn was in Mitchie's class. Along with Matt, Rachel, Nate and Shane.

It was a strange and very awkward atmosphere as Mitchie entered the class room, Shane having driven to school was already sat in his seat staring emptily down at his desk. Matt's eyes had narrowed into two tiny slits as he saw Mitchie entered and immediately looked out the window, Mitchie's eyes in turn narrowed at Rachel who glanced uncomfortable at Caitlyn who was also sending her evils then bent low over her desk, scribbling on her paper. Nate then dragged a frozen Mitchie over to the back row and forced her into the seat next to Shane, who still hadn't bothered to look up.

This is awesome! God I love drama, and Mitchie my friend, you have brought me drama. I am forever grateful! =]

Mitchie turned to Caitlyn and glared, then quickly she scribbled down something else, screwed up the ball and chucked it. Unfortunately due to her incredibly poor aim Mitchie ended up hitting the teacher who was helping Nate with an equation. Gasping in horror Mitchie quickly banged her head on her table, covering her head with her arms hoping the teacher would somehow not see her.

"Mitchie Torres!"

Finally Shane looked up, raising his eyebrows slightly as the teacher stormed over to her desk with the piece of paper in her hand. "Notes?! This is Math not English!" State the obvious, Mitchie thought tempted to roll her eyes. She knew she was in trouble so she just stayed silent and shrugged, looking up at the teacher sheepishly.

"So what does this little note say exactly?" Mitchie's eyes rounded as the teacher began to unscrew the paper ball, "No Miss!" she started to protest reaching out for the paper. The teacher snatched it away quickly and eyed Mitchie critically.

"Anything that's important enough to share with one, should be shared with all... now lets see," Mitchie closed her eyes in embarrassment as the teacher read out the first to lines, her eyes narrowing as she read on, giggle erupting from some of the classmates.

"Gee I'm glad my misery makes you happy Cait!-" The teacher began to read out the last note, Mitchie silently willing the paper to catch alight in that second.

"-This is SO awkward, Shane won't even look at me, I feel sorry for him though; it must be hard acting like a 5 year old all the time lol. Anyway check out Miss Dark I mean hello the 80's called and they want their hair back!"

Mitchie blushed brightly as the whole class began to laugh, her breathing increased rapidly as she realized how much trouble she was in. She couldn't bare to even look at Miss Dark right now, who out of the corner of her eye, Mitchie saw was patting her hair down subconsciously, her eyes glaring down on her. Instead Mitchie turned to her left and instantly regretted it, there was Shane staring right at her, a hard look in his eyes shining like silver.

She bit her lip and mouthed "sorry" then felt her arm being tugged as the teacher forced her out of her seat, "principles office NOW!"

So Mitchie ended up in after school detention, with a harsh telling off from the principle before break and endless teasing from everyone who had witnessed the rather embarrassing Math situation, Mitchie gladly welcomed a silent room where she had to go for her punishment.

She'd knocked twice but with no answer had entered the find the room empty, however not wanting to get into even more trouble for ditching her detention Mitchie decided the stay, the silence soothing her now pounding headache.

"Mitchie?"

She jumped out of her seat, swiveling round on her heels her eyes rounded, "S-Shane, what are you d-doing here?" she stuttered, nervously taking a few steps back.

"I came to pick you up so we could talk... then I remembered you were in detention so came to find you." He replied calmly closing the door behind him.

"Oh." She mumbled looking down at her shoes, suddenly engrossed with every speck of dirt on them. "Come on Mitch we need to talk." Shane groaned stepping over and standing directly in front of her in attempts to get her to look up.

She refused however, staring hard at her shoes which were slowly becoming increasingly blurred as tears gathered in her eyes.

"A-are y-you-" she stuttered choking on her own words, "break-ing up with m-me?" she sniffed biting her lip hard in anticipation, her heart hammering painfully against her ribcage. She saw his hands move forward and grasp her own lightly, "do you want me to break up with you?" he murmured quietly, she could just about see his chest rising and falling fast.

"No..." she answered truthfully, praying to God he wasn't about to.

"Me neither Mitch, I'm not breaking up with you," Shane said softly, squeezing her hands briefly. She looked up at him relief evident on her face, the tears now spilling onto her cheeks as he smiled gently, though it didn't quite reach his eyes.

"We seriously need to talk," he raised his eyes brows sounding exasperated, not that she could blame him, he'd probably said that sentence a million times over the last 3 days.

"I know... but I don't know what you want me to say," Mitchie admitted then gasped as he swiftly picked her up and placed on the desk in front of him. Pulling out a chair he sat next to her and smiled reassuringly.

"Don't say what you think I want to hear, say what you want to say," he said bluntly, his eyes boring into her as she tugged on her face shyly.

"Well... I'm angry cos of the stupidly immature way you reacted when I ask you a simple question-" she started her voice getting stronger with each word. "Which by the way, I only asked because I feel so inexperienced around you! You're my first boyfriend, my first kiss! Everything about us is new to me! And I'm worried I'm not enough... Then you didn't even care when Jason nearly killed me," she laughed bitterly, wiping away a few stray tears on her sleeves.

"I know I've been avoiding you, but the truth is you scare me Shane," she continued softly, "not in the, oh my god he's going to hurt me with an axe... but, you're the first person I've ever felt this way about and... I'm scared I'll lose you to some better and prettier and more experienced girl." Mitchie finished again looking down in her lap, biting her lip until it began to sting.

Silence followed shortly after her long speech, all she could hear was her own and Shane's heavy breathing, peering at him from under her lashes her heart skipped a beat as she saw the sorrowful and ashamed look printed on his features, making him look irresistibly cute, Mitchie even had to remind herself that she was angry at him for a moment.

"God Mitchie," Shane breathed out shakily, running his hands through his hair distractedly. "You really have no idea do you?" he laughed softly but quickly stopped seeing the confused and hurt expression on her face.

"Mitchie!" Shane smiled getting off his seat and crouching in front of her, grasping her hands in his once more. "You are so much more than you see! It doesn't matter that you haven't had previous experience, in fact it makes it more special for me! I love the fact that I'm your first, and besides the way you kiss, nobody would guess you've never done it before-" he smirked slightly as a rosy color tinged her cheeks.

"Going back to that night at the hotel, I'm really sorry, 3 days with my parents going on and on at me, it all came to boiling point... you just mentioning and listening to what my mom said about me, it hurt but I took it out on you which was wrong. I'm so sorry Mitchie, you're the last person I'd ever want to upset. The excuse that 'I'm Shane Gray' doesn't even work anymore, cos I'm not that same jerk I was back then, thanks to you Mitch, and because of you I want to be that better person that you see in me."

Tilting her chin up so her eyes connected with his he continued honestly. "No girl could ever be more beautiful or mean half as much as you do to me. You're perfect to me, and I-"

He paused biting his lip, a habit he'd began to pick up off of Mitchie. Staring deeply into his eyes he continued on bravely. "Mitchie I love you." he breathed out softly, it was barely audible but she heard it and watched the words leave his lips like a lullaby.

She could've sworn her heart had stopped for a few seconds as he leaned up and kissed her gently, his eyes never leaving hers.

"It's okay if you're not ready to say it..." Shane smiled softly, "I know I shouldn't even be saying it, it's kind of early but I just wanted you to know, so you'd stop doubting yourself so much around me... I just love you, god you know every time you even look at me my hearts just like... BOOM you know?"

He was rambling on nervously, his eyes darting from her face to his lap not knowing what to say. Mitchie sat in silence listening to him make her heart flutter with every word, she couldn't believe the happiness that was bubbling inside of her as he went on, listing everything he could think of. Finally seeing him almost break out into a sweat she slid off her seat until she was crouching down next to him.

"Shane, stop I get it," she said, she saw him flinch with her words probably expecting her to be mad, "and I'm sorry but I'm not ready to say it... but I probably will in the near future," she smiled awkwardly, hoping he wouldn't be upset she couldn't say those three little words as easily as he could.

"So there is going to be a future?" he looked up a small smile playing on his lips, "of course," she smiled back. Leaning in she placed her hand on the side of his cheek and kissed him gently, sighing happily as she breathed in his warm familiar scent that she'd missed greatly over the past few days.

"Awesome," he mumbled against her lips before deepening the kiss, sitting back on the floor and pulling her with him. She giggled slightly as he held her tightly to him, his soft lips brushing against her own made her head spin.

"Just remember it okay?" he suddenly pulled away, his chest rising and falling heavily against hers, "I won't say it again until... but I love you," Mitchie smiled down at him, nodding, "I'll remember," she promised before leaning back down.

"Oh and before I forget, I totally kicked Jason's ass!" Shane smirked, his hands running up and down her sides, making her shiver slightly. "You did not," she gasped slapping his chest playfully. "Yep, I said if he ever put my girlfriend in danger again I will go 'Cain' on his ass!" Shane smiled leaning up and kissing her again as she frowned confused.

"Cain?" she questioned laughing gently pushing herself off of him as she got rather uncomfortable on the floor. "Uh huh, you know the guy that killed his brother... never mind." Shane smiled sheepishly, getting up and brushing himself off.

"Okay," Mitchie rolled her eyes, then quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, hiding her face in the crook of his neck. "What are you doing?" Shane asked obviously amused as he wrapped his arms tightly around her.

"I missed being in your arms," she answered sighing contently. "I missed holding you in my arms," he replied cheesily, not caring that it sounded like he was spinning lines off an old rom-com.

"I missed you." Mitchie pouted smiling up at him, "Missed you more!" He replied childishly before leaning down and pulling her back into another passionate embrace.

"Well well, WHAT do we have here?!"

The two broke away from each other gulping as they saw the principle standing by the door, a thunderous look upon his wrinkled face.

"Urm... practicing CPR sir?" Shane replied cheekily, not dropping his arm from Mitchie's back.

"Ha-ha," Principle Turner said unamused, "well you'll have plenty of time to practice now, a weeks detention for the both of you!"

With that he stormed out of the room leaving the two groaning loudly. "Well if we get to spend every detention like this..." Shane smiled before crashing his lips back against hers.

She smiled against him, running her fingers through his hair, glad the awkward angry atmosphere had vanished way into the past, though she couldn't help but think...

He never did answer my question...

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