I'm sorry for not updating guys! Like I said before, school's making me do so much homework. I mean, I already have 3 quizzes tomorrow and I have two projects to finish by tomorrow and I have to figure out like six Latin things... This sucks! And, for the previous chapters, I think I suck with making character threats and last chapter, I only got 5 reviews. Before, for every chapter I almost got 20 chapters. That's way less than half. Anyway, to make up for not updating, I will upload another chapter later. Enjoy and review!

"Why are we here again? It is Spring Break remember?" Shane asked Mitchie. They were currently in the parking lot of the school and Mitchie and Caitlyn were gonna go inside.

"I have prom committee. Remember? Caitlyn's joining, too," Mitchie explained pointing to her. Shane groaned.

"Aw. Does that mean I have to get a tux and everything?"

"Yes. Wait, you should be used to these things. You perform on stage all the time."

"Yeah, but I get to rip them off and stuff."

"I'll see what I can do with your tux situation later, okay?" Shane groaned but nodded, nevertheless. "See you later."

"Bye." Shane gave her a quick kiss and left the cafeteria.

"I can't believe Shane hates wearing tuxes. I mean, he wears them on stage all the time," Caitlyn stated. Mitchie shrugged.

"Guys are confusing. It's just how it is," Mitchie explained.

"Yeah, and they say we're confusing."

"Okay guys. Major things first," the teacher said. "Music."

"Connect Three," Mitchie, Tess, Caitlyn, and Peggy said at the same time. All eyes landed on them.

Sander raised his hand. "If we have Connect Three, can Barron and I be DJ's? Shane, Nate, and Jason wouldn't mind."

"I-I-uh, I guess that would be acceptable," the teacher stammered. "But how would we get such a popular band? I'm sorry but that would be out of their price range."

"Of course they'll do it for free," Kelly said with a hint of arrogance. "They are sweet boys and are very kind." Mitchie and Caitlyn glared at her while she smirked back.

"How do you know? Have you asked them?" the teacher asked.

"I can ask them later. Shane wouldn't mind. He said he hates wearing tuxes anyway," Mitchie joked, making she and her friends laugh.

"I don't understand. How can you get in contact with them? Aren't they touring or something?"

"Sounds like a new teacher," Tess whispered to Peggy. Peggy nodded.

"I can call them now," Mitchie offered.

"Yeah, I think that would be best so we can music over with," Caitlyn agreed as Mitchie took out her phone.

"Put it on speaker please!" the teacher asked. Mitchie nodded and did it. After a few rings, Jason answered.

"Hello?"

"Jason?"

"Yeah, who is this? Are you a crazy stalker fan? Ah! How did you get this number?" Mitchie and the others rolled their eyes while the teacher put an unsure look on her face.

"Jason? Jason! Calm down! We'll make you another birdhouse," Caitlyn offered.

"Caitlyn? Mitchie?"

"And we'll make it red and blue," Peggy continued.

"Peggy! Hey! Wait, where are you guys?"

"School," Mitchie answered.

"Why? Isn't it Spring Break? Wait, I'm coming over there! I'll pick you guys up!"

"Wait! Jason! Ugh." Jason hung up before she could explain. Mitchie noticed the teacher's confused expression so she quickly said, "I'll call Shane." Mitchie dialed his number and he immediately picked up after the first ring.

"Hey Mitchie! Miss me already?"

"Jerk. Hey listen, would Connect Three be okay with playing at the prom?"

"I don't know Mitchie," he said jokingly. "I won't be able to dance with you."

Mitchie rolled her eyes. "You won't have to wear a tux."

"We are so there, right Nate?" They could hear Nate call back, "Right!" in the background.

"Okay then, pick up us later."

"Got it. Bye."

"Well, that's done," Mitchie stated. "And, Barron and Sander get to DJ. What's next?"

The teacher was still dumbfounded about what just happened and how the girls (and Barron and Sander) knew Connect Three. "Um, uh, oh yeah. Next we have to deal with food." Tess, Peggy, Sander, Barron, and Caitlyn all looked at Mitchie. The other students noticed this and looked at her, too. "Um, why are you all looking at Mitchie?"

"Seriously guys?" Mitchie asked her friends.

"Come on, you're mom is an awesome cook," Sander said.

"Yeah, and even I bullied you during the summer, you're mom is really good. Honest," Tess added.

"Excuse me, am I missing something?" the teacher asked them.

"Yeah, Mitchie's mom has a catering business. She could cater for the event," Caitlyn offered.

"Caitlyn!" Mitchie said.

"What? It's true."

"Well if it is, would that be okay?" the teacher asked.

"Sure, I'll talk to my mom," Mitchie decided.

"You know what, why don't I let you take care of everything?" The teacher handed her a bunch of papers on a clipboard.

"Wait, what?"

"You seem like you can take care of everything so I'm letting you do everything." The teacher took her bag and jacket and walked to the doors. "See ya guys. Make prom great!" She gave them a thumbs up before walking out the doors. The students just stared at Mitchie and/or the door, wondering what was gonna happen next.

"Well Torres? What are you gonna make us do? Just because she left doesn't mean we aren't having prom so come on! Do something already!" Kelly groaned.

"I-I-I-um—" Mitchie stuttered.

"Mitchie!" Jason yelled.

"Jason?" she questioned. "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?"

"We have prom committee."

"I have...uhm...Oh! Make it a bird theme!" Mitchie and her friends rolled their eyes at Jason's simple-mindedness.

"Mitchie?"

"Caitlyn?"

Both girls turned around to see their boyfriends with huge grins on their faces. "What are you guys doing here?" Caitlyn asked.

"We can't see our girlfriends?" Nate asked, pouting. Caitlyn giggled and kissed him.

"Why are you smirking Shane?" Mitchie asked.

"Well, we heard the last couple of things that you guys said so WE decided that you don't have to worry about prom committee!"

"There's gonna be NO PROM?!" Kelly screeched.

Shane rolled his eyes. "No, we're taking care of prom. You guys can leave and stuff."

"No way, Shane. I can't let you do that," Mitchie said.

"Too bad, I am."

"I hate you."

"Love you, too."

"Jerk."

"But I'm your jerk."

"OKAY! WE GET THE POINT!" their friends yelled at them. Mitchie and Shane blushed while Kelly rolled her eyes and left.

Sorry it sucked... I think next chapter will be better. Review anyway.