AN: OMJ, thank you all so much for your reviews! I know exactly where I'm going with this, but it'll be a little while before I get there. Just don't hate me, OK?
And I don't know if you noticed this (you probably did), but there was a mistake in the last chapter. I know I said that Nate was playing piano, which was in the mess hall (indoors), but then I said that Nate and Jason took their places on stage (outside). I was really tired when I wrote that, which is why I missed it in the first place. I was this close to falling asleep typing (and yeah, it's definitely possible, because I was trying to stay awake). Anyways, thanks to the people who pointed that out to me. You guys are awesome!
Thanks especially to:
Arya, I'm so happy you love it. I was trying to get that sad vibe perfect. I guess I did.
Live Like Music, hmm…there's an idea, using the song "Shout". Now the question is, how do I work it into the story? I think I have an idea… ;-)!
Angie-ange, I know, I'm sorry for leaving you with an evil cliffie, but your question will be answered soon enough.
isabel4724, I know I shouldn't have done that, but I wasn't sure where I wanted to take this. Now that I've thought about it some more, I think I know where the story will go.
AlexaJ, I'm sorry, please don't kill me :-). Lol. Yeah, poor Shane. Although if I were Mitchie, I know I wouldn't have treated Shane like that. Even if he did deserve it.
epobbp, I loved your comment about writing words so it seems to fill up the space more. I hope I'm not doing that in the story, am I? I wouldn't want to be caught using filler in the plot…that'd make for a very boring story.
KellylovesNickJonas, OK, here's your update. I hope you love it :-). And btw, I love Nick too :-). I love all of them.
xbeautiful, you know I can't tell you just yet. You'll have to read it to find out, sorry.
XOXOXONickJonasluverXOXOXO, that's awesome that you think it's really good. I hope you think the same about this chapter (if not better).
To my readers and reviewers: You guys are awesome, and you are seriously the best. Without you, I never would have come this far with the story. And thanks to everyone…You really are the ones who inspire me to keep writing. This chapter's for you.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, except my own ideas. And if I forget to credit anyone for their ideas (and I claim them as mine), I'm really sorry.
Chapter 11: Goodnight and Goodbye? (Part 1)
"Please, Mitchie," Shane pleaded, taking Mitchie's chin and tilting it up toward his. "I love you, and I have to be with you."
"I…I can't," Mitchie said, running away. "I'm sorry, Shane." Crying harder, she ran away, the tears blurring her vision as she ran back into her cabin.
Shane stood there sadly, stunned by what just happened.
"Hey, man, you OK?" Nate said, followed by Caitlyn and Jason.
"Of course not. I just lost the girl of my dreams…" Shane said, devastated. Then he snapped, "Of course I'm not OK, you idiot!"
"Hey, Nate was just asking, you don't have to bite his head off," Caitlyn said, sticking up for her boyfriend. She squeezed Nate's hand, and smiled at him. Nate blushed.
"Aww, Nate's got himself a bodyguard!" Jason said loudly. Then he paused, and said, "Wait, what were we talking about?"
"Mitchie…" Shane moaned.
"What about her?" Jason looked confused. Nate looked annoyed, but quickly filled Jason in on everything that had just happened.
"Shane, man, you've got to get her back," Jason said, looking proud of himself for coming to that conclusion.
"I know, but how?" Shane wondered. "We're leaving in an hour, and Mitchie doesn't want to see me ever again. How can I go on tour with you guys?"
"I've got it!" Jason said. He pulled out his cell, and dialed a few numbers.
"What are you doing?" Nate hissed to Jason. He talked for a little while, then hung up.
"We're going shopping!" Jason said excitedly.
"And this helps me…how?" Shane muttered, trying to keep calm.
"Dude, it's not that hard…we get gifts for our girlfriends, and they'll love us for sure," Jason concluded, smiling. "You know, like a going away present, only we'll be the ones going away?"
"Hey, that's not a bad idea," Nate said, looking impressed. "Let's do it!"
"Why not?" Shane said to no one, since Nate and Jason took off.
A half hour later…
"Dude, I can't believe you bought those," Nate said, laughing at Jason.
"What's wrong with buying lip gloss?" Jason said.
"Nothing, if you're a girl…" Nate laughed hysterically.
"If you must know, it's for Ella," Jason defended himself. "I didn't know what flavors she liked, so I bought everything on the shelf. What'd you get Caitlyn?"
"I got her a dozen red roses, and all of her favorite candy," Nate said. "It was either those or some batteries for her computer. Shane, what'd you get?"
"I didn't get her anything," Shane said.
"WHAT?" Nate and Jason shouted. "We spent half an hour shopping, and you couldn't find anything to get Mitchie?"
"No, I couldn't. I gave Mitchie everything I had, and she didn't want any of it," Shane said, his eyes starting to fill up with tears.
"Hold on, I have an idea," Nate said, taking off.
"Dude, you still have to pack," Jason called out.
"I finished packing last night," Nate called back. He went over to Caitlyn's cabin.
"Caitlyn, you got a minute?" Nate said, knocking on the door. He heard some squealing, and then Caitlyn opened the door, as her roommates gaped at him, amazed that they were standing in the same room as he was.
"Hey, Nate," Caitlyn smiled.
"Do you think you can help me with Mitchie and Shane?" Nate said. He looked at his watch, then back at Caitlyn. "Within about 20 minutes?"
"I can try," Caitlyn said, taking Nate's hand and dragging him to Mitchie's.
At Mitchie's…
"Mitchie, you still here?" Caitlyn called out.
"Yeah," Mitchie mumbled, opening the door. Her face was streaked with tears.
"Good, because I want to talk to you," Caitlyn said. "Do you know what you've put Shane through? He loves you, and you keep hurting him. Yeah, he's hurt you many times, but so what? You guys are too blind to see that you're perfect for each other. You were the girl Shane was looking for, the one who saw the real person underneath all that fame and fortune, and you were the girl who still didn't treat him any differently, even though he's a celebrity. And he sees thousands of girls everyday, but YOU are the one he wants. The one he keeps trying to win. Not any other girl. YOU. Doesn't that mean anything to you?"
"Caitlyn, don't," Mitchie whispered, beginning to sniffle again. "I loved him, and he kissed Tess. It's over…We're over…"
"Not unless you let it be over," Nate interrupted. "Do you know how many nights I had to spend hearing Shane moan about how much he missed you? About hearing him go on and on about how you broke up with him? About hearing him cry himself to sleep every night? Mitchie, please. Make up with Shane before Jason and I go insane." Nate pleaded with her. Caitlyn smacked him, and Nate narrowed his eyes at Caitlyn before turning his attention back to Mitchie.
"He did?" Mitchie couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"Yeah, he did. And he does. He can't eat, he can't sleep, he can't even write a song unless it's about you. And when it is, he'll stop halfway through and start crying again, and it's getting on my nerves," Nate added.
"I didn't know…" Mitchie gazed off into space, while Caitlyn took the hint.
"OK, Nate, let's go finish packing," Caitlyn pushed Nate out the door.
Mitchie picked up her guitar, which was the last thing she had to pack, and started strumming the strings. She played as the music led her, as her emotions took over. She picked out a familiar melody, one that she'd written long ago.
This is real, This is me
I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be now
Gonna let the light shine on me
Now I've found who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I want to be
This is me
You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing
I need to find you, I gotta find you
You're the missing piece I need
The song inside of me
I need to find you, I gotta find you
This is real, this is me
I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be now
Gonna let the light shine on me
Now I've found who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I want to be
This is me
You're the missing piece I need
The song inside of me (this is me)
You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing
Now I've found who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I want to be
This is me
After the last few notes faded away into silence, Mitchie gently placed the guitar back in its case, and smiled to herself. It was time to stand in the spotlight. To take center stage, to take control.
Meanwhile…
"Come on!" Nate yelled at Shane, who was sitting on the steps, his bags already packed and loaded into the limo. "I want to give this to Caitlyn before I leave."
"And I have to give these to Ella," Jason added, holding up his plastic bag full of lip gloss.
"Here's your chance," Shane said, as he saw Ella coming towards them.
"Jason, I know it's last minute, but I wanted to give this to you," Ella said, holding out the green birdhouse they'd made together. It had Jella's Birdhouse written on it.
"Jella?" Jason asked.
"Yeah, I was going to write Jason and Ella's Birdhouse on it, but it took up too much space. Do you like it?" Ella asked nervously.
"Like it? I love it!" Jason said happily, as Ella hugged him. He kissed her back, then broke off their kiss. "Oh, this is for you," Jason thrust the bag at her, and laughed as Ella squealed happily. "Jason, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!" Ella screamed. She kept glancing at the different kinds of lip gloss.
"Then I guess you like your present," Jason concluded.
"Like it? I love it! And you!" Ella dumped the bag on the ground and jumped into Jason's arms.
"I love you more," Jason said, gazing deeply into Ella's eyes. They kissed for what seemed like forever, then Jason broke it off. "Where're your bags?"
"Huh?" Ella said, still craving Jason's lips on hers.
"You're coming on tour with us, right?" Jason reminded her.
"Oh yeah!" Ella ran back to the cabin and tried to lift all her bags over to the limo.
"Here, let me help," Jason said, following her and taking as many bags as he could carry. After 5 seconds, he stopped. "Um, guys, a little help here?"
"OK," Nate and Shane came over, each taking about 5 bags.
"Need help?" Caitlyn couldn't help but smile as she watched Nate and Shane struggle with Ella's bags.
"No, I've got it," Nate grunted as Shane groaned behind him.
"OK, if you say so," Caitlyn smirked.
"What's in these things, anyway? They weigh a ton!" Shane groaned.
"My clothes, my hair products, my lip gloss…" Ella rambled.
"It doesn't really weigh all that much," Jason grinned. "Not if it makes you look even more beautiful."
"Aww!" Ella gushed as she launched herself onto Jason. They crashed to the ground and started making out, ignoring Ella's bags strewn all over the place.
Pretty soon, all their stuff was loaded. Nate got his present, and turned to Caitlyn. "These are for you," he said, blushing a little.
"Aww, you're so sweet!" Caitlyn gushed, ignoring the flowers and candy. "I love them! She launched herself at Nate and kissed him into silence. "And I love you even more!"
"It was my way of saying that I love you, right before we go on tour," Nate said quietly. "Are you coming?"
"But my school…and my parents…" Caitlyn panicked.
"It's OK, I called your parents, and Jason called Ella's, and it's OK with them. I said you'd help produce our next hit, and they were fine with it," Nate laughed. Then he became serious. "Are you OK with it?"
"Totally!" Caitlyn squealed happily. She hugged Nate, then they kissed, and it turned into another makeout session.
"Excuse me, but we gotta go," Shane said, looking first at Nate and Caitlyn, and then sadly in the direction of Mitchie's cabin.
"I'm sorry, Shane," Caitlyn said softly.
"I know, thanks anyway, Caitlyn," Shane said, trying to be strong.
"Come on," Nate said, knowing Shane wanted to be left alone.
They got in the car, when suddenly, Shane's phone rang.
"Hello?" Shane said, not recognizing the number.
"Hey," A girl's voice responded.
"Who is this?" Shane demanded.
"Turn around and see," The girl said.
Shane turned around, then got out of the limo.
"Mitchie?" Shane couldn't believe it.
"Yeah," Mitchie said, suddenly looking nervous.
"You came back," Shane breathed in amazement.
"Of course I did…I couldn't leave without saying goodbye to you," Mitchie said, choked up. "I almost didn't." She hugged Shane, letting her tears fall freely.
"I'm glad you did…I wouldn't have been able to go on tour if we weren't OK," Shane confessed. "Are we?"
"I don't know, but I do know I want to try again," Mitchie said. "Do you?" She smiled as Shane kissed her in response.
"There's no way I could've left without seeing you one last time," Shane murmured, kissing the top of her head. He looked in her eyes, and said softly, "I love you, Mitchie Torres. Always and forever."
"Me too, Shane," Mitchie smiled, kissing him back. Shane noticed she wasn't as into the kiss though. It seemed like she was holding back, afraid that it wouldn't work. He pulled her into the kiss, but Mitchie didn't relax one bit. Shane pulled away, looking sad, and Mitchie couldn't help but hug him. She sighed, and moved out of Shane's embrace.
"Mitchie, let's go!" Nate said impatiently.
"I…I can't go," Mitchie said sadly.
"What? Why not?" Shane wondered.
"I asked my mom, and she said no. That I can't miss my senior year just because of your tour," Mitchie said, as Caitlyn gave her a sympathetic glance. "I'm sorry, Shane, but there's nothing I can do."
"Maybe there is," Shane said, thinking there was no way he would go on tour without Mitchie. She was his everything. He ignored his bandmates' yells to get in the limo, and walked off.
AN: There you have it, Smitchie's back together! And Naitlyn's just too cute for words. And Jella's soooo adorable. Will Tess intervene again? Will Smitchie last? Will Naitlyn last? And what about Jella? What's Shane up to? Will Mitchie get to go on tour with Shane and her friends? Will any of the couples go public? It's up to you, so tell me what you want to see in the story. I can make it happen.
And please review! It means the world to me. I live for reviews. And Camp Rock. And the Jonas Brothers. They are my life! And so are reviews, so please review! I want to know what you think.