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Thanks especially to:
ersy, for being the first reviewer for this past chapter. I love reading your request to update ASAP. And since you asked nicely, I'd be more than happy to update.
Angie-ange, that's exactly what I was thinking. It's almost like you're reading my mind. Or maybe I'm just really predictable? If I am, I hope I'm not boring you with this story.
XOXOXONickJonasluverXOXOXO, I know, I'm evil for leaving it like that. Lol. Here's the next chapter.
xbeautiful, that's exactly what I was trying to aim for. Since most (if not all) of you love cutesy moments like that between Smitchie, Naitlyn, and Jella. And I was in a cutesy kind of mood, so…yeah.
Arya, I wasn't sure about the whole phone call thing, but I guess it worked out. Maybe I'll add another phone conversation in later on in the story, if it fits.
epobbp, I always love reading comments. And thanks for the reassurance. I definitely needed it. There's something about putting your heart into something, and then leaving it for people to critique. You know?
Lilyana, I hope so too. Shane going on tour without Mitchie is just…so wrong.
AlexaJ, I just thought of something…Jella's just as sweet as Jell-O. And kinda mushy too. Or maybe they're both colorful, since they love to go around in different colors. Lol. Don't mind me, I just drank a bunch of Red Bulls (so I'm surprised I'm not super-hyper…yet).
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Chapter 11: Goodnight & Goodbye (Part 2)
"Mrs. Torres?" Shane called out, hoping to catch Mitchie's mom before she left.
"In here," Mrs. Torres called back. She was busy putting items back into the storage cabinet. She came out, and asked, "What's on your mind?"
"I wanted to ask you something…about Mitchie, and…the tour…" Shane trailed off. Mrs. Torres smiled.
"I had a feeling it was about that," Mrs. Torres said. "Look, Shane, I'm sorry, but Mitchie can't go."
"Why not?" Shane asked. "It's exactly what Mitchie's always dreamed of doing, and now's her big chance."
"I know, Shane, but think of it this way. If you were me, would you let your daughter go on tour with the biggest trio of teen pop sensations Connect 3? Without any adult supervision? Not to mention she'd be missing most of her last year of school, and time with her friends, and her life just wouldn't be the same," Mrs. Torres said.
"I get it, you're worried about your daughter. I'd be too, if I had a daughter who had the same opportunity," Shane shuddered at the thought of him being Mitchie's dad. He didn't want to think about it. "But I promise, I'll take good care of her, make sure she's OK, and happy, and has everything she ever wanted."
"I'm sure you will," Mrs. Torres said, implying that that was one of the main reasons why she wouldn't allow Mitchie to go.
"OK, you said you wanted adult supervision, someone who could always watch what we're doing, right?" Shane said, suddenly coming up with a brilliant plan.
"Yes, of course," Mrs. Torres looked intrigued. "Go on."
"What if I told you that I could get someone to supervise us on tour? Make sure we do what we're supposed to, when we're supposed to? You know, behave?" Shane continued.
"I'm liking it so far," Mrs. Torres admitted. "Who'd you have in mind?"
"Uncle Brown," Shane said, as if that were the most obvious answer.
Mrs. Torres looked surprised, then quickly composed herself. "Your Uncle Brown? Yes, that's a great idea! I never really thought about that, but sure, that'd be just fine. I'm sure my husband would agree." Noticing the look on Shane's face, Mrs. Torres laughed. "Go on, Shane. Tell Mitchie the good news. But make sure to ask your uncle, OK?"
"I will, Mrs. Torres," Shane couldn't believe it. He ran back to his uncle's cabin, where Nate, Jason, their driver, Ella, and Caitlyn were still waiting.
"Is my uncle around? I have to talk to him about something," Shane said, excited.
"Dude, we were supposed to leave 5 minutes ago. What's going on?" Nate shook his head.
"I'll fill you in later," Shane said, as he ran into the cabin. "Uncle Brown?"
"WHOA!" Brown was coming out of the cabin with his bags, and Shane had nearly run him over. "What's the hurry, man?"
"Uncle Brown, would you like to come on tour with us? Make sure we're good little rockstars? Please?" Shane begged.
Brown smiled, amazed that Shane wanted him to come along. "You know, Shane, I have a regular job besides working here every summer…"
"You'll be paid double," Shane bribed him.
"On second thought…" Brown grinned as he looked at his scheming nephew. "You must be up to something. Let's hear it, shall we?"
"OK, I really need Mitchie to come on tour, and she wants to, but she doesn't know if her mom will let her, because it's her last year of high school. Plus she'll miss her friend Sierra, and miss out on a lot, so I talked to Mrs. Torres, and she said Mitchie could go, but only on one condition, that you supervise us. Uncle Brown, please, come with us on tour. I can't stand being away from Mitchie for that long," Shane blurted out.
"Well, since you put it that way," Brown pretended to look like he was thinking hard. He paused, enjoying keeping Shane and his bandmates in suspense. "I guess I could help you there."
"YEAH!" Shane and Jason tackled Brown to the ground. "Thanks, Uncle Brown," Shane said, as his uncle grunted beneath him and Jason.
"Don't mention it," Brown smiled. "Now that it's settled, get off me already."
"Sorry," Shane and Jason apologized, as Nate laughed at them.
"WE'RE GOING ON TOUR!" Jason shouted.
"Jason, we're already going on tour," Nate pointed out, exasperated that Jason could be so slow sometimes.
"I know, but now Mitchie can come too!" Jason said happily. He started kissing Ella again.
"I can?" Mitchie said, walking up to them.
"Yeah, your mom said you could, if we had adult supervision, and Brown just said he'd come with us," Jason stopped kissing Ella just long enough to explain, then went back to making out with his girlfriend.
"No way!" Mitchie breathed, as she and Caitlyn jumped up and down together, screaming. "This is gonna be so fun!"
"Yeah, it is," Tess said, gliding towards them. Her bags had already been packed and loaded into her limo, which pulled up just behind them.
"Sweet, now can we go already?" Nate complained again.
"Yeah, what are we waiting for?" Mitchie practically dove towards their limo before their driver could open the door for her.
Mitchie's POV: I can't believe this is happening!
Shane's POV: This tour is gonna be awesome with Mitchie on it. I'm the luckiest guy in the world, getting to tour with my girlfriend…
The limo pulled up onto an airstrip, where a private jet was waiting for them.
"Is that…your private jet?" Mitchie couldn't believe it.
"Yup, we get to fly around wherever we want," Shane said.
"As long as it's on the tour schedule," Nate added.
"I can't believe you guys get to do this," Caitlyn said, still awestruck.
"We're living the dream, baby!" Jason yelled, as Ella cheered.
They all got on the jet, where there were more than enough seats for everyone. There was a private dining area, a place to watch the 4 widescreen TVs and play video games (Nintendo, Playstation 3, and Wii), and also to play foosball, pool, and air hockey. There was also a place to just sit back and relax, and a place to record music if the need arose.
Tess sat back and ignored them all completely, except for Shane. She couldn't take her eyes off him, which everyone except Jason and Ella noticed. Brown sat back, took out the latest music magazine that he had in his bag, and started reading.
Mitchie pulled out her phone, and called her mom.
"Hey, Mom," Mitchie said, a big smile on her face.
"Hi Mitchie," Mrs. Torres answered. "Are you OK? Do you have everything you need?"
"I'm fine, Mom," Mitchie laughed. Her mom could be really overprotective sometimes, but Mitchie knew she was just worried. "We're about to take off soon, so I just wanted to say goodnight to you and Dad. I love you, and I'll talk to you as soon as I can tomorrow."
"OK, honey. Be careful, and stay safe, OK? If you need anything, just let me know, and I'll be there as quickly as I can." Mrs. Torres gave her daughter some last-minute reminders.
"I know, Mom. I love you," Mitchie said.
"I love you too, sweetheart. Goodnight." Mrs. Torres said.
"Goodnight…and goodbye," Mitchie answered. She hung up, and noticed Shane watching her with an unreadable expression on his face.
"What? Can't a girl talk to her mom in private?" Mitchie pretended to be upset, then burst out laughing at Shane's hurt expression.
"Well excuse me for wanting to watch my girlfriend in one of her most private moments," Shane said in one of those mock-upset tones of voice. Then he burst out laughing. "I'm just joking."
"I know," Mitchie laughed back, as Shane kissed her briefly. Then Shane got up.
"Man, I'm starving," Shane complained, as he went over to his personal fridge. He took out a bag of chips and started munching. "Mitchie, do you want anything?"
"No, I'm OK, thanks," Mitchie said, relaxing in her seat.
"Hey, can you pass me a diet Coke?" Nate asked.
"Get one yourself, from your own fridge," Shane mumbled between bites.
"Fine," Nate grumbled, as he took one out. "You can offer Mitchie, a girl you've known for less than a month, something from your fridge, but you can't give your bandmate, the one you've known for almost 5 years, something? That's illogical, and I can't have it."
"Jealous much?" Shane smirked.
"You wish," Nate scowled. "Caitlyn, do you want anything to eat or drink?"
"No, I'm good," Caitlyn said, snuggling closer to Nate. He put down his Coke and held her close. "Me too," Nate smiled into Caitlyn's hair. Tess glared at them cuddling.
Jason was playing guitar, which was kind of difficult, since Ella wanted to sit in his lap. "Hey, I know, why don't you sit here, and we can play together?" Jason suggested.
"YEAH! That's a great idea, Jason! You're so smart!" Ella squealed happily, as Nate and Tess rolled their eyes at them. Ella sat in Jason's lap, and he started teaching her how to play their songs.
"Mitchie, are you sure you want to do this?" Shane whispered to her.
"Absolutely," Mitchie grinned at him as they took off into the air.
"Let's ROCK AND ROLL!" Jason shouted, then everyone cheered.
AN: Soooo, what'd you think? Did you like it? Hate it? Did you think it was boring or stupid? Or what?
And if you have any ideas, please let me know. I love all the ones I've heard so far, so please keep them coming! Not just story ideas, song suggestions are welcome too.