I really don't know how to do this chapter so I just did the best that I could. Let's hope my best was good enough. This story is going to be a lot harder to write than I thought. Whoa.

P.S. I'm really sorry if this entire chapter is confusing. I'm sorry, I just didn't know how to do this. I seriously am not starting to like this story because I'm tearing it apart without even trying to.

Chapter 4

The next day…

Mitchie's POV

"Hey Mitchie," Tess grabs my attention by asking my name, "how'd your date with Mikayla go last night?" asked the budding blonde popstar from across the tables near Rico's shack. The gang (Caitlyn, Tess, Shane, Nate, Jason, Ella, Peggy, Miley, Lilly and I) did this almost every morning, just having breakfast near Rico's.

It was our way of keeping in touch between busy schedules because of all the hectic-ness of our lives from school to recording time in the studio and tours.

Embarrassment rushes through my body as I see that everyone's attention is on me. Did Tess always have to be so loud with these kinds of things? I think that old deaf lady in the corner heard her.

"Well…" I start off.

Flashback

(while walking to Mikayla's)

My life seems like it's exactly where I've always wanted it to be. I'm about to go on a date with one of the most beautiful people in the world. My best friend.

Mikayla Gomez.

The girl I've been in love with since I first laid eyes on her. She's a dream come true and I'm finally having a chance to actually be with her. To show her that I truly love her. I'm just praying that I don't mess up and look like a total idiot.

My outfit basically consisted of my usual black skinny jeans. To go with it I put on an also skinny plain red shirt with an unbuttoned white vest and my red converse. I must say, I felt pretty sophisticated for like the first five seconds before I knocked on her door.

My breath caught in my throat instantly like it always did as the door opened, but this time, this time it was harsher than ever. I've never seen her look so beautiful, well yes I have, I mean she's always beautiful but right now…wow. Just wow.

Her hair was curled in her natural popstar look and her makeup was normal. It's what she was wearing that made me feel so hormonal. A dark blue mini skirt that was hardly even past her fingertips and her shiny white K-Swiss shoes. What surprised me though was her rather bright, rather preppy, and right now, rather tight Aeropostale shirt that hugged all of her curves and revealed quite a bit of *cough* cleavage *cough*.

With my eyes venturing back up her body to her face I find that a rather large smirk has been plastered on her face. My face becomes enflamed knowing that I just got caught checking her out.

"Hi Mikayla," my voice squeaks at the end making me sound like a teenage boy venturing through the first few stages of puberty. I give a strange look while Mikayla giggles which causes my heart to melt. "R-ready to go?"

I reach out my hand, lying face up, waiting for her to reach for it. Smiling as she does, we walk down the driveway and off to the beginning of our date.

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"Where'd you take her?" Ella pipes out of nowhere, interrupting my train of thought.

"Was it a good date?" Peggy interrogates further.

"What happened?" Caitlyn inquires.

"Was it a dream come true?" Tess hurriedly adds on.

All the boys are literally leaning over the table, examining me, being anything but patient for me to reply. Man, my friends were seriously nosey.

Soon all of my friends are shouting at the same time causing such a riot that a few of the customers from other tables got up and left.

"HEY!" A small pubescent voice shouts at us from the wooden shack. "Quiet down, you're costing me customers and when there's no customers, there's no business and when there's no business, there's no money and when there's no money-"

"There's no happiness for Rico," everyone at the table monotonously states the same time as Rico.

Rico only smirks with a quick head nod and replies, "Good to see you understand. Now keep it quiet!"

Our table is quiet as he gets back to yelling at a few of his employees that were serving customers.

"Anyway, as I was saying…"

Flashback

"So what exactly are our plans for this evening, Mitchie?" Mikayla probes, attempting to get word out from me.

The two of us were still hand-in-hand, walking towards our first destination that was still a mystery for her. It's been about fifteen minutes since we left her house.

"You'll see," I smirk, trying to keep a cool and collected nature. On the outside I was really just freaking out. Was this evening going to be good?

Mikayla gives a cute little whine. "Why do you always have to be so secretive? Come on, Mitch, just tell me where we're going."

"I'd tell you but we're already here." Mikayla looks up and gasps.

"Seriously?! We're eating here? Mitchie, this place costs like a fortune! We don't have to eat here if you don't want to, you know. I seriously don't think I'm worth all this," Mikayla protests upon peering through the window and reading the rather large light bulbs that accentuate the name of the restaurant.

I grab the flailing hand closest to me and quickly kiss it. I look at my feet embarrassed, missing the look of guilt cross her face.

Slowly I tug her hand and lead her to the door of Tommy Bahama's Tropical Café.

"You're worth every penny, 'kayla."

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I cringe and my face feels like a blow torch has been put to it with how bad I'm blushing as everyone at the table makes the loudest and longest, 'Aww!' I've ever heard.

"That's so cute, Mitchie!" Peggy announces to the entire world.

"Ow ow, Torres!" Jason cheers.

"Bow chicka wow wow," Shane jestures with Caitlyn. Everyone at the table bursts out laughing.

"Seriously, guys," I say, slightly chuckling but still completely embarrassed.

"Who knew the Mitchie Torres could be quite the romantic?" Lilly questions out of nowhere.

The table erupts in a fit of giggles once more as all the girls at the table raise their hand. What can I say? There were a few girls I liked and hit on before Mikayla.

"So anyway, what else happened, rockstar besides you practically dragging her all the way down to Newport?" Caitlyn picks up conversation after the long laughing fest.

"Oh, you know. We ate, talked, took a walk on the beac-"

"LIKE UNDER THE STARS?!" everyone at the table shrieks, frightening a small girl a couple tables down.

I think I just lost my hearing.

I nod and the exclamations of 'that's so romantic' and 'you're such a sweetheart' erupt once more.

"Anyway, what else happ-"

"Hey guys!" Mikayla greets coming up behind me, making my heart jump and my adrenaline go into overdrive. She sits in my lap and tucks a piece of hair behind my ear and lightly kisses me on the side of my mouth. Distinctly behind the object of my affect I notice the Gray brothers acting everything out and the girls are attempting to stifle their giggles.

"So what is the stimulating conversation today?" she asks turning around, just barely missing the charade being put on behind her.

"Nothing," all of us reply, still chuckling.

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A few hours later on a secluded part of the beach…

"That was great, Mitchie! They totally fell for it!" Mikayla eagerly exclaims, adding a little happy dance. I just give a small forced smile.

"Yeah, Mikayla. Yyou're a great actor. Nice job."

"Well, it's all thanks to you," she says, giving me a small hug. "You're a great friend."

Forcing smiles get harder to do each time.

"That's what I'm here for." She's so wrapped up in her 'success' story she doesn't even hear the small sob coming from my lips. I refuse to let her see me cry.

"Look, I'd really like to stay but I have this interview and photo shoot to get to. Once again, thank you so much, Mitch," the Latina starts to move backwards, back to Rico's. Back to the lie she created and I was dragged into. Back to where I despised myself for ever agreeing.

As soon as I'm sure she's left my first tear escapes. Then another and another. A branch breaks behind me. I wipe my tears quickly.

"I think you're losing your touch there, woman. The Caitlyn I knew was stealthier than a Russian spy and a ninja mixed together." That earns a laugh from her.

"Well the Mitchie I knew didn't torture herself like this," she counters. I turn around to see her in full view from the many trees surrounding us.

She takes a step closer, confusion and wonder in her eyes.

"You mind telling me what really happened last night?"

"I already told you what happened last night," I stubbornly reply, looking anywhere but her eyes. They were my weakness.

"Okay then, you mind telling me what you're leaving out that's making you like this?"

Flashback

No one's POV

Mitchie and Mikayla were easily seated to their tables with no difficulty. There were hardly any onlookers. They were just two teenage girls, having an expensive dinner.

"Really, Mitch. Thank you for all of this."

"Sure, no problem. I mean, I know that you've been down lately and I just wanted to try and pick you up."

"Yeah, because a date at a fancy restaurant in Newport is such a normal thing to do."

"Well, who said I was normal?"

"Touché, my friend."

The two Latinas giggle. It just felt so natural, so right.

"It's definitely more than what Miley would do for me." The smile on Mitchie's face is wiped off faster than you can say heartbreak, depression, or even unrequited. Mikayla has unshed tears in her eyes.

"Hey, hey," Mitchie soothes, reaching over the table to stroke the other girl's hand. "It'll be okay."

"No, Mitch. I'm a bad person."

"No you're not, Mik."

"Yes, I am. I only agreed to this date because Miley was right behind you. I'm so sorry." If Mikayla couldn't see the hurt across Mitchie's face before, she definitely could now.

"Could you- could you help me? You know, get her back?" Mikayla shyly questions.

"I don't know, Mikayla," the rockstar starts out but sees the look of sadness cross her best friends face. She gives a sigh. "What would I have to do?"

"Pretend to be my girlfriend…" Mitchie looks everywhere but her and mumbles something. "What was that?"

"What if I really want you to be my girlfriend?"

"Look, I just don't think I can do that right now," saline reaches the outer rims of Mitchie's eyes as she retracts her hands from Mikayla's. "Please, Mitch. Just help me with this. I'll do anything. Either we be best friends or you can pretend to be my girlfriend and my best friend. Come on, it'll be exactly the same thing. You and I pretend to date, Miley notices then we get back together."

"And what happens to me? What happens to your little 'girlfriend'?" Mitchie's voice cracks as she almost shouts the questions.

"We'll just go back to being best friends. Please Mitch. I need her." Mikayla pouts.

"I need you," Mitchie thinks.

Upon seeing the girl's face she sees the hurt and she'd do anything to make it go away. Even if it meant signing her name across a scroll and selling her soul to the devil.

"Okay, Mikayla. I'll pretend to be your girlfriend." Mikayla smiles and Mitchie attempts to force one.

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"And that's basically what happened last night," Mitchie chokes out into Caitlyn's left shoulder. Halfway through telling the story they found their way into this position with Caitlyn rubbing Mitchie's back and Mitchie breaking down.

Caitlyn doesn't say anything for a few minutes, but when she does, it doesn't shock either girls.

"Mitch, I know you love her and all but you can do so much better."

Mitchie only comes up with one response.

"I know. But she's the only one I want."

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Okay, please be blunt. I know it's probably confusing and stupid so please review yo.