Hey, here comes the second chapter. I was happy to see that you like the story because I wasn't too sure you would. I chose to make small chapters so I can update more frequently.
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"Here is your drink, Mr. Gray" The steward told the man. It's when everything clicked right into place. She was sitting next to Shane Gray.
Chapter 2:
Nate and Jason had told her he didn't remember her, but she didn't want to take a chance, so she turned her back to Shane and faked sleeping for the rest of the flight.
Not even two hours ago she had thought her summer had started the best, and she found herself wishing she would have waited longer before claiming it. Now it couldn't be worst, even if it was only two hours with him, the whole summer was ruined in her mind. She almost jumped out of her seat and ran out of the plane when it landed. She retrieved her luggage faster than lightning and relaxed only when she saw Dee waiting for her just outside the airport.
"Mitchie, it's so nice to see you again." Dee told her and took her into a hug. Once they were done with the greetings, she led Mitchie to her car and they drove to Camp Rock.
When she saw the Camp Rock sign, Mitchie felt perfectly at ease, like she was home. Brown was there to greet her as well as Caitlyn. "Mitchie Torres, everyone." he joked when she got out of the car. "I'm happy you came, Mitchie." He said with his accent.
Then Caitlyn ran her way and started jumping up and down. "You're here!" She screamed happily.
"What's all the screaming about?" She heard a voice calling from Brown's cabin. She turned around and saw Nate and Jason standing on the porch. "Oh, it's you, Mitchie." Nate said and came to hug her and whispered in her ear. "Thank you, Jason was trying to make me build a bird house."
She held in her laughter and went to greet Jason. "What are you already doing here? Camp doesn't start before another week." He asked her.
"Mitchie is here as an instructor too, Jason." Nate explained. "Like you and me." He pressed seeing that Jason didn't get it.
"You're instructors too?" She asked Nate who nodded. It was this morning all over again, she thought that finally, the surprise encounter she had had with Shane could easily be over looked by spending the summer with them. But she wouldn't do the same mistake she had done that morning; she wouldn't think or hope her summer to be better or worse than she had thought.
Caitlyn took her hand then, getting her out of her thoughts and led her to their cabin. "Home sweet home." She told Mitchie when she sat lazily on the couch. Their cabin was very similar to Brown's, they had one big room with a kitchen and living room area, and on the far wall were three doors, two of them leading to a bedroom and the other to the bathroom.
Mitchie set her bags down next to the door and went to sit next to her friend. "I was sitting next to Shane on the plane today." She told Caitlyn, who automatically turned her attention to her.
"Shane? Shane, Shane?" She asked Mitchie.
"Yes. I was sitting next to Shane Gray, and you know what? He didn't even recognize me." She said frustrated. As much as she hated to admit it she had had a thing for him on her first year at Camp Rock, and she felt outraged that he didn't remember her after what had happened. After all he had been the one to claim that she was the girl with the voice, the only one that saw him as Shane and not as the pop star that she was the reason he was singing, but now he had forgotten all about her.
"You talked to him?" Caitlyn asked her surprised, and for good reasons. Mitchie wasn't the type of girl to ask someone to explain themselves, she just accepted the fact.
"No." She said. "I slept and then I saw him sitting next to me, so I turned the other way and faked sleeping for the rest of the flight." She explained to Caitlyn.
"Then how do you know he doesn't remember you?" She pressed.
"How many people do you know would sit next to someone they know for more than two hours, without even talking to them?" She asked back, hoping Caitlyn would answer none, but of course she had to have an answer, she always did.
"Almost every single one, when they think the person they know is sleeping." She said exasperated. "Mitchie, you should have talked to him. Maybe he has some kind of explanation." She proposed, but she knew he wouldn't have any. She had seen him once or twice when she went to visit the guys, and as Nate and Jason had told Mitchie, He obviously didn't remember her.
"He could have called after me if he remembered me, when we got off the plane. But he didn't. It proves my point, Shane doesn't remember me."
Nate came in with Jason at that moment. "Oh, you're talking about Shane, great it spares me the introduction."
Mitchie found herself growing nervous, this can't be good; she thought when she took a closer look at the two guys' expression. Nate didn't look too pleased with what he was about to say, while Jason was looking really nervous and was sweating bullets. "Shane is coming here this summer." Nate said in a breath.