Disclaimer: Take it away Fred!
Fred: No! You're too mean!
No I'm not! If you do the disclaimer I'll give you a cookie!
Fred: YAY! COOKIE! Ok!
Gives Fred Cookie
Fred: Amy does not own Camp Rock or any of the characters in this story except for me!
Last time…
"That's for my friend Mitchie," Caitlyn said, "Mitchie Torres, if you want her last name."
He had started to write Mitchie but then when Caitlyn said my last name (That backstabbing jerk of a best friend!) he just looked up at me in shock. "Mitchie?" he said in absolute shock.
I smiled awkwardly. "Hi Shane…"
Chapter 2
Permission to Kill Caitlyn Please?
"Mitchie Torres?" Shane asked.
I nodded.
Shane jumped up and hugged me… A little too to tight. "Shane…" I choked.
"Yes?" he said.
"You're choking me."
"Sorry." he said and let go. "I just can't believe you're actually here! I mean… I haven't seen you in 10 years!"
"Well I didn't wanna be here tonight. But Caitlyn…"
Shane nodded, "What about Caitlyn?"
"She forced me to come… If I had the choice… I would be anywhere but here. I can't stand you anymore. You really hurt me. When you left, you never picked up your phone, and you never returned any of my calls... I hate you so much!" I said and ran out of the room…
Shane sat down glumly and finished signing the poster.
"If it makes you feel any better I'm a huge fan…" Caitlyn said.
Shane sighed. "Thanks." he handed her the poster. "Here. It's signed. Mitchie probably won't want it though." He quickly wrote a phone number on a small piece of paper and handed it to Caitlyn. "Can you give this to her? I really wanna talk to her."
"Well if you really want to talk to her that badly she still lives in the same place. She never moved or anything. You remember where that is. Right?"
Shane nodded, "I know where it is. Do you think she'll be ok with that?"
"She might no be now… But she'll thank me later." Caitlyn said devilishly.
Caitlyn ran off and caught up to me. "Mitch! What the hell was that for?"
"Cait! You know how much I hate him! How could you drag me right to him! Especially today! On my birthday!"
We were walking through a parking lot right by a little area where they had a bunch of trees and other plants. I swung my hand at Caitlyn out of anger… But she ducked and I hit a tree… I grabbed my hand and bit my lip.
"Ow!!" I kicked the ground, and my foot bounced right into the tire of a truck.
I started hopping around on my non-hurt foot and holding onto my hurt foot. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" I screamed out in pain.
Caitlyn rolled her eyes and continued the walk to her car. We both got in and she handed me a sheet of paper.
"What's this?"
"Shane's phone number. He wanted me to give it to you."
"Why?"
"He wanted you to call him."
"And you think I will?"
"Mith. He sounded like he really wanted to talk to you. He was really upset when you ran off."
"Really?" "Yeah…"
"Well I don't care."
"BTW! He's gonna come over to your house some time this week."
"WHAT!! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME CAIT!! I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY BEST FRIEND!!"
"Please don't kill me! I don't wanna die!"
"Well now you might end up like Joe."
"Who's Joe?"
"He's the one that makes the roses bloom." I said and pointed to my porch.
Caitlyn screeched to a stop in my drive way and pushed my put of the car as fast as she could. Then she drove off as fast as possible.
"Just kidding" I screamed after her. "Maybe…" I walked inside and screamed, "I hate Caitlyn!"
"Why sweetie?"
"Caitlyn dragged me to a frickin Shane Grey concert!"
"What's so bad about that?"
"She got backstage passes!! And she got him to sign a poster for me!"
"So…"
"She told him my last name!! And he recognized me!!"
"Now that is bad…" my mom said.
"AND SHE TOLD HIM TO COME OVER HERE SOME TIME BEFORE HE LEAVES!!"
"Now that's really bad…" she said.
I nodded, "Ya think."
Just then the doorbell rang…
AN: OMG!! IS THAT SHANE?! You'll find out in the next chapter!! Stay tuned!
Fred: Yum! This cookie is so good!
I thought you already finished the cookie I gave you?
Fred: I took a few from the cabinet there Points to empty cabinet that used to have tons of baked goods in it
Mouth drops FRED!! THOSE WERE FOR THE REVIEWERS!! THERE WERE TONS OF COOKIES AND CAKES AND BROWNIES!!
Fred: Whoops…
Don't worry my reviewers! Fred will bake you double the stuff for your next reviews!
Fred: I will?
Yes. And you won't poison them. Right??
Fred: Puts down bottle of poison Fine…
REVIEWERS GET A COOKIE!!