Hello, my lovely readers! Welcome to chapter 5 of TFFY. As always, thank you to all of my reviewers, alerters, and favoriters. I don't think that's a word, but whatever; it is now. Lol.

Guess what? I'm finally out of school! I'm officially a senior now, woo hoo! Only one year left, and then I'm in college. Only problem now is that I don't have any excuses not to write. I want to finish this story before I go out to visit my dad, and I'm going to try my hardest, but no promises.

Anywho, what are y'all doing this summer? Anyone going to any interesting concerts? Maybe an interesting vacation? Let me know!

I have one, okay, two, more things to ask you guys. One, what is your favorite story on here? If you read more than Camp Rock, tell me one for CR and one for another genre. I am a fanfic reader before I'm a fanfic writer, so I want to know about some more stories that I can check out.

Very important!!! This is my last request! I promise! Please check out my new story, Addiction. It's way different from this one, and I'm putting a lot of work into it, so if you'd check it out, that'd be great. Oh, and check out the story that Scarves and I are writing called Bohemian Rhapsody. The account name is Jonas-Rentheads.

Disclaimer: Me no own Camp Rock, the Starland Vocal Band, the Jonas Brothers, Ray Bans, Night at the Museum, or anything else I forgot. Sad, isn't it?

"Brown!" an erratic Mitchie yelled as she stormed into his classroom and threw her things on the floor, not caring that it was in the middle of a beginning music class. She stood at the front of the room, tapping her foot impatiently with her arms unceremoniously across her chest, and a scowl marring her otherwise beautiful face.

Brown sighed as the kids all started to murmur about Mitchie's odd behavior. "Everyone take a break, I have someone to talk to."

The class happily obliged, scattering to put their instruments, music, pencils, and papers away. They weren't stupid; they saw the look on Mitchie's face and they knew it would be awhile.

She followed Brown into his office and no sooner than he had shut the door, she started yelling. "I am going to kill that nephew of yours!"

"Mitchie, love, it's only third period. What could Shane have possibly done to piss you off this early?"

"He's a bloody moron, that's what! Just because he's with me, he thinks he can get away with not doing his yearbook work! The deadline is tomorrow, Brown, tomorrow!"

Brown walked over and put an arm around her shoulder, letting her lean on him and relax a bit. "It'll be okay. Just make him do it in class and you should be fine, alright?"

Mitchie smiled and kissed him on the cheek, pulling away and starting to walk out of the office already. "Thanks, Brown." she turned to face him again, "You always know how to calm me down. I appreciate it."
"No problem, poppet. Just don't kill my stupid nephew, yeah?"

"I'll try not to. No promises though!" Before he could respond, she ran out of his office, grabbed her things, and was out the door to her third period class.

Brown smiled at the doorway that Mitchie was just standing in. He always wondered how she could stand being with Shane. At the same time though, he understood it perfectly. They brought out the best (and worst) in each other. That's the kind of chemistry every couple wished they could have, but would never be able to attain. He shook his head and walked out of his office, ready to teach his class again until a certain someone walked in.

"Speak of the devil..." Brown muttered before motioning hi nephew back into his office. "What's wrong, mate?"

Shane sat down with a heavy sigh. "Mitchie's mad at me."

"So you know what you did?"

"Well," Shane thought about it for a minute before continuing, "yesterday Hilley yelled at me for being all over Mitchie. Umm...we got into an argument about Joe Jonas and Camilla Belle, I made her sing karaoke, I didn't come over after she left, I had to be at school early so she had to drive herself-"

"Woah, woah, woah! Shane, it's none of those things. Think about it; what's something she asked you to do and you didn't?" Brown asked patiently.

"I didn't-wait. How do you know?" Shane was confused, not a hard thing to do, mind you.

"She left just before you came in."

"Oh." he responded simply. "Anyways, I didn't write something for journalism, but-"

"No 'but's," Brown said, "That's why she's so angry with you. She thinks you're taking advantage of her position by being with her."
"But I'd never-"

"There you go again with the 'but's! Now, I suggest you write whatever it is during next period, or else she just might kill you."
Shane nodded his head and then seemed to think of something. "My next class is in here, though."

"Exactly. Apologize and write the thing. She obviously believes in you, otherwise she wouldn't have assigned you to do it." Brown put a hand on Shane's shoulder in a fatherly way. "You can do it."
Shane smiled and nodded his head. "Thanks, Uncle Brown. You always know what to do." He walked out of his uncle's office only to run back in quickly. "By the way, Brownie? I'm an amazing writer, just lazy."

Brown shook his head and smiled as Shane ran out of his classroom. He looked at all of his students who were now looking at him, wondering I they'd have to get their instruments and everything back out.

"Well, since I don't want to lose my job if the admin people walk in, you guys have to be doing something musical." The class groaned in response and all slowly began getting up to get their things again.

Brown laughed loudly. "Don't you want to hear what I have to say? You lot should all know me better than that!"
The students were confused. What the hell was he going on about?

"Jam session, you guys."

"Sweet!"

"Alright lovies! Your senior editors have an announcement to make!" when the class didn't quiet down, Hilley loudly cleared her throat and yelled, "So SHUT UP!"

All eyes shot to the front of the class.

Mitchie still didn't know that Shane decided to do his work, so she was still upset with him. He figured that he could make her sweat a bit, that way it'd be a bit more dramatic when he finally did give it to her. Little did he know.....

"Okay, guys. You've all done a great job this year, minus one moron. He's an idiot and thinks just because I love him he can get away with whatever he wants." Mitchie promptly glared at Shane before continuing, "ANYWAYS, he's a jackass, we all know that, so moving on. Minus that one page, we are done, I repeat, DONE, with the yearbook!"

The class roared with excitement. They were finally done!

Everyone was chatting up a storm, well, besides Shane who was completely shell-shocked that his girlfriend had called him out. He shook his head and looked up at Mitchie, who just so happened to look over at him at the same time.

Taking a shaky breath, he stood up and walked over to where she was standing with their friends in the front of the room. "Hey, Mitch? Can I talk to you for a sec? In the hall?"

She sighed heavily before nodding her head in agreement and following him out of the class.

As soon as the door was shut, Shane started in on her.

"What the hell was up with that?!"

"Oh, am I not allowed to call you out on something that you did wrong? Or is it because now everyone knows that Shane Grey isn't perfect? I apologize, oh great one! Now everyone knows you have flaws, too!" Mitchie scoffed.

"You are such a bitch sometimes, Mitchie. If I didn't love you so damn much, we would've been done a long time ago."

"Oh really, now? What makes you think I wouldn't have dumped you a long time ago? I have feelings too, Shane, and they get hurt just as easily as yours do."

"So now I'm the bad guy?" he growled.

"Well, seeing as if you would've done your work, this all could've been avoided, then yes, you are the bad guy in this situation."

"For the love of-Mitchie, I did the fucking assignment, okay? Are you happy?!" he replied as he thrust the piece of paper in her face. "This is bullshit, I'm taking off early."

"Shane..." Mitchie sighed, "Look, I was upset, yeah, but that doesn't mean I want you to be miserable. I was wrong to make you look like an idiot in front of everyone, but you were wrong to take advantage of my position. Can we just agree that we were both wrong?"

Shane smiled sweetly and wrapped his arms around his girlfriend. "I suppose we can do that. As long as we still get to go early."

She put her arms around his neck and returned his smile. "Well, I don't know about that....what would we tell Hilley?"

"The truth, of course."

Mitchie did not like the smirk that appeared on Shane's face. It was that 'I'm up to no good' look.

She quickly trailed behind him as he opened the door and walked over to his and Mitchie's desks and grabbed their things.

"Hilley, we're out." Shane told the woman.

"Where are you going, dearie?"

Shane smirked again as he looked from Mitchie to Hilley. "Oh, you'll appreciate this one. I'm getting me some 'Afternoon Delight'."

"Shane!" Mitchie blushed a bright red while he laughed at the look on her face. "Go! I'll meet you at your house in twenty."

"Love you, babe." Shane laughed and kissed Mitchie on the cheek. He walked out the door and took off in his car towards his house.

Mitchie calmly walked over to Dr. Hilley's desk where her friends were all crowded and handed Caitlyn the copy that Shane had just given her. "Not one word, Caitlyn Marie."

"I think Shane already said enough." she joked, causing Nate, Jason, Ella, and Dr. Hilley to laugh.

"You know, I always loved that song, Mitchie." Hilley smiled up at Mitchie's still red face.

"Nothing's going to happen. We're just going back to his house and chilling, seriously."

"Oh, I'm sure. You know, Shane's bedroom is right next to mine, and I've heard you 'chilling' quite often." Nate cheekily replied.

"Y'know, I do believe that we've heard you and Caitlyn 'chilling' as well, Nathaniel. Need I say more?"

"That's why I go to Ella's. We don't have to hear you guys, and she doesn't have any siblings so we have the house all to ourselves." Jason said, cheerful smile in place.

"Jason!" Ella gasped and hid her head in her hands.

"What? What'd I do now?" the boy was clearly confused.

"Nothing, Jasom. Just forget it. Well, I'll be off now." Mitchie tried to sneak out of the room as fast as possible, but not before Hannah stopped her to ask her something.

"Ummm, this is kind of embarrassing, but what's 'Afternoon Delight'?"

Caitlyn's mouth almost dropped to the floor. "Are-are you serious, Hannah?"

"Well, yeah. What's it mean?"

Mitchie and Nate almost died laughing at that moment. Luckily, Nate managed to catch his breath enough to where he was able to answer her. "It was a song by the Starland Vocal Band. It's about sex in the afternoon, instead of at night. Get it?"

Hannah squeaked and almost passed out.

"Awww, Nate. You just corrupted poor, little Hannah!" Mitchie giggled.

"Eh, would've happened eventually." he shrugged, "By the way, what are you still doing here? Shane's impatient, you know that."

Mitchie looked down at her watch to see that ten minutes had already passed talking with them.

"Shit! I've got to go! Bye everybody, see you tomorrow!"

Even as she ran out the door, she could hear Caitlyn, Nate, Jason, Ella, and Hilley singing to her all the way down the hallway.

"Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight, gonna grab some afternoon delight."

"Bastards..." she muttered as she rounded the corner and ran outside to her car. 'Shane won't die if I'm a few minutes late.'

"Knock, knock, Popstar." Mitchie opened the door to Shane's room, making her presence known.

Shane looked up from his notebook and smiled when he saw who it was. "Hey, baby. What took you?"

"Your lovely comment to the class about you getting some today. Yeah, I wouldn't hold your breath for that now." she playfully glared at him while she proceeded to walk over to his desk.

"Awww don't be like that, Mitch." He opened up his arms, inviting her to take a seat on his lap.

Mitchie sighed and rolled her eyes before straddling his waist and resting her hands behind his neck. "You are such a baby sometimes."

"But you love me anyways." he leaned forward and captured her lips in a short, sweet kiss.

"Nice subject change, Shane." Mitchie's eyes lit up as she remembered what she walked in on. "What were you writing when I walked in?"

Shane turned them around in his chair and picked up the composition book, handing it to Mitchie. "Just a song, nothing special."

She took the book in her hands, leaning back a little so that she wouldn't hit him in the face with it. "That's why my ex is still my ex. I never trust a word she says. I'm running all the background checks, and she's freaking out?"

"I told you, it's stupid." he shyly rubbed the back of his neck.

Mitchie shook her head and set the book down on his desk. "No it's not. What's it called? I like it."

"Really? I mean, you do?"

She nodded her head in confirmation. "No lie."

"It's called 'Paranoid.' I thought that Jason, Nate, and I could sing it for Uncle Brown, see what he thinks. He's friends with the CEO of some big record company." he looked down to his hands, hoping that Mitchie wouldn't make fun of him wanting to be a musician.

"You never told me you wanted to be a musician. How come?"

"I thought you'd think it was stupid." he replied sheepishly.

Mitchie looked at Shane for a few seconds, then lifted his face so that she could look in his eyes. "Why would I think it's stupid? I want to sing, too. Do you guys have a name yet?"

Shane smiled and held her hands on his cheeks. "Yeah. You, Miss Torres, are looking at the lead singer of the amazing Connect 3."

"Awww how cute!" she chuckled and kissed him on the forehead. "So I guess I better hurry up and get famous, too. We can't have Shane Grey dating a normal girl, now can we?"

Shane full out laughed at that statement. "Mitchie Torres? Normal? You're absolutely hilarious. You are anything, but normal, and I love you for that. You make my life interesting, Mitch."

"Oh, hahaha. Aren't we being funny today? You are such a pain in my ass, Shane Grey." she huffed.

"And what a lovely ass it is." Shane smirked as he pinched her butt. She laughed before leaning forward and giving him a sensual kiss.

"And unless you stop being such a pig, you're not going to get anything other than a look at my ass walking out of this house, ¿entienda?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Mitchie giggled and got up off of Shane's lap. She walked over to his bed and laid down on her side. "Come join me, lover boy. I'm tired." At the lustful look on Shane's face, she elaborated a little more. "Seriously, I want to sleep."

Shane's face fell as he sighed and walked over to his side of the bed, falling face first into his pillows. "You suck, Mitch."

"Nope, that would be you."

He growled. "Oh really, now? That's not what you were saying before."

"Screw you, Shane."

"You've already done that."

"And if you ever hope for it to happen again, I suggest you get your ass over here and just take a nap, alright?"

"Fine." he gave in and rolled over to where Mitchie was laying. He put his arms around her and she snuggled into his arms, both quickly falling asleep.

"Y'know, you guys sleep way too damn much. We walked in here expecting to see some action, or at least something interesting, and once again, you guys are sleeping. What the hell is up with that?" Nate exclaimed as he and Caitlyn jumped on the couple's bed not even an hour later.

Shane groaned and pulled Mitchie closer to his body. "Leave....alone....tired...."

Caitlyn smiled innocently before jumping up and down on the bed, attempting to wake them up. "C'mon guys! Wake up, wake up!"

"Caitlyn, I will kill you. Leave, now." Mitchie fixed Caitlyn with a deadly glare.

Nate let out a low whistle as he looked between his girlfriend and one of his best friends. "If looks could kill, Cait."

Caitlyn let out a small laugh before laying down next to Mitchie. "Come on, Mitchie Mouse. It's only three, that gives us plenty of time to hang out. We need to go shopping! Nate says that we have to look nice on Saturday, but he won't tell me why, so get up. We get the Grey brothers credit cards today."

Mitchie sighed and rolled over to look at Shane's face. "Baby, I don't want your money, you know that."

"Because we don't have enough of it. Go ahead and have fun with the girls. I'll hang out with Nate and Jason."

"But Shane-"

"No buts. Just make sure to buy me an amazing pair of Ray Bans, alright?" Shane smirked the best he could, him being half asleep and all.

Mitchie smiled goofily and gave him a slow kiss. "Okay. I love you."

"Love you, too. Now get out of here. Go have fun." With one last kiss on the lips, Mitchie and Caitlyn took off to Jason's room to go get Ella and go shopping.

The two barreled down the hallway and flung open the bedroom door. What they saw completely shocked them both.

"Y'know, I expected this from Shane and Mitchie, but not from you two!" Caitlyn yelled at the compromising position the couple was in.

"Oh my god! What are you doing in here?!" Ella screeched as she quickly put her bra back on and tied her halter back into place.

"Hey guys! What's up?" Jason said happily and tilted his head to the side.

"Uhh....Jason? Honey? You might want to put your shirt back on and zip up your pants..." Mitchie trailed off.

Jason laughed in his bubbly way and did both things. Ella had already scrambled from the bed and was blushing in the corner.

"So, umm....what did you guys need?" The flustered Ella questioned.

"Well, we were coming to ask you to go shopping, but if you'd rather stay here with Jason..." Caitlyn was trying to suppress her giggles, needless to say, it wasn't going too well.

"No! I'll just, yeah, let's go." Ella ran over to Jason and gave him a quick kiss, then dragged Mitchie and Caitlyn out of the room.

"Bye Jason!" Mitchie and Caitlyn laughed before the door was slammed shut.

After they left the house and were already on their way in Mitchie's car, Ella spoke up for the first time since being in the room. "What are we going shopping for?"

"Nate has a surprise set up for Caitlyn this Saturday, I know what it is, naturally, but we need new clothes for it. Of course we have to go shopping." Mitchie smiled back at Ella.

"Are we invited to this surprise, too?"

"Por supuesto." Mitchie laughed, "Of course!"

"Wait! I have an idea!" Caitlyn yelled out of the blue.

"Don't hurt yourself." Mitchie mocked.

"Haha, you're so damn funny, Mitchie."

"Awww! You know I love you Caity Cat! So what's your idea?"

"We really don't have anything to do in school tomorrow, right?"

"Right. Where is this going?" Mitchie looked at Caitlyn because they were stopped at a light.

"What if tonight we all just go bowling and see a movie, and tomorrow we ditch and go shopping? That'd be a lot more fun."

"Sounds good to me. Let me text Hilley real quick and tell her we won't be there. Then I'll call Shane to meet us up at the movie theater, yeah?" Mitchie had already pulled out her phone and opened up a new text.

"Cool."

Hey Hilley, it's Mitchie. Caitlyn, Ella, Shane, Nate, Jason, and I won't be in class tomorrow. We have to go shopping for Caitlyn's surprise on Saturday. We're going to a Jonas Brothers concert ;)

"I'll call Shane when I get a response." Just then, her phone started vibrating again. "That was fast. Kristen must've texted for her."

Okay, lovey. Tell everyone hi. Have fun looking at your hot men! See you later :)

"Hilley says hi and have fun." She pressed speed dial two and waited for Shane to answer.

"Hey, babe. What's up?"

"Hey. Here's the deal. Meet us at the movie theater in ten. Then we're going bowling after that. We're just all ditching tomorrow and going shopping, that way you can help me pick something nice out."

"Alright, sounds good. I can get something then, too."

"You know," Mitchie said quietly so that Caitlyn and Ella couldn't hear, "maybe, if you're good, I'll get something special at a special store."

The line was quiet for a minute before Shane's voice came back with a husky quality to it.

"I can't wait. Do I get to see you try these items on beforehand? I just want to make sure that you look good in them, you know."

"But of course, baby. I wouldn't want to get something that you wouldn't like."

Caitlyn picked that specific time to pay attention to Mitchie and Shane's conversation and rolled her eyes. "Mitchie!" she whined, "No phone sex with us in the car!"

"Hold on a second, Shane." Mitchie turned to Caitlyn. "Shut. Up. We're not having phone sex, damn. We're just screwing around, so if you'll excuse me, I have to talk to Shane for a minute."

Caitlyn stuck her tongue out and pouted in her seat.

They were parked in front of the movie theater by now, waiting for the guys to get there.

"Okay, so we'll meet you there soon. Love you."

"Love you, too. See you in a few."

She smiled and hung up the phone. "They'll meet us in a few. What movie do we want to see? We should decide before they get here so that there's no arguing."

"Oh! Oh! I want to see Night at the Museum 2! The Jonas Brothers are in it. Nick is sooooo hot." Caitlyn was staring off into space by the end, obviously imagining Nick Jonas shirtless in her bed.

Mitchie and Ella both laughed before Caitlyn turned a glare on them.

"Oh, like you guys don't think Joe and Kevin are hot."

"Touché. Night at the Museum, it is."

Yes! Done with this chapter! Funny thing is, I wrote this while talking to the real Dr. Hilley and Kristen. Fun times, working at school during the summer. Oh yeah. Lol. Not my best work, I know, but it turned out better than I thought it would. Hopefully I'll be able to update this by next week. I'm trying my hardest, guys. Remember to review! Thanks!

-Riley, Amanda, whatever. =P

P.S. I've had a really shit day, so those reviews would really be appreciated.