As coffeehouse was ending, Scott walked over to the backside of Mitchie's chair and pulled it out so she could get up. Miley made certain that she rubbed that one guy, named Andrew (Andrew Fiptz = Adam Gregory), enough that he would want more. He too helped Miley out of her seat just like what Scott did for Mitchie. Scott draped his arm around Mitchie's shoulders as they walked past Shane's table. Shane gave Mitchie a glare as she graciously waved goodbye to both Shane and Chelsea. Miley held hands with Andrew.

They piled into Scott's car, nothing impressive but not shabby either.

Mitchie sat shotgun, "So, Scott. Where are we going?"

Scott smiled as he fingered his hair and drove, "Oh, you'll see."

Miley scooted up and whispered into Mitchie's ear, "Probably back to his place."

Mitchie began to cough, "What?"

Scott looked over at Mitchie and said, "I didn't say anything."

Mitchie sunk in her chair as red began to tint her cheeks.

Miley laughed, she scooted back and leaned into Andrew. As they got to the frat house, Mitchie's stomach was turning into knots. Scott ran to the other side of the car to open the door for Mitchie to help her out.

She smiled shyly and said, "Thank you, you're such a gentleman."

He smiled and shrugged, "I try."

Andrew let Miley get out on her own but she quickly reattached to Andrew's side and they disappeared for the rest of the night. As Scott was leading Mitchie up to his bedroom, he gave her the abridged version of the frat house tour, basically anything on the way up to his room.

He sat her down on his bed and sexily said, "This, this is where the magic happens." He pulled off his shirt revealing his chiseled body and began to kiss Mitchie intensely. After he had already gotten her to lay down on the bed and he had already left marks all over her exposed skin, she reluctantly pulled her lips away from his and breathlessly warned him, "I hate to ruin your plans for tonight, but I don't plan on going that far with you."

He quickly asked, "Ever?"

She laughed and gently pushed him down on the bed beside her, "Don't be silly. Maybe after we've known each other for awhile... and I mean for awhile, I'll probably be ready to be all yours." Mitchie finished sexily. She climbed on top of him and sexily crawled up to him so that her face was right above his. He smiled and she did the same. "But don't worry, I don't count fooling around as going all the way."

Mitchie stopped making out with Scott when she heard thumps coming from on the other side of one of the walls, "What's that?"

Scott turned his head in the direction Mitchie was looking, "I wouldn't worry about it too much. Fiptz is probably getting it on."

Mitchie looked down into Scott's eyes, "When should we be worried?"

Scott looked up at Mitchie, "What are you talking about?"

"When should I stop them before he's inside of her?"

"What? Why? A guy never stops his other guy friend when he's getting some action."

"Is your friend STD free? Is he a guy who's safe?"

"Mitchie pause from giving me the third degree please."

Mitchie quickly got off from Scott and ripped the door open. She was rapping on Andrew's door, "Miley! It's me Mitchie." After a few times of repeating herself, Scott got up and went to Mitchie. He wrapped his arms around her waist and was laying kisses down her neck and across her shoulder, but she continued on trying to get Miley out of the room. Finally, the door swung open and Miley was on the bed in her panties and bra. Andrew opened the door, he looked a bit annoyed, "Can I help you?"

Mitchie could sense that he didn't like the interruption and was being rude about it so she dished it right back, "Yeah, you could not have sex with my friend."

Andrew rolled his eyes and looked at Scott, who was still holding onto Mitchie around the waist. Scott smiled and gave Andrew a sympathetic look and shrug. Andrew sighed and said, "I'll try not to."

Scott turned Mitchie around and could see she was a bit upset, "Wow, I like it when my girl's feisty."

Mitchie caught the 'my girl' but she wasn't going to show him that it fazed her, more importantly she had to comb over that later. Was it too early for him to be calling her his girl? Especially since they just met about two hours ago. She smiled but said, "I know you know that I'm still in high school. So, I assume that you think I'm easy or I'm scared to go further, but you're wrong. I'm not easy and I'm not afraid. I just don't want to be that girl who ends up pregnant because of a mistake with a guy who's in college who probably won't give me another passing thought once I leave tomorrow morning. Oh and it would be illegal too."

Mitchie was watching Scott's eyes to see any reaction, what she saw was a smile, "So, you don't plan on leaving until tomorrow morning?"

Mitchie rolled her eyes, "Yeah I don't plan on leaving until tomorrow morning. It's not because of you though. It's because of Miley?"

Scott's eyes showed confusion.

Mitchie sighed and explained her friends ways, "Most likely, Miley is going to get it on tonight, one way or another, and that means that she won't be ready to go home until tomorrow morning. And I most certainly am not leaving my friend to stay in a frat house by herself."

Amusement replaced confusion in his eyes, "So you would risk being overpowered by a bunch of horny, drunk, maybe high, frat boys to stay with your friend?"

Mitchie's phone from Alex.

9:20 pm Thursday night mitch where r u?

9:35 pm Thursday night mitchie where are you?

9:50 pm Thursday night mitchie! where the eff are you? I'm not even kidding anymore.

10:02 pm Thursday night, 1 missed call Alex Russo. Mitchie, where are you? Did you get my texts? Do you need a ride home? Me and Nate want to leave now so call me back ASAP!

10:10 pm Thursday night, 2 missed calls Alex Russo. Mitch, I called you and you haven't called back. C'mon call me back. Call me back. Call me back. Call me back. CALL ME BACK.

10:12 pm Thursday night, 3 missed calls Alex Russo. Mitchie, what's up with you you're not picking up.

10:15 pm Thursday night, 4 missed calls Alex Russo. Mitchie, it's Alex. I'm getting worried now. It's not a joke anymore. I'm not laughing... I'm coming to find you.

Alex looked up from her phone and over at Nate, "Nate..."

"Mmyeah babe?" Nate had his arm around Alex and was paying attention to the last acts for the night.

Alex was sounding more alarmed now, "Nate, Mitchie's not picking up her phone."

Nate still didn't catch the urgency of the situation, "Why don't you text her then?"

"Nate, I did! I texted her and then I called her."

Nate's eyes quickly darted to look at his girlfriend, he knew Mitchie always responded immediately, "So where do you think she went?"

"I don't know Nate. I think I want to go look for her."

"Okay, why don't you ask around first, see if anyone saw her leave."

"All I know is that she and Miley went to go talk to those guys Miley set themselves up with."

"I think they were sitting over there by Shane."

Alex got up and walked over to Shane standing in front of his line of view of the stage.

"Hey! What's your deal?... Oh it's you. What's up Alex?" Shane had his arm around Chelsea and Chelsea wasn't paying any attention to the show but rather on Shane's body parts, unique to a boy.

Alex looked at them together and studied their position before realizing what Chelsea was about to do, "SHANE! Do you know where Mitchie is?"

Shane grew bitter but he tried to keep himself in check, "Why would I care about her?"

Pleadingly, "Shane, please... Mitchie's been gone now for a few hours. I've texted her and called her several times and she hasn't answered. I think she left with those guys that Miley and her were talking to earlier."

Shane pulled his arm away from around Chelsea and put it against his side. He sat up straight which caused Chelsea to straighten herself too. She grunted and slouched down in the chair in a huff and glared at Alex. Shane was concerned because he, too, knew that Mitchie never waited long to check her messages or get back to a person and if she did miss a call then she always tried to text the person back at least. He tried to hide his feelings though, "Why should I care?"

Alex was already worried about Mitchie to begin with and now that Shane was not cooperating with her, aggravated her. She slammed her palms on the table in between them and leaned forward and through gritted teeth said, "You should care because it's Mitchie." Alex still glared at Shane through narrowed eyes. He didn't flinch so she straightened herself up and continued calmly, "If something happens to Mitchie, and you didn't help me, it's you who's going to feel guilty. It's you who's going to have to live with the fact that you didn't help your friend."

Shane was still acting like an annoying butt head, "Mitchie's not my friend. We were never friends."

Alex sighed, "Fine." and she walked back to Nate. Nate went over to one of the guys that they knew Mitchie had been talking to.

Nate played it cool, "Hey man."

Branden nodded, "Sup?"

"There were two girls here earlier, do you know where they went?"

Branden was very accommodating, "Yeah, I think they went home with two of the guys."

"Do you know who and where I would be able to find them?"

"Dude, what's the problem?"

Nate still stayed calm though and said it in a conversational tone, "Those two girls are my friends and their parents are expecting me to take them home."

Branden smiled, "I don't think they'll be home tonight."

Confusion ran through Nate's eyes, "What do you mean?"

Branden said it like Nate should've known, "They went back to the frat house."

Nate nodded, "Which frat house?"

"I think it's best you didn't disturb them. I don't think the guys would like that too much."

"Nah man, I won't be disturbing them. I just need to know which frat house and where so I can get them tomorrow morning." Alex slapped Nate in the arm but Nate didn't move.

"Oh well, uhh, they went to the Phi Beta Gamma house."

"Okay thanks man." Nate got up and pulled his keys out of his pocket. He led Alex to the car with his hand on the small of her back. Once they got outside, he opened the passenger seat door for Alex, made sure she got in okay and closed her door before going to his side. He quickly got in and started the car. Before he could get out of the parking lot though, Shane ran up and got into the car with them leaving Chelsea behind. Once they got to the frat house, they all quickly scrambled out of the car and ran up to the house opening the unlocked door. Alex began to scream once they got in, "MITCHIE! MITCHIE!" They began to walk around the house. Scott came running down in his boxers and a t-shirt with a baseball bat ready to swing.

Mitchie followed him. Her clothes were all rumpled and her hair was a mess. Once she saw who got in the house, "Guys? What are you doing here?"

Shane yelled at the guy who was standing in front of Mitchie protectively with his bat in swinging stance, "Hey man, what do you think you're doing with her?"

Scott yelled back, "Dude, back up!"

Shane came in closer, "C'mon man, you think it's smart what you're doing with her? Mitchie c'mon let's go home."

"Who are you? I said back up!"

Nate stood in front of Alex who was by the door as Shane inched closer and closer to grab Mitchie's hand, "Look man, I don't know what you think you're doing but I'm not here to start a fight."

Mitchie finally spoke up. She bitterly spit out, "Go home, Shane!"

They all except Scott looked at her surprised. It left a few moments of silence which left silence to hear what was going on upstairs in Andrew's room, consistent moaning and screaming of the names Andrew and Miley over and over.

Scott filled the faint moaning filled air, "Mitchie you know this guy?"

Mitchie said tiredly, "Yeah, or at least I thought I did."

Shane looked pointedly at Mitchie, "Mitchie, come home with us. You can even stay at our house tonight."

Scott looked at Shane and smirked, "Hey man, the lady wants to spend her night here, in my bed."

Mitchie was still staring at Shane in disbelief as Nate and Alex stared at Mitchie and her new man speechlessly.

Shane looked at Scott, "Do you think what you're going to do with her will make you look like the big man on campus? Because it won't. Taking advantage of a girl is not cool."

Scott smirked again, "Who says I'm taking advantage of her? It's more like the other way around." Mitchie looked down at the floor.

Shane's eyes flicked toward Mitchie but quickly returned to Scott's eyes, "Blaming your actions on a girl isn't very chivalrous."

Scott untensed and dropped his stance, "Look man, I plan on being chivalrous with Mitchie. Now if you don't mind leaving, me and Mitchie can have a pleasant night."

Alex actually said something before anything else could transpire, "Mitchie, please, come home with me?"

Mitchie flattened her clothes and hair with her hands and said, "Okay. Let me go get Miley." Mitchie ran up the stairs and out of sight. The group downstairs could hear Mitchie knocking on the door and the moaning stopping.

Scott plopped down onto the couch, "You guys want a drink?"

They all shook their heads as they saw Mitchie and Miley coming down the stairs. Miley's hair was more disheveled than how Mitchie's had previously been. Once Miley saw who was waiting for them she smiled sheepishly. Nate walked Alex and Miley out to the car. Shane stayed behind. He wanted to wait for Mitchie to get out first so he could make sure that she wasn't going to get hurt. Mitchie still stood by the couch. Scott got up and smiled cockily before engaging in full make-out mode with Mitchie. It was like they could've just had sex right there on the living room floor with Shane watching. Shane coughed loudly to get their attention but they weren't paying attention to Shane, they were paying attention to the way their bodies moved together. Shane rolled his eyes. He couldn't stand to see Scott's hands roam around Mitchie's bottom any longer,

"Mitchie! Let's go."

Mitchie and Scott broke apart. Mitchie looked at Shane while biting her lip before turning to Scott looking seductively at him. They kissed each other one last time and Mitchie had to pull away otherwise Scott would have been sucking her face for the rest of the night. She patted him on the chest before she walked away causing Scott's hands to fall from her back side to his sides. With hungry eyes, he watched Mitchie walk away. Shane walked right behind Mitchie out the frat house.

They could see Miley, Alex, and Nate in the car waiting with the engine going but Shane didn't care. He grabbed Mitchie's wrist spinning her around.

She spit out, "What, Shane?"

He got in her face and began admonishing her, "What do you think you're doing with a guy in a frat house?"

She said snottily, "Having fun."

"Mitchie, you're still in high school. He could've taken advantage of you."

"But he didn't."

"But he could've."

"Shane, he didn't."

"Stop being so damn stubborn and open your eyes. He only wants one thing Mitchie."

"What? The one thing you wanted with Chelsea?" Mitchie ripped herself away and got in the car. Shane took a deep breath and followed Mitchie's actions.

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