PENNAME CHANGE! I used to be xMaple Leafx!

Summary: Every Time Connect 3 Goes On Tour, There's Always Something Special About Arizona That Shane Can't Resist.

Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock. Trust me, if I did, Shane would have made Mitchie's 'Camp Rock' a long time ago ;) haha...

Arizona

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Chapter Three – Deja Vu

"...And then he just went to sleep." Mitchie sat on her couch talking to her best friend Caitlyn.

"Wow. I will never understand why you insist on staying with that douchebag." Caitlyn said bluntly.

"He's a nice guy when he wants to be," Mitchie said defending her fiancee.

"And does he ever want to be?" Mitchie couldn't help but laugh. Ever since she started dating Ken, Caitlyn was always vocal about how much she didn't like him.

"Look, that's beside the point. The point is that now I have to cancel the plans I made for later tonight." Mitchie explained.

"Oh, do you need someone to cover your shift at the bar? Because I totally could do it for you, its no problem."

"No, my plans were for after my shift."

Caitlyn's face contorted into a confused smirk. "Mind telling me what these 'plans' are? They sound...sneaky. I like that."

Mitchie shook her head at her friend. "I can't tell you because if I tell you you'll overreact and make a big deal out of something that's not even that major."

"Promise I won't," Caitlyn held out her pinky to Mitchie. She latched her pinky onto her friend's with a goofy smile. Caitlyn had a way of making the serious of situations fun.

"Last night I ran into Shane." Mitchie said nonchalantly. Caitlyn's eye widened and a squeal escaped from her lips.

"You know I knew Connect Three was in town but I wasn't gonna bring it up! But anyway, how was it? Did he kiss you? Did you like it? Did he confess his love for you?" Caitlyn asked all in one breath.

"Uh, no." Mitchie said flatly. "He wanted me to hang out backstage at the show tonight. I was actually going to go but Ken kinda ruined that for me."

"Listen to Aunt Caitlyn, I got your back. I'll watch Hayley tonight, okay?" Caitlyn told her.

"Cait, I can't ask you to watch Hayley. I know you've got some dancing stuff to work on-"

"I can always choreograph stuff later. You only get one chance to talk to your baby's daddy." Mitchie squirmed on the couch. It was still weird to think of Shane as the father of her daughter. "Which, you should probably tell him..."

"Oh yeah, that'd be a wonderful idea, 'Hey Shane, remember how we slept together two years ago, yeah well we've got a daughter. Good luck with the rest of your tour!'," Mitchie said sarcastically.

"Well you've got to tell him sometime! I mean, Hayley's a spitting image of Shane."

"Oh God, isn't she? I was hoping she'd look like me so I wouldn't have to see his face everyday but..." Mitchie stopped as Hayley came running in and jumped into her lap. "She's beautiful nonetheless."

Caitlyn smiled at the two of them. "So it's settled? I'll watch Hayley and you can go spend time with 'you-know-who'."

Mitchie nodded. She owed it to herself to show up at the concert. She needed some closure when it came to Shane. Even though it was just a one night stand, she sometimes wondered if there was more than just a physical attraction between them. Maybe she could find out later tonight.

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"...Thank you Phoenix! We love you guys!" Shane yelled before he and his brothers ran off stage. They had just finished their concert and were backstage rubbing the sweat off their faces with towels which were being handed to them, along with water bottles, at them from stagehands.

"Oh man, that was a good show." Nate said after taking a large gulp of his water.

"Yeah, nice job with the guitar solo tonight. You really killed it." Shane complemented his brother. While the boys were talking, their bodyguard, Rob, walked up to Shane.

"Shane, you have a guest waiting for you in your dressing room." he informed Shane. The middle brother shrugged and jogged to his dressing room. He slowly opened the door and saw his guest sitting on the small couch in the room.

"Hey you," he greeted with a smile.

"Hey, uh, Rob told me I could wait here. I hope its not a problem." Mitchie said standing up from the couch.

"Oh yeah, its no problem. Sit, sit." He said walking into the room, shutting the door behind him. "You look great by the way."

"Really? I didn't know whether to wear a dress or whatever so I just settled on some jeans. I hope its not to...relaxed." she said looking over her outfit which consisted of black jeans, a white v-neck and silver heels.

"Are you kidding me? You look amazing. We'll just be hanging out at a little club in downtown Phoenix. Nothing too fancy." he said before taking a sip of his water.

Mitchie was about to ask how the show went when Shane pulled his sweaty shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. He turned to her and noticed the uncomfortable look on her face. He smiled and blushed a little.

"Are you okay?" he asked with a smirk on his face.

"Yeah I just wasn't expecting you to dress in front of me." she said, a smile creeping up on her face.

"Well I just thought since we've both seen each other naked it wouldn't be a big deal but I can change in Nate's dressing room if you want-"

"No, no. This is your dressing room." she said standing up, walking toward the door. "Uh, I'll just wait outside for you, okay?"

"Alright..." Shane said watching her as she walked out of the room. "So cute..." He commented to himself.

Mitchie stood outside in the hallway of the backstage area of the venue, clicking her heels on the ground, when their bodyguard, Rob, walked by. He walked by her before backpedaling and stopping in front of her.

"Are you Mitchie?" he asked. She nodded slowly. "Do you know how famous you are?"

"Excuse me?" she asked confused.

"All of us, the backstage crew, we all know who you are. There isn't a day that goes by where Shane isn't talking about you. You must be really special to him." he said before walking away. Just as she was about to follow him and ask more questions, Shane emerged out of his dressing room. He was wearing dark jeans, a red plaid flannel shirt and a beanie on his head.

"Ready to head out?" he asked. He noticed Rob walking away from her direction. "Oh no did Rob talk to you. Look, whatever he said-"

"He didn't say anything to me. He just walked right on by." she lied. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good. Well, let's go." He said with a smile. She smiled back and the two made their way out of the arena.

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Mitchie and Shane were both laughing and joking as they drove back to the arena from the nightclub they came from.

"I did not know you have moves like that, Mitchie. You seriously impressed me on the dance floor." Shane said laughing.

"Me? I've never seen anyone execute the robot as perfectly as you did." Mitchie said teasingly.

"Oh God, I haven't had that much fun in a long time. I'm really glad you decided to come tonight." he said as he pulled into the arena parking lot. He put his car in park and turned it off. He leaned his head on the back of the headrest and turned to look at Mitchie, who was still smiling.

"I'm glad I decided to come, too. I was a little apprehensive at first. I mean, last time we got together..." she trailed off. He chuckled embarrassingly.

"Yeah, about that. Look, I'm sorry. I'm not one of those rockstars who hook up with girls in every city. I really feel bad about it. If I could take it back, I would. I would have taken you out on a proper date." Mitchie looked at him confused.

"So, wait, I wasn't just some random bar chick you wanted to sleep with?" she asked.

He shook his head. "When I saw you, I thought you were so...gorgeous. Then when you asked if we wanted drinks, I thought your voice was so cute. And when we started talking, you know, before we got drunk and hooked up, I thought you were really cool to talk to. There was more than a physical attraction...if that's what you're wondering."

"Well, duh. How could you have been physically attracted to me. If I recall correctly, I had spilt beer on my shirt and I smelled like stale beer nuts." she said jokingly.

"You looked good to me. Its a nice change from the fake, overly perfect chicks I'm used to in L.A." he said. There was a moment of silence before he spoke up. "Hey, if you're not busy for the rest of the night, you could come chill in my hotel room."

Mitchie's smiled faded and she shook her head. "I should've known..."

"What?" Shane asked confused. She opened her door and left his car and began walking toward hers, which was some ways away from where he parked. He jumped out of the car and followed her. "Where are you going?"

"Home. You know, for a second there, I actually believed you." She said, stomping her heels against the concrete.

"Look I didn't mean it like that. I meant to chill in my hotel room to talk more!" he pleaded, understanding what she was talking about.

"Yeah, well," she stopped suddenly and turned to him. He stopped a foot away from her. "Why can't we just keep talking in your car, huh? What's wrong with that?"

"Maybe I think talking in a car all night isn't...fun?" he answered unsurely.

"Oh, fun, huh? What's your idea of fun? Getting me drunk and having a repeat of two years ago?" she yelled defensively.

"Listen, I'm sorry if I offended you. I shouldn't have said that. If you want to sit in my car and talk until the sun comes up, that's fine. Just...just don't be mad at me." Shane said holding his hands up in defense. Mitchie couldn't keep the 'angry' look on her face for long.

"I didn't mean to snap at you its just-"

"Hey, I get it. You don't have to explain yourself." Shane said with a smile which she returned. He took a step closer to her and pushed some of the hair that had found its way in her face behind her ear. She avoided eye contact with him. Everything was starting to feel like deja vu.

"Shane..." she said quietly, finally locking her eyes with his. He smiled one more time before leaning down and placing his lips on hers. Mitchie pulled away and took a step away from him.

"What's wrong? Is it my breath?" Shane said checking his breath.

"No, you're...perfect." Mitchie said with a giggle. "Its just...I can't...we can't..."

"You know, you're right. Again, I'm sorry." Shane said rubbing the back of his neck. "Look, I'll let you go home. But, I enjoyed hanging out with you tonight."

"I enjoyed it too. Hey, maybe I'll visit L.A. And we'll see each other again."

"Yeah, maybe."

"Well, goodnight Shane." she said before walking to her car.

"Goodnight, Mitchie." he called out to her. He watched her get in her car and drive off, waving to her as she left the parking lot. He shoved his hands in his pockets and walked back to his car. Just as he was approaching his car, his phone rang. He looked at the screen and saw that it was Nate.

"Hey, bro. How's your date going? Am I interrupting?"

"Actually, I'm on my way back to the hotel now."

"...With Mitchie?"

"Nope, I'm all alone."

"Oh. Just you and your hand tonight?"

"Very funny but, no."

"Hey, sometimes our expectations don't match up with reality. Nothing you can do about that."

Shane smiled to himself. Sometimes Nate gave him the best ideas. "Actually young Nathaniel, there is something you can do about that. I'll see you in like 20 minutes."

Shane hung up his phone and hopped in his car. He began to furiously dial numbers. He was going to make his expectations his reality.

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OMG! After 19237540937093 years, I finally updated! Just kidding, it's been like a month. But that's too long! I'm so sorry it took so long. I hope you guys still wanna read this fic! I'll update faster now because school has calmed down! So, love you guys! Hope you review this and...yeah! Thanks for reading! :)