A/N: Hey, Hey, guys I need some help, should I bring Caitlyn Geller into the story or should I bring in an oc for Nate. Help PLEASE!!!!!

Disclaimer:

Me: Ok Shane Like we rehearsed it.

Shane: Ok Hey guys Sam does not own Camp Rock or me or any of the characters even a few of the oc's later in the story cause they are real people. How was that.

Me: Great now go Michie's waiting for you.

Shane: Oh where, where (runs off)

Me: Wait till he finds out Michie's changing

Michie: Shane you perv get out

Shane: Sorry, (glares at me)

Me: (Running for dear life) AAAAAHHHHH!

Chapter 7:

Michie's POV:

"Will you go out with me?"

My eyes grew wide. Did he just ask me out? Yes he did he must like me or he's doing this just to break my heart just to be a jerk, but I think he's over that. I hope.

"Michie, Mich are you still there?" Shane asked waving a hand in front of my face.

"Yes," I said in a far off voice.

"Yes, what, yes you'll go out with me or yes you're still there?" He asked not even trying to hide the hope in his voice.

"Both," I said he just smiled widely and then pulled me into a hug.

"Ok now we have to go, or I'll be singing in this dress," I said turning towards the car.

"That's fine with me, it looks sexy," Shane said giving me a sexy smirk and a wink.

"Ja, well it's meant to be sexy it's the tango, it's basically sex on the dancefloor, with clothes on," I said then blushed when I realized the sentence that just came out my mouth. I tried to save myself, "and if I look sexy tonight I might get better offers before our date."

"Good point, I might have to chase guys off anyway, because you look beautiful in anything," He said as we got into the car. All I could do was blush.

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When we got to the house we had an hour and a half before everyone arrived. For me that's plenty of time, but I feel sorry for Shane he had to get his hair perfect and that usually took an hour. When he finally came out I couldn't help but tease him.

"Shane, you have a piece of hair sticking up at the back," I said trying to keep a straight face.

"Oh no, this took me an hour, I'm gonna be so late," He said turning around and almost closed the door when I stopped him.

"Shane, I was joking," I said before he could close the door. He turned around at this comment and looked at me with a playful evil glare.

"You better run Ms Torres cause if I catch you…" He didn't finish, but started charging after me. I may live on a farm and I may be fit, but damn that boy could run. He finally caught me and pulled me to the ground. He straddled me and grinned.

"Do you know what happens to people who mock my rock star hair?" He said with a playful glint in his eye.

"What?" I asked playfully. He bent his head down and whispered.

"They get… tickled."

With that my eyes grew wide and he started tickling me.

"St-st-stop ple-ase!" I laughed hysterically.

"Not till you apologize."

"O-ok…I'm so-sorry…Sh-Shane…your ha-airs per-perf-ect," I said and he finally stopped.

"Now about that date, how about tomorrow, met me at the stables at 12," He said. Just as he was about to get of me we heard someone clear their throat.

"Dad, Sierra." I said blushing. Shane practically jumped on the ceiling at the word 'Dad'.

"Morning sir, morning…" He said looking from my father to Sierra.

"Sierra, I'm Michie's best friend who she needs to explain things to."

"Dad, it was nothing honest, I just teased Shane about his hair and he chased me and started tickling me, honest," I said trying to convince my Dad not to shoot him.

"Jy is gelukkig ek het nie my geweer hier nie, You lucky I don't have my gun/rifle here." Dad said looking at me.

"Yes Dad, now I hear cars and a bus, so we better go," I said leaving the house trailed by Shane with a very pale face.

A/N: Ok that's Chapter 7 tell me what you think, be brutal if you want to, but remember I'm delicate. Nah jj anyway review it's the wierg green button