Hey people (: so I got a lot of positive feedback on this! I'm gonna continue it. Thank you to the people who review. You should continue to do it, cause it's fun! ;) anyway, schools almost done for the semester and I'm so happy! Two weeks of nothing! Lots and lots of writing xD

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DISCLAIMER: yeah i definitely don't own camp rock. cause if i did, i wouldn't be living in the midwest in some suburb where people think they're way more upscale than they are; it's not beverly hills. but yeah, i don't own any of these people. just the storyline of this (: and my own thoughts. so yeah, you can stop freaking out and not sue me now.

Mitchie's POV

"Ashley, what are you doing?" Shane asked. Ashley pulled away from Patrick and looked guilty. "Shane, I'm sorry. I've been cheating on you with Patrick," she said unsympathetically.

"What the heck? Why?" he asked. His voice began to get lower. Whenever Shane gets mad, his voice gets lower and quieter.

"Because you're not that into me. You won't buy me stuff, and Patrick's hot," she said. Ugh, what a bitch. Shane's amazing; anyone would be lucky to have him. "Um, okay. Well obviously we're breaking up. Have a nice life, Ashley." Shane turned on his heel and walked away. I glared at Ashley and followed him. "Shane," I asked quietly.

"What?" His voice was dull. I could tell he was hurt. "Are you okay?" I asked. He looked at me and shook his head. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him to me, ignoring the butterflies. "She wasn't worth it anyway. Anyone who can't see how utterly amazing you are doesn't deserve you." He just nodded and pulled me closer to him. The bell rang, but it didn't really matter because it was our free period. I hate it when Shane's upset, but I know exactly how to make him feel better. The spot. "Come on Shane, get your coat. We're leaving." I yanked him by the arm to his locker, got both of our coats, and watched him put his on. He was unbelievably gorgeous, even when he was upset. I shoved my more-than-friends feelings to the back of my head and walked with him to his car. "Where are we going Mitch?" he asked.

"Starbucks drive through, then to the spot," I answered.

"But Mitch, it's cold!"

"I don't care! GO!"

"But-"

"GO!"

He laughed for a second and drove away. We had an hour and a half of freedom. He got to Starbucks and was about to order, but I opened my mouth before he could. "Two venti hot chocolates with extra whipped cream please!" I said. His eyes widened. "Mitch I can't swing that this week," he said. He got paid ten dollars a week tutoring some kid in math. "Well you don't have to. I'm paying," I said smiling.

"How?" he asked. Okay, so I don't really have a job yet. Not my fault. I can't really have a job if I can't drive. "Great Grandma Torres though it was my birthday again. You know, like she does every six weeks." My grandma is getting a little old. She never remembers that my birthday is in August. But that's okay, I like money. Shane laughed. "How could I forget? She still calls me Sam!" he said, continuing to laugh. That was true. Great Grandma Torres had been calling him Sam since the age of seven, when we though it'd be funny to mess her up. Little did we know that nine years later, he'd still be known as Sam. We paid for our drinks and started driving towards the spot. We had this place where we'd go and meet up late at night, or whenever we were upset. It was a pond across the street from our houses. But what made it great was its seclusion. It was surrounded by trees. We fixed it up a while back, so there's a bench, a tree house from when we were younger, and a bunch of Christmas lights on the trees. We built a wooden gate around it last summer because we didn't want creepers lurking. We even had a bird house for Jason's sake. Anyway, we pulled over and ran like little kids to the spot. I opened the gate and we sat on the bench by the pond. "Mitch I need to just ramble about Ashley. Is that okay?" he asked. He was always so considerate. "Go ahead, floor's yours," I replied. He looked at me for a second, then started to talk. "Ashley and I dated for like what, three months?" he asked.

"Yep," I answered.

"And I liked her, I did. But for some reason, I'm not upset that we're over. I'm just upset about how it ended. I was thinking of breaking it off with her anyway. But to see her cheating was just a low blow. It didn't really hurt me, it just ticked me off. But now I'm trying to figure out why I asked her out in the first place. Why I did that is completely beyond me."

I looked at him for a second, amazed by his openess. "So are you asking for my opinion or what?" I asked.

"Your opinion, some advice, whatever you've got to say," he said, continuing to look at me. He always does that. It makes it hard to talk sometimes because I always ended up staring at his eyes.

"Well, I think Ashley was all wrong for you. I think you need to really know a person before you ask them out. Shane, you're incredible. You need someone who recognizes that. Someone who knows what she's got. Someone who knows who you are as a person and can talk to you for hours. A girl who's not only your girlfriend, but your friend. Someone who would never want to lose you. That's what you deserve." I thought about what I said for a minute, and realized that I was describing myself. I have feelings for Shane, definitely. He smiled and nodded. "Thanks Mitch. You always know how to make me feel better," he said. I couldn't help but smiled when he said that. I put my head on his shoulder. We stayed like that for a while. "Well, we better get back," he said. I nodded and stood up. We walked back to his car and drove to school. We got there just in time for the end of the period. He walked with me to my locker, and we stayed there and just talked until the bell rang. "Blech, I have to go to Pre-Calc now. Not looking forward to it," he complained. He hated math, but he was so good at it. "Sounds like a party," I said sarcastically.

"Bye Mitch. Thanks, by the way. You're truly one of the most awesome people ever," he said smiling. He pulled me into a hug and walked away. I watched him as he left. Nate came up next to me. "Um, Mitchie, why are you watching my brother? He's not even facing you…" he asked suspiciously. Oh no. Nate can read my like a book. "WELL…umm, nothing. I really need to pee bye!" I attempted to run away. "Michelle Demetria Torres get your butt back here!" he yelled. Busted. I casually strolled back to him. "What's up Nate?" I asked, attempting to be nonchalant.

"Mitchie, do you like my brother?" he asked.

"NO!"

"Mitchie!"

"Fine! Yes, I do!" I sighed, defeated. Nate broke out into a huge smile. "Aww! Why don't you just tell him?" he asked.

"I don't know Nate! Why don't you tell Caitlyn that you're secretly in love with her!" His eyes went wide. "NO I! How did you? Does she?" he asked, not being able to complete his sentences. I too, can read him like a book. "How did I know? Because it's so obvious! I know you Nate; you like her. And no, she doesn't know. Unlike you two, I keep my thoughts to myself," I said. He sighed.

"Yes, I do like her. I might be in love with her. But you can't tell her!" he said urgently.

"I won't tell her….if you don't tell Shane," I told him. I figured this was a fair enough trade. "But Mitchie! Shane likes you! Why can't you see it?" he asked. Huh, why couldn't I see it? Cause it's nonexistent! I have feelings for him, but he's not interested. I doubt that he is. "Because I don't!" I said, getting frustrated. He shut up. We walked to chemistry in silence. I started to feel bad for blowing up at him. "Nate, I'm sorry for blowing up at you. It's just frustrating that I like Shane! He's my best friend, and I like him! It sucks!" I explained. Nate smirked. "Oh don't worry Mitch. I'll get him to say that he likes you…without telling him that you like him. I got your back," he said. He put his arm around me and gave my shoulder a squeeze. We walked into chemistry and sat in our assigned seats. It really sucked cause he was all the way in the front, and I was in the back. But it was okay cause I could do whatever I wanted. Like texting Shane. Which I did every chemistry class.

I typed him a message. "Hey Shane (:" his reply came instantly.

SHANE[: (yep, that's how he put his name into my phone)- hey mitch! How's chemistry?

Me: ugh, boring as usual. Thank god I have you (:

SHANE[: - Haha, thank god for you. (:

ME: hows math today?

SHANE[: - suckish. Mr pulman is the worst. But he can never tell when I'm texting so whatever.

Me: Yeah that's whats great about the back.

SHANE[: - exactly! Hey I have a question for you.

Me (I got nervous): okay. Shoot.

SHANE[: - do you like someone right now? Because you were humming today, and you only hum when someone you like is around.

Crap! I forgot about that! Gotta control it!

Me: I do.

SHANE[: - who?

Me: No one.

SHANE[: - do I know them?

Me: yeah.

SHANE[: - why won't you tell me?

Me: its my business. Plus I haven't told anyone yet.

SHANE[: - but I'm your best friend.

Me: look shane, can we drop this? I just don't wanna tell anyone yet.

SHANE[: - oh okay. I understand. Sorry if I crossed the line.

Me: its okay.

SHANE[: - okay.

I stopped replying. It was embarrassing for me. I kept feeling my phone vibrate. I just couldn't reply. I'll just lie and say we're taking a quiz.

SHANE[: - mitch? Why aren't you answering?

Me: Sorry shane I have to take a quiz, bye.

SHANE[: - bye mitchie (:

He didn't know that I liked him. But he does know that I like someone. I have got to stop humming!

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