I should be revising for an exam.... :p ahh well this is waaaay more fun haha. I'm glad you liked the second chapter! Thank you for all the reviews, they keep me writing cos i know people like my 'art' as my English teacher calls it.. lol
Anywayyy here is the THIRD chapter! =]
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Somewhere between the third and the forth hour of her shopping trip, Mitchie began to realize why Shane hated shopping so much.
The continuos looks he received from mainly high school girls was slightly unnerving. Although judging by the lack of 'LIKE OH MY GOD IT'S SHANE GRAY! announcements' Mitchie figured they hadn't cracked Shane's ingenious disguise. Yet.
Though the staring obviously meant that even without his star-status Shane was still considered 'hot meat' in the words Mitchie heard a passer by use.
Shane didn't help his cause any, sending flirtatious smiles at the girls, nodding his head, walking cooly behind Mitchie at the want to appear single.
"Shane stop it!" Mitchie hissed waiting for him to catch, once he was stood beside her she glared up at him. "What?" He questioned defensively still looking around at the girls.
Mitchie rolled her eyes, "will you stop flirting with every girl in this place!"
"Why? Is someone jealous?!" He smirked stooping over so his face was closer to hers.
"No! It's just annoying." Mitchie snapped ignoring the glares she was receiving from various girls that were sizing her up.
Shane shrugged looking around, "it's nice." He commented, "just to be looked at because I'm an average good looking guy."
"Conceited, good looking guy." Mitchie corrected, finally having enough of the stares she dragged him into the nearest store. "Ha!" Shane grinned triumphantly tugging his arm back so she turned to face him.
"So you agree? I'm good looking?!" He said arrogantly crossing his arms in front of him.
Mitchie sighed, "for heavens sake Shane! Get over yourself!"
She didn't know why she was getting so cross. Maybe she was jealous of the flirty smiles he was flashing all those far prettier girls, knowing that he'd never look at her in that way. He was just so full of himself.
Mitchie stormed off down the isle of dresses, she didn't realize it was a dress shop but now she thought of it, the only dress she did have was her old tatty cinderella dress she wore one halloween.
"Mitch I was joking," Shane pulled on her arm as he caught up with her. "Come on, please forgive me?" She didn't look at him, but she could hear those puppy dog eyes screaming at her for forgiveness.
Sighing she smiled, "You, are not funny Shan- Uh Mike..." She chewed on her lip as a girl eyed her suspiciously.
"Mike? Okay you have lost your mind."
"Shut up, Mike!" Mitchie stressed the word hoping it'd get through to him.
Just as he was about to argue a girl rudely pushed Mitchie aside. "You know," she started, raising her eyebrow, "you look a lot like Shane Gray!" Her voice hitched at the end in excitement.
Shane's eyes widened slightly and he shook his head, looking at Mitchie for help who mouthed "mike" once again and he soon nodded, catching on.
"Urm nope, Mikes the name. But I get that a lot," he smiled charmingly whilst Mitchie just glared at the girl.
"Mike?" The girl said slowly, skeptical of the two. "Right... well, sorry." She muttered turning away but not before shoving Mitchie hard again.
"Bi-"
"Mitchie!"
"Well she is!"
"Whatever, lets find you a dress."
Mitchie agreed and began sifting through the dresses. She finally picked out a red and a black one to try on. "Mike," Shane muttered behind her, "Mitch and Mike, great we're so going to get laughed at."
Mitchie laughed and shrugged, "first thing that came to mind."
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"Another airplane,
Another sunny place.
I'm lucky I know,
But I wanna go home,
Mmmm, I've got to go hom-"
"Stop it!" Mitchie warned through the curtain. She'd been trying on the dresses for more than half an hour. Pulling on the red one, then switching back to the black. Then as if to double check the red one was pulled on again.
"Let me go homeeeee!" Shane began to sing louder and with such passion, Mitchie rolled her eyes and threw back the curtain. Immediately Shane stopped singing, smiling impishly at her.
Mitchie had kept the curtain closed for the red dress, it was slightly more revealing than the black so she'd decided not to show him. That was until she pulled the curtain open however.
"Wow!" He smiled watching as she blushed, twirling in the mirror.
"I don't know which one to get," Mitchie chewed on her lip, staring at Shane for help.
He shrugged, more concerned with his tired feet and hungry stomach. "Either, they both look good."
"Shane!" Mitchie whined, "help me!"
Shane sighed before standing up and surveying her closely.
"Okay, the black one brought out your eyes, and color of your hair more. It made you look dark, mysterious and... sultry." Mitchie frowned as a light shade of pink tinged Shane's cheeks.
"Sultry?" She questioned.
The arrogant smirk was back on his face, any embarrassment gone. "Yeah, you looked beautiful and sexy in black."
Mitchie blushed deeply, then looked down at the red. Way more revealing she was expecting the same remark.
"And the red?"
"The red's cute, but I'd personally go with the black. God I sound like a girl." Shane cringed but smiled at her, she nodded thinking through his comments.
"Okay the black it is." She whispered before closing the curtain back up. He wanted her to get the sexy dress.
"Urm... Shane?" She called hesitantly after a while.
"Mmm?"
"Ca-can you help me undo the dress? The zips stuck?" Mitchie blushed furiously as she opened the curtain turning her back to him.
Shane nodded, a smile creeping onto his face. He stood behind her, his breath hitting her bare neck making her shiver. He ran his fingers down her back as he drew the zip down, his eyes taking in every inch of her smooth uncovered back.
What am I doing?! He silently asked, quickly stepping back. Ignoring the speeding of his heart, "there you go," he whispered looking down at the ground. When he looked back up she was already back in the changing area.
He groaned sitting down on the stool. "Lets. Go."
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"Oh Mitchie you look beautiful!" Connie gushed as Mitchie put on the dress for her Mom to see. "How much was it?"
Mitchie grimaced, awaiting her mothers reaction, "$150" and there it was. "Oh," Connie said looking down, "h-how did you afford that?" Mitchie looked down thinking back to when she was standing at the cashiers.
Shane had pulled out his card before she could say anything and almost paid for it himself. As a thank you, he'd said, but she stopped him. "They could track your card use, the label could find you." Needless to say, Shane was not pleased at that new information. Now he couldn't even spend the money he did have.
"I've got some money saved." Mitchie bit her lip, she knew how guilty her parents felt because they couldn't afford to buy her nice things. But they'd given her Camp Rock, that was more than enough.
"Well you look stunning, money well spent." Connie ended up smiling before fishing out her camera.
"Oh honey-" Connie lowered the camera after a few shots, "did you hear about your friend Shane?"
Mitchie nodded silently, sitting down on the kitchen chair. "Yeah, it's bad."
"Well has he said anything to you? Poor boy, he must be so alone. I hope he's safe."
"I'm sure he is mom," Mitchie replied not wanting her Mom to worry.
Connie nodded putting the camera away before making her way over to the stove. "I hope so. If he contacts you, you must say something!"
"I will Mom."
Mitchie's second lie. Lying to Caitlyn was one thing. It felt 100 times worse to her Mom.
"Okay well, dinner will be ready in about an hour."
Mitchie nodded and made her way upstairs.
"Hey," she murmured as she walked into her room, Shane was laying on her bed, playing with her cat.
"You okay?" Shane sat up, noticing her downcast tone. "Yeah, it's just-"
Mitchie stopped herself, she didn't want to complain to Shane about lying. If she did, she knew he'd leave.
"-Its just I urm... miss Camp." She said as in excuse.
Shane laughed quietly, still stroking her cat. "Mitch, you've got half of camp here with you!"
Mitchie frowned sitting down next to him.
"You've got Caitlyn just down the road, you got the best part of Camp living in your attic," He winked as she laughed. "Yeah I guess you're right."
"As always."
Knock Knock!
Without thinking Mitchie grabbed Shane's hand and threw him against the wall with a loud thud. He groaned quietly narrowing his eyes at her.
"Mitch you okay?" The door began to open.
Mitchie signaled for Shane to remain silent as her Mom opened the door.
"Hey Mom!"
"What was that bang?" Connie asked suspiciously.
"Oh me, clumsy me."
"I was just wondering what you wanted for dinner, we're out of steak."
Shane waved his hand wildly, trying to catch Mitchie's attention. She smiled at her Mom, letting her eyes wonder as if in thought and looked at Shane, who was pointing at himself.
"Umm well, I'm quite hungry, so can I have two... dishes?"
Connie's eyes widened at her daughter, she'd never had this request before.
"Well, I guess that'd be okay. What would you like?"
Again Mitchie looked deep in thought, trying to remember what Shane liked. "Chips, burgers urm bean- No beans!" She corrected as Shane ran his finger across his neck urgently.
"No beans. Okay, it'll be done soon."
The door closed and Mitchie fell back on her bed. "Ew can't believe you were going to ask for beans!" Shane collapsed next to her, his arm thrown behind her head.
"This is definitely going to be hard."
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"Mom Caitlyn's coming over soon," Mitchie informed, watching as her Mom vacuumed her bedroom.
Connie sighed, "gosh Mitch, you have a lot of stuff, your rooms so cluttered, maybe we should move some of your old stuff up to the attic?"
A light went off in Mitchie's head and she grinned. I am brilliant sometimes.
"Mom-" she said thoughtfully, getting ready to persuade big time.
"-What if, we convert the attic into like, a lounge are? For me? Like I could put my TV in there, my computer. Everything, and I could have my desk up there?"
She chewed her lip as she watched her Mom deliberating the idea.
"I suppose that could work. We certainly don't use it for anything else."
Mitchie grinned, her new plan forming, this way Shane could have more objects to keep him entertained when he was locked up there. Like now for instance.
She'd also have an excuse for spending time up there.
"I'll talk to your Dad about it. He'll be the one carpeting and fixing it up," Connie smiled. "I'm sure he'll agree."
"Mitchie?"
Connie and Mitchie turned towards the door, Mitchie quickly dashed downstairs to see Caitlyn's head poked through the door.
"The door was open..."
Mitchie smiled, "it's fine, come in."
They both went up to her room, Caitlyn greeting Connie on the way up.
"I've missed your cooking, Connie." Caitlyn grinned, before entering Mitchie's bedroom.
Mitchie turned on her TV and they settled down on her bed, just chatting about school and reminiscing about Camp.
"Do you remember when you fell in that bucket of water, and the chips!" Caitlyn laughed loudly whilst Mitchie merely scowled.
That was not funn-"
BANG!
"Woah! What was that?!" Caitlyn gasped looking up towards Mitchie's attic.
Mitchie stuttered, breathing hard. She prayed her Mom hadn't heard that as well.
"Uh... M-my cat..." she said lamely.
Caitlyn raised her eyebrows, "but your cats there," she pointed to Sam who was curled up on Mitchie's chair.
"Uh... I have two, well i don't. It's, it's a stray... it sometimes, gets in." Mitchie lied, the heat spreading up her neck to her cheeks.
She hated lying.
"Mitchie-" Caitlyn broke herself off, shaking her head.
Mitchie's heart pounded against her ribcage, she could see something in Caitlyn's eyes. Disbelief, anger? Whatever it was it scared her.
"Nate called again." Caitlyn said changing the topic. Though there was a darker tone in her voice than before.
"Oh yeah?" Mitchie asked trying to act surprised.
Caitlyn nodded, "yeah, he's really worried. Shane's such an idiot for running away."
"Well if the label let him- he shouldn't have run away." Mitchie caught herself before she said to much. Caitlyn was definitely suspicious.
"Mitchie, if you know something, you have to tell. He's in so much trouble. And it'll be your fault as well if he isn't found."
Mitchie remained silent as Caitlyn eyed her. Caitlyn huffed shaking her head, "you know what? I'm tired. I think I'm going to go home, see you."
Caitlyn stormed out before Mitchie could even stand up. She felt tears prick her eyes as she laid down on her bed.
Caitlyn wasn't stupid, she must've figured Mitchie was lying. At least she didn't know the full extent of it.
Mitchie sighed glancing up at the ceiling. Remembering the loud bang from before Mitchie decided to check on Shane.
The last thing she needed was an unconscious popstar in her attic.
Wiping away the tears she entered the attic quietly, smiling at Shane who was resting on the bed.
"Hey," she whispered walking up to him and sitting down next to him as he sat up beside her. "What was that bang?" She asked resting her head on his shoulder.
"I fell off the bed," he chuckled.
"Oh."
"Sorry, I guess you heard."
"Caitlyn heard-"
"She knows?!" Shane asked panicking, Mitchie shook her head, "I lied."
"I'm sorry Mitchie." Shane said softly, turning his head he kissed her forehead. "This is all my fault."
"Yeah it is-" Mitchie looked up at him, "but you deserve a break, and I like having you here." She admitted, resting her head back on his shoulder.
Shane nodded, resting his head on top of hers. "You're amazing you know that?"
Mitchie felt the heat rise to her cheeks but she shook it off.
She smiled, the tears dissapearing. It was after he said things like that to her, that she was sure she'd made the right choice in letting him stay.
"Flattery Mr Gray, gets you anything."
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* In the second chapter I meant soap not soup :P I loled and wished I'd corrected that but I didn't spot it so sorry :P
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