A/N I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!
The two teens walked into Mitchie's room.
"Wow you've got a piano in your room? That's awesome."
Mitchie just shrugged her shoulders feeling a little shy suddenly.
"Nice room."
"Thanks."
"So what should we do?"
"Well I normally unpack so we can do that."
"Sure, where am I sleeping?"
"The guest room across the hall."
"All right."
The two teens unpacked their stuff before meeting back in Mitchie's room.
"Now what?"
"I really have no idea."
"What do you normally do after you unpack?"
Mitchie turned three shared redder."Nothing."
"What?"
"Nothing just something stupid."
"Tell me."
"No it doesn't matter because you are the guest so you get to decided."
"Fine I want you to tell why you normally do."
"Fine! I usually just play my music until till dinner."
"What was so bad about that?"
"I didn't want you to think I'm like obsessed with it or anything."
"Mitchie we are rock stars we are allowed to be obsessed with playing."
"Actually we are pop stars."
"All right Torres that's it you're in huge trouble."
Mitchie squealed and went to run but he tackled her onto the bed and started to tickle her. She screamed and burst into laughter.
"Sha-Shane…n-no…sto-stop!"
"No stop? All right if that's what you want I won't stop then."
"NO! I want you to stop! I want you to stop!" she cried out breathlessly.
"You want me to stop what?"
"Tick-tickling…m-me"
"I'm not tickling you."
"SHA-SHANE PLEA-PLEASE STO-STOP!"
"Say the magic words."
"What magic words?"
He stopped for a minute to let her catch her breath.
"Say Shane Grey is the hottest rock star of our generation."
"Why would I say tha…AHHHH!" Mitchie was cut off as Shane started to tickle her sides.
"You better say it Torres or I'm going right for your stomach."
"OK! OK! I'LL SAY! STOP!"
Shane stopped.
"Shane Grey is the hottest rock start of our generation."
"Thank you." Shane smirked.
"Jerk!"
"What was that?" Shane asked wiggling his fingers.
"Nothing!" Mitchie said quickly.
Shane laughed. "I think I'm going to start calling you ticklish Torres."
Mitchie just pouted. "I hate that name."
Shane just smiled and kissed her pout. She smiled as they continued to kiss. He already had her pinned underneath him as they started to deepen the kiss.
"CONNIE YOU ARE TOTALLY OVERREACTING IT'S JUST PERFUME!"
"YEAH WOMEN'S PERFUME! WHY WOULD YOU SMELL LIKE WOMENS PERFUME?"
"I ALREADY TOLD YOU WHY!"
Mitchie pulled away from Shane and tried pushing him off her.
"Shane we need to stop…please."
Shane got up and Mitchie went over to her door closing it. She sat down and pulled her knees up to her chest.
"I'm sorry you had to hear that."
She wrapped her arms around her legs and rested her chin on her knees.
"Everyone couple has their problems. It's all right."
"I WANT A BETTER REASON THEN YOU GOT IT FROM A FRIEND!"
"IT'S THE TRUTH CONNIE STOP OVERREACTING!"
"I'M OVER REACTING? ME? I'M ALWAYS THE ONE TO OVERREACT ARREN'T I? IT'S ALWAYS ME? I'M ALAWAYS THE PROBLEM!"
"YOU'RE NOT A PROBLEM JUST A DRMAM QUEEN!"
Mitchie covered her ear burring her face in her knees squeezing her eyes closed picturing herself back at Camp Rock happy with Shane and her friends. She felt someone rubbing her back. She looked up and saw Shane.
"Come on let's get out of here."
They stood up and left out the window. Of course they left a note for the parents but then headed to the nearby park. They sat on the swings holding hands slowly moving back and forth.
"Do they always fight like that?"
Mitchie just nodded.
"How long has that been going on?"
Mitchie shrugged.
"Yes you do, Please tell me."
"Almost two years now." Mitchie said her voice cracking.
"Aww Mitch, I'm so sorry."
"It's not your fault. I'm the one who should be sorry"
"Why it's not your fault they are fighting."
"No but you are a guest in our home and my parents were fighting like babies."
"Well technically babies don't fight they are too young."
Mitchie giggled a little. Shane smiled.
"There's that giggle."
"Thanks Shane."
"Is that why you got so upset when you found out I was coming to stay with you? Because you knew I'd hear them fighting?"
"One of the reasons."
"What's the other?"
Mitchie sighed. Before she could answer another boy around their age came over.
"Well, well, well, looks whose home from Tone deaf camp." He laughed.
"Hi Derek." Mitchie mumbled.
"Don't sound so happy to see me."
"Maybe she would if you were nicer to her. Who are you anyway?" Shane asked.
"Derek Andrews. You're Shane Grey."
"Yeah so?"
"What are you doing here?"
"Spending time with my girlfriend."
"Shane Grey has a girlfriend who?"
"Mitchie."
The boy laughed. "Mitchie? As in Mitchie Torres?"
"Yeah so what?"
"Shane stop." Mitchie whispered.
"Why would anyone want to be with Tone-deaf Torres?"
"I don't know who that is but I'm with Mitchie because I love her and I know she loves me. You have no right to question it."
Shane stood up from the swings.
"Mitchie Torres is such a loser. She isn't even pretty and she actually believes she can sing."
"Mitchie CAN sing and is NOT a loser and she IS VERY BEAUTIFUL! Now I suggest you get out of here. Before Bad boy Shane returns."
The boy ran off. Shane sat back down on the swings. "Thank you Shane." Mitchie said looking at the floor
"Who was that?"
"Derek Andrews"
"I got that much I mean how does he know you and why was he such a jerk to you?"
"He's just a bully."
"Why didn't you stick up for yourself?"
Mitchie didn't answer.
Shane sighed. He wasn't stupid he knew what Mitchie was going to say and she didn't even have to say it.
"You can't can you? That's your other big secret you can't stick up for yourself?"
Mitchie just nodded.
"I don't get it you had no trouble sticking up for yourself at Camp Rock."
"I know this is a side no one has seen before only my parents."
"What makes this so different?"
"Shane there is a big difference between my school and Camp Rock."
"Name 1."
"Camp Rock is all about music and dancing. My school is all about being cool and trying to be popular."
"Ok, so we've ran into people at Camp Rock who had huge egos and think they're cool. Remember Luke? You stood up to him."
"It's different Shane I don't know how to explain it."
"Well try."
"The first year I was at Camp Rock I lied to everyone telling them my mom worked for Hot Tunes in China because I was embarrassed by the fact that she was really just the cook. I was worried people wouldn't like me the way I was so I changed myself. The reason I had all those doubts my first year was because at school I don't fit it, no one likes me. I'm the one girl at school that everyone hates and makes fun of. Standing up to Luke or Tess or even a big stupid jerky face rock star…."
She smiled when he glared playfully at her.
"I can stand up to you guys no problem, but standing up against the whole school….just the thought makes me want to throw up. At Camp Rock everyone likes me and I'm popular but here at school I'm the whimpy nerd girl."
"I thought you had a friend. Serria or something?"
"I love Serria I really do but just before I came to Camp Rock this year we had a fall out. She had to pick between being popular and hanging with the 'it' crowd or being my friend."
"I can guess which one she choices".
"I know school this year is going to be a nightmare because I won't have her by my side anymore."
"No, you're right you won't have her. You'll just have to deal with me, a stupid jerky face rock star."
She giggled but then frowned. "I understand if you want to break up with me. I know you didn't fall in love with the whimpy nerd girl."
"Mitchie I love you for who you are on the inside and I know on the inside you want to stand up for yourself I've seen you do it. It's just harder for you to do it than it was at Camp Rock. I understand that. Singing at Camp Rock sure no problem. Singing in front of a million of screaming fans and producers yeah I get a little nervous. It's a different situation and different people I'm not going to break up with you over that. I love you too much to let you go."
"Thank you Shane."
They leaned in and shared a kiss.
"I love you Mitchie."
"I love you too Shane."
"Do you think my parents are done fighting?"
"I think so why you want to go home?"
"Yeah I'm getting hungry."
"Me too."
"Come on then."
They both walked home. Everything was pretty quiet it a dinner. It was filled with an awkward silence. So awkward it made Mitchie uncomfortable and she couldn't eat.
"Mitchie is everything ok with your steak?"
"Yeah mom it's fine. I'm just not too hungry."
Shane knew she was lying he could hear her stomach growling from across the table.
"She's being nice the steak is cold and dry. If you wanted to make her sick why not just feed rat poison." Steve said.
"No it's really good mom I promise. I'm just not very hungry."
But it was too late. The war had started.
"Maybe yours wouldn't be so cold and dry if you had come to table when I first called you. It was hot and fresh then."
"Maybe if you would just wait for the game to be over to eat I would have been able to do that."
"We have dinner every night at the same time. I'm not going to change it just because of a stupid game."
"If you knew anything about sports you'd know it isn't stupid. It's the playoffs. Maybe it will make more sense this way. Music terms it's as big as the final jam at that stupid Camp you and Mitch went to."
CLANG!
Mitchie dropped her fork making it hit her plate. Her father always encouraged her and her music. He was 100% supportive when she said she wanted to go to Camp Rock. Why was he calling it stupid? She felt Shane squeeze her hand under the table.
"Camp Rock is not stupid Steve it's a wonderful camp with wonderful kids and Brown is great with them."
"Yeah but who wants to go to a summer camp where you still have to go to classes and learn stuff."
"Our daughter."
"Why no one likes her at school why would they like her there?"
"STEVE!" Connie yelled.
"CONNIE!"
This was the part Mitchie hated the most.
"WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SUCH A BRAT WHEN IT COMES TO CAMP ROCK? I THOUGHT YOU LIKED IT!"
"I DID LIKE IT UNTIL YOU STARTED BECOMING MORE OBESSED WITH IT THAN MITCHIE. ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT BROWN!"
"BROWN HAS BEEN A BIG HELP IN OUR FINACIAL TROUBLES YOU DIDN'T HAVE ANY PROBLEMS WITH HIM WHEN HE WAS GIVING US MONEY."
"I'M THE MAN OF THIS HOUSE I WILL MAKE THE MONEY! YOU WILL STAY HOME DO ALL THE HOUSE WORK YOU'RE THE WOMEN THAT'S WHAT THEY DO!"
"WHO DIED AND MADE YOU KING?"
"I'M THE MAN OF THIS HOUSE AND WHAT I SAY GOES!"
Steve yelled so loud the house shook. Mitchie dropped her knife, pushed her chair away, got up, and ran away from the table holding her breath as she fought back tears.
"GOOD GOING CONNIE LOOK WHAT YOU DID!"
"I didn't do anything Steve." Connie said calmly.
Shane got up and went to find his girlfriend. His heart broke as he saw her curled up on her bed crying.
"Oh baby." He rushed to her and pulled her into his arms rocking her side to side and stroking her hair. He knew the one way to calm her down.
"Everytime I think I'm closer to the heart
Of what it means to know just who I am
I think I've finally found a better place to start
But no one ever seems to understand
I need to try to get to where you are
Could it be, your not that far
You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I gotta find you
You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you
Oh yeah
Yeah yeah
You're the remedy I'm searching hard to find
To fix the puzzle that I see inside
Painting all my dreams the color of your smile
When I find you It'll be alright
I need to try to get to where you are
Could it be, your not that far
You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I gotta find you
You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you
Been feeling lost, can't find the words to say
Spending all my time stuck in yesterday
Where you are is where I want to be
Oh next to you... and you next to me
Oh I need to find you... yeah
You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I gotta find you (yeah)
You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you
You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing
I need to find you (I need to find you)
I gotta find you (I gotta find you)
You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you
Yeah, yeah... I gotta find you"
Mitchie sniffed as she stopped crying. "Thank you Shane. I'm sorry you had to witness that."
"Stop being sorry. It's not your fault. Are you ok?"
"Better now. Your voice always calms me down."
"Good. You want to go back out there and eat?"
"No, not really but I'm hungry."
"Why don't I go get our dinner and we can have a little dinner in here just the two of us."
"Ok."
Shane went back out to the table.
"How is Mitchie?" Connie asked.
"Upset. She doesn't want to come back out so I'm going to bring her food into her. Is that ok?"
"That's fine Shane. Thank you and tell her I'm sorry."
"I will Mrs. Torres."
Shane took the plates and went back into the bedroom. They finished their dinner, watched a movie and then headed to bed. School was the next day and Shane had the feeling it was going to be a long day.
A/N next chapter Mitchie goes back to school with Shane how bad will it be? Will Shane stick by her and will he give into the peer pressure and join the 'it' crowd?