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I was bored. This meeting was taking YEARS. I looked at Nate sitting next to me. He had that same expression that he had kept for the past two hours.
And Jason was practically sleeping. And that made me sleepy too.
"...And that's how we want you new album to work," said Brown, our manager. Brown's my uncle too. He owns a camp called Camp Rock. I've been there for only one summer. After that, we got discovered, and I got caught up in this world.
"Anything else?" asked Madison, the head of the label.
"Nothing," said Brown.
"Then I believe we all should take our leave,"
FINALLY!
We got up,and left the room.
"That was intense, right?" I asked Jason.
"Totally," he said. Nate's phone beeped, and he looked at the screen. I could tell it was a text. Suddenly, he smiled, and out his phone back in his pocket.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing, let's go to the hotel," he said.
"But we've been there that whole time," whined Jason, "Let's explore Minnesota. I mean, we leave after the concert tomorrow night, remember?"
"Jason," I said, "Let's go. Nate has something on his mind,"
Nate smirked, and we sat in our limo.
All the way back, I kept on thinking What is he thinking?
xXx
"Nate, please!," whined Jason. He had been whining the whole time since we got into the limo. I played it cool by putting on my i-pod. But inside, I was dying to know too.
"Jason, patience," said Nate as the elevator binged to let us know that we were in our suite now.
We walked out. "Shane," said Nate, "Your surprise is in your room. Jason, your surprise is in your room, and my surprise is in my room," he said.
"Way to speak the obvious, Nate," said Jason.
I walked into my room, and saw it was dark. I closed the door and switched on the light.
And then I looked on my bed, and my jaw dropped.
There, sitting on my bed, was Mitchie, looking adorable in a white sundress.
"Hey Shane,' she said shyly.
"M-Mitchie?" I said in disbelief.
"Yeah. I missed you so much, so I came here," she said.
I walked to her, and sat next to her.
"I can't believe it," I said.
"What?" she asked.
"I can't believe that you're here. I missed you too, babe," I said.
She blushed a very visible shade of scarlet.
"What?" I asked.
"You called me 'babe'," she said.
I laughed, and then put my finger underneath her chin to make her face me. I looked in her eyes, and saw nothing but love.
She leaned forward, and pressed her lips onto mine.
Pretty soon, we were in the middle of a very heated make out session. Right now, I she was lying down on the bed, and I was on top of her. I carefully slipped my tongue in her mouth, and surprisingly, she let me, and responded ferociously.
And that's when I pulled back.
"What?" she asked.
"We shouldn't be doing this," I said.
"Why?" she asked. I got off her, and sat next to her.
"We shouldn't be doing this because we're caught up in the moment. Right now, we've just met after a long time. It's obvious we're not gonna hold back. And I don't want us to do something we regret,"
Tears fell from her eyes.
"Mitchie?" I asked, unsure why she was crying.
"Sorry, it's just that I'm so grateful that you're not Sam,"
I understood her completely. I leaned forward and hugged her. Then we lay on the bed, next to each other, taking in each other's warmth.
xXx
"What took you so long?" asked Nate once we finally emerged from my room.
"Stuff," I said.
Mitchie sat next to Caitlyn.
"Stuff? asked Caitlyn, "Don't tell me that you did it before me, Mitch,"
"No," said Mitchie too quickly, "We were just talking,"
"Yeah," I said, looking at her. She still looked adorable in her dress. I just couldn't believe it. All of my ex girlfriends would apply tons of make up, wear the sluttiest outfits, and would always want to go all the way with me.
And here was Mitchie, my latest girlfriend, who wore no make up at all, wore clothes that actually fit and covered her, and wanted us to take it slow. And surprisingly, I thought she was beautiful.
"What?" she asked as she noticed me staring at her.
"I love you," I said.
"Well if that isn't random," sad Caitlyn.
"I love you too," she said, and then blushed.
Isn't she the cutest?
My life couldn't get any better.
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