Internet Girl
Summary- She was his best kept secret. He didn't plan on sharing her with the world. She was his Internet Girl. AU- Smitchie story.
Chapter 4- Awkward Conversations
Mitchie almost immediately returned to her shy façade upon hearing Shane's voice. She simply waved lightly to him before diverting her attention to the sunset. The two sat in a short silence before Shane spoke up.
"Um, no offense Mitchie, but why are you here? At Tess's party?" That question had been running through his mind. It wasn't just because she wasn't a cool person, but why would a shy quiet person, such as Mitchie Torres, be at one of the biggest parties of the year? It made sense that she was invited since there technically weren't any sent invitations, but nonetheless, she really didn't seem like she'd attend a party of any type.
The girl nervously bit her bottom lip. "I…came with Caitlyn…" She muttered weakly. That made since. Caitlyn Gellar was more of the party girl type of person, as well as a person who would just drag his or her friend to his or her desired destination. Unfortunately for Mitchie, Caitlyn became distracted with something else and left Mitchie all alone. Her other best friend, Sierra, decided not to attended the party and go off on a study 'date' with someone else.
Shane said absolutely nothing, but only nodded his head in understanding, though she couldn't see him do that. It didn't take too long before one of them spoke up again. "So why are you here…Shane?"
"Jason asked me to come." He answered bluntly, followed by a scoff. Shane was slightly surprised when he heard Mitchie's hushed giggling. He turned his attention at her, which only made Mitchie laugh harder. "What?" He asked with a bemused smile.
"You…you were ditched too!" Mitchie finally answered with a bright smile, making Shane chuckle to himself. "Caitlyn didn't even tell me she was going somewhere else…" it was Shane's turn to laugh when Mitchie pouted. "She just...left.
The two both sighed in unison before a heavy silence overcame them. Without a word, Mitchie plopped onto the ground beside Shane and sat crossed leg. Her eyes focused on the sunset. Shane cocked his eyebrow at this. "What...are you doing?" He managed to ask carefully.
"Thinking."
"Oh..." Shane trailed off. He pulled out his cellphone from his pocket to check the time. 6:45 P.M. it read in a solid black colors. 'It's only been an hour!?' Shane thought annoyed as he shoved the small piece of technology back into his pocket with a frustrated grunt. Mitchie turned and looked at him. "Are you alright?" She asked concerned.
Shane paused, thinking for a moment, before answering. "I'm fine." He muttered. "It's just, I could've been at home instead of at this party." His angered look fell into a frown when he saw Mitchie look down at her feet. He bit his lip. He had said something he shouldn't have said.
"So you lied to me..?" Mitchie managed to say. Her hands grabbed a pile of the bright green grass and formed a fist as she silently ripped out a small bundle of the grass. Shane winced while Mitchie continued the same process, not even bothering to take a glance at him.
"Mitchie..." Shane tried, but was cut off. "No. It's okay. You're not interested. I'm fine with that." She choked out. Mitchie slowly pushed herself up, her eyes glancing at her freshly ripped grass, and began to walk away. Shane jumped out of the tire swing and followed her. "Mitchie!" Shane repeated.
No reply. Mitchie just kept walking away towards the Tyler household with Shane trailing behind her. She reached the porch and was about to step through the door when Shane suddenly grabbed her by the shoulder. He jerked her around and she was now facing him. Nonetheless, she kept her head down with her hair covering her tear stained eyes.
"Look Mitchie. I'm sorry I lied to you okay? I'm just not interested!" Shane exclaimed whilst shaking her by the shoulder.
It took her a while before she finally managed to respond. "Whatever." She hissed coldly before attempting to turn around. Shane's grip to her was just too strong for her. "Just...let go of me!" Mitchie finally looked up, tears still slowly running down her cheeks. The two darkly glared at each other before Mitchie jerked herself away. She stomped into the house, with Shane once again following her, and towards the indoor skating arena.
"Caitlyn!" She exclaimed.
In that part of the room, Caitlyn Gellar was skating around the room with Nate. Jason on the other hand was off at a different part of the room, attempting to rollerblade while tightly holding onto the bars along the wall. Caitlyn immediately looked up from her and Nate's skating race. The moment she saw her friend's tearstained face, Caitlyn left Nate and went to Mitchie's side. "Mitch?" She asked concerned. It wasn't long before Nate skated up to Caitlyn's side, masking an equally concerned face. He glanced at Shane with a confused expression.
"Let's just go Cait." Mitchie said firmly. Without another word, Caitlyn glided, with Mitchie by her side, towards the couch to grab her Converse shoes and the two silently left. Before they were out of site, Caitlyn turned around once more, mouthing the words 'I'm sorry' to Nate and giving a cold stone glare to Shane. Once the two girls were gone, Nate turned to Shane.
"Dude, what did you do this time?" He asked. Shane remained motionless, only glaring at the spot Mitchie had once occupied. Nate gently pushed his friend on the shoulder, who in returned diverted his glare to him. "She's the one being overly dramatic!" Shane exclaimed.
Nate jumped back, surprised by his friend's sudden outburst. "About what?" He asked, choosing his words carefully. Shane crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. "Mitchie. This afternoon after class, she came up to me and asked me to 'hang out' with her later. I said no and then she just spazzed out on me!" Nate cocked his eyebrow. "That doesn't seem like something she'd do." He stated. Shane once again glared at his friend.
"How would you know that!? Since when have you been buddy buddy with Mitchie?" Nate sighed. Leave it to Shane to be the hypocrite of their group of friends.
"Shane. One, I'm not friends with her and two, it's not that hard to read someone like her." Shane's cocked his eyebrow at his friend, who continued on with his semi-rant. "I mean, she barely talks at school, so I doubt she'd scream at you for rejecting her." A sudden wave of guilt overcame Shane.
"I might've lied to her..." He muttered lowly.
"What was that?" Nate said with an amused tone.
"I lied alright?" Shane said an anger free voice, his eyes slowly closing shut at the same time. He sighed while his younger friend smiled. "Good boy. Now I suggest you apologize to her tomorrow." Shane scoffed. "Yeah right Nate. I'm not going to apologize for something stupid like that."
Nate groaned. "Look." He said. "I'm not going to force you into doing the right thing. You're a big boy so you should be able to make big boy decisions. You'll come around to it eventually." Shane scoffed at his friend. "Yeah right." He retorted. Nate opened his mouth to respond when Shane's hand shot up and waved in dismissal. "Just go back to your skating Nate."
The younger boy was about to skate away when Jason came up to the group. "Guys guys!" He exclaimed, still wobbling from his bad skating skills. "Look what I learned to do!" The two friends eyes widened as Jason's tongue slowly made its way up to his nose. They almost winced when the tip of his tongue touched the bottom of his noise.
"Wasn't that awesome!?" He exclaimed before throwing his head back, laughing at his own new skill. "I didn't even know I was that flexible!"
Shane opened his mouth to say something, which was most likely to have been rude, when Nate cut him off. "That was definitely unique." He said slowly. Jason, in return, smiled brightly at his friend, before noticing Shane's darker attitude. "Is somebody being a bad camper?" He asked playfully.
"No!" And with that, Jason held his hands up defensively. "Dude, calm down!"
"I am calm!" Shane exclaimed with a frustrated expression. His two friends stared at him questioningly as he heavily sighed. "I am calm." He said coolly.
Jason chuckled at Shane, ruffling his hair at the same time. "You're a goober man." Nate stared at him.
"Jason." Upon hearing his name being called, the older boy looked at his friend. "What in the world is a goober?" Jason paused for a moment, whilst tapping his index finger on his chin. "I don't know." He finally said, as if it were the obvious. Shane blankly glanced between his two friends before standing up.
"I'm heading home." He announced, making his way towards the exit. Before he left, Shane could hear his two friends' exclaim their good-byes in unison, making him chuckle lightly.
It took Shane a good twenty minutes to get home by bus. Why did Tess Tyler have to live far away? This would probably be the last time he'd want to go to a party that late. When Shane entered his house, he could see his parents in the living room. His mother was curled up against his father, crying her eyes out whilst gripping onto a shriveled up tissue. His father on the other hand was trying to cheer her up.
"Are you guys watching those Taiwanese dramas again?" Shane asked as he made his way to the living room. His mother looked up at her son and wiped away another tear, still staying in her nice and comfy position.
"Yes." She said with a frown. Shane laughed at her. His mother was very fond of watching Soap Operas. After seeing that all the American ones were pretty much lame in her opinion, Mrs. Gray decided to search the internet and burned some Taiwanese Dramas, with English subtitles, onto a DVD disc. Now, she'd watch them every night with Mr. Gray and cry her heart out. To Shane's father, it was just a simply good humored show.
"Don't stay up too late you guys!" Shane said jokingly as he made his way up the stairs. As he turned the corner to his room, he could hear two things- his father shouting 'I could say the same to you son!' and his mother exclaiming to the TV, "Ahmon loves you Qi Yue! Can't you see?" both which made Shane's mood even more joyful. You could definitely count on the lame parents.
Upon entering his room, Shane kicked off his shoes and opened his Geometry book. Before actually starting on his homework, he immediately went to check his email. There was only one message and as usual, it was from ThisIsMe123. His eyes brightened and his smiled widened as he quickly clicked on the email. Unfortunately, the message was only a one line long.
You know what? All teenage guys suck (except for you)
-ThisIsMe123
A/N: I know their fight seemed a bit unrealistic, but I'd wigg out on someone if they lied to me too Dx In fact, I do wigg out!! Except for certain people who really are compulsive liars :O Hmph who'da thunk it :D I know I said I wouldn't write a new chap until Christmas, but I was procrastinating again and I was in the story writing mood xDD Enjoy and review welcomes! :3
P.S: I have a question for you all. When you guys write your stories, do yo guys usually pre-write all the chapters or do yu just type on and then upload it? Just wandering lol. Oh and also check out my new banner I made for the story. Link posted on my profile ^^
Disclaimer: I don't own Internet Girl, Devil Beside You (Taiwanese Drama), or Camp Rock.