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 6- Not-so boring morning
By the time it was 7:30 A.M, Shane managed to get ready for school, despite his lack of sleep. His hair was nicely straightened and gelled and his clothes were correctly worn. The only problem? Under his eyes, he held dark circles, indicating his lack of sleep. That was the only appearance problem Shane had that he couldn't change.
Before heading downstairs, Shane checked his Email and his messenger. To his luck, nothing from ThisIsMe123 was there. 'What a great start...' he thought. Once he gathered all of his needed supplies, Shane dragged himself down the stairs.
Like Shane had anticipated, both of his parents were already occupying the kitchen, which was once again filled with the strong aroma of coffee, along with the oppositely plain scented smell of pancakes. After throwing his school supplies by the doorway, Shane walked into the kitchen and took a seat by his father, who was reading the sports section of the newspaper.
"Morning." Shane muttered, resting his head on the table and between his arms. His father looked up from the newspaper and cocked his brow.
"Son? Are you okay?" He asked concerned.
"I'm fine."
Not wanting to irritate the already annoyed Shane, Mr. Grey sighed and returned his attention to the newspaper. The two sat in this silence before Mrs. Grey came bouncing into the living room with one plate of hugely stacked pancakes. She gently placed the plate on the table and took a seat on Mr. Grey's other side.
"Good Morning Shane." She smiled, forking a pancake onto her plate. Shane sat up and smiled weakly at his mom. One bad thing about his mom- she was a morning person while he wasn't. That little fact annoyed him to know end, except on the rare days where he was halfway decent as a morning person.
"Morning Mommy." He mumbled. Shane reached up the table and 3 pancakes onto his plate, drizzling the top of them with a heavy amount of store bought maple syrup. His parents chuckled at their nearly unconscious son as he slowly ate his pancakes. Even they could tell that he didn't get any sleep, though they had rather not bring it up. As the non-existing Parent's Official Rule Book said, or paraphrased- 'Let the kid admit his or her own mistake.'
Shane ate in silence while his parents decidedly talked cheerily to each other. Once he was done eating, Shane stood up and carried his empty plate to the kitchen sink. He reached into the kitchen cabinets, grabbing a second mug, and poured himself a cup of coffee which was practically identical to his from that early morning. Once all the 'condiments' when in the drink, Shane sipped a bit of the hot liquid. Surely enough, the coffee began its effect and slowly woke him up. Before he knew it, Shane had chugged the rest of the hot liquid and was left with a burnt tongue.
"Hot! Hot!" He exclaimed, running to the refrigerator. Shane pulled out a carton of milk and started chugging the liquid as if their was no tomorrow. His parents, still sitting at the kitchen table, stared bemused. When the carton was empty and tossed into trashcan, Shane's tongue was still aching with pain. 'Note to self- don't chug coffee unless it's cold.
"Do you need some ice sweetie?" Mrs. Grey called from the kitchen table. Shane shook his head. "I'm fine!" He exclaimed, trying to hide his throbbing tongue. 'At least I'm fully awake now...'
The Grey parents chuckled at their son. He always did silly things once in a while thanks to Jason's influence. Nonetheless, they still weren't truly used to it. Shane playfully glared at his parents. "Don't laugh at me!" He pouted. "I'm sensitive."
Mr. Grey rolled his eyes while Mrs. Grey simply laughed. "You'd better head off to school sweetie." She reminded.
Shane pulled out his cell phone and looked at the time. 7:50 A.M. Everyday, Shane's school started at approximately 8:20, now leaving him with half an hour to rush to school. "I better go than!" He rushed over and kissed his mother on the cheek. His father only shared a nod with his son, but that was better then receiving a kiss his son.
He slung his book bag over one shoulder and rushed out of the house, leaving the door for his parents to lock later. Shane walked about a block until he reached the bus stop. There, he saw a couple of students, varying from Elementary to High School. As he waited with the other students for the bus, Shane was greeted by a great number of people.
"Hey Shane!"
"What's up dude?"
"YO!"
Shane was a pretty popular guy within the student body, even though he was just a Sophomore.
It took about 5 minutes until the public bus finally arrived. Yes, the public bus. It was 4 blocks away from Shane's house if he had chosen to go for the School Bus, but who wants to be filled in a bus with a group of screaming First Graders? One by one, the students lined up into the bus in an orderly fashion. Shane took the last open seat on the bus, which he very much enjoyed. He rested his head on the side of the window, staring outside as the bus began to move. Slowly, Shane watched the houses pass by one by one. Before he knew it, the bus came to another stop.
This time, only 2 people loaded the bus. One, being some Elementary kid, and the other being a familiar girl, which Shane knew as Sierra Johnson. He looked away from the window and at the girl in front of him. She blankly stared at him before simply sitting right beside him. Sierra pushed her glasses back to the crook of her nose, still ignoring Shane. He blankly stared at her before she finally spoke.
"This was the only open seat." She muttered.
Shane nodded knowingly before resting his head on the same spot on the window side. Slowly, the bus began to drive at a soon to quicken pace. A heavy silence overcame Shane and Sierra as the two minded their own business. After nearly 5 minutes, Shane finally decided to speak up.
"So...how are you?" He started.
Sierra continued to stare at the dirty and dusty bus floor. "Are you just trying to squeeze information about Mitchie out of me?" She asked, though she already knew the answer.
"...No." Shane lied. His lying abilities were never that great anyways.
The curly haired girl dryly chuckled. "I'm just dandy. How about you?" She replied sarcastically.
Shane rolled his eyes, finally sitting up from his no longer comfortable position. He turned his head and glared at the girl. "Okay what did I do to you Sierra!?" He asked, both angrily and annoyed. Once again, the girl laughed coldly before finally looking up at the raven haired boy. He practically winced when he felt her cold glare piercing through his soul.
"What did I do to you Sierra!?" She mocked dryly before returning to a stronger and firm voice. "You purposely hurt one of my best friends and you think I'm going to be okay with that!?"
Shane continued to glare at the girl while she continued.
"No. You do not deserve my respect or anything from me. Don't you dare talk to Mitchie or Caitlyn do you understand? They don't deserve some rude guy to come flouncing by and being cruel and lying to them!" And with that, she huffed a deep sigh. Shane's glare stayed the same.
"Are you done?" He asked bluntly, keeping his glare at her. Sierra returned the favor and the two had a short glaring contest before standing up. "Yes." She stood up with her all of her belongings and moved to another seat, filled with 2 complaining Elementary students. Nonetheless, she tuned them out and darkly glared at the road ahead of them.
Shane groaned angrily, slumping lower into his seat. Why did Sierra have to be mad? She wasn't involved. She wasn't even there! This was his and Mitchie battle and she had no right to be mad at him. To Shane, she just needed to learn to back off like Nate was doing.
By the time the bus arrived at the school, it was already 8:00 A.M. The High School students filed out of the bus one by one. Shane laughed bitterly to himself as he watched Sierra swiftly scurry away from him as fast as possible. The walk to school took only a minute, so there was no worry. As he approached the campus, the large building, with the school's name in bright green letters, came into view, as well as the tiny dots, known as the students.
Shane walked past all the students, dodging some of the more extreme students that were skating across the school lawn. His mood quickly brightened when he saw Jason and Nate sitting by the ledge of the large stairs. Like always, Jason had his acoustic guitar with him while Nate was singing along to a song.
"Hey guys." He greeted as he approached the two. Shane tossed his book bag to the ground and took a seat between Jason and Nate.
"Hey Shane." They both greeted at the same time, each giving the raven haired boy 'man-hug', or in Jason's case, just a simple suffocating hug.
"Guess what Shane?" The elder boy asked excitedly.
In response, Shane shrugged. He could tell the 'news' wasn't going to be very exciting, seeing Nate was groaning and rolling his eyes once again. "What Jase?"
"You totally lost the bet!" He exclaimed. Shane frowned. "Sander got hurt first?" He immediately asked. As Jason opened his mouth to reply, Nate got to the answer first.
"Surprisingly, no one was hurt this time." He finished.
"So you both lost!" Jason added cheerfully, followed by a loud chuckle. Shane felt the need to hit his friend on the backside of his head, but resisted the temptation. Once again, Nate rolled his eyes.
"If someone were to get hurt, it would've been Sander. Without as doubt."
"In your whacked out fantasy world." Shane retorted with a smirk. Nate chuckled before returning to his song as Jason once again started playing the same song on his guitar. Shane leaned closer to Nate's side to look at the sheet music. It was one of their newer songs the three had collaborated on. The song was entitled That's Just the Way We Roll. To them, the song meant to stay true to yourself, even if you were the most envied person in the world for being rich.
For the rest of the ten minutes, that's all the three of them did. Sing the song and take turns playing Jason's guitar. For that short moment, Shane's anger was washed away by his friends presence and the song itself. Unfortunately for them, the bell rung, indicating the school day had official started. The three of them waved good-bye to one another and each headed their separate ways.
On his way to his locker, Shane felt tense. Nervously, he looked around until his eyes were locked with Sierra. From her locker, she was coldly glaring at him. She was obviously still holding that grudge, not that Shane really minded.
When Shane arrived to his locker, he yanked it open. Within the small cubicle, there were many large textbooks, each weighing up to 10 pounds each, not to mention the two that were currently resting in Shane's book bag. He took out his History and his Geometry book from his bag, sticking the both of them on the top shelf of his locker. Shane grabbed his Biology I text book and his binder before slamming shut the door. Having Biology for the 1st period of the day was usually a bummer- no one really listened in there.
Shane walked down the hallway and up the large staircase. In his mind, he was still thinking about the previous day's events. Lying to Mitchie, Jason almost finding out about ThisIsMe123, the party, hurting and fighting with Mitchie, and then going home and chatting with ThisIsMe123 for hours. It really was a bad day yesterday. All of a sudden, a massive thought came to mind. Mitchie Torres, along with her fierce and fearful right hand woman Caitlyn Gellar, was in his first period class. The thought made Shane groan. 'I'm going to feel guilty before lunch. Great.' He thought angrily.
Though it didn't seem like a big deal, Shane knew exactly where the two sat- one table back from his on the opposite side. Usually, he'd never pay attention to the girls, but today, Nate was right. He did feel a little bit guilty, but not enough to apologize to her.
Shane was one of the last to enter the classroom, like usual. To his surprise, both Mitchie and Caitlyn weren't there. 'They're probably just late today. Girls and their makeup.' He thought as he approached his seat. His seat neighbor, as well as Biology partner, was Sander Loya. Once Shane took a seat, Sander turned to greet him.
"Sup man?"
Before Shane could respond, the bell once again rang and the teacher stood up to speak. "Good Morning Class." The teacher, Mr. Diaria, said unenthusiastically. The class, not so collectively, responded with 'Good Morning."
"Now class, today, we will be learning about the wonderful subject of...drum roll please."
And at cue, a boy, Andy, sitting behind Shane began to tap on the desk like a drum. Mr. Diaria glared at the boy. "Not literally Mr. Stevens." The class erupted in laughter while Andy simply shrugged it off.
"As I was saying, today we will be learning about Fruits and Vegetables." The class all had the same opinion and groaned in unison. However, Mr. Diaria had no care. "I know that we are all very excited. Open your book to page 145." He commanded, which was obeyed by the class.
While the teacher was giving a lecture to the class, Shane couldn't help but stare at the two empty seats. Where were the two? Usually, Mitchie never missed a day of class, thanks to the influence of her friend Sierra. 'Did the two of them get injured on their way back from the party? Maybe Mitchie skipped school because of me...' The thoughts only made Shane feel guiltier. It happened in life. People would get so fed up with the bullying and resort to homeschooling.
Shane continued thinking of different reasons for their absence until a loud slam hit the desk. He immediately broke out of his thoughts and met face to face with Mr. Diaria's large face. Shane's left out twitched as he leaned away from the teacher.
"Mr. Grey, I will not tolerate day dreaming in my class do you understand?"
Shane feebly nodded while Mr. Diaria, now fully satisfied, returned to his lesson of how to distinguish the difference between fruits and vegetables. The rest of first period, Shane paid no attention to the lesson and when the bell rung, he was the first to rush out of class.
He took out his thick Green literature book from his locker, as well as a different binder, and tossed his Biology supplies into his locker. He headed back towards the entrance of the school to look for one person, who also happened to share his second class period. Before he even got far, the person he had been looking for turned the corner. When theirs eyes locked, the girl quickened her pace down the hallway, but was quickly caught up by Shane.
"Sierra, where's Mitchie and Caitlyn?" He asked straightforwardly.
She gave him a cold glare, similar to the one from the earlier ones, before finally answering. "I don't have to tell you." Sierra retorted quite rudely before heading her way to the English II classroom. Shane groaned and sprinted after her.
"Come on Sierra! Tell me please!" He exclaimed as the two entered the classroom. She held no response to him and tried to tune him out by pulling out a book to read. Shane rolled his eyes and took his seat at the back of the room. Already in the back sat one of the most popular girls in the school- Tess Tyler and one of her two best friends, Peggy Dupree.
"Hi Shane!" She exclaimed/shrieked loudly. Peggy shot Shane a sympathetic smile before also greeting him, only not as excited.
"Hey." He responded casually, taking his seat in front of Tess. The blonde giggled at him and leaned forward.
"So Shane, did you come to the party last night? I didn't see you at all!" Tess said in a somewhat overly dramatic tone. Shane smiled weakly. "I had to leave early to...clean my hair." He lied. From behind him, he could hear Peggy trying to cover her giggles. Tess on the other hand just kept talking.
"Oh that's understandable!" She explained. "I cleaned my hair like three times before going downstairs to the party." Shane only nodded, not really caring.
As class once again started, Shane's mind wandered off. This time, he was once again thinking about ThisIsMe123 and his dream. It was making him mad that he couldn't meet the girl in real life. She was his Internet Girl, one that seemed to be a replica of a girl you'd find in Shakespeare's text.
Was it really healthy to be dreaming about someone you met on the Internet? This was another reason that Shane couldn't tell anyone, not even his parents, his friends or ThisIsMe123 herself. They would all assume that he either went mental or became an Internet addict- both which were probably true.
Shane's thoughts were once again broken when a folded piece of paper flew over his head and landed in front of him. Hesitantly, Shane grabbed the note and unfolded it. The note was from none other then Tess Tyler. In her big bubble girlie penmanship, the piece of paper read:
Hey Shane! Are you gonna come to my party next week? My mom got Hannah Montana to come and perform for us!! It's VIP only so of course you're invite! Along with the many others known for their popularity. So are you coming? Please say yes! It'll be so fun! You can bring Nate and Jason too!
-Tess Tyler xoxo
Shane mentally shuttered. He was probably the guy Tess was chasing after this week. He both wanted and didn't want to go. He wanted to go just to make fun of Nate, but he didn't want to because of ThisIsMe123. Yeah, he'd rather talk to her than the popular girl.
To clear his thoughts, Shane finally decided to pay attention. Ironically, today was the class's start of reading a different book. "Starting today." The English II Teacher, Ms. Oken, was talking dramatically. "We will be reading Shakespeare's Tragedy- Romeo & Juliet! Who in here knows the concept of the book?"
No one raised their hands, or even attempted to answer. Ms. Oken sighed, disapproved by her students' lack of literature knowledge. "It's about a boy and a girl who meet each other and fall in love at first sight! They eventually find out that they are forbidden to love each other due to their family's hatred towards each other."
Nonetheless, the students still said nothing, some barely paying attention to the teacher. Ms. Oken once again sighed. "We will also be watching the 1996 adaptation of the movie which stars some of your favorite actors/actresses." She finished plainly. This time, the students cheered, thankful to have a few free days to just watch a movie.
"Tonight, I will be nice and give you an easy assignment. I want you all to make an inference of what will happen at the end and tomorrow, we will start reading the book."
As if on time, the school bell once again rung and the students one by one filed out of the room. Shane, being one of the last to exit the room, returned to his locker. His next class would be Geometry, which luckily he had with Nate. He repeated the same actions from the previous intervals between classes and went on his way to Geometry. When he arrived in the classroom, Nate was already sitting in his seat, directly in front of Shane's. The two exchanged greetings before both comparing homework answers.
"Shane, a four sided polygon isn't called a Triangle." Nate explained matter-of-factly. "It's called a Quadrilateral." Shane rolled his eyes and changed all of his answers to match identically to Nate's. The two placed their papers in the appropriate basket and returned to their desk. The others students were starting to enter the classroom one by one. Shane used the opportunity to annoy Nate.
"So Nate, me, you, and Jason are invited to go to Tess's party next week." Nate stared at him blankly.
"And your point?"
"Do you want to go? Hannah Montana is going to be there. Maybe you could ask her out?" Shane smirked. His friend glared at him and told him to 'shut up' before turning around angrily. Shane chuckled at his friend as the bell rung and class started once more.
Today, the Geometry Lesson was about the Polygon Sum Theorem, which was how to find the interior angles of a polygon. Once again, Shane zoned out. For the rest of the hour, he paid no attention to the Geometry Teacher, Mrs. Smith. The same went for his fourth period Art I class with the teacher Mr. Hanson.
When lunch time came, Shane left his stuff at his usual table, which usual sat himself, Nate, Jason, and sometimes Barron James and Sander Loya. Today, the cafeteria was serving a steaming slice of pepperoni pizza or chicken nuggets with a choice of salad, a variety of fruits, and multitude of drinks, varying from plain water to the tasteless Gatorade® to pop from the machines. Shane returned to his lunch table with a slice of pizza, an apple, and a bottle of water.
Already at the table, Jason and Nate were arguing once again. Jason had a similar meal to Shane- pizza, water, salad-, while Nate had chicken, salad and water. Shane chuckled when he was in earshot of their conversations.
"Nate how could you eat chicken? It's a bird!"
"Dude, pepperoni is a pig!"
"So? That's not a bird!"
"Guys!" Shane exclaimed as he took a seat beside Jason. The two immediately stopped arguing and greeted Shane. "Barron and Sander are sneaking off campus for lunch." Jason stated proudly.
The three continued eating their meal, as well as starting a conversation about Tess's Hannah Montana party, which only made Nate annoyed and amused the other two, and they talked about music in general. Once in a while, Shane would glance around the cafeteria, seeing Sierra sitting with other students from the AP Mandarin Chinese class. Luckily, she didn't seem angered for a moment, though she didn't notice his gaze on her.
Nearly everyone in the lunch room was caught off guard when the cafeteria door slammed wide open, revealing two girls, one that was familiar and the other unfamiliar. From the entrance, Caitlyn Gellar casually walked in with her laptop bag slung over her shoulder and a book bag over the other. She was dressed in her colorful and unique style, which included Converse high tops. Following behind Caitlyn was the girl that caught everyone's attention. She had a darker shade of brown hair with bangs that fell above her eyebrows and was mostly wearing dark, but still natural makeup, such as black eyeliner, black mascara, and pink lipstick. The girl wore a vintage red graphic tee with a grey unbuttoned vest over it. She wore black skinny jeans, which matched both her eyeliner and her nail polish, and a pair of matching boots, ones that reached nearly up to her knees. Everyone who was watching was confused on who this girl was, except Shane, bearing wide shocked eyes, could immediately tell who it was.
"Mitchie?" He whispered softly.
A/N: Yay this is the longest chapter yet! :3 4,000 + words ^^ I bet a bunch of you were hoping for the Mitchie action in this chapter huh? To tell you guys the truth, I planned on it, but then the chapter got too big so I'm splitting it in two :3 I'm proud of myself. I actually wrote this the day after I finished and submitted Chapter 5 =D Now enough of me, the next chap will be the 'action' one xDD Reviews welcomed ^^
I was planning to post this at Christmas, but I just really wanted to post it now xDD So Chapter 7 will probably be the last chapter until 2009 :D Merry early Christmas and a Happy early new year to everyone if I don't tell you that xD
Disclaimer: I don't own Internet Girl, Camp Rock, That's Just the Way We Roll, Hannah Montana, Camp Rock, Gatorade®, Converses, the 1996 movie- Romeo + Juliet, or 'Romeo and Juliet'. :D So much lol
P.S: Thanks to Denell for giving me so many suggestions and recommendations help about this chapter and the following :D I know I pretty much sucked up the description of Mitchie huh? XD
Oh and yeah, I got the name 'Mr. Diaria' from Hannah Montana xD