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 13- Overloaded Day
The final bell of the day run throughout the school as students rushed out. Of course, everyone was excited for the end of the day; after all, it was Friday! The perfect opportunity for monster sized parties at night, hanging out with friends, watching movies, etc. In fact, the majority of the school had one thing to prepare for- the perfect Friday Night Date.
Amongst the rushing students, Shane and Mitchie walked side-by-side to the girl's locker, both wearing equally bright smiles on their faces. "So..." Shane trailed off as Mitchie opened her locker door. "Tonight at 6?" He asked eagerly. The two originally planned to host their 'get together' immediately after school, that is until Mitchie received a text from her mother, stating that she needed her daughters help for a wedding that she was catering for at the last minute. The girl reluctantly agreed, so the time was changed.
The brunette girl looked up at him, hers eyes connecting to his. "And what are we going to be doing exactly?" She questioned.
"Why we are going out for dinner of course! To a great and sophisticated place that I found."
Mitchie smirked at the boy. "McDonald's isn't what I'd call sophisticated Shane."
Shane pouted. "You're mean Mitch. Maybe I should take someone else out to dinner." He retorted in a playful voice. "And by the ways, McDonald's isn't all bad."
"Yeah, it is. Haven't you seen Super Size Me? Talk about death in a patty."
"So I'm guessing you don't want to have dinner with me?" Shane cocked his eyebrow. "It's fine, I'll just go find another girl, maybe Tess Tyler?" His lips curved into a victorious grin as Mitchie fake gagged.
"I'll come, just to save you from being desperate. So where are we going?"
Shane cleared his throat and stood up straight. "To a wonderful place I'd like to call The River Bistro." He answered in a cheesy French accent. "So dress nice mademoiselle."
Mitchie couldn't help but laugh at his accent. "So do I have to wear a dress?" She asked in between laughs.
"Either that, or we can dress as casually and get laughed at. I don't mind either way."
"Dress it is!" She exclaimed happily. "I'll have my mom drop me off since I have to help her move everything in the van. Do we need reservations?"
"No worries mademoiselle, it's all covered thanks to moi!" Shane grinned happily. "Are you sure you don't want me to pick you up?"
"Absitively posolutely! Just focus on a nice formal dress shirt or something okay?"
Shane nodded back. "Alright. See you at 7." The two exchanged farewells before heading off in separate directions. Just as the raven haired boy turned the corner to go to his locker, he was stopped by a much older boy.
"Hola Shane!" The boy, identified as Jason, exclaimed cheerily. Before Shane could even say anything, he continued on. "Guess what!?"
The raven haired boy shrugged. "You kissed Nate too?" He answered, reminiscing back to the early morning's events. Jason wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"Gross." He muttered, before his news came back to mind. "No! I got my license!" The older boy exclaimed, flailing his arms in the air. "I can legally drive now! And we won't be stuck with the smelly kids and the old people!"
Shane laughed at his friend's bluntness. "Congrats man."
"Thanks."
Just as Shane attempted to walk past him, Jason pulled the younger boy back by the arm. "Me, you, and Nate are gonna go celebrate tonight too!"
"Actually Jase-"
"Oooh Barron and Sander might come too!"
"Well I-"
"And we get to go to that gorgeous lake out in the valley."
"I'm going on a-"
"We can go camping and hunting and canoing-"
"But-"
"- and we can do story telling while making s'mores!"
"I promised-"
"We get to go to the part with the waterfall! Ooh and there's a tire swing and a rope so we can swing into the lake!"
Shane's eyes widened. "Dude! Count me in!" He exclaimed, his date with Mitchie now completely fading out of his mind by the second. "What time are we meeting up?"
"Right after school at my house! But don't forget to bring your swimming junk!"
The raven haired boy nodded quickly. "Don't leave without me okay? I just gotta go home and get changed first."
"You got it." The two waved good-bye to each other and rushed off in separate directions, leaving only the memory of the almost existing 'Smitche' date.
Fifteen minutes later, Shane was darting from the bus stop towards Jason's house. He just dropped all of his school books and supplies in his room, changed his clothes to something more swimming appropriate, and ran towards the bus stop, after grabbing a towel to dry off in, extra clothes, and sun screen. He left a note on the counter to explain to his mother about his whereabouts, knowing that she'd be fine as long as he was with Nate and Jason.
"Hey guys!" He shouted to the group of familiar boys as they came to view. "Don't leave me!" Shane whined just as Barron was finally closing the nearly full trunk of Jason's Lamborghini. Upon hearing the boy's voice, the rapper quickly released his hold on the handle of the trunk, which opened itself up. Shane thanked the boy and tossed in his belongings before firmly shutting the trunk. He hopped into the passenger seat of the car, greeting the rest of the group as well.
"We almost left you." Nate said in a annoyed tone, his arms crossed over his chest.
Before Shane could retort, Jason threw his arm over Shane's shoulder. "Ignore him Shane. He's just worried that someone might steal our spot."
The curly haired boy frowned. "People always fight for that spot." He answered defensively. "I just wanna get there before some annoying group of guys come to claim our spot as theirs."
Everyone, except Nate, laughed. "Don't worry man." Barron started. "We can just beat those punks out anyways." Jason nodded happily, a smile plastered on his face. "Or we could get the cops to arrest them." Sander added.
"Well, let's just go." Nate mumbled, buckling on his seat belt.
Jason nodded once again, only this time, he held a firm expression. "Okay then. Everyone here with everything they need?"
The four other boys answered 'Yes' in return before Jason started up the engine. "And off we go!" He exclaimed as he started down the street, pumping one fist in the air.
The drive took quite a lengthy amount of time until they finally arrived to the desired location. There was a traffic jam on the interstate, as well as the fact they had to drive out of the large city known as Los Angeles. Overall, the drive took a good full hour, without any speeding of any type of course.
"We're finally here!" Jason exclaimed as he parked the car. The group nearly jumped out of the car, excitement overwhelming them. There were a few people at the main parts of the lake and quite a number of people at the waterfall spot. Nonetheless, there was a decently sized space for the boys., as well as smaller spaces for other people. There would usually be more people, but since they did live in L.A, most people chose to go to the beach for a swim.
"Get it before someone else does!" Nate shouted in slight horror, watching a few more cars were entering the dirt filled parking lots. The alarmed group quickly grabbed their personal belongings, as well as many of the chairs, foods, and other things. After Jason quickly locked his Lamborghini, the five raced towards the single spot that was left. Luckily, the newly arrived groups of people focused on going to the spots that were now being unoccupied by people that had already taken a swim.
Shane smiled. "We totally got the best spot!" He exclaimed. Across the are of the lake they were at, there were only about 10 groups of people, mainly the elderly looking for a peaceful place to relax, leaving the boys with a great spot to claim- right beside the tree with the rope and tire swing.
"First one in is a loser!" Jason exclaimed as he swung into the lake, using the worm out piece of rope. The four boys blankly stared at his figure making a splash before bursting into a fit of laughter.
"H-he said first one!" Shane howled in amusement. He fell to the ground and was rolling around, clutching his stomach. "It hurts to laugh!"
The older boy's now wet head popped back up to the surface. "I don't get it!" He shouted with a confused expression.
"It's last one in Jason." Nate yelled back before climbing onto the rope.
"Ohh."
One at a time, each boy swung into the lake using the rope. They were about to play a quick game of Marco Polo when Nate's face paled. "Guys." He whispered in a pained voice.
The four boys turned their attention to the youngest boy, each confused by his expression. "Are you okay Nate?" Shane questioned him. The curly haired boy shook his head slowly.
"There's something in the water."
Shane rolled his eyes. "It's called people." He retorted sarcastically.
Nate's frightened expression fell as he narrowed his eyes at the raven haired boy. "Enough with the sarcasm I-" Before he could continue, the younger boy was pulled downwards into the lake. Each of the four boys stared at the spot Nate was floated in with a scared expression.
"Where'd he go?" Jason wondered in horror. The boys started swimming away from Nate's spot and huddled closer towards each other. "Maybe we should call the cops..." Suddenly, each of the boys felt something brush against their feet. The four of them froze.
"What the-" Barron started. Before he could finish his sentence, he, along with the rest of the boys, heard a loud 'Boo!' behind them, before being tackled. There, now sitting victoriously on top of the four boys, was a mischievously smiling Caitlyn and Nate.
"Haha you guys are such wimps." The girl chuckled, wrapping her arms around Nate.
The boys shoved the two off of themselves as reality collected itself in each of their minds. "So it was a prank?" Sander stated monotonously, though he knew the answer. "We got pranked by them? I can't believe it!"
The two pranksters laughed. "Believe it." Nate answered, still trying to contain his laughter.
Shane narrowed his eyes at the two. "Ha ha." He mocked annoyed. The group continued to swim around on their own, happy that there wasn't a monster in the lake. Nealy an hour later, a thought came to Shane.
"Isn't it ironic that you're here the same time that we are?"
Caitlyn flushed. "My grandparents wanted some relaxation so I decided to tag along. And then I ran into you guys" She explained with a cheeky grin. All eyes turned to Nate, who blushed. "What?" He asked innocently.
"Dude, I thought this was going to be a guys night out?" Barron said, though in a questioning tone.
Caitlyn nodded excitedly. "And it still is! Only, you have a girl added to your party."
Jason shrugged indifferently. "Fine by me." He said. "The more the merrier!"
Barron and Sander nodded in agreement, leaving Shane to be the only one not content about the resolution. "So could've invited..." His face turned pale. "Mitchie!' His mind screamed. 'I forgot about Mitchie!' He swam over to Nate and pulled his arm, glancing at the water proof watch on his arm. 'It's nearly 6!'
The group stared at Shane as he continued to panic, all with a bemused expression. "Shane..." Nate started. "Are you okay?"
The boy immediately shook his head. "I was suppose to go out with..." He couldn't even bring himself to say her name! "...this one girl. She's gonna kill me!"
Jason swam over to Shane and pat his shoulder. "Don't worry buddy. Just send her a text and tell her you can't make it. She'll be fine." The boy hesitated at first, but nodded in agreement. He swam towards the shore and began digging through his duffel bag of supplies. "Where is it?" He muttered frantically, shuffling through all of his stuff to find his phone. "It's not in here!" Suddenly, memories flooded into his mind. 'It's on the counter...with the note...'
Without any other reasoning, Shane leaped towards Nate's pile of junk and began digging for the younger boy's phone. He could hear Nate's shouts to him. Regardless, he continued on with his task of finding the phone. At the very bottom of the bag, Shane found Nate's slim iPhone and pulled it out. He scrolled through the task until coming up to Mitchie's number and began typing his text.
Sorry Mitch. Can't make it. Had something else to do. Maybe some other time? Text me or call me okay?
-I'm sorry! Shane
As the raven haired boy pushed the send button, he felt relieved. At least he now he could enjoy the celebration in peace, as well as knowing Mitchie wouldn't be angry for not showing up.
Mitchie, dressed in a knee high black dress, tapped her fingers on the table top. The wedding scheduled an hour earlier, so she had time to help her mom and find a nice dress to wear. Just as she was getting out of the catering van, her mother's voice broke her thoughts.
"Honey, can I borrow your phone for the night?" Connie asked politely. "I left mine at home so there's not time to go back and get it." Mitchie, always being the one to respect her elders, agreed and handed over the phone. She felt safe that her mother promised to not read any of her texts, as well as turning off the phone during the wedding.
Now, she sat by her self at a table meant for two, with two cups of water in front of her. One was nearly empty, while the other only had melting ice within. Mitchie sighed heavily, not even noticing a waiter reluctantly approaching her.
"Are you ready to order ma'am?"
Mitchie looked up, a frown all over her face. "Not yet. My date should be arriving at any moment." She said, glancing at the restaurant clock. It now read 7:30 P.M. Once again, she sighed. 'Any minute Mitchie. Just hold out a little bit longer...'
After swimming for another hour, the group of five finally decided they were done for the day. They were currently sitting around a big campfire, each wearing his or her on blanket. Jason, Barron, and Sander were happily roasting marshmallows over the large flame.
"Mmm these are gonna be good!" Jason exclaimed.
Shane smiled at the older boy's excitement. "Just don't burn the marshmallows dude." He smirked, only to earn a raspberry blown at him.
"Very mature." Nate stated jokingly.
Jason pouted. "Don't be mean!" He exclaimed. "I just might be tempted to leave you two here tonight!" The older boy resumed his outdoor cooking as Sander went off to retrieve the chocolate bars and graham crackers.
Quickly afterwards, Shane began to grow bored of watching the three make the s'mores, so he turned his attention to Nate and Caitlyn, who were currently sitting side by side, sharing a quiet talk no one could hear. He couldn't help but sigh. 'That could've been me and Mitchie at the River Bistro...' His mind trailed off. 'No Shane! Don't be jealous. Nate lost an awesome girl so you should be happy. Jason got his license so you should be happy too!" His lips curved into a soft smile. 'I wonder what Mitchie's doing...probably homework...'
Once again, Mitchie turned to the clock for what felt like the tenth time in a row. Every 5 minute since 7, she had been ready for Shane to come in any minute. Her eyes focused on the door ninety percent of the time, but he never came in.
"Ma'am, are you gonna be okay?" The same waiter for the previous hour asked. Reluctantly, Mitchie nodded slowly. "Just...give him 10 more minutes." She answered hoarsely. The waiter nodded before walking off. He had been coming to check on her every 10 to 20 minutes. Nonetheless, the only thing Mitchie had ordered was a Caesar Salad and multiple water refills.
Looking around the restaurant, the brunette so several couples, each with happy smiles. It was at that point, she felt tears welling in her eyes. 'I can't believe I actually thought he was a good guy.' The waiter noticed Mitchie's nearly quiet sobs and approached her. "Do you need me to call your parents?" He asked gently.
Mitchie said nothing, only crying even more. She simply nodded and used her haired to try and cover her eyes. Luckily, everyone else in the restaurant was too absorbed in what they were doing to notice. 'I'm through with him.' She thought bitterly as tears streamed down her cheeks and onto her dress.
At about 9:30, Shane finally arrived home after the long drive back. He, and the rest of the guys, were hesitant to ride home with Jason, especially since it was dark out and the fact they were driving on bumpy rodes.
Once he entered the kitchen, he saw his parents sitting in there, waiting on his return. His mother was sitting on one stool, sending him a toothy grin as she took small sips of hot chocolate, while his father sat on the opposite counter stool reading a newspaper.
"Hey mom, hey dad." Shane said, eying the two suspiciously. "What'd I miss?"
Mrs. Grey hopped off the stool, leaving her mug of steamy hot chocolate on the counter. "Shane honey, what is the number one rule we agreed on about you going out?" The raven haired boy paused a moment, trying to collect the few rules he was to obey. "Come home by curfew?" He answered unsure.
The older mom stared at him blankly before shaking it off. "Okay what's the second number one rule we have?" She asked, her grin only growing bigger.
Shane flushed. He knew what his mother was talking about. She always liked to mess with him, just to get to her case and have him admit that he was wrong. And it always worked, even against her very own husband.
"Bring my phone in case of an emergency."
"Very good!" His mother clapped her hands together and quickly opened her hands up again, revealing Shane's iPhone. "Lookie what I found." She smiled.
Shane chuckled weakly. "Is it still appropriate for me to say I'm sorry?" He asked with a charming, but sheepish smile. His mother playfully rolled her eyes in response. "Yes."
"I'm sorry Mommy."
The raven haired boy gave his mother a quick hug before she shoved his phone back into his hands. "Don't let it happen again sweetie." Mrs. Grey grabbed her hot chocolate and walked into the living room. "Come on honey." She shouted to her husband. "I think we can squeeze in an episode of Love Contract before bedtime."
Mr. Grey chuckled lightly as he stood up, still holding his newspaper, and followed his wife's path. As he approached his son, the older man ruffled Shane's hair. "You're worse then I am son." He teased.
Shane playfully stuck his tongue out at his father's retreating figure. "I have freaks for parents." He stated jokingly. 'Internet time!'
The raven haired boy hopped up the stairs, and on his way, he checked his phone for any messages, especially from Mitchie. There were a few forwards, which were quickly erased, as well as a few texts from Jason or Nate, but their weren't any from Mitchie, leaving Shane to frown.
He quickly lightened up as he hopped onto his comfy bed and pulled his laptop in front of in. As usual, the device was still on. Shane went straight for his email,and was quite satisfied to find one message from ThisIsMe123. It felt like forever since the two last chatted.
I need a friend to keep me from being swallowed in my own self pity X( IM?
-ThisIsMe123
Shane went on with his usual routine of quickly opening a new window to go to the messenger system and then logging in as if his life depended on it. As usual, ThisIsMe123 was the only one online. At first, the boy expected his friend to start the conversation with him, but when nothing came, he typed his message to her.
ElRockstar15- Friend reporting for duty :D What's the sitch?
ThisIsMe123- I thought I asked for Popstar, not Kim Possible XD
ElRockstar15- Hey, I have identity issues xD Sue me!!
ThisIsMe123- Gladly (:
ThisIsMe123- Ugh today sucked so bad!
ElRockstar15- Tell me about it? You need to release your anger :3
ThisIsMe123- To sum it all up, the great guy I told you about yesterday turned into Dr. Jerk-o and stood me up. The workers had to call my mom because I was so upset! Do you realize how embarrassing that is? Ugh I'm never going to forgive him! Dx
ElRockstar15- Wow :O And I actually thought the dude was pretty cool too. I guess we both had a terrible judge of character there. I'm sorry.
ThisIsMe123- So am I
ElRockstar15- If it makes you feel any better, I had to cancel my date with this really cool girl. We were gonna have a fancy dinner at this great place. We were gonna dress all sophisticated and just have a great time, but I couldn't make it.
ThisIsMe123- Now that is how to treat a lady! Why couldn't my date be as sensible as you?
ElRockstar15- Cause he lacks intelligence? XD Get this, she thought I was going to take her to McDonald's!
Shane waited for a moment for her reply, but nothing came. He cocked his head to the side in confusion. "Hello?" The boy asked aloud, though he knew she couldn't hear him, so instead, he typed his question.
ElRockstar15- Hello? :O
ThisIsMe123- Do me a favor and give me the honesty that I need today. What's your real name? Just at least tell me your first name, I won't tell anyone.
Shane hesitated. What if this person turned out to be someone atrocious, like Tess Tyler? Or someone just plain stalkerish and creepy, also like Tess Tyler? Or even worse, one of those old ladies that rode the bus everyday and tried to start conversations with him. Even thought anything was possible, the boy slowly typed in his reply, one letter at a time.
ElRockstar15- Shane
The next thing he knew, the only reply he got wasn't even a real reply. Shane just kept reading and then re-reading the same message repeatedly.
ThisIsMe123 has logged off.
A/N: Eep I apologize for the late update! Nearly a month Dx I'm so sorry. I've been preoccupied with school so now writing time :D If it makes you all feel any better, it took me 3 days to write this XD Though it wasn't consecutive days xDD Oooh and I finally turned 16 :O I'm at the legal age to drive! Except I have no driving intelligence what-so-ever, nor do I own a permit/license xDD Oh well.
Anyways, I hope this chapter was enough to be filled as an apology :D I had this planned for a while, but a bit differently :D I shall try to update as soon as possible, but I can't make any promises. Reviews are welcomed!
Disclaimer- There was probably a bunch of media references, so I still own none of those, as well as absolutely nothing :D