Mitchie POV:
Well today is the day I meet Charlie and Shane's parents. I look down at my nice jeans, brown boots, a white top white with lace with a brown skinny belt, and a brown cardigan. I curled my hair and put on a little make up. I walk out of my room and Shaneis sitting on the couch wearing a black plaid shirt, jeans, and a pair of gray vans.
''Hey you ready to go?" I nod and we walk out to his car. I slide in the passenger seat as he gets in the drivers and starts the car. He takes my hand and I look over at him smiling.
"Mitchie you look beautiful." I blush.
"Thank you." He grins.
"I'm nervous." I whisper.
"Mitch don't worry they will love you." I grin.
"Okay." I whisper. Minutes later we pull into a modern sized looking two story hour with a really long driveway and Shane parks his car in the drive. We get out and he knocks on the door. A girl about my height with brown curly hair that flows down to her waist and big brown eyes like Shane's opens the gives her a hug and she invites us inside.
"It's really nice to meet you Mitchie." She says. "I'm Charlie." I smile as the three of us take a seat on the couch.
"Hi." I tell her nicely. She smiles and I can tell that she's Shane's sister.
"Mom and Dad left a few minutes ago and should be back soon." I nod and glance a Shane. Charlie is wearing a pair of light jeans, a dark purple top with ruffles, a half jean jacket that matches her jeans and black boots with her jeans tucked inside, nothing to fancy and I suddenly don't feel so nervous. I hear a car pull in the drive and moments later a man and women enter. Shane's parents. I put on a smile as his mother comes over to me.
"Mitchie it is really nice to finally meet the girl who my son can't shut up about." His mother says and I smile even bigger. His father shakes my hand with a grin.
"It's nice to meet you too." I reply. His mother smiles as we take a seat beside Charlie again.
"So Michie tell us about yourself." His mom says.
"Well my full name is Mitchie Lynn Torres, I started singing at age five, playing the guitar at age seven and the panio at age ten. I live with my mom. my dad and my best friends are Sarah Morgan and Caitlyn Gellar. I am a sophmore in high school and am sixteen years old, turning seventeen the Steptember." His mother grins. ha
"Shane tells me that the two of you met at Camp Rock two summers ago." His father says.
"Yeah we did." Shane answers. His parents grin.
"Its nice to know that you to both share a love for music." His father says.
"Mitch do you mind if I show them our video?" Shane asks me.
"No I don't mind." I reply as Shane gets up and disapeers from the room.
"Charlie what school do you go to?" I question.
"Lincoln High about forty-five minutes from here, but I'm transforing to Jackson next week."
"Really?" I ask.
"Yeah why?"
"Because I go to Jackson." I answer. She smiles.
"Well I look forward to going to school with you." She says with excitment in her voice. "At least i'll know someone." Shane comes back later with his laptop and the video pulled up. He plays the video and his parents and Charlie clap and beam.
"Mitchie you were wonderful." His mother says.
"Thank you." I reply. She smiles and Shane kisses my forehead. I turn to Charlie.
"Do you sing?" I ask.
"I play panio and gutiar a little, but i'm not that great." She says shrugging.
"Oh please Char your wonderful." Shane tells his sister. Charlie rolls her eyes hugging him.
"Thank you Shane." He smiles.
"Your welcome sis." I smile, maybe today is okay. What was I worried about?