Summery: Mitchie Torres doesn't know anything about her step-brother/lover Shane Grey ever since she lost her memory. Alex and Nate hypnotized Shane into forgetting her. They're both at Camp Rock now, sharing a cabin. What happens when Connie does something to Mitchie that makes Shane mad enough to call the police? What happens when Samantha Swan, (Taylor Swift), shows up? What happens when one of them remembers? Will there be a Smitchie? Read and find out...
A/N: I want to thank everyone for reviewing, thank you! Things get a little...cozy in this chapter...ok I had some mistakes in the last chapter, I apologize - Shane got hypnotized seven months ago, not a year ago. Mitchie is sixteen and he's seventeen. It's because my friend Ribbon posted it for me without asking. (Long story short - I said I wanted to post yesterday night but couldn't, so she posted it for me even though it was not edited. She apologizes.) READ! REVIEW! COOKIES!
Disclaimer: I wish.
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Who Are You Again?
By IWantAWerewolfToImprintOnMe
Chapter Two: Attraction
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"You have to share a cabin with Shane Grey since you're the only girl in this camp who is not in love with him," Brown told Mitchie, filled with grief at the fact that she won't even remember him, her favorite uncle, "The cabin he was suppose to stay in had some bad plumbing and there wasn't enough room to put you in with another girl..."
"Can't he share with a boy?"
"No, all the girl and boy cabins are full, sorry." Brown lied. He wanted to get Shane and Mitchie back together. That was Richard's last request. He was going to fulfill it.
"Alright." Mitchie said, defeated, "Where is the cabin?"
"I'll take you there. Here let me help you," Brown said, carrying her suitcase.
They made small talk on there way to the cabin. It was bigger then the other cabins and better looking. "It was originally for staff but the plumbing in the other cabin is broken so you get to stay here." Brown told her as he opened the door.
It was beautiful inside, with a soft brown carpet and soft blue beanbags, a small beige coffee table, a kitchen, and one room.
"Only one room?" Mitchie asked, biting her lip.
"Two beds, though, don't worry Mitchie." Brown said, "Shane will be here in five minutes. I will introduce you two and then leave you to hang around. The assembly starts in ten minutes."
SHANE GREY.
Stupid Uncle Brown was going to make him share a cabin with a girl. "She's not a Connect Three fan." He had told him. Fantastic. He entered the cabin.
The girl there was shorter then him, with brown hair, pale skin, and brown eyes. She's kind of cute, Shane thought, smiling. The girl turned to face him with a confused, shocked, and sort of embarrassed look on her face. He felt his heart go faster at her small smile and blush on her cheeks.
"Shane, this is Emilia Michelle Torres."
"Mitchie." She said, "Call me Mitchie." She held out her hand. He shook it, trying to look her in the eyes, but she was busy looking at the brown carpet.
"Shane Grey, but you probably already knew that." He smirked, not letting go, as she turned slightly red and smiled at his eyes. They let go of each other's hand.
"Shane, can I talk to you for a second?" Brown asked. Shane nodded and went outside with his uncle, wondering what he was going to say. "Shane James Grey, I want you to treat Mitchie with the respect she deserves. She is a good girl; don't do anything to lose her. Don't hurt please." Shane nodded sincerely. The last thing he wanted to do is lose her. He felt attracted to her and wanted to get to know her better. His uncle could see that he was serious and meant it. He softened up as he said, "Alright Shane. The assembly starts in four minutes."
MITCHIE
Mitchie sat on the soft brown carpet, stroking it, blushing. This was the exact same "Shay" from her dreams. But why him? Her mother had banned his band from their house. Alex. He was two years older then her. Alex. Was this Alex's boyfriend? Her head hurt. She shook the thoughts away
The door opened.
"Hey Mitchie. The assembly starts soon. I would go with you but I don't want to get mobbed by crazy girls." Shane said, "If you want to just hang here with me that would be cool. They just tell you about Camp Rock and all that."
"Um...I'll stay." Mitchie said, ignoring the fact that her mother was going to kill her for talking to Shane Grey. "We can play twenty questions."
"Ok. I'll start...first boyfriend?"
"Um...I - I really can't answer that question because I lost my memory a year ago. Don't remember anything. I had boyfriend two months ago but my mom made me break up with him because she said he didn't really like me, he just wanted my virginity." Mitchie was red by the time she finished.
"Who's your mom?"
"Connie Torres." Mitchie answered automatically, "The cook here."
"Who's your favorite person in your family?" Mitchie asked Shane.
"My...adopted sister Alex. Well...um...actually my mom left my dad a couple years ago, my dad died half a year ago, and he left me with a neighbor who has a goddaughter. She's my favorite out of everyone." He said.
Mitchie's head hurt. Alex wasn't his girlfriend?
"Do you have a pet?" Mitchie asked.
"Yeah, I have four dogs, Grey, Shay-la, Mitch, and Jake. Shay-la's a cross between a Cairn, West Highland and Airedale terrier...Jake is a Staffordshire bull terrier...and Grey and Mitch are white and black huskies." Shane said. "Do you have any pets?"
"No. My mum says that my pets wouldn't like me." Mitchie said, half-smiling.
Your mom sound like a jerk, Shane thought, who WOULDN'T like you? You're amazing.
The game continued until they were up to five hundred and ninety-two questions each. They learned almost everything about each other. It was ten in the night and it was really dark. A few ominous clouds rolled in. "Guess we better get to bed." Shane said, ruffling his hair. They walked together to their room. Shane stripped down to his boxers. Mitchie took out her shorts and T-shirt, going to change into the bathroom. The thunder cracked, making Mitchie jump.
"Good-night Shane."
"Good-night Mitchie."
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Eleven Twenty-Two pm.
Mitchie could not sleep. She needs something to hug but her mother said not to bring her stuffed animals. She bit her lip. She closed her eyes and drifted off to some sleep.
Midnight.
"NO! Please! Stop! Don't hurt him! No!" Mitchie screamed, twisting and turning. Shane was wide awake. He wanted so much to wake her up. He walked over to her bed. There were tears down her face, pouring, while she was screaming.
"Mitchie, please, wake up." He said, nervously.
"No! Leave him alone!"
"Come on Mitchie, please." He couldn't handle the way she was screaming. He hated seeing her weak. He shook her and she awoke, sitting up.
"Oh, sorry Shane, did I wake you up?" She asked innocently, as if she hadn't been screaming, wiping away the tears.
"Mitchie, are you okay?" He asked, wanting to wipe her tears away.
"I - I had a ni - ni -ght-mare. I can't help it," she said, more tears coming, "I- I ne - ee -ed something to sleep with." Shane hugged her closer, wanting to stop her pain.
"You can sleep with me." Shane said, running his hand through her hair. She looked up at him.
"Really?"
"Yeah, don't worry, I'll keep you safe." He carried her to his bed and laid her on the right side. He climbed into bed with her and hugged her tight enough so she would feel safe, but not to tight that she couldn't breathe. She snuggled up into his form and closed her eyes. They both fell asleep instantly.
Four-Thirteen A.M.
Mitchie Torres and Shane Grey were completely intertwined into each other. One of his hands was on her upper back, unconsciously rubbing circles on her, while the other hand was right above her butt.
Mitchie's left hand was on his hair and her other hand was on his back. Their legs were intertwined so much you couldn't tell whose legs were whose. Her cheek was buried on his naked, toned, chest and his chin was on top of her head.
Six A.M.
The alarm rang and Mitchie opened her eyes. Shane twitched his nose and Mitchie quickly reached over and turned it off. She was content in his arms. He traced circles on her back and she twitched. She tried to squirm out of his grip but it was too tight. His left hand brushed down from her stomach to her knees, softly, his fingertips lightly touching her. She shivered.
"Shane, please," she squirmed, shivering under his touch. He kept running his fingertips throughout her whole body, a smirk on his face. "Let me go, please," she begged.
"Why?" He said, rubbing circles on her stomach. "I'm very cozy." She giggled, but softly pushed away from him.
"Go back to bed Shane." She whispered as she entered the shower. He nodded and closed his eyes.
Six-Thirty A.M.
Mitchie brushed back Shane's hair, stroking his face before giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Mitchie," he muttered. She smiled and gracefully ran to the kitchen.
"Why didn't you come to dinner?" Connie asked her, grimacing as she handed her daughter an apron.
"I felt sick and Shane was going...so I just stayed in bed, sorry mom." Mitchie died, busying herself with toasting bread.
"Alright then sweetheart." Connie said, "Let's hurry up."
Eight-Ten A.M.
Mitchie walked out of the kitchen, grabbing two apples, and walked to her cabin. She knew that Shane liked apples. No one noticed her.
She walked in the cabin and knocked on the bedroom. "Who is it?"
"A creepy stalker fan girl." Mitchie replied, smiling.
"Come in Mitchie/ crazy stalker fan girl."
Mitchie laughed, came in and saw that he was dressed in white tight jeans and a black and silver striped T-shirt that clung to his muscles. He is SO hot, thought Mitchie. "I brought you breakfast popstar." She said, giving him a green apple.
"It's rockstar Mitchie... thanks for the apple." He said, "Didn't want to go into the kitchen with some creepy stalker fan girl." She laughed, taking a bite out of her apple. "You know you can tell how good of a kisser someone is by how they bite an apple?" She blushed, chewing, "You're a really good kisser." He commented, making her go redder.
"Thanks...I think. I better go before my mom yells at me again, sorry Shane." Mitchie said, going to brush her teeth. Shane hugged her briefly before going outside.
This was going to be the first day of Camp and boy, was she was in for some surprises.
A/N: What is Connie going to do? Will she befriend Tess or Caitlyn? Or Camille? First five people to review get a sneak peak at the next chapter.