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...

Disclaimer: Nothing. I owe nothing.

A/N: I just want to thank archie-cyrus-smitchie-gurl4eva for the review. Awesome is my favorite word. And this is dedicated to DestinyHope-ox because I updated on her birthday. Oh and I hope you like the name for my new character. Especially xDaniElleLeiGh3x

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Who Are You Again?

By IWantAWerewolfToImprintOnMe

Chapter Six: Whisper, "Hello I Miss You Like Crazy," Brings Back Memories PT. 1

"Kristen. That's my name."

"Samantha said that you can see if relationships are real and if they'll work out, right?" Caitlyn asked.

"Some say I'm physic." Kristen joked. She had brown hair, short, green eyes. She seemed nice but likedto get her way most of the time. She also looked like an athlete too. She looked around sixteen, maybe fifteen.

"I'll pay you ten dollars to tell me all you know about these two." Caitlyn said, showing her the picture of fourteen year old Mitchie cheering for fifteen year old Shane.

Kristen closed her eyes.

"Wow. Strong relationship. Two completely different people who love music. I can't work with one picture. I'm going to have to see them." Kristen said.

"Alright.... there's a Beach Jam next week. Come then."

"Alright." Kristen said, "I'll be there.

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Rain started falling.

"So Shay what are you doing for Beach Jam?" Mitchie asked as he stopped thinking. He shrugged. He and Mitchie ... they knew each other. He kissed her forehead. The rain fell harder. "That was random." She looked out of the rain and wished she could dance outside.

"Let's dance?" He asked, smiling, "Get out that black dress." She did as she was told. He came out in a sports jacket and black jeans. "Let's go babe."

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Caitlyn and Samantha giggled as they pulled out their phones. They took pictures of themselves. "I'm going with Mitchie, k?" Caitlyn said. Samantha nodded and went to her cabin.

Caitlyn saw that the rain started pour harder. What she saw by the lake surprised her. Mitchie was dancing with Shane in the rain, both wearing their best. But the way he was looking at her, with a small smile and his eyes twinkling with pride and love as he dipped her. When she giggled he smiled bigger and looked at her like a mother looks at her first child, the way a blind man looks at the sun for the first time. He nuzzled her.

Caitlyn took out her phone and snapped a picture as Shane whispered something to her. She took another one, just Shane's face. Then she took one of both of them, looking at each other with a look of pure, innocent, and chaste love.

Shane bent down, his lips centimeter's from Mitchie's. He kissed her softly on the lips and she kissed him back, softly. They separated and she fainted. To the ground, clutching her head and then she went unconscious.

"MITCHIE!!!"

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MITCHIE'S POV

We were dancing to no music and it was beautiful. I realized that I had never had such an amazing moment. The way Shane stared at me was loving and beautiful and it made me fell like someone could love me, despite what my mother said. My hair was wet and so was his. Both of ours were curly but he didn't seem to notice.

Shane said, "You're different. The good kind. The kind that I wish would fall for me. Because I fell for you, the second I saw you. I love you."

I stared at him with water from my eyes, and I was sure it wasn't from the rain. We stared at each other like that for a few minutes. He bent down and ever so gently kissed my lips. I smiled into that pure bliss that felt familiar. He drew back and smiled at me. I smiled back. My head started to hurt and I fell to the ground.

Then I couldn't see anything but I heard voices.

"MITCHIE!!!"

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SHANE'S POV

I love the way Mitchie looked in the rain with her hair all curly and the way that black dress clung to her body. "You're different," I said, hoping this wouldn't ruin our friendship, "The good kind. The kind that I wish would fall for me. Because I fell for you, the second I saw you. I love you."

She started crying but the way she looked at me, I knew she loved me back. I smiled at her and we started at each other, still dancing, but slower. I quickly kissed her lips and she kissed me back. This feeling was new to me but.... familiar at the same time. The things she did to me.

I smiled at her and she smiled back. She fell to the ground, clutching her head. Her eyes closed and I knew she was unconscious.

"MITCHIE!!!!" I yelled, but so did someone else. Caitlyn was there, putting her phone away and I said, "Get the nurse." She nodded and speed away as quickly as a bullet. I carried Mitchie to the cabin and wrapped a blanket on her. What had happed? My head hurt too, and it brought back a memory.

Shane started kissing Mitchie.

His hands were at her hair and hips, all over her body. She was on top of him now. The guard was watching them. Apparently they were better then his laptop.

"He's watching," Mitchie whispered against his lips. He smiled.

"I know, part of plan." he whispered roughly against her lips. She giggled again.

"It tickles." She said, kissing his jaw. Shane was kissing her neck, sucking on it slightly.

"What, don't tell me this is your first make-out session." he said surprised.

She groaned and then said, "Don't embarrass me with this. It's not like I had a boyfriend before you - you made sure of that." He moved up to her jaw. She was pulling his hair, moaning. They didn't notice the guard make his way out to Sweet Sixteen, a store at least five minutes away from them. Mitchie's lips, saying, "This way he'll leave us alone, don't worry everyone else knows." She giggled against his lips. He smiled. "I love when you giggle." he muttered in her ear, licking it. Then he started kissing her again, getting caught up in it. Now this was turning out to be a full make-out session.

"What?" He said and shook the memory away. He looked at her. So peaceful. So beautiful. So innocent.

His. And she was his and his only.

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A/N: Sorry I was having major writer's block. Lol. Like they say - writer's block is when the characters of your story get put up with the stuff you make them do and go on a protest. Anyways you guys hate me because it took me forever to update AND I gave a cliffy, kind of.