Chapter 8
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A/N: HAPPY ANNIVERSARY! Its official! Ive been writing Camp Rock fanfiction for the past year as of TODAY! I love all of you. I wouldnt have this story, Anorexics of America, Bandaged Heart, 24 Simple Notes, Invisible, Misery Loves Company or a lot of NEW ideas I have if I didnt have you amazing guys to keep me writing! Now can you give me a little anniversary gift?
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Mitchie sighed laying in her single cot.
She left it plain.
She knew most girls just couldnt wait to decorate it.
She couldnt wait to get away from it.
It felt like every time she closed her eyes all she could see was that haunting scene.
And it pierced her.
She felt so selfish.
She hadnt cried over HIM.
She hadnt done anything.
But feel sorry for herself.
Maybe she should fix that.
Try and move on with her life.
Or at least try to.
She sighed.
This was not going to be easy.
But then again, when was anything easy?
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Shane came back into the dorm room to find Mitchie stripping.
He stared at her shocked not making a sound before she noticed and screamed.
"Oh my god! How long have you been standign there?"
He didnt answer.
Just stared at her like a fish out of water.
"Answer me!"
"Um... long enough for you to completely strip?"
She blushed and started throwing clothes on.
"Oh my god. You perv!"
"Im sorry! I couldnt help myself..just wow.."
And then he realized something.
"Wait, thats the most youve said to me the whole time youve been here."
"So?"
"Wow."
"Just buzz off perv."
She was smiling a bit.
But if Shane were to look in her eyes.
He would find that same broken look.
With those memories still carved into them forever.