F I F T E E N
=No one's P.O.V=
"He asked you out?!" Miley shrieked into her cell phone waving off the looks from her brother and mom's faces. She climbed up the steps leading to her bedroom with disbelief and worry circling inside of her. She may have told Alex that Mitchie wouldn't get hurt, but who knows what Shane is capable of.
On the other line, Mitchie shrugged staring at her ceiling after her conversation with 'Unavailable ID' ended. "Yeah technically he did ask me to Justin's party this Friday. I don't know Miles, should I just cancel?"
The brunette's blue eyes flew open. "You said yes?!"
"Um yeah. Is that bad?" Mitchie bit down on her lip, cheeks flushing. She was feeling unbelievably happy her old friend wanted to hang out with her again, but now she was unsure. Should she just give him the sex and walk away?
"Yes! Alex and I warned you Mitch! Shane. Is. No. Good. I don't care how close you guys use to be, he's gonna hurt you Mitchie! I've seen it happen over and over and over!"
Mitchie sighed, glaring at the swaying, white clouds that hung in the sky. Miley did know this "new Shane" better than she did, maybe she was right. Now, the sixteen year old girl felt stupid.
"Ugh Miley you're right! I can't believe I actually thought Shane still cared about me! What do I do?"
"Flip him off, slam a door in his face, run him over with Alex's car, anything Mitchie! Just get him to leave you alone. If you stay with him too long, you'll fall into his trap just like every other girl." Miley promised though she felt terrible for splitting her best friend away from someone she cared about.
"Ok Miles, I'm gonna tell you something but you have to promise you won't freak?" Mitchie bit her lip again thoughtfully. She wasn't sure about telling Alex who would definitely go insane, but she could trust Miley.
"Oh please don't tell me you've fallen for him!" Miley screeched again feeling her heart racing with concern.
Mitchie scrunched her face in slight disgust. "Ok no Shane is like a brother, he always has been. There's nothing romantic going on, that's gross! I just want my best friend back, no strings attached."
Miley exhaled in relief but then cocked a brow. "So what did you want to tell me?"
"Promise you won't freak?"
"Promise." Miley nodded.
"The reason Shane is hanging around me so much is because he wants to take my virginity." Mitchie spoke each word slowly feeling disappointment clouding around her heart. She was beginning to hate this Shane just like everyone else.
"WHAT?!"
"Miley you promised you wouldn't freak!"
"How could I not freak about Shane trying to sleep with you! Mitchie now I'm really gonna make you stay away from him! He can't do that do you!"
Miley was panicking. She wouldn't let another friend get her heart broken because of Shane's "bed skills" and how "amazing" and "sweet" he was. Miley knew it was an act and it killed her seeing her old friend, just like Mitchie, having to be such a jerk because he was in pain.
"But . . . what if I want him to?" Mitchie inquired in a small voice, shocking herself. She wanted Shane back, to free him of whatever was causing all this anger and bitterness. Deep inside her heart, she knew he needed her. And she was right.
"Mitchie," She inhaled pinching the bridge of her nose. "Please don't do this. I understand you miss him, so do I and Alex, Nate, and Jason. We all miss the old Shane, but things change, people change. We all had to do it and so do you. Let him go."
The young brunette felt painful tears brewing in her eyes. She couldn't let him go. Michelle promised herself she would never give up on Shane. Somewhere underneath the pain and brokenness, was her best friend.
"I just can't do that, Miley. I'm sorry."
After that sorrowful whisper, she hung up.
=Next Day=
Nathaniel James Gray slumped through the empty hallways of Silver Palm High School with a heavy heart. He moved slowly, the bell had already rung 10 minutes earlier. He had changed so much in his life.
At first when Jason was hospitalized, he felt strong and faithful that things would be ok, but then his older brother was only getting worse at the time and he had no one to turn to. His mother was never around, his father was just a cold hearted ass, and the only other person he trusted was falling apart.
Nate felt alone.
Things continued to sink lower. When he began his freshman year of high school, being Shane Gray's brother, he was instantly liked by the populars and was influenced to go along with everything they did.
Nate was lost.
The year continued and he found himself pushing Alex and even Miley away. All they did was nag him that he was changing and they were still there for him, but they didn't understand.
Nate was confused.
Only a short time after, he was at another party but before he even got wasted with Shane, he fainted. That's when Alex found him, rushed to the hospital and everything changed.
Nate was diagnosed with Diabetes.
Neither Alex nor Miley knew the truth. Nate refused to let anyone know, afraid they would shun him and he would have no one, but he didn't know he was already alone. Nate thought his popular friends were actual friends, but really all he had was Miley and Alex.
Nate lost them too.
As he walked to his next class, trapped in his own thoughts, there leaning against the lockers was someone watching him.
=Mitchie's P.O.V=
I opened the doors of the school, walking alone. No, Miley and I weren't on some stupid fight and Alex wasn't picking her side. In fact, I was pretty sure Alex had no idea about the whole "Shane situation". I was keeping it to myself.
My decision still wasn't made, but I wasn't letting Shane go, for sure. I spotted him by his lockers, leaning up against it and seemed to be arguing with a blonde girl in front of him. He looked annoyed.
I hid behind a shield of my reddish brown waves while passing and saw that it was Taylor bitching about something as he pretended to listen. Shane traveled his amber eyes in my direction lazily. As soon as they saw me, his eyes lit up like a Christmas tree and a small smirk popped onto his lips.
"Shane!" Taylor hissed. I was slightly curious to their conversation so I stopped by my locker a few feet away though I had all my books. "Are you even listening to me?!"
He smirked. "You're all I hear baby." Shane purred trying to be smooth but Taylor just looked even more furious.
"Don't baby me! What the hell were you staring at that made you look so happy? Some other girl!" Taylor craned her neck, hunting the hallway for any other female that dare come across Shane's eyes. I thanked God I was behind her view at my locker.
Shane saw me and winked when the blonde wasn't looking. I can't believe he was trying to sleep with me when he had a girlfriend! Miley was right, he was shallow and a heartbreaker. Did he even feel a little bit guilty?
I shook my head, slamming my locker shut and stalking off. Not even 5 minutes later did I hear the patter of sneakers right on my heels. With a roll of my eyes, I stopped walking to the cafeteria and turned seeing Shane.
"Hey Mitch, what's up?"
"Other than you being a douche to you girlfriend, nothing." I grumbled and continued stomping away from him. Shane was practically running to keep up with me, his eyes wide in shock.
"Hold up! Shane Gray does not have girlfriends." He wrinkled his nose at the word. "He dates girls then break up with them, but nothing clingy and long term, ok?"
"Shane, would you like a quarter to call somebody that cares? I don't care if Taylor's your date, girlfriend, or physco that follows you around. It is wrong for you to want to sleep with me when you are dating her, did I make that clear?"
"It's not like she doesn't get her fair share." Shane shrugged.
"Ok, gross." I replied scrunching up my nose like he'd done previously and chucked my book bag on the floor. Shane leaned up against the walls of the cafeteria trying to look "cool". It was actually pretty funny.
"So, are you still my date for Justin's party?" Shane smirked, raising a brow.
Rolling my eyes, I opened the café's doors with Shane at my heels as usual. "It's not a date Shane. I'm just going in the same car as you to Justin's Party." Of course he didn't buy it and followed me as I grabbed a water bottle and went to an empty table.
Shane slid into the sit in front of me with moderately worried and frazzled eyes. "Why aren't you sitting with your friends?"
I shrugged and another smirk slithered over his features. "Oh I get it. You'd rather be with me than them, totally understandable." Shane nodded smiling and I giggled. I know, shocking!
"Oh my gosh!" Shane gasped with his smile inflating. "Did I just make Michelle Devonne Torres giggle?!" He grilled excitedly.
I blushed, pressing my hand over my parted lips. "No, and don't use my full name, Shane Adam Gray!"
"Oh I believe I did make you giggle adorably, Torres!"
We had on those amused smiles at each other again. Just a few weeks ago, Shane avoided me at all cost and now we were sitting alone at a table in the cafeteria smiling at each other.
Don't fall for it Mitchie. He just wants to get in your pants! My brain was shooting warnings but my heart didn't want to believe it. Biting my lip, I twirled my water bottle cap until Shane's hand clasped over mine.
"Whatcha thinking about?" One of his thick, black brows was flexed with his eyes swelling with questions. Was he really interested in my thoughts or just hoping they were about him?
I decided to play with his mind for a little bit. "You."
There was that smirk I couldn't stand again. "Oh really?" Shane rumbled in his rough voice. It would make any other chick melt, but remember? I'm not "all those other chicks".
"Yep, so Shane, once you've got what you wanted – which I'm not saying you will – what are you gonna do? Just walk away with my virginity to laugh about it with those morons you call friends?"
My question unexpectedly stumbled him. Shane sat in heavy thought, twirling a useless purity ring around his finger. I gazed into his eyes and saw a flicker of regret while he was staring at the silver band. Did he feel guilty for becoming a manwhore?
Shane sighed and without meeting my eyes answered. "I don't know, Mitchie. How about you? After I get what I want – if you let me – what are you gonna do?"
"If I let you, then nothing. I'll do it as a favor just to get you to back off." I stated breezily and Shane snapped his eyes to me once again puzzled.
"You're not gonna brag to your friends what an amazing time you had?"
Shane wasn't being arrogant when he asked that, just sincerely curious. I sadly smiled. "How many times must I tell you I'm not like all the other chicks. First, I won't make this easy and second, afterwards I definitely won't brag or be all heartbroken when you forget about me the next morning."
After I said that last thing, I swear disappoint flickered in his eyes as well. What, did he want me to sigh about him not being my boyfriend to pleasure me all the time?
"So what, you won't even care afterwards?" Shane frowned obviously upset with my answer. I shook my head. "Even if it's your first time?"
"Nope, sorry Gray. Are you gonna give up now?" I asked secretly hoping he would. It would be much easier to hate him without him around all the time.
Shane snorted. "Are you kidding? I'm gonna make sure this night blows your mind and I'm gonna make you beg for more." Shane promised, more to himself and I was frowning now.
"Why are you even doing this again? And don't give me the 'I want to be your first' crap."
Shane linked our eyes suddenly genuine. "I do want to be your first, but if you want another reason, fine. You're hot."
I rolled my eyes. "Wow what a fan-freaking-tastic reason! That's so stupid Shane and you know it."
He shrugged with an merciless smile. "Those are the reasons I go by. If the chick is smoking – much like you – than I go for it. No one has ever turned me down and you won't be the exception, Mitch."
"What makes you so sure?"
"You can act all you want, Torres, but you are attracted to me, just admit it."
This time, I snorted. "Shane, I barely know you, you've said it yourself. Whatever friendship we had is the past. I'm a completely different person and I never was attracted to you, nor will I ever be."
"You're not any different, Mitchie. You're the same confident, strong and independent girl I've known since I was born. Just because you've got a hell of a lot hotter doesn't mean you've changed."
"I'm not hot Shane, stop trying to mess with my head." I sunk back into my chair with a sip of my water.
"Are you kidding me, Mitchie? Have you seen how many guys have had their eyes on you since you got here? Want another reason for this? I want to be the one to lay you first." Shane purred the last sentence.
What was with him and being first? Maybe I wanted my virginity? Unlike him, I want to keep my purity promise that we made together. Hmm, maybe I could use that as an excuse . . .
"Well what if I want my virginity?" I leaned forward with my narrowed eyes. Shane wasn't buying it for a second.
"Bull Shark."
I broke into laughter. "D-did you just say bull shark?"
Shane was beaming "D-did you just laugh and at something I said?"
My bright smile dripped ."No I was not laughing at something you said, I was just exercising my mouth." I mumbled with a sarcastic soaked tone. Shane returned with his smirk.
"I know another way we could exercise your mouth." He hinted wiggling his eyebrows at me and all he received was a smack on the chest as I leaned across the table.
"You know, besides the whole "sex thing" you're not that bad, Shane."
"Mmm, say the word sex again Mitch."
"I spoke too soon."
This time Shane laughed, a deep musical sound that I have to stubbornly admit was alluring, but that's between you and me.
Lunch continued with small talk between Shane and me with a few perverted comments from loverboy. We just talked about music, what I had been doing back in Texas, and my old school. It reminded me of when we were trapped inside the auditorium just talking to the real Shane Gray behind the mask.
I strolled towards the doors with Shane right at my side before he jogged over to hold one open for me, shocking everyone that was behind and around us. I was surprised as well, but smiled gratefully and he returned it with a wink.
~*~
As I traveled through the halls that day, whispers followed me. The whole school was buzzing with gossip about me and Shane. Apparently everyone was clueless to the fact he had a girlfriend or at least someone he was dating.
I hate to admit it, but I secretly liked everything that was happening right now.
~*~
=Shane's P. O.V=
=Later In Class=
Our teacher Mrs. Spites – I know, what kind of name is that?! – was droning about some project we had due this Thursday that I had already finished the night before. I did well in school, actually planning to have a future, but mom was around enough to recognize that so she assumed Nick and I were failing like we were in middle school.
Justin tapped me with a smirk playing over his face. Ugh, here come more questions about Mitchie. I actually liked doing this, but only because it gave me an excuse to talk to her. I was still upset about her leaving, but it's not like it was her fault for not being around when "it" happened.
"So, got anything else you can share?" Justin whispered. He wasn't as grilling with the whole situation like Jake, Oliver, and Jacob were because he knew the truth about Mitchie, being my real best friend, but he still bugged me about it.
"Naw man, she's driving me crazy. I haven't had sex in like 2 weeks just because I wanna get in her already."
It was really frustrating. Why, out of all the hundreds of girls at our school, did Mitchie have to be the one that won't let me have my way with her? But what sucked it that the more she refuses and says it's not gonna happen the more turned on I get and the more I want to make it happen.
Justin softly laughed. "Wow 2 weeks? Can't get her off your mind can ya?" He teased but it was true. I scared myself this morning when Taylor was nagging about something and all I could think about was that phone call with Mitchie.
It was like everything she said was adorable and stuck into my thoughts like glue. She just wouldn't get out of my head and I was going insane. Especially after the first time I saw her. Damn, she really changed from the little girl I thought I knew. Seriously, the last time I saw her she was this little 11 year old girl that didn't even wear bras and now her chest . . . Ugh she was so hot.
"Please," I denied it. "I just wanna get the guys to shut up about it!"
Justin smirked and I knew he didn't believe me. I didn't believe myself. Never had I thought about a girl for more than 3 seconds unless she was naked or something and know Mitchie was freaking dancing through my every thought!
"Whatever you say, man. Just remember what happens when you can't get Mitchie in bed with you." Justin winked and I shuddered thinking about the other part of the bet. I could not let Mitchie win.
"Oh trust me, she'll cave soon enough. One way or another, I will get Michelle Torres into bed with me."
Justin shook his head. "So do you think she'll be any good?"
I laughed before stopping to think. "I don't know. She's a virgin man, but either way she'll want more just like any other girl." I shrugged.
I'm not like all the other chicks, Shane.
Mitchie's sexy and sweet voice echoed in my head. No Mitch, you're not like all the other chicks. You're better.
Justin chuckled before the bell rang out and I smirked to myself. It was last period, time to see My Little Virgin.
I collected my things, swinging my book bag over my shoulder and said goodbye to Justin until football practice later. I was practically running to the Chemistry classroom and paused by the door when I saw Mitchie, Alex, and Miley strolling in my direction laughing just like they should be.
I didn't know why, but it bothered me seeing Mitch all alone at lunch instead of having a great time with her friends. Strangely I hoped it wasn't because of me. Once they were at the door and Alex saw me she glowered which I returned with a smirk.
"Howdy Partner." I greeted Mitchie ignoring her friend's looks and threw my arm casually over her shoulder, steering her inside the classroom and to our seats. I really didn't care about the gossip and all that crap coming from the students put it seemed to bother Mitchie, so I glared at anyone that whispered about us as we headed to our lab table.
Mitch set down her things gently and I watched her in fascination. Everything she did was so careful and delicate. She was so fragile, just a petite girl about 5 feet and 2 inches tall with her warm, chocolate eyes and glowing smile.
It scared me that for the first time, I wasn't just staring at her boobs or ass, I was gazing at her face and eyes and just watching every little things she did. I loved watching when she did laugh, not usually around me, her eyes got this tender sparkle and when I did see her cutely giggle, the little freckles splattered around her face would scrunch up with her nose. But my favorite thing was when she bit her lip when thinking or when she was nervous.
Yes, I was definitely scared.
I'm super sorry I promised Niley and didn't give it! This chapter had a mind of its own! I just let my fingers glide over the keyboard and write, because seriously Shane and Mitchie have their own minds too.
I will try really hard to get some Miley+Nate action into my next chapter as well as the "date" at Justin's Party and maybe some Alex drama stirring up? We shall see. =)
Thanks a bunch for the 5 REVIEWS I GOT! Seriously that's awesome-tastic! (my best friend Ashlynn invented that word) It would be great if I could get 5 more, but you don't have to.
ALSO! Please check out this Smitchie one shot I wrote! It's called Lips of An Angel!
Questions: Who do you think was watching Nate?
What do you think is going on with Shane?
Will Mitchie go along with what Shane wants?
Will Shane ever tell her the truth?
