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2nd to last chapter, enjoy!


T W E N T Y - N I N E


Miley Ray Stewart stood in front of her full length mirror with a tiny smile only in her pajamas. As a child, she always imagined going to her prom in the most gorgeous sparkly pink dress with the most gorgeous guy and it being one of the most amazing nights of her life.

So far, she had the perfect dress hanging in her closet waiting for that night just a few days away, but Miley was missing her prince. Her, Mitchie, and Alex agreed they would go together as best friends and have a great time, but inside her heart longed for a prince to come sweep her off her feet during the night.

In the mirror, her baby blue, sometimes green, eyes dreamed up the dress already on her body, strapless and decorated by silver sequins, and her haired twisted elegantly around her face. But her mind also imagined Nate standing beside her in a tux, linked on her arm. It was the perfect picture, to her.

Her fantasies were put on hold as the doorbell chimed through her house. Sighing she bounced down stairs, not expecting anyone but when she tossed the door open, her heart practically melted instead of beating.

"Hi Miley," Nate smiled, his rare grin flashing his teeth that made the 16-year-old girl want to squeal at the adorableness. He stood there in a pair of faded jeans, simple T-shirt, and converse but Miley thought he looked amazing. But there was also a bright pink corset in his hand.

"I know I shouldn't have waited so long and been so stupid, but if it isn't too fast, will you go to prom with me, Smiley?"

She could have fainted that moment into a coma and everything would be ok. Nate Gray wanted to go to prom with her.

"Oh Nate!" Miley giggled. "Yes!"

His pools of the deepest brown twinkled at her excitement. Nate took her small, feminine hand and slid the pink corset onto her wrist absorbing the happiness that sparkled over her features

{3 Days Later}

{Saturday Afternoon}

Mitchie Torres sighed heavily letting her fingers lazily stroke over the piano keys and filling her bedroom with bored notes. It was supposed to be one of the most special nights of her teenage life: prom. But she wouldn't be going.

The young girl decided if she couldn't go with the one person that stole her heart unexpectedly, then she didn't want to go at all. Miley and Nate already were going together along with Alex and Justin (just as friends) and Jason was being a chaperon with his girlfriend Danielle. It was the perfect night for everyone else.

But Mitchie refused to mope around feeling sorry for herself. I'm fine She reassured no one mostly because it was a lie. As long as everyone else is happy, I'm fine. But…Shane isn't happy.

-MEANWHILE-

"This is so stupid!" Shane whined for the trillionth time about his brothers' and friends idea, looking down at his all black tux, black tie, and black shoes with a scowl. The only good thing was the bouquet of pure, white roses in his hand.

Miley rolled her eyes. "No it's not, Shane. Now stop being such a baby and start throwing some rocks!"

Danielle, Jason, Nate, Alex, and Justin laughed watching the pouting 18-year-old gather a few pebbles from the Torres lawn and began flinging them up listening to the clank of rocks against the window.

From inside her bedroom, Mitchie frowned glanced at her trembling window. She watched curiously as it shook once more in response to a rock being thrown against it. After seeing that, she scowled much like the person who was throwing the rocks and stood up, stomping over and yanking the double doors open only in her purple spaghetti strap top and black pajama pants with white designs.

Her anger was replaced by shock shooting through her body finding Shane Gray standing on her lawn with her friends surrounding him, dressed beautifully for prom. She internally swooned at his tux, admitting how gorgeous he looked. The sun set played in the sky, casting a pink and orange glow along their skin.

Shane's face baked with a blush, as the others laughed, and lifted the roses so she could see. "Mitchie, you always told me when we were younger you wanted your wedding to be at a beach with the sun set painted in the sky and the ocean's waves crashing along the sand. You told me you wanted to walk down the aisle in a beautiful, white, long gown holding white roses and having your perfect prince waiting for you.

"I know I don't exactly fit that, and this isn't your wedding, but I still want this night to be special for you, Mitchie. Will…will you go to prom with me?" Shane felt like his face was about to melt from the heat as silence wrapped around the air.

On the balcony, cool tears slid smoothly down her porcelain cheeks, tears of joy. She laughed; musical sounds to his ears like the chiming of bells. "Shane Adam Gray," He held his breath. "That has to be the most cheesiest…and romantic thing you have ever said."

Mitchie smiled warmly at the faint glow of hope in his shining golden eyes. "Yes, I will definitely go to prom with you."

The group broke into cheers and applause as Mitchie's laughter flowed through the entire block and Shane was ready to run from how humiliated he was, but Mitchie could always put a beautiful, irrevocable smile over his lips.

Miley and Alex giggling with giddiness pulled out a strapless white gown, decorated by sparkling black designs, black gloves that reached the elbows, and strappy, red heels.

Mitchie swiftly ran down the stairs not caring how she currently looked and gasped at the sight of her stunning dress. Instantly she was pulled back inside, Danielle, Miley, and Alex attacking her, fixing her hair, make-up, and changing her into the dress.

-30 Minutes Later-

The door reopened following the patter of heels against the staircase as Michelle glided down, blushing just as horrible as he had been.

From his spot leaning against the door, Shane had to catch his breath seeing her, not able to believe someone as stunning as her could ever care for him. But she did and that made him feel extraordinary.

"Wow, are you trying to give me a heart attack, Torres?"

Giggling, Mitchie flowed over beside him, looping her gloved arm through his and they strolled to Jason's car for an amazing night.


A sweet tune hummed through the cafeteria, but nothing was sweeter than the smile on the girl in his arms face. Shane never felt so…strong and confident as he did now, with his arms woven around Mitchie's tiny waist slowly stirring them around on the dance floor.

Mitchie felt like she was floating in an amazing dream. She was still afraid than any second she would wake up, but tried her best to enjoy dancing with her own prince. She never felt so blissful and calm than now having her head rested comfortably on Shane's chest, his fingers playing with the tips of her hair.

"Mitchie," Shane whispered his voice hoarse from not talking for a while. The dazed girl peeked at him from under her eyelashes and he felt breathless knowing she never looked at anyone else that way.

"You…you told me in your letter to be something and that's what I'm trying to do. I'm trying to be something or someone, you can be proud of. I want you to know that I care about what you say and I really care about you too."

Mitchie closed her eyes. For once, the pain had melted though she expected it to fire up from being with him. Instead, it was completely gone being held lovingly in Shane's warm arms. She was finally ready to have this conversation and swallowed her pride.

"Shane, what you did to me…it really hurt. I can't believe that all this time it all started with a lie. I had doubt that you even cared about me at all, even when I knew you were lying when you said you didn't."

Both winced at the memory of that night at the beach. "But now I know you do care. I've watched you, Shane. I see that you are trying to be good. I see you being there for your brothers, doing very well in school, and you've just been who I know you were from the beginning. I want you to know that I'm really proud of you."

Those last 5 words made his heart swell with happiness. That is what Shane had wanted to hear in those past months Mitchie had been back and finally hearing him made everything easy. He felt like now waking up tomorrow even without Mitchie loving him back, it would be ok because he had her trust.

"Thank you." Shane whispering gazing into her eyes and Mitchie could feel the adoration he had for her. And without anyone knowing it, Mitchie did trust him again, even with her heart.

"I also want you to know that even through all of this…I-I still loved you."

Speechless. He was utterly speechless. She…she loves me. Tears, tears of pure happiness, soaked his eyes. Even after he screwed up, lie after lie, even when he did not deserve it, she loved him.

Everything's not lost.

No, nothing was lost. It was all being rebuilt into something so much more amazing. Shane closed his eyes keeping his tears in and whispered in the most pain drenched tone "I'm sorry."

Mitchie smirked, leaning up on her tippy toes and traced her lips over his in the lightest of kisses that no one else could feel but Shane did. He felt the electrifying and warm sensation plunge from his lips through his entire body and melted into it.

Shane doesn't move, letting her kiss him in the most gentle way and trying not to moan at the beautiful, warm feeling taking over him. Slowly and slightly unwillingly, Mitchie pulls back only having Shane slide his hand behind her neck, the other clutching her curvy waist and smashed their lips together just as hotly as that moment on the field.

But this time Mitchie didn't taste frustration, lust, and pain. The feeling melting through her mouth was full of passion, forgiveness, and pure love that radiated between them. She could feel the sparks flaming on her lips and clung onto Shane's perfectly combed hair.

Around them, the entire school watched in shock. Jake marched over in complete disgust. "Shane!"

Trying to not groan, Shane broke the kiss, glaring at their interruption. "Dude, you…you really changed because of her?"

Shane simply smiled. "Yes, Mitchie has changed me and I love her for it."

"Did you just say—"

"Yes, I, Shane Gray, am in love with Michelle Torres. Does anybody have a problem with that?"

Silence hushed the cafeteria. Shane chuckled at Mitchie's scarlet cheeks, turning back to the shocked school. "Good, move on with your lives!"

He turned back the girl awaiting him, encircling his arms around her with a lazy smile. "Mitch, you want me to be something, so I am. But I also want to be something more special to you."

Beyond blissful and giddiness, Mitchie smiled back tracing her cool fingertips over his jaw line. "And what's that?"

"For now, you're boyfriend and in the future . . . we'll figure that out but right now, you're here with me and I'm not letting you go."

Mitchie felt the water in her eyes, but laughed and smirked. "So does that make me Shane Gray's official girlfriend?"

His eyes were only held with love and faith for their future together. It all seemed somewhat cliché and like a fairytale and nothing was perfect, but he was confident they could do this. "First and only."

Mitchie let her fingers pause over his lips to look up right into his eyes, her heart never beating so evenly before. "I…I love you, Shane."

"I love you too, Mo-Mo."

Rolling her eyes just like before, she slapped him but nothing stopped the laughter that poured from their lips. "So, what are we going to do about that bet?"

Shane paused to think about it. Now it didn't matter. "It's forgotten."

Mitchie like usual, bit down on her lip, cheeks lighting up with pink. "What if I…want you to take my virginity?"

Shane's smirk returned. "Oh believe me, Mitch, I will. I'm just not forcing you into anything right now. Like I said, as long as we're with each other, let's just keep moving, not looking back and letting our hearts figure it out."


Wow...I think that was like the cheesiest thing I've ever written BUT it's not over, we still have our prologue which should be out tomorrow. =) Thank you so much for all those reviews I've received. When I started writing, I wanted to get 100 reviews, it was like a wish or dream and now I have over 200. Expect a very cheesy speech at the end of the next chapter. ;)

So far, I hope everyone has enjoyed this story. I got amazing suggestions, thank you, so don't be afraid to use the ideas you've given me for your own story.

In other news, lol, I will be working on a brand new Smitchie story that will be in a completely alternate universe. For those of you that have read Richelle Mead's AMAZING vampire series Vampire Academy, Frostbite, Shadow Kiss ect. it will be like that, but different. BTW I'm waiting impatiently for Blood Promise lol.

Questions:

Are you happy where Shane and Mitchie have landed?

Should I write these new vampire world Smitchie story?