Chapter 4: Paranoid

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A/N: Im sad. So many people reviewed and read Noise Not Music. But no one is reading the sequel. Sigh. Oh well. I write couse I love it. If I dont have fans oh well.

Nate looked at the notebook.

It was a little hand made one done with yellow construction paper.

He could never understand why it meant so much to Shane.

It was just some worn little thing.

Written in marker.

He had never looked in it.

And that is why he never knew why it meant so much to Shane.

He sighed as he tried to see Mitchie.

But barely any luck.

The girl must have been paranoid or something.

She made it impossible to see her.

He had already spent a hour just trying to get through the parking lot security.

He was going to be here all day.

He had no idea why Shane couldnt do this himself.

He cursed himself for being a big softy.

Making a promise to Shane.

He sighed as he was told for the fifth time he couldnt see Mitchie.

He was ready to kill himself.

This girl had more security than the president.

He sighed in relief as he finally got them to budge and let him see her.

He looked at the notebook as he headed towards where they said Mitchie was.

He sighed praying not to get killed by her.

He didnt care what Shane said.

Shane was on drugs or something.

The magazines were telling the truth about her.

He just knew it.

He sighed and knocked and the door.

And the reply he got was.

"Im not signing nothing or doing no damn pictures or a damn interview or whatever it is you damn want!"

He smirked a bit.

"I have something that I was told to give to you."

"Well I dont want it damn it!"

He sighed.

"I was told to make sure to get it directly to you."

"Go the hell away or Ill get a restraining order on your ass!"

"Shane said I cant leave until its with you."

"Who the hell is Shane?"

"Shane Gray. He said this was important."

Mitchies heart stopped.

She wasnt going to take anything from that distant memory.

"Go the hell away! I dont want to hear from that boy ever again!"

Nate sighed sadly knowing she wasnt going to open up.

He bent down and shoved the note book under the door.

He just hoped she noticed it.

And then he walked away.

Mitchie looked at the bottle in her hand and the cigarette in the other.

She only did both at the same time when she needed to.

And at the moment.

She really needed to.

She took a swig of the bottle.

The best vodka money can buy.

And then she took a nice drag of the cigarette.

She sighed and looked around the room.

Scanning every part of it.

Her eyes fell on something that stood out from the rest of the room.

A small bundle of paper covered by yellow construction paper.

She got up curious and picked it up.

She noticed its worn edges.

She flipped it over to the other side.

And froze when she saw the words Mitchies Song Book written in marker on the front.

Paranoia couldnt stop this little book from showing up.

And she wasnt prepared for what she found inside.

A/N: Hoplessely Jonas Bro Obsessed. If you do not start telling me what you think of this then you will NEVER know what is in the letter. I ll just send it to the people who actually read this.