Chapter 7: Scattered Ashes and Broken Glass

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A/N: I am so sorry for not updating the past two days. I could give a w hole list of excuses. I will update at least twice ill try for three times today. Just to make it up to you. I am so so sorry. So part number one of my apology for not updating.

Shane wanted to see Mitchie.

That was all he wanted.

He would do whatever it takes to see Mitchie.

Even if it means he has to finally grow a pair of balls.

He got up, picked up his phone that was still on the floor from when he had thrown it and walked out the door.

He was going to see Mitchie.

Mitchie looked at the bottle.

And then she threw it at the wall.

She had a routine going.

Take a cigarette.

Burn it.

Watch it burn until it is just a flame.

Put it out with the alcohol.

And throw the bottle at the wall.

She was getting rid of everything that had brought her to this lifestyle.

She wanted to be the girl she was before Camp Rock.

She still wanted to be in love with music.

But Camp Rock had caused her nothing but misery.

The place that she had been so excited to go to thinking it would change her life forever.

She wished that she was just the girl with a voice that no one ever heard leave the walls of her room.

But she went to Camp Rock.

Made friends with Hillary.

Hillary helped her get a record deal.

And everything went down hill from there.

Mitchie didnt blame Hillary.

She was fine at first.

But then she met him.

She met her ex boy friend.

He did covers for a lot of books.

And they always used his face.

When she first met him he was this sweet boy.

But then.

He got her hooked on things.

He took her to clubs.

Got her to smoke.

Pushed past her normal boudaries.

He ruined how she looked to the public.

And then.

He dumped her.

It broke her heart.

And her life just became worse and worse.

But now.

She was going to fix her life.

And she had Shane Gray to thank for that.

The pop star who was just a distant memory from Camp Rock.

She poured her last bottle.

And threw it for the last time.

Now the only memory of her past life as a celebrity.

Was a few scattered ashes.

And some broken glass.

Shane was just walking.

He had found Mitchies place an hour ago.

And he had freaked.

And never made it to her door.

He was a wimp.

A giant wimp.

He hated himself.

He was going to see her even if it killed him.

He wasnt going home until he did.

Ryan saw Shane walking.

She was sitting on a bench.

Reading a article trash Mitchie the Skank.

And seeing Shane just sweetened the deal.

She smiled looked at him.

Then went back to reading about the skank.

Writing notes to ruin her life next to each bad thing about her.

Shell never sing in this town again.

Hillary had been thinking for days.

And she was considering just going to Mitchie and talking-well screeching- at her about how she has been treating people.

And her horrible habits.

And how much she missed the old Mitchie.

She will do it tomorrow.

In the mean time.

She had some things to write down to tell Mitchie.

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