Disclaimer: I don't own anything that has to do with Camp Rock. Nor do I own Loch Arbour, which is, in fact, a real villiage in New Jersey.

Ok, you guys got lucky. I was in a very creative mood today, but my sister had my computer, so I went upstairs to my room and wrote down this chapter. And then I fell asleep, which is why this wasn't up earlier. I swear, I've become nocturnal. Or something. Summer always messes up my sleep patterns. ANYWAYS happy reading!

I shifted in my seat on the bus, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Shane shift in response. I rolled my eyes, but somehow kept my annoyance to myself. I knew that he was still worried that I might get hurt again, or something like that. I'll admit, I thought it was sweet at first, but as a week passed, I found myself getting more and more annoyed at him for it. He insisted on following me everywhere, only leaving when my mother kicked him out each night.

We were headed to the mall so I could shop for school supplies, and, much to my annoyance, Shane had insisted on coming along with me. My mom, of course, thought it was a great idea. So now, I was stuck with Shane following me around all day as I went from store to store. He trailed after me like a lost puppy, even when I moved on from school supplies to clothes. I thought guys weren't supposed to like shopping, but not only did he not complain once, he actually seemed to be enjoying himself.

However, my annoyance slowly began to ebb as Shane and I sat down for lunch. He'd insisted on buying, since I'd spent most of my money on school supplies. He also scooted into the booth beside me when we were seated and resumed his old habit of playing with my little finger.

"So what's been with you today, Mitch?" Shane asked casually as the waitress took our plates away. "You seem, well, pissed or something." He tried to look me in the eyes, but I refused to look up and meet his gaze.

"It's just that, ever since the lake thing," I began, "you've been way too protective. I almost never get a private moment to myself."

"Sorry," he said sincerely. "I just don't want to let you out of my sight in case, you know-"

"I do know. But you have to trust that I can take care of myself, and that nothing will happen," I told him softly, leaning on his shoulder. Our dessert came then, and I began to sit up so he could use his arm again, but he pulled me closer to him and dabbed some whipped cream from his sundae on my nose. I frowned playfully at him, and wiped chocolate sauce down his face, grinning cheekily. He stuck his tingue out and I laughed at how ridiculous he looked.

After paying for our food, we wandered aimlessly around the mall, hand in hand, all my irritation towards Shane gone. Once again, people began snapping pictures of us together, but instead of hiding my face, I held my head high this time. I wasn't ashamed to say that I had completely fallen for Shane Gray. We ended up goofing off and taking pictures of each other in ridiculous hats and outfits, until we were informed that the mall was about to close for the night. The two of us review the pictures on the way home, thankful that we had the entire bus to ourselves; we could laugh as loud as we wanted, and non one else would hear besides Shane, myself, and the bus driver.

"When we get home, I'm printing this one out and framing it," Shane declared.

"Oh no you won't!" I teased back. He was pointing at a picture of me in and over-sized floppy sun hat and bright pink Kanye West shades. I pointed at a picture of the two of us; me smiling nicely in the same hat and shades, and Shane wearing a Disney Princesses hat and making a crazy face.

"I'm keeping this one forever," I declared, mostly because I knew it would annoy him.

"Evil," he growled playfully in my ear.

"I had fun today," I smiled as we walked up my front steps. Already, it was almost nine, and I knew that my mom would kick Shane out before he could even set a single foot inside the house. So, I stretched up on my toes to give him a quick good night kiss, then turned to open the door.

"I love you, Mitchie," Shane murmured.

"Love you too, Shane," I replied, then stepped inside, my mind far away. A new though had just occured to me.

In two weeks, summer would be ending. Me and all my classmates would go back to school, and Shane would leave Loch Arbour again, and go back to California. I really didn't want things to end the way they did five years ago, but I also couldn't see how we would be able to work it out. Everyone knows that long-distance relationships never work, not even with friends. When you move somewhere new, sure, you keep in touch with your old friends, but only for a while. Soon, you make new friends, and over the weeks and months, you begin to have less and less contact with each other until you almost don't know them at all. I slumped to the ground and covered my face with my hands.

What was I going to do?

Aaaaaannd... DONE!

Like I said at the top, I honestly think you're lucky I wrote it down on paper. For some reason, I come up with better idea when I actually write it out, rather than type it. When I type things, I come up with such unrealistic ideas, and then nothing fits together, and then I have to go back and fix everything. I think that's partially what took me so long with the last chapter. I typed the entire thing originally, but kept coming up with crappy ideas, so I finally gave up, wrote it on paper, and retyped it on here.

Anyways, I not only wrote this chapter, but the rest of the story. It makes me sad to realize how close this is to ending, especially since even I didn't anticipate it ending so soon. Don't worry, there are still at least five more chapters left in this story, and a sequel in the making. And trust me, even I didn't know what was going to happen until I actually wrote it. It's amazing what plot bunnies will do when you aren't paying attention. I think it's not that bad of an idea, but it'll torture you guys. But once again, don't worry. I promise that there will be a sequel.

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