The big day! Yes, Mitchie's big day! Anyone else excited for this? I hope you know what's also going to come out of this day, right? Yeah, if you know what I'm talking about, I don't even have to explain. So, enjoy and don't forget to check out Mitchie's dress on my profile page. And if any of you want you can put Mitchie's body on the picture :) Oh, and this chapter starts out in Shane's POV.
So, like I said before, ENJOY!
I woke up the mext morning, feeling extremely wide awake. For some reason, I didn't get very good sleep that night, probably due to the fact that I was so excited for Mitchie's surprise birthday party. I know, I know. She told me she didn't like surprises, but come on, this one was just begging to be done. I couldn't just let it go.
I looked at my alarm clock, seeing it was ten after eight. I rolled out of bed and tousled my hair, walking into the bathroom across the hall. I undressed and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water wake me up even more. Five minutes later I stepped out and dried off, wrapping a towel just below my navel and walking back into my room. I got dressed -dark wash skinny jeans, blue denim button down over a white v-neck and grey converse- and dried my hair off even more with the towel before tossing it into the hamper.
Suddenly, my phone started playing my newest ringtone: "Tonight, Tonight" by Hot Chelle Rae. I picked it up off my nightstand and looked at the screen. Caitlyn. I smiled and answered it.
"Hey Caitlyn," I said.
"Hey Shane, did you just get up?" she asked.
"No, I've been up for a while now."
"Good."
"So, how are the decorations working for you? Got everything all planned out?" I asked as I walked out of my room. I jogged down the stairs and headed into the kitchen.
"Yeah, finally. Marissa and I were up until like 12:30 last night. Did you know Pepsi doesn't actually keep you up?" I chuckled. "So, what's the plan for today?" she asked as I grabbed an apple from the counter.
"Well, I'm gonna go pick up my clothes, from the dry cleaners, for tonight," I opened the fridge. "then I'll come back here, help you guys out for a while, " I grabbed a bottle of Fuji water. "and then I'll go spend some time with Mitchie before I bring her back here at one o' clock." I said and closed the fridge door.
"Wow, were you up all night planning that?" Caitlyn asked. I laughed.
"No, I just know what I'm gonna do. Are you and Marissa on your way over here?"
"Well, I am. Marissa called me and said she had a couple things to do before she'd make it, but I'm pretty sure she's coming soon."
"Ok. My parents are still home so you guys can just walk right in, I'll leave a key at the back door inside the frogs mouth just in case they're gone."
"That what?" she asked, confused.
"It's a little statue of a frog. Anyway, I gotta go. I'll see you guys later." I said.
"See ya." she said and we both hung up. I closed my phone and shoved in in my right back pocket. I took a bite of my apple and walked over to the front door, grabbing my keys and opening the door.
"Mom! Dad! I'm going out! I'll be back after a while!" I shouted to my parents who were somewhere in the house. I stepped outside and closed the door behind me, walking over to my car and hopping in, starting the engine and backing out of the driveway. I pulled onto Mainstreet and headed toward the Dry Cleaners.
[Caitlyn's POV]
After hanging up my phone call from Shane, I put my hair up in a messy bun and grabbed my car keys from the key tree by the front door. I walked outside and got the decoration boxes from the garage. I unlocked my car doors and shoved the boxes in the passenger seat before hopping in. I started the engine and backed out of the driveway, heading toward Shane's house. I'd never actually been inside Shane's house before. I had to wonder what it looked like.
Would Shane have one of those humongo mansion type houses with five bedrooms, seven bathrooms (three of which full bathrooms), an enormous living room with a seventy inch plasma screen and a kitchen where everything was gold and more expensive than my current house, or would Shane have a typical size house, one with two bedrooms, two bathrooms and a normal sized living room that lead to a normal sized backyard with a normal sized pool? I was curious, but it wasn't like I was going to go snooping around the second I was inside. No, I was way to good of a friend to do that.
I was pulling into Shane's long driveway 15 minutes later, seeing the long and tall stone wall that was hiding the house. Crap. I thought to myself. He's got a mansion. I couldn't even see the house from where I was, but I knew from the stone wall that there was something big behind it.
I got past the stone wall and, as my body was building up with excitement, saw what was behind it, I suddenly became confused. Shane's house was nothing close to a mansion. He lived in a two story house that was no bigger than Mitchie's. But it was definitely nicer than Mitchie's and had a bigger yard, but still.
I turned off the engine and pulled the keys out of the ignition, stepping out of my car and walking up to the house with the boxes of decorations. I knocked on the front door and waited. The door opened five seconds later, revealing a gorgeous looking woman.
"Hi, Mrs. Gray?" I asked and she nodded.
"Can I help you?" she asked with a sweet voice.
"Um, I'm one of Shane's friends, I'm dating Nate. I'm here to help set up Mitchie's birthday party."
"Oh, of course," Mrs. Gray said with a smile on her face as she looked at the boxes under my arms. "Come on in, Caitlyn." she motioned for me to come in and I did, taking in their house. The walls were beige with white trim and border, the floors were all cherry hardwood and the staircase was a spiral in the center of the room. Not to mention, the house was perfectly decorated.
"Wow, your house is amazing!" I said excitedly. Mrs. Gray smiled.
"Thank you, Caitlyn. Would you like something to eat, to drink?" she asked, her hands behind her back and her shoulders straight. She was much taller than I thought she would be.
"Uh, maybe some orange juice?" I asked and she nodded.
"You can put those boxes in the living room. I'll be back shortly." I nodded and walked into the living room, again, being shocked by how amazing their house looked on the inside. Perfect. I set the boxes down by the couch and pulled my laptop out of one of them. I set my laptop on the coffee table and turned it on as Mrs. Gray walked into the living room with a glass of orange juice.
"Thanks, Mrs. Gray." I said as she handed me the glass. I took a sip from it and set it on the coffee table.
"So, are you the only one setting up the decorations?" she asked, looking worried. I shook my head.
"Jason's girlfriend, Marissa, is coming over here in a little bit to help, but Shane said he would also help some." she nodded.
"Well, as long as you're not the only one doing the work here. I would ground the boys if they made you do it all by yourself." I giggled.
"Well, you don't have to worry about that Mrs. Gray, they are all very considerate." she smiled.
"If you need anything else, Caitlyn, just holler." I nodded with a smile and she walked out of the room. I got to work.
Ten minutes later, Marissa arrived in her yellow 98' camero convertible. I let her in and she gasped.
"I know, right?" she nodded and we walked into the living room to get busy. I had gotten a few things up, but not much. I had gotten a banner put up, hanging from the fire place, and I'd managed to blow up a few ballons, but quickly got lightheaded and had to stop. I was so happy that Marissa was here to help, but it was still going to take us forever.
After we got a banner hanging over the archway, one that read Happy 18th Birthday Mitchie! on it, I looked at my watch. 9:35. "Ugh, where's Shane? He should have been back already?" Marissa shrugged and I sighed as we continued.
[Shane's POV]
I picked up my stuff from the Dry Cleaners and got back in my car, pulling out of the parking lot and getting onto the highway. But as soon as I pulled out, the light up ahead turned red and I was behind four other cars, one being a semi. I looked at my watch, seeing it was a little after 9:30. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and went to my contacts. I decided I would call Nate and see where he and Jason were at, considering I didn't see them before I had left.
"Hello?" Nate asked, obviously not looking at his screen before he picked up.
"Nate, it's Shane, where are you guys at?" I asked. The cars in front of me were not moving at all, mainly because the light was still red.
"Hey, uh, me and Jase are just leaving the store." Nate said and I sighed with relief.
"Good. Did you get everything?" I asked, still waiting for the light to turn green. Why was this light taking forever?
"Yeah. Hey, hope you don't mind, but Jase and I got Mitchie persents as well." I smiled.
"Nah, that's great, thanks." I told him and the light turned green. YES!
"No problem."
"I'll see ya at home, ok?" I said.
"Yeah, see ya." Nate said and I hung up, pressing on the gas as the cars in front of me started to move. I shoved my phone back in my pocket and drove home.
This was making me nervous. I wasn't feeling like this the night before; I was feeling great then, but now, it was a different story. I wasn't sure what was going to happen when the moment came for me to pop the question. Was I going to throw up from all the butterflies in my stomach? Was I going to suddenly lose my voice and not be able to speak the words? Or was my heart going to explode from all the pounding? These were the questions, questions without answers, for now anyway.
I arrived back at my house, pulling into our long driveway and shutting off the engine. I got out and grabbed my clothes from the back seat. I walked up to the house and headed inside, since the door was already unlocked.
"I'm home!" I called and instantly heard something fall, then shoes moving. Caitlyn appeared at the entrance of the living room.
"There you are! I've been wondering when you'd get here. We still have so much to hang up. Please help!" she said and I nodded slowly, seeing her panic. She sighed and walked back into the living room. I hung my keys back on the key tree and hung my clothes in the coat closet. I walked into the living room, seeing all they had done. It had started to look pretty good, but I could tell there was still a lot to do.
I helped hang another banner over another archway, some stars on the walls, some stars hanging from the ceiling (which were pretty hard to hang, considering the ceiling was way high up) that ended up being just about six feet off the ground.
Nate and Jason showed up five minutes later, carrying five bags of food and drinks, plus one bag that held their gifts for Mitchie. I had Caitlyn help me dig up a long party table from the basement and set it up in the living room behind the couch. We layed one of the tablecloths from the party set and the guys put all five bags on the table.
I helped the girls blow up some more ballons and finally after five minutes of that I looked at my watch. It was almost 11:00.
"Crap! I need to go you guys. Sorry I can't stay and help." I said and stood up from the couch.
"It's ok. Thanks for the help." Caitlyn said and smiled. I smiled back and walked out of the living room.
"Have fun!" I heard Marissa call.
"I will!" I shouted back, a smile on my lips. I grabbed the box Mitchie's dress was in from the coat closet, my clothes and walked over to the front door. I grabbed my keys and jogged back out to my car, hopping inside and starting the engine. I backed out of the driveway and headed toward Mitchie's house.
On the way there, I had realized that I hadn't even called her when I woke up to wish her a happy birthday, not even a text. I sighed and decided there would be no better way than to tell her in person.
I pulled up next to Mitchie's house and parked along the curb. I turned off the engine and hopped out, hiding the dress and my clothes behind the back seat. I didn't want her to see her dress too early. I walked up to her front door and took a deep breath, trying to calm my fast beating heart. I was so nervous, I felt like I was going to die of a heart attack. Relax, Shane. I thought to myself. Just think about other things. Think about Mitchie, not the ring. Think about her party, not the ring. Think about her... the ring would look amazing on her. I smiled, thinking of how she would possibly react. Her eyes going wide, her smile growing, her arms wrapping around my neck as I spun her around.
I shook my head of my wandering thoughts and knocked on the door. I heard movement and then the door opened, revealing an always gorgeous Mitchie. I smiled. She was wearing a purple plaid button down (sleeves rolled up of course) over a white tank top and short denim shorts.
"Hey," she said, smiling.
"Happy Birthday!" I sang and she giggled, walking closer to me and wrapping her arms around my neck. I pressed my face into her neck, noticing she smelled like vanilla. I smiled even more.
"Thanks," she said and pulled away slightly to look at me. "but I honestly don't feel eighteen."
"Well, you sure seem older to me." she gave me a confused look.
"Are you saying I look old?" she asked and my eyes widend.
"No, I mean, I-"
"Shane," she inturrupted, laughing as she spoke. "I'm kidding." I chuckled and shook my head, smiling at her.
"You are such a tease." she giggled.
"I know." she said and got on her toes, kissing my lips. Hers tasted like buleberries. I love blueberries. I cupped her cheeks in my hands, deepening the kiss. We pulled away three seconds later. "Wow," Mitchie said, catching her breath. "was that my birthday present?" I chuckled.
"No, I'll give you your present later." I said and she pouted slightly. I kissed her forehead, still chuckling. "Come on birthday girl." I said and took her hand, pulling her over to the staircase. We walked up and headed into her room. She closed the door and turned to me, smiling. I sat down on the edge of her bed and she walked over, sitting on my lap, facing me. I placed my hands on her lower back and held her as she leaned down, pressing her lips to mine. Hers so soft and plump. Her kisses were incredible and I hoped that no one else would get to enjoy them like me. I ran my hands over her bare thighs, feeling her press harder against my lips. I ran my fingers along her inner thighs and she let out a not-so-quiet moan. We pulled our lips apart for a second, trying to catch our breath. Once we did we were back together, my hands now running across her stomach under her shirt.
In the back of my mind, I knew my limitations, I knew how far to go, how far not to go. I knew this was as far as we would go, but I wanted to run my hands across every inch of her skin, every crease, bump. She was beautiful, she was amazing, she was all mine, but I couldn't let my mind get carried away. I loved her and I never wanted to hurt her.
Five minutes later, Mitchie and I were still at it. She was panting so hard, but she didn't seem to care. I was panting just as hard, but I didn't want to stop her. Suddenly, Mitchie ripped off her button down shirt and tossed it to the floor, leaving her in just her shorts and tank top. She pressed her chest to mine and my heart suddenly sped up. She wasn't wearing a bra. Crap. I pulled away, panting . Mitchie did the same. She looked confused, a little hurt. "Mitch, you know... we can't." I spoke through my panting. She bit her lip and nodded, looking down at her hands on my chest. I hated making her feel this way. I lifted her face, looking into her eyes. She smiled weakly, the tears building up in her eyes. This was not going the way I had planned. "Babe, I love you, you know I do." I whispered, she nodded.
"I know." she whispered back, her voice cracking. I pulled her to me, wrapping my arms around her, holding her, letting her know I wasn't mad or upset. Maybe a little dissapointed. "I love you too." she whispered into my ear and I closed my eyes.
I am, without a doubt, going to ask Mitchie to marry me, I told myself in my head. and nothing is going to stop me.
It was twenty til twelve before Mitchie and I finally stopped making out. We were both panting, but it didn't matter. I could have stopped breathing right there in her arms and I wouldn't have regreted one second of my life with her. We lay on Mitchie's bed, her in my arms and her hands in my hair. I pressed my lips to her forehead, feeling her soft skin. She could have been a model if she wanted.
"I just realized something," she spoke in a soft voice.
"What's that?" I asked, running my hand through her hair as I kissed her forehead again.
"It's already almost twelve and I haven't seem my parents all morning. They said they'd take care of my party, but they're not here. And where is Sierra? Caitlyn? I thought they said they would help?" I looked down at her, a worried look making lines across her forehead where I'd just been kissing. She didn't need to worry, she shouldn't have been worrying.
"Babe, calm down. I'm sure everythings going to be fine, trust me." I said with a sure smile. She sighed and nodded, closing her eyes for a moment.
"You're right, you're right. I just need to relax and enjoy this." she smiled and I rubbed her cheek with my thumb. "But you know," she started, rubbing her fingers over the hem of my denim shirt. "I would really enjoy this more if you didn't have this on." I looked at her eyes, realizing she wanted me to get undressed now. I thought about it. I was guy, it's not like I had a chest to cover up. Besides, it was just my denim shirt, I wasn't actually taking off my v-neck. What the heck?
I sat up some and pulled off my denim shirt, tossing it to the floor. I layed back down and held Mitchie closer.
"It was getting hot in here anyway." she giggled.
"I know. I wonder where it's all coming from?" I laughed and pressed my lips back to hers. She smiled against my kiss, running her hands across my chest. I held her face in my hands, continuing to rub her cheeks with my thumbs. Suddenly, Mitchie's tongue was in my mouth, fighting with mine. I smiled, enjoying this very much. I pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. The only girl I had ever experienced a french kiss with was Mitchie... and it was probably the most amazing french kiss I would ever have.
We pulled away after what seemed like hours and I looked at the clock. It was 12:10. I sighed, trying to catch my breath.
"Why do you keep looking at the clock? Do you have to be somewhere?" she asked and I looked back down at her.
"Yeah, I actually do." she became confused.
"You do?" she asked and I nodded.
"Yeah... with you." I explained and she smiled, but the confused look was still on her face. "I've got a little surprise for you,"
"Oh really?" she said, rasing her right eyebrow with a grin on her lips. I smiled back.
"Yep. But we'd better get going or we'll be late." I said and pecked her lips before climbing off her bed and retreiving my denim shirt from the floor. She sat up.
"Late for what?" she asked, that confused look still on her face. I would never get tired of that.
"For your surprise." I stated, slipping my button down shirt back on. I picked up Mitchie's from the floor and tossed it at her. She caught it and slipped it back on. Suddenly my phone beeped, notifying me of a new text message. I pulled it from my pocket and flipped it open, seeing Nate's name pop up. I read it.
"We're just about finished. Some of the guests showed up early to help, thank goodness! Caitlyn and Marissa are at their homes getting ready. Where are you and Mitchie? -NG" I smiled and texted Nate back.
"Awesome. We're gonna head over there after I give Mitchie her dress. -Shane" I hit send and closed my phone, shoving it back in my pocket.
"Who was that?" Mitchie asked, crawling off her bed and walking over to me.
"That was Nate, he wanted to know where I was." I told her and she nodded. It wasn't a lie, that was the truth. I looked back at Mitchie's clock, seeing it was now 12:15. I grabbed her hand and smiled down at her. "Are you ready for your first surprise?" I asked.
"Yeah," I laughed and pulled her with me as I left her room, heading down the stairs and out to my car. I told Mitchie to stand right beside the car and close her eyes. I opened the back passenger door, leaning in and grabbing the box. I pulled it out and turned to face Mitchie. I smiled at her. She had a huge smile on her face and she was covering her eyes with her hands. She was definitely excited.
"Surprise," I said and Mitchie pulled her hands away from her face, looking down at the box in my outstretched hands.
"Shane," she said, taking the box. She carefully untied the bow, letting the long ribbon fall to the ground. I picked it up and watched as she lifted the lid, pulled away the parchment paper and gasped, seeing the shiny pink material in the box. She handed me the box and I held it for her as she pulled the dress out, watching it extend to the ground. "Oh, Shane..." she whispered, tears flooding her eyes. She turned to me and wrapped her arms around my neck, crying into my shoulder.
"I'm guessing you like it?" I asked and she giggled, pulling away to nod.
"Yeah, I love it, thank you." she smiled and kissed my lips. I wiped her cheeks and she sniffled.
"Now, why don't you go get changed and then we'll leave for your surprise." I smiled and she smiled back, nodding before running back into her house. I followed.
Fifteen minutes later she came walking down the stairs, leaving me speechless. Her hair was pinned up, random curls framing her face, her lips so shiny you could have seem them from a mile away. And her dress - just wow. She looked so beautiful. I just about broke down crying because she looked so incredible.
"Wow," Mitchie spoke as she looked at me, standing on the last step. I was confused for a moment, but remembered that I had changed as well. I was wearing a charcoal button down -the sleeves rolled up- with a pink tie that Mitchie said looked amazing on me, black suit pants and black dress shoes. I chuckled.
"Wow yourself." I said and she blushed. She lifted her dress to take the last step and I noticed her silver strappy heels. Yes, she liked silver. She walked over to me, taking on of my hands. "You look beautiful, Mitchie."
"Don't make me cry," she said and blinked away oncoming tears. I smiled and rubbed my thumb against the back of her hand. Suddenly, I noticed something sparkle. I looked down at Mitchie's neck and saw that she was wearing the necklace I had given her at Camp Rock, the day I told her I loved her. She noticed where I was looking and placed her hand around it. "I think it completes the look, don't you?" I chuckled and nodded.
"I couldn't agree more." I said and Mitchie laced her arm with mine. We walked back out to my car. I opened Mitchie's door and held her hand as she climbed in. I closed her door an jogged over to the passenger side, getting in and starting the car. We put our seatbelts on and I drove back to my house, Mitchie completely unaware of the destination.
[Mitchie's POV]
I was clueless as to where we were going, but I trusted Shane enough to know that he was taking me somewhere I would never forget. I just hoped it wouldn't be too long, considering my pool party that would be happening sometime that day. I never asked my parents what time it would be, because I never saw them that morning. I guess I just figured they were out getting things for the party and maybe they were. They probably are, I told myself. so just relax and let your family take care of it. I smiled and relaxed in my seat some.
We pulled onto Shane's street ten minutes later. I looked at him, confused.
"I just had to grab something before we get there." he said and I nodded. Shane parked out by the curb, shutting off the engine. "You wanna come in with me?" he asked.
"Don't you just need to grab something?" I asked.
"Yeah, but my Mom is probably going to want to take some pictures of us." I giggled and nodded, opening my door. I stepped out onto the sidewalk and closed my door. I waited as Shane walked around his car and laced his fingers with mine. We walked up to his house and I noticed his Mom had recently planted some new flowers. I smiled. They were Lilles, my favorite. We got onto his front porch and Shane opened the door. "Hello?" he called and led me inside.
We walked over to the living room and, as we did, I asked, "Why is it so dark in here?" but was quickly told why.
"SURPRISE!" everyone shouted and I screamed a little, standing partially behind Shane. "Happy Brithday Mitchie!" they all shouted and I realized that this was a surprise party for me. I let go of Shane's hand, covering my mouth with both of mine. I looked up at Shane, seeing a huge smile on his face. He was the one behind all of this, this was all him. Wow. He was a good liar.
"Happy Birthday, Mitchie." Shane said and I wrapped my arms around his neck, crying from all the excitement. I pulled back some and kissed Shane, hearing the crowd go, "Wooo!". We pulled away and I giggled. I wiped my cheeks as I spotted Caitlyn and Marissa walk out of the crowd. My eyes widend. Caitlyn was wearing a dress. It was blue and ended just above her knees. She looked gorgeous in it. And Marissa looked amazing too. Hers was a creamy yellow halter dress that flowed just past her knees. They walked over, hugging me.
"Oh my gosh! You guys look amazing!" I told them. "Caitlyn, I've never seen you in a dress before. Very hot." I told her and she blushed. They told me thanks and I continued greeting people. As I did, I got to looking around the living room. There were black and white stars hanging from the ceiling, banners over every entry way and ballons all over the floor. The place looked awesome and I had my favorite people to thank for it.
"Happy Birthday Mitchie!" Sierra said and hugged me.
"Thanks, Sierra." I hugged her back. "Can you believe this?" I said as we pulled away.
"I know, it's amazing... Shane is amazing. You're lucky, Mitchie." she smiled and I smiled back.
"Thanks, and I know."
"Hey, have fun!" we hugged again and she walked away to chat with some of the other people. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and smiled, seeing Shane.
"Hey," I said over the loud music. He smiled.
"Having fun yet?" he asked. I chuckled.
"Am I having fun yet? I'm having fun now!" I spoke with excitement. Shane chuckled. I grabbed his hand. He looked confused, but I wanted to get away from the noise for a few seconds. I pulled Shane out of the living room and out onto the patio. It was so peaceful. I smiled and turned to face Shane. "Thank you." I said, smiling up at him.
"You're welcome." he said, smiling back. I wrapped my arms around him.
"This is way more than I could have ever asked for. You have no idea how much this means to me, that you would do this for me." I sighed and Shane pressed his hands to my bare upper back.
"Hey, you mean everything to me, Mitchie, I couldn't imagine not doing this for you." he said and I looked up at him. He smiled down at me and, suddenly, we started dancing, no music, no singing. It was amazing.
A few minutes past and Shane pressed his lips to my head. "You should go back in before people start getting worried." he whispered. I laughed quietly.
"I doubt anyone will miss me," Shane laughed now.
"I would." I smiled up at him, knowing he was right, about getting back in there, I mean. I nodded and we walked back in, the music blaring throughout the house. We walked back into the living room, seeing everyone again. Suddenly Nate ran over, saying something to Shane. Shane nodded and Nate walked away. Shane looked at me. "Stay here," he said and I nodded, watching him walk over to where Nate and Jason were standing at the front of the room. Shane picked up a microphone. He tapped it a few times. "Hello living room!" Shane said into the mic. I laughed and saw Caitlyn and Marissa walk over to me. "How's everyone doing tonight?" he asked. Everyone cheered. "Good, because I've got a little surprise. Here's a song for the birthday girl. Happy Birthday, Mitchie. I love you." he said, looking right at me. I smiled.
"I love you too." I mouthed back. Nate and Jason started playing their guitars, playing one of their songs: LoveBug. The crowd cheered and I listened as Shane sang right to me.
So far, it had turned out to be the best birthday of my life. I had never expected anyone to throw me the best possible party a person could ever ask for. I know I never asked for it. But Shane said he loved seeing me happy and that had definitely made me happy. But it wasn't just the party that made me happy, it was the fact that Shane was there to share it with me. I love him.
Once the song ended the crowd erupted in applause. I joined in and Shane got down from the little stage, walking over to me. I hugged him. "That was amazing!" I told him.
"It was all for you, Babe." I smiled and he leaned down, giving me a quick kiss.
"Attention!" we all turned and saw Shane's Mom up on the little stage. "Mitchie, we hope you know that everyone who put this party together was doing it just for you. And everything that you'll see is just for you. Happy Birthday!" Mrs. Gray said and all of the sudden everyone started singing "Happy Birthday" to me. I covered my mouth with my hands, feeling somewhat embarrassed, but definitely liking it. Then I saw that they were bringing over this huge cake that was white and had black music notes all over it. I squealed and everyone laughed. There were six lit candles on top, waiting to be blown out. I made a wish and blew them out, getting my picture taken as well.
We ate the cake, which was so good. It was vanilla and the frosting was buttercream, which I loved. I almost had two pieces, but I made myself stop after the first one. I decided I would have another piece later.
"Alright, present time!" Jason said into the microphone and they had me sit down on a chair next to a huge pile of presents. I almost fell over when I saw all of them. I felt so spoiled, but it was my eighteenth birthday. I felt I deserved it. Caitlyn had gotten me a new songbook to right down more songs in. It even had my name on the cover, written in cursive. Marissa got me some cute clothes from Forever21, Nate and Jason got me a brand new gibson electric guitar, pink, of course. My parents gave me one hundred dollars, Shane's parents gave me an iPod and Sierra got me some expensive looking silver hoop earrings. Other people got me jewlery, more clothes, giftcards, money, a new laptop and a new microphone for recording.
I was having so much fun opening everyone's presents that I hadn't noticed Shane wasn't in the room anymore. After I opened the last present, I thanked everyone and walked out of the living room, looking for Shane. I was just about to go into the kitchen when I ran into him.
"Hey, I was just looking for you." I said.
"I was looking for you." he said. "I guess we found each other." I chuckled.
"Yeah." I took Shane's hand and we walked back into the living room, the music still blaring. We walked over to the couch and I sat down.
"Want something to drink?" Shane asked me, looking down at me with a smile on his face. I smiled back.
"Diet Coke, please." he nodded and walked away.
"OMG," my friend Ally squealed after Shane walked away. I giggled. "How did you two meet?" she asked, leaning closer to me from the chair she sat in across from me.
"Shane and I met at camp." I told her. She looked at me, a blank expression on her face. "What?" I asked.
"That's all?" she asked.
"What do you want me to say? That he took me in his arms and told me he loved me?" I asked, giving her a look of confusion.
"Yeah. Isn't that how it happend?" now it was my turn to give her a blank stare.
"Ally, you have got to be kidding me." she looked away, getting her shy self back. I rolled my eyes and Shane walked back over, sitting down beside me and handing me my Diet Coke. "Thanks," I said and kissed his cheek. He put his arm over my shoulders and I crossed my legs, my foot against Shane's leg.
"You guys are adorable." Sierra said, walking over and sitting down in the chair beside Ally. I smiled. "How exactly did you two meet?" she asked.
"Good luck with that question." Ally muttered and Sierra looked at her, then at me.
"Why?" Sierra asked. I looked at Shane, then back at Sierra.
"Ally asked me how Shane and I met. I told her we met at camp, but she thought we had this whole moment where Shane took me in his arms and told me he loved me." I explained. "That is not how it happend." I said and took a sip of Diet Coke.
"Then how did it happen?" Sierra asked. I cleared my throat and sat up straighter.
I told her about my amazing summer at Camp Rock, how Shane and I started, how it was love at first sight, not first "I love you". But as I told them about everything, I kept on wondering why I hadn't bothered telling them right after I got home.
Now I'm thinking back to the day I came home, how I'd been silently crying the whole ride home. I was completely devistated about not being able to see Shane for six weeks, but it wasn't like I could do anything about it. I was stuck in California while Shane and his brothers were off somewhere in who-knows-what Arizona. I was sad, upset and lonely. I remembered Shane texting me that night, saying all the little things and how he was taking this as well. It turned out, Shane was feeling just as bad as me, maybe even a little more. But I knew he was strong enough to get through it. I just wasn't so sure about myself.
I finished our epic camp love story and all the girls just stared at us, in awe of what happend there.
"Oh my God, you guys should make a movie out of your summer at Camp Rock," Sierra said.
"A movie, why not a book? A book would be good." Ally chimbed in.
"You guys can't just turn our love life into a story for the big screen or the book world," I said.
"Mitchie's right," Shane spoke up. "our love isn't meant to be enjoyed by others, only by each other." I smiled, hugging him.
"I couldn't have said it any better."
"Hey!" we all looked over at the little stage and saw Nate standing up there, holding the microphone. "Hey everyone, I'm standing up here because I've got a little confession to make."
"Don't tell me you're inlove with Mitchie too!" Shane shouted at him. I slapped Shane's arm and shook my head, turning back to Nate.
"Uh, no, Shane. I love Mitchie, but like my older sister." he explained. "Anyway, my confession. About a month ago, Mitchie got a visit from two guys from Intentionally Records and their names were Randy Tellman and Otto Lancaster." I looked at him, confused. Where was he getting at with this? He continued. "Well, Mitchie was confused about how they found out about her, but no ones been able to figure out who sent them a demo of her singing her song at Camp Rock for Final Jam." My eyes widend. Nate knew who sent it in? "Well, here's the big confession: It was me." I gasped.
"O...M...G." Sierra said, her mouth hanging open. I was thinking the same thing.
"Yes, it's true, Mitchie. I sent them a recording of you. So, all I have to say is... happy birthday!" I smiled, pressing my hands to my heart.
"Thank you," I mouthed and Nate nodded, smiling back.
After tons of dancing, music and pictures being taken, the amazing party finally ended at 4:00 PM. I said goodbye to everyone, making sure they got my thanks and headed out to the backyard where Shane was waiting for me. I walked out seeing him sitting on one of the beach chairs, his elbows resting on his knees as he looked down at the sparkling pool. He was thinking, I could tell he was thinking. But I wasn't sure what about.
"Hey," I said softly and Shane looked back, seeing me. He smiled.
"Hey," I walked over and sat down beside him. I laced my fingers with his and looked at the pool, suddenly realizing that nobody had even used the pool. I laughed to myself and closed my eyes for a moment. I suddenly felt Shane looking at me. I opened my eyes and looked over at him, finding I was right. He was looking at me.
"What?" I asked, a smile on my face.
"You looked so beautiful tonight, so grown up."
"Thanks," I said and squeezed his hand.
"Mitchie," he said, his tone changing to... nervousness? I looked at him, studying him.
"Yeah?" I asked. He took a deep breath and sat up straighter.
"Remember how I wasn't in the living room when you were opening presents?" I nodded. "Well, I was actually talking to your parents." I was confused.
"My parents? Why?" I asked, sitting up straighter myself.
"Because I needed to ask them something." he said. I was still confused. What did he need to ask my parents? Suddenly Shane slid off his chair, resting his knees on the stone ground. He was kneeing right in front of me, looking up at me, still holding my hand. Oh my Gosh. I covered my mouth with my other hand. Is he really doing this? Shane reached into his right from pocket, pulling out a small box. I gasped, my eyes starting to well up with warm tears. He opened it, saying, "Mitchie, will you marry me?" and the tears rolled down my cheeks. I nodded so fast, feeling the blood rush to my head in a matter of seconds.
"Yes, yes!" I repeated in my crying voice and we both stood up, embracing each other. Shane lifted me from the ground, spinning me around as I cried into his shoulder. "Yes!" I whispered into his ear and he set me back down on the ground. Shane looked at me, seeing the tear stains on my face. He wiped them away, cupped my cheeks in his hands and kissed me so passionately, it felt like the world had suddenly stopped. I think it had.
OMG, so what did you think? That was the longest chapter ever! Over 7,700 words! And yes, he finally asked her to marry him! Eep! So what did you think of the party? What was your favorite part? Mine was definitely Shane proposing to Mitchie. Thank you everyone for reading! THANK YOU! Next chapter up soon!