'Cause We Are Finally Free Tonight

By: SoTotallyCliche - Melrose

Chapter One.

"Honey have you seen whose moved in next door?!" Connie burst into Mitchie's room excitedly, rushing over to her window and peering outside.

"Uh huh..." Mitchie muttered, concentrating deeply on her math homework.

Of course she'd seen who stepped out of the blue mini that very morning, slinging his checkered guitar case over his shoulder. Of course her heart had skipped perhaps a hundred beats as he pushed up his cap, his handsome face framed by a mop of black hair now clearly visible. Of course she'd ducked as soon as his face tilted towards her curtains that swayed as she pushed herself away, dropping on her bed suddenly out of breath.

"Well?!" Connie grinned, confusion flickering in her eyes as she stared at her daughter who kept her face hidden by her curled hair. "Don't you want to go say hi?"

No! Mitchie shouted mentally staring so hard at the math equation in front of her the numbers blurred.

Why would I want to see him again after all this time?

How awkward it would be, she mused shaking her head. "No? But Mitchie, honey he's your friend?" Connie said kindly, biting her tongue to add a 'maybe more than a friend' to the sentence.

"Mum I just don't want to see him!" Mitchie snapped slamming her math book shut and turning the volume up on her computer. She heard her Mother sigh and the door click shut behind her and glared at the computer screen.

Turning the music back down she fell backwards on her bed staring up at the ceiling, tears forming in her eyes remembering the last time she'd talked to him.

"So you want to go for a canoe ride later?"

"I wouldn't miss it," she smiled up at him, he'd forgiven her! He grinned back flicking his hair out of his eyes, "well I better get back up there, Brown wanted... something," he rolled his eyes playfully lifting his hand to briefly stroke her arm.

"So meet you later... in our place?" he winked and smiled broadly as she nodded happily.

Only she didn't meet him later.

...Or rather he didn't meet her.

She waited in the dark, shivering as the cold breeze blew over her body. Where was he? she'd questioned looking over at the cabins away from the lake. Lights still flickered outside where celebrations of Final Jam were still commencing. Still she'd refused to leave, he would come. She was sure of it, and so she stayed till at least gone twelve.

Then with tears in her eyes she'd wondered back to her cabin to find her Mum waiting out on the porch for her.

"Mitchie where have you been?!" she scolded taking the blanket from her shoulders and wrapping it around Mitchie.

"I-I was waiting..." she stuttered, her teeth chattering.

"Waiting for what? Mitchie didn't you want to say goodbye?!"

Mitchie swallowed the lump that was forming in her throat as she suddenly noticed something, or lack thereof. The limos gone...Shane's limos gone...

"Urm... I- when did they leave?" she questioned her heart plummeting through her body.

She tried to keep her voice light, like she knew they were leaving all along. Connie cocked her eyebrow suspiciously, "about an hour ago," she replied then jumped up startled as Mitchie ran into the cabin slamming the door behind her. Burying her head into her pillow she cried herself to sleep, with the same question running round her mind "why didn't he say goodbye to me?"

"You sure you don't want to come?" Connie repeated the same question she'd been asking for at least 2 hours. "Urghh I'm not feeling well, I'm going to bed," Mitchie groaned pushing her plate away from her as she sat at the dining table.

"Well I'll tell them you said hi?" Connie called after her daughter as Mitchie stormed up the stairs. Sighing she picked up the Apple Pie she'd made as a house warming gift for the 3 teenagers and their parents.

"What ever happened that night?" she muttered as she walked out the door and over to the next house.

"My heart broke"

Was the silent answer to that question. A single tear slipped down Mitchie's cheek as she climbed into bed burying her face into her pillow.

"I'm never leaving this room again!" Mitchie vowed to the darkness, not noticing the slight creak of her door, or the light that flooded in from the hallway.

"Really? Cos I dunno the showers across the hall... and god you'd smell," came a light voice that startled her so much so that she fell off her bed, landing with a heavy "Ooofffhh"

"Ouch sorry, didn't mean to scare you," Mitchie jumped up before he could help her and shook her head glaring slightly. "How did you get in here" she demanded switching on her bed side light. 

"What no hug?-" he started then as she kept up frosty manner he added "-How have you been Mitchie?"

She smiled slightly at his attempt to smooth things over, she always did have a small soft spot for him. "I've been okay actually considering... how are you Nate?"

He smiled lightly back at her "I've been good, it's cool to move here, even cooler that your next door," he grinned sitting down briefly on her bed. "Yeah I guess so," she agreed though not with her heart. 

"Well at least I know if Jason eats all the Cheerio's in our house I can just pop over here," he chuckled trying to lighten the mood, "and your always welcome round ours," he nodded standing up and walking over to the door. Mitchie remained rooted to the spot, still slightly confused as to why he was here, in her room and although she didn't want to admit it. Was wondering why Shane wasn't here instead. 

"We've all missed you," Nate said embracing her in a quick hug before opening her door further, "I'll let you get back to bed, night Neighbor," he grinned waving once before stepping out the door.

"Neighbor," Mitchie echoed hearing her front door close, she felt a small smile tug at her lips for the first time that day. At least Nate was her neighbor also, she remembered the many small but deep talks she'd had with him at Camp Rock. Him becoming the sort of brother she'd never had. And theres Jason, who had the ablility to make her laugh in every situation, but at the same time could also make any situation awkward as hell.

Lastly there was Shane. 

The way he'd made her feel, sitting on the dock with him as he sung to her, even singing with him in final Jam, she could've sworn there was a connection. A connection that he obviously didn't share. She felt tears prick her eyes once again and shook her head furiously, she just had to stop feeling sorry for herself.

Yes maybe its conceivably that he was possibly, going to be, perhaps the love of her life but...

None the less, "when life gives you lemons... you squeeze them in Shane Grays eyes," she smirked at her own quote and chewed on her lip. Maybe I could make him pay, she mused slipping back into bed and drifting off to sleep, her heart wasn't completely in on the idea but it helped to sooth her somehow. 

Yes.

Shane Gray is definitely due for a good old taste of revenge. 

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