Hehe, okay I wrote this during a movie in history soooo yeah. I was bored and I kinda wanted to try something new, so like yeah. Here ya go!

O and its Smitchie(;

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TRAILER.

Breaking News:

Sorry to disappoint the female population that absolutely adores the boy band Connect 3 but the last available Gray is off the market. Yes that is right ladies, bad boy Shane Gray has officially been pulled off the market by America's favorite first daughter, Mitchie Torres. Torres was spotted sporting a humongous diamond ring on her left hand when the two were spotted at Portland Hills for dinner. When asked if she was engaged, Mitchie simply shot the paparazzi a smile before locking hands with Gray and entering the restaurant. A source says that the engagement is just a stunt to improve Gray's image but everyone knows that a picture speaks a thousand words. And the pictures of Hollywood's most beloved couple for the past few months have shown nothing but love. We are still waiting to hear from Shane and Mitchie's reps but we also wanna hear from you. So what do you think Hot Tunes viewers? Is the love between Smitchie real or are they only dating to improve Gray's image?

I clicked off the TV. I, of course knew the answer to that. It took me a while to actually figure it out…and when I say a while I mean three months later at our wedding. Yes, I am the other, prettier half of Smitchie. I'm Mitchie Torres-Gray, wife of popstar Shane Gray (he may say he's a rockstar but if you've actually listened to his music, he's a popstar). And no we didn't just get married for publicity, even though that was the dominant reason in the beginning…

The life of the president's daughter consists of fancy parties, public events, secret service, and barely ever seeing your own parents. To say I was tired of living in the White House was an understatement. My life was a constant routine all perfectly planned and timed to the last second. I despised routines.

So since I was on a routine everyday, I was currently waiting to be called down for breakfast with my parents. They tried to have breakfast and dinner with me everyday but most of the time they failed miserably and I just ended up eating with my two Secret Service men. Yes, I have two men in black following me around at all times. Yay me.

"Michelle, breakfast!" John, one of my bodyguards called through my door. He was outside of my door at all times just in case something happened. With the amount of security we have around this place, I doubt anything ever would happen.

I brushed my dark brownish reddish hair into a ponytail before yanking my Ugg boots on and exiting my room. John instantly followed behind me, later joined by his twin Jacob. Ugh.

And surprise, my parents are actually at our extra long dinner table today. My heart swelled as I took my usual seat in between them at the heads of the table. I was an only child and the friends that I had grew tired of being checked from head to toe every time they wanted to hang out with me so I was glad my parents were actually here. I felt as if America got to see them more than I did.

"Morning Michelle," they chorused with genuine smiles as one of our many maids brought out breakfast. I smiled back as my dad set down his newspaper and exchanged a look with my mom. Uh oh, what'd I do this time?

"Michelle," my father started as I bit into my jelly covered toast. To everyone else he was intimidating but to me he was just my dad. I never really found myself even a little bit afraid of him but I guess it was just because I was a daddy's girl.

"We are having very special guests here for dinner tonight and we need you to be there," he said as I just nodded. Where else would I be?

"Am I allowed to ask who these special guests are?" I smirked as I jabbed my fork into my eggs and took a bite. Rosie, our chef, was the best cook ever!

"Are you a fan of the band Connect 3?" My mom asked as I snorted and sipped on my orange juice thoughtfully. I thought their music was stupid and had no real soul behind it. They had been here a few times for some charity benefits and I had been forced to talk to them but they had come off as…jerky. And I didn't get along well with jerks. And when I say "they" I mean their hair obsessed leader, Shane Gray.

"No not really, why?" I asked as they both sighed and I suddenly wanted to know what the big deal was.

"Well they are our guests. And we have big news tonight so please look your best," I self consciously looked down at my short pajam shorts and slightly faded t-shirt. Well if I wasn't going to be doing anything all day, what was the point of dressing up just for breakfast?

"Of course I will," I said as we finished breakfast in an awkward atmosphere. Are you awkward with your parents? Because you're not supposed to be.

I was not looking forward to this dinner. If anything, I really just wanted to curl up with some pickle juice covered popcorn (mmmm, now im hungry) and watch "Titanic" for the rest of the night. Since I was schooled by a private tutor at home, I had no pre set bedtime and could stay up as long as I wanted. School for me was only four hours and it wasn't even that bad.

Still, my parents insisted (more like my mom insisted) that I wear a very short yet subtle dress, what she described as perfect dinner attire. It was basically just a simple black bodycon dress that hugged my dominant curves and had a circular neck line that covered up my humongous boobies. There was a thin red belt that just added color to the dress and so I was wearing red tights with black stilettos to finish the look off. I wasn't gonna lie to myself; I looked like sex on legs.

"Michelle, our guests are here!" I probably wouldn't resent my parents so much if they would drop Michelle and just call me Mitchie. They were the only ones that even still dared to think of calling me by my government name.

I slowly made my way down the circular staricase, John and Jacob following me. I heard a sharp intake of breath as I reached the foyer and forced a smile at our guests. There were the obvious parents of Connect 3, a little curly headed boy, a strikingly beautiful raven haired girl, and of course, Connect 3 themselves; Jason, Nate and Shane.

I could feel Shane's eyes trailing along my body as my mom elbowed me, motioning me forward.

"Hi, I'm so glad you could join us for dinner today," I lied through my teeth with the smile that had won America over. I was the president's daughter; I could capture anyone's heart with a smile.

"Hello Mitchie, we're so honored to be here!" The father I assumed said as he shook my hand after he greeted my parents. I just continued to smile as an awkward silence graced upon us.

"Mitchie these are our children. This is Frankie," The mother, I asuumed gestured to the tiny curly headed boy who gave me a bright smile, "This is Sonny, our oldest," Sonny reached out to give me a hug as I awkwardly just let her, not knowing where to put my hands. She pulled back with a smile and flipped her hair over her shoulder.

"Sorry, I'm a hugger,"she apologized as I giggled and she laughed along with me.

"And of course you know Jason, Nate and Shane," she finished off as I continued to smile at them. It was a wonder my face hadn't cracked yet.

"You're so pretty," Nate said as I blushed and ducked my head. Wait, didn't he have a girlfriend?

"Don't forget about Caitlyn Nate," Jason reprimanded him as he brought me into a bear hug. Jason I could deal with, he was just like a little kid.

"It's nice to see you again Shane," I started with a bit of venom in my voice as Shane just hummed in agreement. His cold gaze made me uncomfortable as I shifted my weight; why was I suddenly intimadated by him?

"Shall we eat?" My dad questioned as everyone nodded and our servers lead us to the dining room.

I trailed behind and I felt Shane's hands brush against the tips of my fingers, causing an electric current to shoot from my fingers all the way through my body. I pulled my hand away, afraid he'd touch me again and I'd feel the same thing. I mean…that didn't mean anything did it? Shane walked ahead as if nothing had happened and I sighed and blew my hair out of my face. This was going to be a LONG dinner.

Hehe, u don't get to know what happens at the dinner till chapter one. So how did ya like it? Gimme some feedback. Next chapter of this and TWC should be up soon, idk what to call this…hmm, ill think of something. LOVE YA, BYE(:

One hour later…

I FIGURED OUT THE NAME! ARRANGED LOVE! HOW IS THAT? I COULD ALWAYS CHANGE IT. OKAY, BYE(: REVIEW!