Internet Girl

Summary- She was his best kept secret. He didn't plan on sharing her with the world. She was his Internet Girl. AU- Smitchie story.

Chapter 17- Best of Two Worlds

Mitchie's heart completely just stopped right there, even as the staticy singing continued. She knew that it was the same voice she had already begun to miss hearing for a few days basis. "Shane.." She whispered blankly as he began to sing the next line.

"I'm sorry for the things, I never said to you"

Immediately, the brunette was sure where the sound was emitting from. "Caitlyn..." Mitchie mentally cursed (and thanked) to herself, dashing quickly for the poorly folded graphic tee. Hidden beneath all the fabric and many wrinkles, there lay a solid black walkie talkie, which had a sticker that read 'Property of Jason.' wrapped along that side. If she wasn't in such an..awkward situation, Mitchie would've chuckled.

As Shane began to sing the chorus, Mitchie felt a rush of excitment, only to be broken out of her thoughts by a small tapping by the window. Without thinking, she ran towards the window, knocked away her purple curtains, and practically shoved her double windows open. She expected to see the raven haired boy grinning up at her, whilst trying to win her heart back like the guys always did in the movies, but honestly, that pretty much never happens. Instead, all she saw was the Torre's backyard.

"Stupid Caitlyn...joking around with a stupid recording..." Mitchie muttered, tossing the now turned off walkie talkie on the bed before angrily marching out of her bedroom. 'I think this is an ice cream moment.' She thought as she turned the corner and headed towards the stairs. Just as she was going to take the first step, the brunette was taken aback by the figure staring straight at her, as well as nearly falling down the stairs in the process.

" I must be dreaming..." Mitchie mindlessly stated.

"It would be a pretty awesome dream, don'tcha think Mitch?"

The brunette shook out of her shocked state before sending the person an irritated, as well as confused glare. "What are you doing in my house Shane?" She finally asked him.

"Serenading you?" The boy answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "I-"

"Let me make this easier for you- how in the world did you get in here!?"

"Caitlyn lent me her spare key..."

The brunette girl let down an exasperated sigh. "Why didn't I expect this from her?" She muttered, making her way down the stairs and towards Shane. "You don't need to be in my house." She huffed as she placing her now fisted hands on both sides of her hips, trying to give off a touch facade. "I order you to leave!"

Shane simply shook his head. "No." He refused, his voice timid as well as strong. "Not until you hear me out."

"You know what Shane? Stay as long as you want." Mitchie said, brushing shoulders with him as she pushed past him. "Just don't expect me to listen to anything you say!" She shouted from the kitchen, though she desperately wanted to say the opposite.

The brunette grabbed a smal tub of ice cream and a metal spoon for herself and just as she turned around to return to her bedroom, she let out a surprised shriek as well as dropping the items in her hand. "What's wrong with you?!" She shouted to Shane as he continued to slowly move one of the living room recliners to block the bottom of the stairs. "Getting you to hear me out."

"What part of 'don't expect me to listen to anything you say' do you not understand?"

"I completely understand all of it." Shane answered with a grin as he entered the kitchen. "I'm not saying anything." In a split second, the boy propped his guitar in place, ready to play the instrument. "I'm singing."

Mitchie scoffed. "As if that makes things better!" She exclaimed. "How about this- don't think that I'll be listening to anything you say or sing!" The brunette rolled her eyes at him once more before turning to leave the house via back door. Before you could even say 'Stop!', Shane's hand clasped onto her arm.

"I know you Mitchie. I know you'll listen." He told her softly.

The brunette girl held back her breath for a short moment before yanking back her arm and marching out of the door and towards the street. Just like she predicted, Shane followed soon afterwards, keeping a short distance between the two of them. "Shadows in your eyes, your smile's colored black. You don't need someone who never saw your empty life..." He sung out loud whilst strumming along on his guitar.

A frustrated Mitchie plugged her fingers into her ears in attempt to drown out his singing. "La la la la la I can't hear you Shane Grey!" She shouted, only to make him raise his voice to a higher level.

"I never made you smile. I promised deep inside. I wanna be the one who's gonna keep your satisfied..."

The fourteen year old girl swiftly turned around and attempted to dart back to her home, but before she knew it, Shane left the guitar hanging by the strap and once again held a tight grip on her arm, pulling Mitchie closer to his side. Without the use of his guitar, the boy continued singing without any music.

"I'll make it up to you, I promise to. It's really hard to tell you I'm sorry." By now, the two held a strong eye contact, with Mitchie trying to stare him down, even though tears were threatening to pour down the side of her cheeks. Luckily, the girl didn't budge this time as Shane softly sung the ending lines of the verse while gazing into her eyes, just like how Mitchie had been wanting. "You're just a part of me, and I can't let you go. Please forgive-"

Before he even had the opportunity to finish, the trembling girl threw her arms around his neck, tiptoeing to press her lips against his own. Without a second thought, Shane kissed back, his hand no longer grasping onto her arms. The kiss lasted for a few more seconds before Shane pulled away, nervously biting his lip. "Please forgive...me?" He quickly finished, flashing her a cheeky grin. "So...what do you say?"

No answer.

Mitchie simply stared at the boy, her expression completely blank. This made him feel highly uncomfortable, even to the point where he just wanted to turn around and run far far far away. "That bad?" He questioned meekly.

"Why do you keep coming back Shane?"

A confused Shane raised his eyebrow, sending her a questioning expression. "What do you mean? I've been here about 20 minutes..."

The brunette girl grinned. "Not right now. I mean...why...do you want me to forgive you so much? I don't want so sound like a jerk, but why does it seem like you're so determined to give me an apology until I accept it."

"Well...the first part of the song pretty much explained part of it."

"But how do I know you're sorry? That this whole thing won't just repeat itself a month later?"

Shane grabbed Mitchie's hands into his own, gripping them as if life depended on it. "Do you trust me Mitchie? Do you really think that I want to run this entire week- probably one of the worst weeks I've ever experienced- all over again?" The girl slowly shook her head no. "Mitch, you told ElRockstar15 that he was the best guy ever. You trusted him with a majority of your secrets. You came to him when you were upset. Why can't our relationship be like that again?"

"Because I'm scared okay!?" Mitchie finally snapped at him, her shining eyes now replaced with aggravation. "Can't you just understand that I need more time then this to think all of this over!"

The raven haired boy shook his head, not fully understanding why she was suddenly shouting at him. "I don't think our situation takes that much time to think over." He concluded. "It's pretty much just a yes or no type questions."

"You're not the one deciding..." She muttered.

Shane smiled weakly at the brunette, brushing off her bad attitude. "Can I at least sing a little more of the song before you make your 'big decision'?"

"Why not! You've already snuck into my house, scare the crap out of me, and chase me around the neighborhood like a stalker! What else could you possibly do?!"

"I'll take that as a yes!" Shane exclaimed, trying to keep a visibly positive tone and expression. He grabbed Mitchie by the forearm and dragged her back to the backyard patio of the Torres household, though she showed no objection of it. Just as she was about to sit herself down on the porch steps, the brunette was suddenly led towards her father's hammock, which was tied on trees at both ends. "Ladies first." The boy gestured.

Mitchie hesitantly climbed onto the weaved piece of furniture, fearing that her weight would cause the entire thing to topple over. As she settled herself on one side of the hammock, Shane tossed his guitar on top, before hoisting himself on the other side. "Are you ready?" He asked her. Mitchie simply nodded. "Y'know Mitch, you don't have to listen if you don't want too..."

"I know. I'm trying out this new thing called trust." She answered, harsher then she had intended to. Regardless, Shane simply grinned at her before strumming the guitar chords that he had practiced only a half hour ago.

I'm sorry for the lies
That I kept telling you
I'm sorry for the things I never said to you
Hoped to get your call almost every time
No matter what they said
I kept pretending I was fine
But I can't hide the truth
I never can
It's really hard to say I'm sorry
You're just a part me and I can't let you go
Please forgive me...

It's really hard to tell you I'm sorry
I don't wanna break your heart again
It's really hard to tell you I'm sorry
I don't wanna see you cry again
It's really hard to tell you I'm sorry
Is there anything that I can do?
It's really hard to tell you I'm sorry
I don't wanna break your heart again

"That was...nice." Mitchie trailed off, staring at her bare feet.

"Um...thanks?" 'Not the reaction I wanted...'

"But-"

"There's a but?"

"There's always a but Shane. Anyways, I...I should be the one apologizing." Mitchie admitted, finally gaining enough courage to look him in the eyes, revealing the small glistens in her eyes. "I shouldn't have overacted like the way I did. I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry for letting this get out of hand."

"I'm sorry for not trying hard enough to patch things up."

Shane smiled softly, crawling across the hammock towards Mitchie. He pulled her in to a warm embrace, which she gratefully returned. "I'm sorry for letting you be Nate's girlfriend for almost 24 hours."

The brunette girl chuckled at his attempt to lighten up the mood. "You're such a terrible friend." She smiled at him.

"Only to Nate."

With a heavy sigh, Mitchie pushed herself backwards, landing on the hammock with a soft bounce. "So what do we do now?" She asked, gazing upwards at the stars. "Are we friends? Are we frenemies? Are we acquaintances?"

"Well, we-"

"Should we just avoid each other? Should we just stick as friends? Maybe we should-"

"Date?"

Mitchie scoffed jokingly. "Date you? I'd be better off with Nate."

"Ouch." Shane hung his guitar by the strap on one of the nearby branches before playfully covered his heart with his chest. "I can't believe I just got rejected for Nate. There must be a mistake!" The boy fell besides Mitchie, staring into the sky. "You know we need to discuss all of this before we make a decision about where our relationship stands." He told her softly, though he hesitated to say 'relationship.'

"Tell me your story Shane."

"Story?"

"The reason why you started going on chatrooms."

Shane sighed. Inside, he didn't want to tell anyone why he had become an Internet addict for a short period of time. To him, it was a shameful thing, especially when there were more productive things he could be doing...like saving the rain forest or stopping global warming. "It's kinda lame-"

"But it'll make you feel better."

The boy smiled weakly. "Long story short, I pretty much got really bored one day since Nate was staying after school to work on his drumming and Jason was going off to look for some work. Went online and met some really cool people, leaving us off with the great dramatic story we have started."

"Now don't you feel better?" Mitchie turned to look at him, her expression covered with a wide grin.

"Not really, but maybe I will after you tell your story?"

The brunette girl rolled her eyes, but agreed anyways. "Okay, so you know how Caitlyn and Sierra were pretty much my only friends?" Shane nodded. "Well, we don't really have much of the same interests. Sierra's into...schoolwork while Caitlyn's obsessed with dancing and music production. And you know me, I'm the quiet girl who likes to sing when no ones watching."

Shane shot her a sympathetic smile as she continued on. "So I went online, trying to find someone I could just talk about things that I like...and then we met up. Remember what type of room we were in?"

The boy nodded. "Music." He added with a smile.

"Exactly. And then, the rest is everything that happened last week."

"You know..." Shane trailed off, turning his head towards her. "You could have talked to me. Even Jason or Nate. We talk about that stuff all the time..."

Mitchie scoffed. "And be scarred for life with embarrassment? No thank you! Remember when I talked to you after Mr. Carter's class?"

-Flashback-
"Wait!"

"Yes?" Shane asked, not even attempting to hide his annoyed tone. He impatiently tapped his fingers on the hard cover of the text book, waiting for the girl to at least glance. Just as he was going to make his escape, Mitchie quickly spoke up.

"D-do you want to hang out tonight?" She asked timidly, before quickly adding on. "Shane."

The brunette nervously bit onto her bottom lip, hoping for a positive answer, but just as the words came out of his mouth, she felt her courageous expression drop. "I'm sorry Mitchie, but I have plans tonight." He told her as he focused his attention on his shoes, trying to avoid any eye contact with her. "Maybe another time?"

With a single nod, Mitchie quickly pushed past the 15 year old boy and darted out of the classroom as quickly as possible. As she flew by the few remaining students who were putting their schoolbooks in their lockers, Shane sighed. As he left the classroom, he couldn't help but notice two things. One- the disappointed expression Mr. Carter was sending to him, and two- how Mitchie was being comforted by Sierra and Caitlyn in the middle of the hallway.
-End of Flashback-

"Okay, so maybe I wasn't so friendly." Shane blushed meekly, thinking back on his 'dark days.' "I was in a rush to talk to ThisIsMe123! Gotta give me props for that!"

Mitchie shrugged indifferently. "Maybe." She started. "But it was still traumatic. Good thing Caitlyn and Sierra were there for me though!"

-Flashback-
"I'm fine you guys." Mitchie muttered as she shoved her History text book in her locker. Behind her, both Caitlyn and Sierra were pushing her to tell them what happen, as well as to ignore what happened. "He just said no. Period."

"I bet he's secretly hooking up with Nate or Jason!" Caitlyn exclaimed, kicking one of the bottom lockers. "I speak for the both of us when I say that we're sorry for forcing you to ask Shane out. We totally missed it! I mean, he's always wearing those super tight jeans-"

"Cait! Don't start rumors like that!" Sierra scolded her friend by slapping her shoulder. "What she's trying to say is that you can do way better then him anyways."

"Who's better then Shane Grey?" Mitchie wandered miserably, sticking her head deeper into the locker. "You both even said that he's worshipped by over ninety-nine percent of the female population in all of L.A!"

"That was before we found out he didn't like women!"

"Caitlyn!"

"It's true!" The curly haired girl defended, rubbing her now sore shoulder. "I think Sander's free tonight..."

-End of Flashback-

"She said I was gay!?" Shane nearly shrieked, covering his hand over his mouth. "And said that I was with with my best friends?!"

The brunette giggled at shock. "Calm down Shane. She was angry." She grinned as the boy stared at her, his expression filled with a pout. "Anyways, you guys aren't helping yourselves by the way you dress."

"I personally love the way I dress. But that's besides the point. No more getting off the subject, okay?" When the girl nodded in defeated, Shane happily rested his head over the top of hers, causing her cheeks to change it's tint. "What is the status of our relationship ma'am?"

"...I don't know." Mitchie sadly admitted. "You know I like you, and I'm taking a hint that you like me, but it's just so awkward to think about us 'together' you know?"

Shane nodded half-heartdly. "But it shouldn't stop us from trying now should it?"

The girl tilted her head upwards as she saw Shane's face elevating above her. "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying what you think I'm saying Mitchie. Will you go on a date with me?"

Mitchie froze. 'A date? We haven't even established a friendship yet and he's going off about dates!? But it would be really really cool since he seems to be the really romantic type...' "I'd have to think about it." She replied coolly, keeping a mischievous expression on her face.

"What if I add a please?" The raven hair boy asked, flashing her a charming, yet adorable pout.

"How can I refuse then?"

Shane smiled happily before lying back down, closing his eyes in peace. A moment passed the silence before he spoke up, his voice weak. "That was a yes wasn't it."

Mitchie nodded. "I'm pretty sure that's what I said."

Excitedly, the boy rolled over, giving the girl a small kiss on the cheek. "You know, you should really learn to give someone exact answers. You might just end up confusing someone one day."

"Fine." Mitchie beamed towards the sky. "How about- can I have a real kiss?"

Just as Shane leaned in to kiss her fully on the lips, the two jumped apart upon hearing whooping from the distance. Glancing from the other side of the large white picket fence stood their now complete group of friends. Nate stood with his arms crossed over his chest as he sent annoyed glares at Jason and Caitlyn, who were cheering excitedly for their friends, while Sierra on the other hand was barely able to stand up since she was laughing at the two.

"What happen to letting me woo her on my own!?" Shane shouted towards his two friends, who finally silenced themselves.

"Like we honestly thought that you could pull this off on your own!" Caitlyn shouted back, high-fiving Jason in the process. "But I guess we were wrong."

Nate, finally tired of the group acting like they were, finally spoke up. "What they're trying to say is, let's all go out tonight and celebrate Smitchie." He added with a taunting smirk. The other three teens stood snickering like school children as Shane jumped up to tackle his best friend. Luckily, Mithie pulled him back before he could hurt himself by attempting to jump the 2 foot fence.

"I think there's free popcorn at the movie theater tonight?" Mitchie cutted in. Quickly, the other happily agreed and made their way towards the theater. Just as the brunette was going to follow, she was pulled back by Shane, who leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her lips. "Will you go out with me this Friday?" He asked breathlessly after pulling back.

Shyly, Mitchie nodded before wrapping her arms around Shane's waist for a hug. Without another word, she rested her head in his chest as Shane bent down and whispered in her ear. "And this time, I promise to show up."

A/N: The end :D I'm sorry for not posting this was early as I know I could have, but I have so many excuses xDD Writer's block being one of them and busy work days another XDD So...yeah this is the end of Internet Girl. I'm kinds sad, yet so relived that I'm done lol. Sorry if the ending sucked, but I couldn't think of anything else xD Thank you everyone who is reading this for following and supporting this story for these long and very inactive monthes. I hope you liked the story itself overall. ^-^ Erm, I don't really know what else to say since this is the first 'story' story I've ever finished. Well, I know that I'm in a slight writing mood again so...maybe one-shots since they don't require much love and affection xD

But once again, thank you all so much for the reviews, compliments, favs, alerts, tips, and just plain conversations :D You are some of the best out there and I advise you to never forget that :D Okay, I'm done now before I make the author's note longer then the last chap :D

Disclaimer: I still got nada :D P.S I forgot to add!! Song is Sorry by Sweetbox! Youtube it! XD