Hey guys, so here is probably the last chapter. It really stinks, but that's because I stink at endings. Then again, this was just supposed to be a OneShot in the first place, but I love Smitchie, so I couldn't help continuing it, lol.

Well, how 'bout this, if you did like this chapter, and you would like me to continue off it, let me know, okay? Thanks! Again, I do not own anything Camp Rock, except the DVD.

The concert was starting. Lights flashed, smoke filled the stage floor, fans screamed.

"This is it," Caitlyn jumped beside her friend. "Are you excited, Mitch?"

"Thrilled," Mitchie lied, talking through the lump in her throat. You haven't seem him since last summer, She told herself. He probably doesn't even remember you. This calmed her down, but at the same time upset her stomach.

Caitlyn let out a loud whoop when the brothers entered the stage. It wasn't 'till then that Mitchie actually had a sense at how close these seats really were. The brothers entered one by one. Nate, who entered towards the left; Jason, who entered towards the right; and Shane who hopped smack dab in the middle of the spotlight.

"Hey guys!" Shane shouted through his microphone. "Are you ready to rock?"

The fans cheered as Mitchie felt herself get lost in Shane's voice, his eyes and basically his entire presence just rows away from her.

The brothers narrowed their eyes on the crowd as if they were searching for someone. That's when Nate's eyes landed on Mitchie. A grin came over his face.

"So, I thought we'd start the show off tonight with something new," Nate spoke through his own microphone. "How does that sound?"

The crowd responded with loud cheering.

"A new song?" Jason spoke up to Shane. "I didn't study a new song!"

"It's learn, Jas. You didn't learn a new song," Shane said. "And neither did I. I don't know what Nate's talking about."

The brothers gave their youngest brother a strange look. Nate responded with a grin and began playing the notes he memorized from Shane's song he had played backstage.

Shane's eyes widened as Jason picked up the tune and started singing the lyrics into his mic. Shane panicked, looking all around, nervously. Suddenly, his eyes landed on a familiar face in one of the front rows. Mitchie.

Mitchie had noticed him, too. Blushing, she turned away and walked off into the crowd, unseen.

Curious, Shane ran offstage, heading towards Mitchie.

"Shane," Jason called after him. "That's not what rehearsed, dude!"

The crowd broke into confusion.

Nate pulled on Jason's shirt collar. "Just keep playing," Nate hissed, avoiding contact with his mic as he talked, unlike Jason. The two brothers smiled, Jason's more crooked than Nate's, as they turned Shane's love song around and started playing their biggest hit, "Three's Company".

Meanwhile, Mitchie had managed to slip out of the crowd as she ran down the concert halls, searching for a bathroom to hide in. But as she ran through the halls, so did Shane, and as both of them weren't looking, they both collided right into each other in the middle of the floor.

Mitchie was the first to look up, her gaze meeting the top of Shane's head. "Sorry," She said, trying her best to stand up. She was about to get running again when she noticed Shane hadn't gotten up, or moved at all, for that matter.

"Shane…?" She began, nervous to say his name, but remembering how great it was to say it again.

He didn't move.

"Oh, shoot," Mitchie mumbled, heading over to the passed out rock star. She lifted his head in her hands and looked at his head for any sign of a bruise. She rubbed her thumb across his forehead gently. "Shane? Hello?"

"Ughmf," Shane grumbled, opening his eyes. Mitchie screamed, letting go of Shane's head. He let out another groan of pain.

"Sorry," Mitchie apologized, softly.

Shane's eyes shot open at the sound of her voice. He blinked a few times and noticed her leaning over him. "Mitchie!" He shouted, hurting his head.

"Shane?" Nate's voice echoed through the halls.

"Mitchie?" Caitlyn called, walking the other way.

Within seconds, the two friends had caught up with Mitchie and Shane in the middle of one of the hallways.

"Mitchie!" Caitlyn squealed, helping up her friend. "You found him," She whispered happily in her friend's ear."

At the same time, Nate had managed to help Shane to his feet, smiling back and forth from Mitchie to Shane.

There was a pause and shuffle among the small group when another voice echoed through the halls.

"Guys! I ran out of "Knock Knock" jokes to tell the audience," Jason said, running towards the group. "You guys gotta come help me! It's getting crazy out there!"

Nate rolled his eyes. "I never said tell them jokes, Jas. I said to stall them until I got Shane back."

"How else do you stall an audience?" Jason asked.

"Hmm, I don't know," Nate replied, sarcastically. "Play music, maybe?"

"Oh…" Jason said. "Okay, I'll go do that." He began running back down the halls when Nate stopped him.

"No need, dude," He said. "We're right behind you." Nate turned to Shane. "Right?"

Shane ran a hand through his hair. "Yeah, sure thing." He turned to Mitchie. "So…I guess I'll see you after the show, 'kay?"

"Y-ye-" Mitchie stuttered.

"You sure will," Caitlyn replied for her. "Me too!" She said, holding out her backstage passes.

"Oh, cool," Shane smiled. "Good, that saves a lot of paperwork."

"Shane!" Nate called through the halls.

Shane saluted towards the girls. "See ya later!"

As soon as the rock star disappeared behind the corner, Mitchie relaxed.

"That went well," Caitlyn grinned.

"It could have gone better," Mitchie said, rubbing the huge lump now on her forehead.

So, what do you think? Should I end it there, or should the next chapter be them meeting after the show? Please R&R! =]