Mithie groaned.

Shane seen with another girl? What will Mitchie Torres say?!

Mitchie spotted alone. Where's Shane?!

Tabloids are everywhere. The chance of having privacy now is zero to none. Worse thing is that her issues with Shane became headline news. Ever single magazine had at least something about them.

Lindsey Lohan passed out while partying!!

"Apparently not all of them," she mutters to herself.

Mitchie tossed the new issue of PEOPLE! magazines and leaned her head against the window. She could somewhat see street signs pass by as the tour bus continues to drive to the destination. The girl looked around the bus. It was dark already; her band already sleeping at the back. She was the only one awake, the place only dimly lit by the street lights from outside. Mitch looked down her polished nails and picked at it. Everything was what she wanted. At least that's what she thought she wanted.

After Camp Rock, Mitchie's life practically soared up high. Although Peggy won, everyone else thought she should tour with Connect 3 too. It was good, after all she always wanted to be a professional singer. And then there was Shane. It was bound to happen. With Mitchie touring with them, her and Shane got closer and then close enough to officially be a couple. That's when the tour became great.

Everything was great. After the tour, Mitchie and Shane were inseparable. The public loved them for loving each other. They were each other's dates for special occasions. They were pictures of them sharing kisses on the streets. The two were practically the 'it' couple at the time. Mitchie enjoyed every bit of it. What else could she ask for? Her career was leading to a success with her debut album becoming a hit. She was in the arms of someone every girl wished at night. She had every reason to be happy. But everything seemed to be hitting the all time low after.

With the release of her first album, she also started a summer tour across America. She was thrilled about it, of course. Mitch was really doing it; she was fulfilling her dreams. With every performance, she sang with a smile. After every single one of them, tears would always manage to reach her eyes and she feels grateful for all of it. And every day, she would text Shane how she misses him so much. She'll smile when he says he misses her too. A few days turned into a month or so and that's when the singer noticed some things. No longer will they talk at least every day on the phone. It became less frequent. When it does happen, only awkward hellos and hurried goodbyes occured.

Mitchie continued to pick at her black nail polish. A couple hours ago was her last concert of her summer tour and her next stop is home. She sighs. Shane hasn't talked to her in a week or two..or four. The only thing that's keeping her updated were the magazines. It's been a year since Camp Rock, was this the end of her and Shane already? Mitch shook her head, not wanting to think about it. She leaned against the glass window again. She noticed tiny droplets appearing until finally, rain came full force. The rising star watched water slide down the window as tears slide down her cheek as well.

"Somewhere we went wrong..."

Mitchie lifted her legs and hugged them close to her chest. She sat there on the seat cuddled against the window.

Mitchie's whole body jerked forward as the bus halted to a stop. Good thing a table stopped her from falling forward. Well, not so much for her stomach.

"Ow. Okay that one's painful," she grumbled as she rubbed her aching tummy.

"Morning to you too Mitchie! We were wondering when you'd wake up," one of the bandmates chuckled.

"Oh by the way, does your look sorta lopsided? I think leaning on the window isn't so great after all, huh?" Another one says.

The 17 year old girl pouted and rubbed her numb face. Her band laughs as they hear her mutter 'jerks'. She blinked a few times before checking out the window and later regretted it. The sunlight shined brightly before her eyes. She squinted before her eyes could adjust to the light. When Mitch looked out again, she smiled. What she saw was her California home. Home. She turned toward the band.

"I guess this is where I say goodbye? I'll see you guys soon I hope," she flashes them a quick smile.

"Group hug!"

Before the singer could react, she had four guys envelop her in a hug. She squealed and tried to slap them away. When Mitch realized they wouldn't let go until she hugged them back, she gaved in.

"I had fun guys. Don't forgot to chat, okay?" she says as the hug ended. All of them nodded in agreement.

She steps out of the bus and then turned to wave goodbye. When she turned to face her house again, the brunette couldn't help but squeal and jump in excitement. With that she races to the front door.

"Mom! Dad! I'm home!" She knocks the door a couple of times, until she hears a loud scream from the inside. She giggled as she hears hurried steps down the hall and then the door swings opens.

"Ah, my baby girl is back home!" Before Mitch could even say hi, her mother engulfs her in a warm hug.

"Come in, Mitchie. I was just finishing your favorite dish. Your father is in the living room. I'm sure he's dying to see you too. Oh my god, I missed you soo much all this summer," Connie never let her daughter go. But Mitchie didn't mind. Not one bit.

"Oh mom, you don't know how much I missed home. It's sooo good to be back. I can finally relax," she hugs her mother tighter.

"I'm feeling a little left out here. I was waiting for you in the living room but your mother seems to be getting all the attention," a deep voice interrupts the two.

"Daddy!" Mitchie runs towards her dad, "Don't worry, dad. I still love you."

"Come on. The food's getting cold. I'm hungry," with that her father leaves towards the dining room.

Mitchie shakes her head. Her dad always needed a full stomach.

In agreement, Connie adds as she follows her husband, "He has a black hole for a stomach that's for sure. Come one, Mitch. Hurry before you're father finishes it all."

God she missed this. She giggles to herself before following suit. After all, she wants the food too!

Mitch sighed when she jumped on her bed. She hugged the soft bedsheets and buried her face into the pillows.

"Mmm, so comfy. I missed you bed," she chuckles to herself. She shifts around so that she faced the ceiling. The room was lit by one night light.

Her bedroom was just as she left it, but cleaner. Her mother must've organized things up while she was on tour. Mitch patted around her bed until she felt her phone. She holds it up and debates whether she should call or not. Even after everything, she still missed Shane. It hurt her knowing that they haven't talked in forever. She dialed 1 and Shane's name appeared on the screen. Yes, she did make him first on the speed dial. After a few minutes of staring at the name, she gave up. She pressed clear before dialing 2 and then the pressed the call button. It rang two times before a voice came through the other line.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Caitlyn? It's me, Mitchie.." Mitch replies softly.

"Mitchie? THE Mitchie Torres? Wow, you're freaking home. Finally! Dude, you don't know how boring it is just to go shopping with Tess for fun. Do you have any idea how much I suffered while you were away, Mitch?!" Caitlyn whined on the other line.

"Sorry Caitlyn, I promise I'll make it up to you. What else did you do besides being Tess's shopping slave?"

"Oh hmm, well I guess I just went to some parties and then dance rehearsals and such. But geez, enough about me. What about you, Ms. I-just-went-to-a-tour! Tell me everything," Caitlyn's question made Mitchie cringe. She partly wanted to avoid talking about it.

"It was fine. Just fine." Caitlyn wasn't convinced.

"Liar. Something happened. Is it about the jerk Shane?"

"..." It was silent on Mitch's side.

"Miiiitch, you know I say this with love and care, but that ex-dickhead is turning into a dickhead again. Are any of the tabloids true? Mitch, c`mon answer me pleasee," Caitlyn begs.

"...I don't want to talk about it," was what Caitlyn got.

"Miiitch, please. Let it out. I know you'll deny it forever and you'll end up hurt big time."

"I called you so I wouldn't talk about it..." Mitch resisted her friend's beg. She sat up on her bed and scooted back to lean against the headboard. She waits for Caitlyn to talk back.

"So I'm guessing some of it is true." The singer resisted again.

"Caitlyn, whatcha up to?"

"Fine.. Uhm, I'm watching E! news. Gotta love being told that celebrities' life are crappier than mine."

"Gee thanks Caitlyn. Thanks," Mitchie grumbles.

"Oh you know you're not included buddy!! I mean seriously you're waay better than most of the girls out there. Look at Lindsey Lohan, that girl tota- oh my god." Mitchie became confused.

"What happened Caitlyn? Something wrong?"

Silence on the other line.

"Caity? You still there? Are you okay?" Mitchie grew concerned, but sighed and relief when she heard her friend's voice.

"Uhh, yeah. I'm fine. I just, uhm, just saw something. But I'm all good," she stuttered out.

"What'd you see?" The singer relaxed a bit, but grew curious.

"Nothing, just nothing," the voice grew high-pitched, indicating Mitch that she lied. Mitch stayed silent, waiting for the truth.

"..."

"..."

Caitlyn caved, "Okay okay. So you know how I was watching E!? Well, they sorta.. uhmm.."

Mitch grew impatient, "Just spill, Caitlyn."

"Fine.. they just showed a clip of.. err.. A clip of Shane, uhmm, 'mingling' with a girl." Just hearing it made Mitch grip her phone tighter and her chest ache.

"Caitlyn..define "mingling."

"Uhh..mingling.. like..CPR-ish?" Caitlyn said sheepishly.

At that moment, she felt a rush of emotions. She shook with anger and muttered a goodbye before hanging up.

How could he freaking do that? That two-timing jerk!, she thought.

"UGGGH," she screamed out before finally letting the tears out. She felt broken. No, she felt forgotten. The hearbroken teenager curled on her bed, clutching her chest as if she was experiencing physical pain. But she knows that any physical pain is far better than what's she's feeling right now. Mitch tries to breath in calmly, but only ends up choking and continue to sob uncontrollably.

"You've forgotten about us..."

Disclaimer: No ownership.

Okay, so I'm back writing for after how long? I know, this isn't what you expected. I'm probably gonna leave my other on hiatus still.. I'm sorta over them.

But anyways, I've been obsessed with Demi/Selena fics for a while now. I'm sorta disappointed on the lack of good stories with that pairing. I'm inspired by the writers OfficialTess, Marissa-Xtreme Haley Fan, wheredoesithurt, and so much more. I guess, I just wanted to spread this pairing, cause well.. I find those two fucking hot together. So please please please, if you enjoy reading about this pairing, why not write about it?

Eventual Mitchie/Alex, it's a gradual process. Bear with me, I'd like to make this story nice and cozy before you get some real action. Stay tuned, reviews are welcomed.