Okay, so Im back…back to Fanfiction after my exams and back with another story. This is smitchie as well and I've had this idea for sometime now so I just need to get it out of my head…don't worry I have not forgotten about 'What did she do to your heart Shane?', and will be continuing it soon, but in the meantime I want to concentrate on this. It wont be a very long FF maybe around 10 chapters or so, depending on the type of response I get, so don't forget to review. Enjoy!

"And Mitchie.." My red haired boss said as she opened the front door, ready to leave for work.

"Yes Margaret?" I asked paying half of my attention to her and spending the other half trying to get hold of little Timothy who was running around the spacious living area.

"It will be past midnight by the time I get home today, so don't wait up for me and don't forget to do your packing, okay?"

"Ohhh…kaaayyyyy" I squealed, running after Timmy.

"And…I left her clothes out on the bed, so just put them in a bag and you should be fine..." She informed me, leaving the house.

I just nodded, knowing fully that Margaret was out of the house and unable to see me, but just a few seconds later she came back in, popping her head through the front door "and remember to pack all of your clothes including a dress for the wedding, Mitch….I think it's time I see you in one, I know you'll look ravishing.." She said winking at me.

I laughed at the idea of me in a dress that too looking ravishing. In my sweet dreams.

"Who wants choco pops?" I grinned at Timmy. The name of the chocolate cereal finally got her to stop.

"Me…Me! Me!" She screeched holding her hands up for me to carry her. She wrapped her tiny legs around my waist and hands around my neck as I carried her to the kitchen and placed her on the counter.

I'm Mitchie Torres, by the way. I've been working for the Johnson family for 3 months now, as a nanny of course. This was never my career choice, and still isn't , but life takes you through experiences you never thought you would have to face.

The Johnson's are great. Margaret or Retty as I call her for short is awesome, she was absolutely opposite to what I thought my boss would be and her husband, Jerry is close to the coolest person I have ever met in my entire life and Timmy is the most gorgeous 4 year old I have ever seen, honest. I couldn't have asked for any other better family, but this is not what I'm supposed to be doing I'm supposed to be studying in my fourth year in medical school, but am skipping this year.

I didn't exactly have enough money for the tuition and ever since my father died last year money has been quite tight in the family, my mother being the only other earner, she has to support my younger brother too, so I didn't want her to stress about my tuitions so I decided to take the year off, earn the money and get back to learning how to save lives and this job pays well so I'm happy with whatever life has offered me till now.

Later on that evening, after putting Timmy to sleep I went through the racks of jeans, track suits and pants in my closet trying to find something appropriate to wear at the wedding.

Oh did I mention The Johnson's also happening to be related to The Gray family? I know crazy right? Jerry is Denise Gray's younger brother. Connect 3's uncle to be more precise and Jason Gray is getting married this Sunday, but don't tell anyone, okay?

Only the guests know and the media cannot know at any cost, but I have no idea how they plan on getting married on Sunday as its practically snowing cricket balls in New York, and Retty expects me to wear a dress, I mean is she alright? I'll probably freeze to death, and honestly I hate dresses, I'm more of a jeans girl, why cant I wear a pair of them to the wedding?

The pile of pants just kept growing, but I couldn't find a single dress, not a single one, Can you believe it? I sighed, blowing at my bangs in defeat, when I suddenly caught a glimpse of something black, something black that didn't look like it had to legs. I eagerly pulled it out of my closet and stared at it happily. It was the black dress my mother had given me on my 21st birthday last January.

"This will do.." I whispered to myself slipping the dress inside my suitcase

The wedding was on Sunday and we were leaving tomorrow, Tuesday, so we would be staying nearly a week. Jerry already left for New York Last week so that he could help his sister and nephews in the wedding preparations, see I told you how cool he is.

How do I feel about staying near for Connect 3 for nearly a week, you may ask…well…see I'm not a crazy fan, well not anymore actually….wait can I call myself a fan at all? See I used to be those crazy types when I was in high school, crazy for a particular band member, Shane Gray, but then I realized they are people like me and they also breathe the same air I do and stopped most of the craziness, not that connect 3 still aren't famous. they are huge, enormous. Girls would still kill to see them but I just grew really busy with studies and never really had the time to listen to any of their new songs. The last time I hared one of their songs would probably be 3 or 4 years ago although Retty and Jerry do play their music around the house so I hear it sometimes, but nothing major, really.

I admit I'm a little excited….I want to see how the wedding will be, how beautiful the bride will look, I hared her name is Danielle. Never really had the time to flip through the gossip magazines to check out a picture of her, but I hared she's gorgeous and very down to earth by what Retty said. I want to see Connect 3 up close even though I'll never get to speak to them, but still I'll be able to see them and honestly I'm very happy for Jason, I used to adore him, I'm happy he's settling down, but there is a part of me and a very huge part that is very anxious…I dislike being around strangers and Im going to be around 397 strangers, excluding Retty and Jerry of course.

Being around strangers just makes me feel much more self conscious than I really and knowing that the strangers would be among Hollywood's rich and famous just makes me feel more uncomfortable. I don't know how I'll cope.

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"Retty!" I heard jerry's voice call from somewhere in the busy New York airport. I looked around randomly and spotted my brown haired boss approaching us with a huge grin on his face. Next to him was another brown haired male, much younger. His face was just a blur to me, but as they approached his beautiful features became much more vivid. He had very familiar curly brown hair. I remember during high school I had expressed a desire of running my hands through his curly brown locks to see if they were really as bouncy as they looked. I smiled at the sudden flashback and realized he has the same curly locks as Jerry.

They came closer and I saw his beautiful face, his skin still looked baby soft like it did when I was 15. By the time I had finished my analysis they had already come to us. Nate Gray and Jerry Johnson were standing in front of us. One of them who I see every day, and the other who I had seen for the first time in my life.

"Aunt Margaret…!" Nate exclaimed, hugging his aunt.

"You're growing your hair again?" Retty questioned running her hands through his deep brown curls.

Nate blushed till his pale white cheeks turned cherry red and just smiled.

"Mitch I cant wait till you meet the whole family you are going to love them.." Jerry exclaimed hugging his wife, then taking a sleeping Timmy from my arms and into his.

Nate looked at me, still smiling, but probably wondering who I was…see this was the uncomfortable feeling I was talking about. I guess Retty saw the awkwardness between us and decided to break it.

"Nate this is Mitchie, she is great. She looks after Timothy when we're away, and Mitch this is Nate..you know who he is.." She said winking at me. Again with the winking this is so embarrassing, Retty wants to hook me up with Nate she made her intentions clear on the plane and no matter how much I begged her to not make a fool out of herself and me she wouldn't oblige….she thinks it's a good idea. I definitely don't think so.

"Hi I'm Nate.." He said with a warm smile, extending his hand.

I slipped in hand into his, shaking it and replied with a smile "Mitchie.."

"Well, it's nice to meet you Mitchie, you're going to have a great time with us.." He assured.

"Well Mitchie doesn't know anyone other than us of course, so I was hoping maybe you could stay with her or give her company.." Retty butted in.

"Sure, no problemo Mitchie, You'll be fine with me.."

I gave Retty a glare and took Timothy from Jerry's arms…" umm…I think I'm best at taking care of Timmy.." I replied, mostly to Retty, causing her to laugh.

"Come on Mitchie, you've come to a wedding, I'm sure you deserve to have some fun, don't worry about feeling awkward around all of the guests, truth is I don't know half of them…you'll be fine and now you know one more person, me, so stop worrying, you're my friend now and my friends have to have fun at my brothers wedding.." Nate commanded.

I couldn't help but smile at his. "Okay.." I weakly replied.

This was going to be much more that I expected. Let the celebrations begin.