You guys are seriously amazing. I love each and every one of you! you are the best readers EVER. I know I haven't updated in a long time, but honestly, life gets in the way. My school's musical (Li'l Abner!) is over, so I'm not too busy anymore. Softball season starts in January, and that will take up a lot of my time. But I will be updating soon, so expect lots of chapters during the break. Mine starts today, and I did amazing on all of my mid-terms! High School sucks though. When do y'all start winter break? Tell me!(:

Disclaimer- I don't own Camp Rock. But I do own those aforementioned amazing Joe Jonas pictures. (;

When I reached the hotel room, I realized on tiny problem. I didn't have a key. And Shane was already inside. Craapp. Trying to keep my cool, I knocked on the door for a few seconds. Nothing happened. I knocked again, but this time a little harder. Still nothing. Finally, I was so fed up I started beating on the door. It quickly opened to reveal a bewildered Nate.

"WHY were you pounding on the door?" Nate demanded, a little disoriented. He must've been asleep or something.

"Because I don't have a key, Natey Boy. And SOMEBODY forgot to give me one. Now, I'm not the accusing type, but I think his name starts with Na and ends with Te. But that's just a guess." Nate rolled his eyes, turning and walking in the opposite direction. Well then, rude much?

"MITCHIEEEEE!" a very excited voice squealed before I found myself on the floor, being tackled.

"Whoa Jase, calm down! Shane has your food!" That's a total lie. But I like my food. And Jason's. After finishing my meal, I returned to my original mission. I needed to call Sierra, ASAP.

"Hello?" A groggy voice croaked. Oh crap, she was asleep.

"Sierra? I need your help. Like, now." she groaned into the speaker.

"What?" I grinned. Sierra would do anything for me. That's why I love her.

"Something happened. And I don't know what to do anymore CeCe. It's about me and-"

"Shane?" She questioned knowingly.

"How'd you know?" Sierra just sighed heavily.

"Mitchie, I know you. I also know your history with Shane. When you think about the two together, something happening is nearly inevitable. Let me guess, he kissed you?" I nodded, and then remembered she couldn't see me, and responded with a yes. "And now you're confused about your feelings. Well, invite him to your birthday dinner. I'll observe and give a further analysis. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm exhausted and would like to sleep. See you tomorrow evening." My phone beeped, indicating Sierra had hung up on me.

Sighing, I went to find the guys. They were all in the living room, with various expressions. Shane looked annoyed, Jason looked depressed, and Nate looked rather amused. There were also fries and pillows scattered all around.

"What the heck happened in here?" Jason, who now looked rather sheepish, decided to answer.

"Shane lost my food, so I took his fries and threw them, but I probably should've eaten them. Anyways, then we got into a pillow fight, and Nate started laughing, so we hit him too, and… now you're here!" I have to admit, his rambling was rather amusing. But Shane didn't look so amused. Oops... maybe I should've given Jase his food…

"ANYWAYS, I have a proposal for you all," Jason froze like a deer in headlights. "Not a marriage proposal Jason," he untensed, "More like an invitation. My seventeenth birthday dinner is tomorrow, and I'd like for you three to attend. Well, Nate was already going to come, so really just the two of you." My pointer finger alternated between Shane and Jason.

"Sure, sounds fun!" Jason chirped cheerfully, before returning to his original task of cleaning the living room. My attention turned to Shane, who gave a slight nod in my direction. Well, I'm guessing that's two yes's.

"Okay, so I'm going to bed. Goodnight guys," I hugged Nate and Jason, and Shane nodded at me once again. Uh, no. He's going to give me a hug whether he likes it or not. Shane had always had an aversion to hugs, but that's not going to stop me. I slowly approached him, staring him dead in the eye.

"Shaaanneeee, come give me a hug?" He violently shook his head. "Please Shane?" Another shake. "Well then, I guess I'll have to CHASE YOU!" With wide eyes, he turned to bolt, but he was too slow. I tackled him to the ground and clung to his back for dear life.

"Mitchieeee, get off of me!" I giggled (a rare occurrence for me) and shook my head no.

"Just give me a hug and I'll stop," Shane sighed heavily, and relented. I climbed off of him, and helped him up. Holding my arms out, I motioned for him to hug me. Reluctantly, he walked into my embrace and wrapped his arms around my waist. And suddenly, it just clicked. Call it a revelation if you will. I finally realized what was happening to me, why I was so confused. As I was standing there wrapped up in Shane's arms, I realized I was falling. Not in the literal sense, but in the romantic sense. I was falling in love with Shane Adam Grey. And there was no turning back now.

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~Shelby