Hey guys! So this story is written from Caitlyn's Point of View. :) I hope it's not too bad, I'm going to have plenty of Smitchie in this as well, and maybe a little later on I'll get a girl for Jason too 'cause he's just a sweetie. Haha. This is my first story in which I'm writing in first person so I'm sorry if I'm not so great. Please review! Thank you!

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It had been at least 45 minutes since the end of the performance at the Final Jam and still, Mitchie was nowhere to be seen. Nate, Jason and I were all sitting outside on the Stage enjoying the fresh air and waiting for Shane and Mitchie to return. Where could they have gone? Unless…

"Hey, Nate? I asked, smiling slightly when he looked startled that someone had acknowledged his presence. "Have you seen Shane?"

"No, I haven't." He replied looking apologetic. I groaned. I hated having to wait on her to get the scoop about Shane. They were so…different. It wasn't that I didn't want them to go out, I mean heck anyone could tell that they were head over heels for each other but something just seemed off. Like one of them was going to get heartbroken or something. I don't know. It was just weird.

"Oh I saw them at the dock a little while ago. They were talking pretty close together. What do you think they were doing?" Jason said, totally oblivious to the fact that they were probably doing more kissing than actual talking.

Nate rolled his eyes as I tried not to laugh before looking at me. "Wanna go find them?" He asked, in a rather lame incognito sort of way to get away from Jason. The guy was an airhead, but I loved him all the same. He was going to get his true love some day.

As we began walking I noticed that Nate was being fairly quiet. Nate really didn't talk too much…I actually found that kind of cute. It also seemed that whenever I talked to him he seemed to blush. I thought it was adorable. "So…what's up?" I asked, mentally kicking myself afterwards. Way to be smooth, Cait.

Again he looked startled that I had spoken. So cute. "Uh, well nothing I guess. Connect 3 is going pretty well…"

"Pretty well?" I asked, my eyebrows raised, "I'd say 3 Albums and thousands of screaming fans all over the world is more then 'going pretty well'."

He laughed, shaking his head, "Yeah I guess you're right. We're pretty blessed. So what's up with you?"

I shrugged looking around the grounds of Camp Rock, each different area bringing back a new memory into my mind. "Nothing really. Just working on mixing some tracks for Mitchie, she has a lot of really great songs."

"Yeah, she does." Nate agreed, smiling at me. I couldn't help but smile back. Whenever I was with Nate even though he was quiet and sometimes super serious, there was just never an awkward moment with us. Like, it was always just chill to be myself around him. It was really nice because before him I wasn't really into guys. But just around him something always felt so…magical. It was kinda like my outgoing personality completed his not so outgoing personality, if that makes any sense.

"So you should probably get to your Cabin-or bed thing-or whatever-right?" He asked, shoving his hands into his pockets.

"Yeah, I probably should get into my Cabin bed thing." I said, laughing, "Mitchie might want to meet me there to talk about…well, whatever happened. Do you think anything happened?"

"I don't know…I mean Shane seemed pretty serious about finding 'the girl with the voice' and Mitchie is that girl…maybe they made up."

"Yeah…maybe…" I replied, biting on my thumb- a habit that I had picked up before performing or recording any of my mixes. Not very attractive, let me tell you.

"Don't worry about it. I'm sure that they'll figure it out somehow. They always have a strange way of doing that."

"Hmm..You're right they do." I chuckled a little, still sort of just standing there in place. I noticed that Nate was trying his best not to make eye contact with me. The poor guy was too cute for his own good.

"So uh, you should probably go inside right?" He asked, nodding his head towards my Cabin-, which, by the way, I had lamely been standing next to for the past 5 minutes.

"Yeah, yeah um I should." I said, making some sort of weird windshield wiper movement with my hand. What was wrong with me?

"So I'll see you tomorrow"? Was there hope in his voice? Did he actually want to see me?

"Definitely." I replied, smiling at him. "Goodnight."

"Night." He waved a little before turning and heading back to his Cabin. I was about to turn around and head inside when I felt two arms latch around me from behind and heard a sort of high pitched squeal. I contorted a face and turned, seeing Mitchie hugging me.

"We're like, together!" She screamed, a huge grin on her face as she jumped up and down.

"What?!" I asked, awestruck. "No way. You mean like, together together? Like only kiss you while you guys are together- together??"

"Yep." She replied, that same grin still plastered on her face.

"Ohmygod. Details, please!" I practically screamed, hugging her back while we first bounced around a little. Once we had considerably calmed, we rushed into our Cabin, each plopping down onto Mitchie's bed as I laid on my stomach, looking up at her. She took 2 huge breaths before beginning to talk.

"Okay. So well first I had to tell him about me lying and like why I did it and stuff and how it was to protect my image and blah blah. And then –"

"Wait," I interrupted, getting impatient. Mitchie always took way too long to tell stories. What were you guys doing while you were talking? I mean like were you sitting down on the edge of the dock or what?"

"I'm getting there." She said, holding out a hand for silence. I glared but kept my mouth shut anyway. 'So then he asked where we stood, like relationship wise and stuff. And I told him that I really liked him, and he told me that he liked me back. And then it sorta got quiet. It wasn't an awkward silence or anything it was a good kind of quiet, so then I turned to look at him cause I had been looking down, we were sitting on the edge of the dock, by the way,"

I stuck my tongue out at her, triumphant.

"And so I turned to look at him and the next thing I knew he just planted one right on me!! I swear it was the best kiss of my life!"

'Wait, you've kissed a boy before?" I joked, as she glared at me.

"Oh, shut up. It was amazinggg."

"Uh-huh." I said, raising my eyebrows. "And what about the whole him being a rockstar thing and you guys having to deal with a long distance relationship?" Mitchie's face fell. I suddenly felt bad bringing that up so soon, I should have just let her bathe in her happiness for a while. "Sorry-I-I-didn't mean-to-"

"No, no it's okay." She said softly, her shoulders slumping a bit. I could tell that her and Shane hadn't really talked through all the details like Mitchie had thought they had.

"Well, well you have a cell phone, right? So you guys could text a lot and talk on the phone all the time." I said quickly, trying to patch up the mistake I had made.

"I don't have a cell phone." She said sadly, her face sort of bet down. Okay now I felt really bad.

"Oh…well uhm….maybe you could talk to Shane about it tomorrow? And maybe he has some sort of idea of how you guys can talk or something…"

"Yeah, yeah maybe…" I felt so bad. She looked so sad and distraught. I scooted closer to her, giving her a hug, "It'll all work out in the end. I'm sure Shane will figure out a way to make this better." She smiled at me and I could tell that she was determined to figure out a way.

The next morning I could sense the despair throughout the Camp Grounds. Old friends would have to go through another tearful goodbye, and new ones would have to experience the feeling fresh. Which reminded me that I had to say goodbye to Mitche today. Crap.

Rolling out of bed so as not to wake Mitchie, I tiptoed outside, breathing in the fresh air. I was about to walk down the steps to take a look around for the last time when I was surprised to see a figure sitting on the steps. "Nate?" I asked, uncertain it was even him.

When I saw him look up at me I almost "awed" out loud, he looked so tired. "How long have you been waiting out here?" I asked him, sitting down beside him on the steps.

"Oh, just for a little while." He responded sleepily, though I could tell that was a lie.

I smiled, "Do you need something?" Stupid. Why would he need anything? He probably just came over to talk and yet you're making it sound like he has to want something in order to see you. "I mean, uh, well, what are you doing up this early and on my steps?"

"Oh, I just wanted to see you before you left. Make sure I got a chance to say goodbye." Aw, that was so sweet of him. I smiled,

"It doesn't have to be goodbye." He looked at me confused. "Do you have a cell phone?" I asked. He nodded and pulled it out, handing it to me, (he still looked really confused by the way. You know for a guy who wanted to maybe be President one day he sure wasn't too bright…) "I don't have mine with me right now since I packed it, but I'll ad my info into your phone. You can call whenever you want." He smiled at me, and I knew he liked the idea of us keeping in touch.

"Caitlyn!" I heard Mitchie called me and turned, to look up at her, she was leaning against the doorway. "Oh, hey Nate. Uh, Cait, can I talk to you for a second?" I rolled my eyes, knowing it would probably take more than a second. Nate seemed to understand and stood up anyway.

"I'll see you at the bus." He said, referring to the Connect 3 Bus we were all going to meet up at to say goodbye to the boys.

"Mit-chie." I groaned, glaring at her, "We were really starting to hit it off." I complained, glaring at her even more when she laughed. "What?"

"You two," She said between laughs, "You two are so adorable together. Totally clueless."

"I don't get it." I admitted, and the confusion must have been so apparent on my face that Mitchie just dropped it. "So what's wrong why did you need to talk to me?"

"I didn't know what to wear." She said sheepishly, blushing a little.

I stared at her with my eyes narrowed. "You've got to be kidding me. You interrupted my conversation with Nate, possibly the cutest boy in the world minus your boyfriend, to ask me what to wear?!" I was mad. Not mad mad, but playful mad. And Mitchie really seemed to be getting a kick out of it. "What is so funny?" I practically yelled, getting annoyed.

"You're head over heels for him and you don't even know it." She said, her laughing had stopped but she still had a smile plastered to her lips.

'What? I am not head over heels for him. I just think he's cute-"

"Caitlyn. Listen to yourself. You gave him your phone number, address, email, and screen name. You should know you're falling for him."

I sighed, sitting down on the edge of my bed in defeat. "Okay, you're right. But I don't want to like him! He's a rockstar, I'm just an ordinary girl. We're in two totally separate worlds. It would never work."

"Ah, but there's where you're wrong, Caity." I looked up to see Shane at the doorway, with a smirk on his face. I glanced between Mitchie and Shane; they seemed to know something I didn't.

'What's going on?" I asked, becoming suspicious.

"You want to tell her, Mitch? Or should I?" Shane asked, looking at Mitchie, I glanced at Shane then over at Mitchie my eyebrows raised in anticipation.

There was a long pause.

"RhinorecordswantsyoutomixthesongthisismeformeandShane!" I stared at her blankly; I had no idea what she had just said. She tried again, while Shane laughed, "Rhino Records wants you to mix the song This is Me for me and Shane to record!"

I think at that moment my mouth actually dropped to the floor. I was stunned. I was going to get to record my mix for the Shane Gray at the studio where Connect 3 actually recorded.

"Oh. My God!" I screamed, once the initial shock was over, I stood up, pulling Mitchie with me as we both screamed and bounced around in a circle. I heard more than one boy laughing and looked up to see Nate behind Shane, grinning too. "You totally knew about this, didn't you?" I accused him, once Mitchie and I had calmed down.

He shrugged, "Mitchie said she wanted to surprise you."

I turned to Mitchie and we both eyed each other before hugging and screaming and jumping all over again.

Even though Camp Rock was over, it might have just been the start of a great School Year.

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Hope it wasn't too bad! :D Let me know what you think!