A/N: This is my sequel to No More Hiding. It's not really a sequel per se, but in my head, it's all running together, so that's what I'm calling it. Anyway, this fic is going to be a little different than a lot of the ones I've read. Yes, I wanted them to kiss at the end of the movie. But, I'm also a big fan of the suspense and making things worthwhile. Therefore, I'm taking things slow. They're going to be building a relationship, a real relationship. So, you're gonna have to wait for the big firsts: first kiss, first I love you, first date, etc. But, this also means that I have lots of time to make it all worthwhile, so hopefully you'll stick with me.

I think it's pretty obvious from the first sentence, but this starts right after Final Jam. And, now I'm going to finally shut my trap and get on with the story.

Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own Camp Rock. Don't own much of anything actually.

It took over an hour for Shane and Mitchie to finally manage to get away from the crowd. They didn't say a word as they walked through the camp toward the canoe dock. It was a clear, beautiful night, but Mitchie didn't notice. She spent most the walk feeling nervous. The adrenaline rush was gone, and the harsh light of reality was seeping into her mind. Shane had been very, very upset when he found she had lied to him. Just because they'd just had an awesome night together didn't mean anything. Just because they sang a song together didn't mean he'd forgiven her. And, just because she had the voice he'd been looking for didn't mean he wasn't going to push her into the lake as soon as they got out there.

Shane felt her discomfort next to him and reached over to grab her hand. She looked up at his questioning face and gave him a nervous smile. He squeezed her hand in hopes that it would calm her down. She had to be feeling nervous about the last way he had left her, but he thought that song would have changed something.

They reached the dock, and Shane was glad to see the area deserted. He wanted to be with Mitchie and just Mitchie. He dragged a canoe into the water and then held her hand as she climbed into it. He sat down across from her and was dismayed when she wouldn't look at him as he paddled them away from the dock.

When they reached the middle of the lake, Shane set his paddle in the boat and sat with his elbows resting on his knees, looking at Mitchie. She still wouldn't look at him, instead staring out at the black water. Shane wasn't sure what the problem was, but he knew he should let her figure it out before he said anything.

Mitchie knew she should probably say something, but she couldn't find the words. She hoped that he would speak first, but as the silence drew on, the need to fill it grew.

"So, I guess you're going back on tour now?"

Shane jerked slightly when she finally spoke. He looked up at her face and saw her looking at him with decidedly indifferent eyes that were just shaky enough that he knew there was more lying underneath the surface.

"Actually, we're going to be in the studio for the next few months."

"Oh."

She looked down and said nothing else, and Shane finally gave into the weight of the silence.

"Mitchie, look at me."

Mitchie looked up at him, and he saw tears forming in her eyes. He wished they were sitting closer, so he could wipe them away and take her hand.

"What's wrong? C'mon, talk to me."

Mitchie took a deep, shaky breath and tried to decide what to say.

"Shane, I am so sorry. I lied to you, I betrayed you. All you wanted was a friend, and I totally violated that. I'm surprised you're even with me now after everything I did."

Mitchie started off talking slow, but her words sped up as she went on, and would have continued if Shane hadn't held up his hand to stop her.

"No. You can't blame yourself for all of this. Yes, you lied to everyone. And yes, I felt betrayed. But I should have given you the chance to explain. I saw how upset you were, but instead of listening to you, I took a sick pleasure in your pain. If anything, I'm the one who betrayed you."

Mitchie's mouth dropped open at what Shane said, but he didn't seem to notice, and he continued speaking.

"You are the first person in a long time to notice me for me. This summer had felt like the summers I used to spend here as a camper. I wasn't 'Shane Gray' for once. When I first got here, that bothered me. But now I'm happy for it, and the whole reason that happened is you. You listened to me and brought me back to earth by just being real and being nice."

Shane had been alternating between looking at her and looking at his hands while he spoke, but now he looked up and noticed a slight blush cross Mitchie's face.

"What?"

"Um…I don't know if you figured it out, but do you remember that day at the beginning of the summer when you went into the kitchen complaining about your food allergies?"

Shane nodded. He thought a moment, and then his eyes widened as he realized what she was saying.

"That was you wasn't it? The girl covered in flour?"

Mitchie covered her face with her hands and nodded while Shane laughed.

"Oh, that is just rich! You really did bring me down to earth. I was pretty mad after that. No one talked to Shane Gray that way."

"Well, I'll be honest with you. I knew who you were and all, but it didn't really mean anything to me. I wasn't much of a Connect 3 fan."

"Oooh…stab and twist."

"Very funny. I'm just not a big fan of the…what was it…cookie-cutter-pop-star-stuff."

"Well, I can accept that. But, you know, you might just turn into a Connect 3 fan after all."

"And why is that?"

"Well, I hear their singer has undergone a bit of a change this summer."

Mitchie raised her eyebrows, playing along in Shane's game.

"Really?"

"Yep. You see, he met this girl. And she kinda knocked some sense into him."

"She sounds like quite the girl."

"Oh, she was. And he mellowed out when he was around her. And then he heard her sing, and he was just blown away. In fact, she helped him remember why he started singing in the first place."

Mitchie smiled shyly at Shane, unable to come up with anything to say to him. They sat for a moment in silence, the canoe softly rocking in the water. But, where the earlier silence was oppressive, this silence was comfortable. Eventually though, it was time for Shane to bring up what needed to be brought up.

"Look, Mitchie. We've both made mistakes this summer."

Mitchie nodded but said nothing as Shane continued.

"But, if there's anything I've learned, it's that it's important to have people who love you around you."

Mitchie looked at him sharply and opened her mouth to speak, but Shane held up his hand again.

"I don't necessarily mean that kind of love. Just the love of someone who cares about your well-being, who likes you for who you are and wants you to succeed."

Shane smiled at Mitchie then.

"I've found that in you. I don't know where we're going here, besides in circles on this lake. But, I do know that I want to keep you in my life."

Mitchie laughed at the circles comment, and this seemed to help her finally find her voice.

"And I want you in mine, Shane. I'm not going to lie to you. I do like you, but there is so much more to think about right now. We should take it slow and develop our friendship again. Develop the trust again."

"I totally agree. In the morning, we can exchange phone numbers and emails before we leave. We can really get to know each other while I'm in the studio and you're in school. Then we can see what happens."

"Sounds good. Now, though, we really should get back to camp. My mom is going to flip."

It takes a bit, but they finally manage to get their canoe back to the dock. They walk to Mitchie's cabin, hand in hand and talking about how good Peggy's song was that night. When they at stop in front of the door, they look each other, unsure of the next step.

Finally, Shane steps forward and gives Mitchie a hug. She hugs him in return and then walks up the steps.

"Good night Shane."

"Good night Mitchie."

A/N: The end…for now. If you liked it, hit that button down there and tell me. If you didn't, why are you still reading? Go find something you do like and stop wasting your own time. Hopefully I'll get another chapter up soon, but I make no promises.