Safe Haven

Chapter One

School, school was almost over. It was almost summer. Caitlyn could almost hear the music in her ears... actually she could hear music in her ears - she had her headphones in. It was almost summer now, just two hours. Two hours until she was out of the hell hole that was high school, two hours - until next year anyway.

In just two days she would be on her way to Camp Rock, where she would spend the entire summer, only going home a few days before senior year started.

Camp Rock usually closed a week and a half before schools went back for the kids to get focused, but it never worked. However Brown, Shane, Nate and Jason always stayed after closing time for a couple of days and this year the Torres family were staying too plus Caitlyn, who really was only there because she was Mitchie's best friend but actually, she had been dating Nate for the past four years - only no one knew.

Anyway, that was over six weeks off and according to Caitlyn, ages of...but that was just because she would rather be at Camp Rock then at school or home.

Just two hours later, she was minutes from leaving the hell hole of high school beverage free, when a rainbow of slushies came shooting at her from every direction. Now Caitlyn loved Glee, but cursed the existence of slushies. It was horrible and humiliating, especially when you were covered in frozen red, blue, pink, brown, green, yellow, purple and orange slush.

It dripped down your t-shirt, soaked into your shoes, or though your clothes to your skin. In the heat of the summer, it dried pretty quickly, leaving you needing a shower as it dried in a sticky film along your bare skin, your clothes stuck to you and your hair matted together - plus if it got in your eyes it stung - and Caitlyn was the main victim.

She walked out of school, her head held high, drops of slushie patterning the grey concrete as she went. She didn't see him, but he saw her from the grey SUV on the other side the road down from the school. The he. Her boyfriend, Nate Grey. Nate was going to surprise Caitlyn by picking her up from school, as he knew she would already be packed for Camp and they could have set off straight away. But he also knew that Caitlyn wouldn't want him to see her like this so he drove off sending a text before he went.

Coming to pick you up.

Half an hour away.

Love you.

Nate

Caitlyn was fifteen minutes from home when she received this and knew that she would have to get showered, dried and changed in record speed- something she was now a pro at with regards to these attacks. It was sad she could do that but good if she didn't want Nate to find out, which she really didn't.

Fifteen minutes later, she had just hopped out of the shower, after only getting home minutes before and heard a knock downstairs. She quickly pulled some sweatpants and a jumper on to go and answer the door hoping it was Nate, which it was.

He took in her appearance, wet hair and lounge clothes that looked damp. He knew why she had to shower and he was still debating whether or not he should say anything.

"Just hopped out of the shower?" he asked.

Caitlyn nodded. "You can come up if you want or wait down here - I need to get change because I literally just got out of the shower and threw these on."

Nate sighed. "Caitlyn I know," he whispered.

Caitlyn's face clouded, she knew what he was talking about. "I don't want to talk about it," she said, before she turned around and hurried upstairs.

Nate sighed and took a seat in the lounge running his hands through his hair. Caitlyn reappeared ten minutes later, dried and dressed and ready to go.

"Caitlyn," he said.

"Don't, it's not your problem," sighed Caitlyn.

Nate nodded. "Just know I'm here if you want to talk," he whispered, pulling her to him for a hug. He reached a hand up to stroke her hair and encountered something sticky. He pulled back.

"I know you said you don't want to talk about it but you've still got whatever it was in your hair," said Nate.

"It's slushie," she whispered. "It's just a harmless prank." But a tear that leaked out of her eye signalled otherwise.

"Your mouth says that but your eyes say something else," said Nate.

"Nothing can be done Nate - the board don't see slushies as a method of bullying, just a drink. So just drop it ok," said Caitlyn.

"Go get dressed into sweatshirt or a tank top and sweatpants or shorts and I'll help you get that stuff out of your hair," said Nate.

"I can do it on my own," whispered Caitlyn, looking away.

"I won't let you," said Nate.

Caitlyn looked at him.

"You don't want me to do anything about it and I won't unless I need to but I can help you wash it out of your hair," said Nate.

Caitlyn nodded and accepted his hand as he lead her back upstairs to get the sticky mess out of her hair.

It was actually so therapeutic having someone wash her hair that she almost fell asleep, but she didn't. She talked to Nate as he shampooed and rinsed her hair making sure that all the slushy was gone. She got very excited when he mentioned Brown was letting them unofficially share a cabin at Camp Rock. The Camp they were leaving for the next day.

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Gabriella Somerfield