Alright, so I'm trying another Camp Rock fic. Except, this time it's not about Shane and Mitchie AND there's no song incorporated, but the idea is from listening to Here We Go Again by Demi Lovato too many times. (I swear, I'm not obsessed with her. I just think she has some good songs.) Enjoy!
PS. Yes I am aware that it is kind of late for me to be up comtemplating and then writing stories considering I have to get up at seven in the morning, but this idea was just too good to pass up.

Disclaimer: I don't own. Never have and never will.

CAITLYN'S POV

You know, being back at Camp Rock was kind of a relief. It meant I didn't have to deal with the kids from school all summer; not that I didn't have my share of friends, it's just most people think I'm weird. Camp Rock is my second home; I've been attending this camp for at least five summers, talk about dedication. Plus, most of the 'popular' girls at school are jealous because I am friends with Nate from Connect Three. And, yes we have been on and off the entire year.

"Hey Cait," Mitchie said, before giving me a hug, which I gladly returned. I was so glad that we got closer, and cleared up all of the lies. I know she was only trying to fit in. Didn't everyone do that their first year? First year everyone tries to: fit in, and become friends with Tess Tyler. It was a simple given for new campers.

"Mitchie, do I have stories for you," I gushed as we both grabbed our bags and headed off to where the cabins were. Mitchie and I requested to be in a cabin together, and since Brown loved my continuous to camp, we picked a cabin by the lake.

"Really? Me too," Mitchie said with a huge smile. As we walked by the lake, someone was running up behind us. I looked behind me to see Peggy running towards us, waving her arms, a huge smile on her face.

"Oh my god! Did you guys hear yet? Connect Three are going to be counselors this year," Peggy said, this overly ecstatic smile on her face. Nate was like our age, why was he a stupid counselor. I prayed that I didn't have to see him. I couldn't handle it; my head and heart couldn't. Peggy drew in a breath before continuing, "Well, I have to go find Tess and Ella. I can't believe it."

With that said Peggy was off trying to find her two best friends. Before anyone asks, Tess did apologize for bossing her friends around. There were also rumors of some money being involved. As well as, Ella and Peggy were just in it to have connections in the celebrity world. Whatever. All I was sure of: Mitchie and I were became best friends over the school year, I would have to deal with Nate all summer, and Peggy / Ella / Tess were best friends again.

"Here's our cabin," Mitchie said, opening the door to one of the smaller cabins by the lake. We had gotten what we wished for. Usually the cabins could hold four or five kids, but this one only has three beds, but Mitchie and I only made two. Who was the third person going to be?

"I'll take this bed," I said, throwing my stuff onto the middle bed. Mitchie then claimed the bed to my left. Why Mitchie wouldn't choose the bed overlooking the lake was beyond me.

We both scampered around the small cabin putting out clothes where they belonged, and our bedding in place, and our makeup in the bathroom. Pretty much our cabin was a mess, and both of our heads were in a daze. Playing softly in the background was Peggy's new hit: Crush. It was so different from her old stuff. I think that's why everyone loved it so much. Plus, it made for some great background music. Everything came to a screeching halt when the door was flung open.

"Hey guys!" This overly peppy black haired girl said. She almost bounced into the room, with a huge smile on her face, and two guys following her with at least four bags each. I flashed a fake smile at the new girl, and shot a panicked look at Mitchie.

"Hi," Mitchie said. She was getting herself into something big, I could sense it. Mitchie went to shake hands with the girl, but instead she got a hug, "I'm Mitchie."

"I'm Olivia," She – Olivia – squealed. I disliked her. In an instant, I wanted her gone, another cabin, anywhere but here. Unless this was all an act, like Mitchie had. Olivia's smile got even bigger as she let go of Mitchie, and went to hug me. I backed away. This didn't seem to faze her, "It's my first year."

"Oh. That's so cool. It was my first year, last year," Mitchie said smiling, but I knew it was fake. Speaking of her coming back this year, I think her mom was still the chef. Which meant Mitchie and I would be on kitchen duty, not that I was complaining. Her and I got real close because of that.

"Really? I'm so excited," Olivia, yet again, squealed. I threw my head back in aggravation. If she didn't start acting normal I was going to demand her to get a new cabin. I noticed the two men putting all of her stuff away. She didn't have to lift a finger. She was going to be in for a surprise later. I couldn't wait for her to meet Brown and everyone else who would, gasp, expect her to do something.

"You should be. It's really fun here," Mitchie said, smiling. I'm guessing she was just trying to be helpful, and maybe helping Olivia get to know camp wouldn't be so horrible. I mean, we were all new at one point in time; there were always those returning campers willing to lend a helping hand.

"Really?" Olivia asked, before lowering her voice, "I only came because I heard Connect Three is going to be here."

"Oh. That's cool," Mitchie said, her smile wavering. I couldn't help, but chuckle at that. I suppose that's when Olivia noticed my presence.

"Who are you?" Olivia asked, sounding very confused. She was pointing right towards me.

"Caitlyn Gellar. Camper today. Top selling music producer tomorrow. Check me out," I said, smiling. It was what I said to all the new campers I met. Well, only Mitchie and Olivia, but who was counting?

"That's awesome, but Brown told me to meet with him when I got settled," Olivia said glancing over the room. All of her stuff was neatly put away, and those two men were gone, "Looks like I'm settled. Bye!"

"I don't like her," I confided in Mitchie as the door swung shut behind Olivia. Mitchie didn't say a word, but we would have plenty of time to talk about her. Right now, I needed to tell her about Nate and the rollercoaster he's keeping me on.

"How are you and Nate doing? I know it's been a week since we've talked about him, but you guys have been all over the place lately," Mitchie said, sitting on her bed. I secretly wondered if she was a mind reader. That thought made me smile.

"Uhm…we broke up," I solemnly said, wiping the smile from my face.

"Again?" Mitchie asked. I rolled my eyes before nodding. "Well continue."

"This time I thought it was for real, you know? I told myself I was over him; I threw away our pictures and everything he gave me. I was finally ready to move on, and Camp Rock was the place to do it. I wouldn't have to see him or talk to him all summer. I needed that, but he's here. Perfect, right?" I said, adding the sarcastic remark to the end. Mitchie leaned across the small gap between our beds and gave me a hug. This summer was supposed to be perfect, and spent without Nathaniel.

"It'll be okay," Mitchie reassuringly said. I just hoped she was right. I just really hoped she was right.

I apologize for the shortness. It's just an introduction to the entire story. And, sorry about adding Olivia to the mix, I just didn't know who else I could throw into the small cabin; plus, I have some crucial parts for her. And, I am sorry about any typos there might be; you must excuse me, I'm beat.

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