They way Shane looked at me, Caitlyn!' Michie sobbed. 'What have I done? He'll never trust me again - no one will.'

'Mitch,' Caitlyn soothed Mitchie. 'Shane will forgive you.'

'Yeah,' Mitchie snorted. 'Sure he will. And it's not like I deserve it either.'

Caitlyn didn't know what to say. Sure, Mitchie had said some things that maybe she shouldn't've. But Caitlyn knew that Mitchie had just wanted to fit in. She hadn't meant to hurt anyone, and she felt terrible for lying.

'No one will talk to me again,' Mitchie muttered.

'You've got me, Mitchie,' Caitlyn promised. 'It'll be okay.'

Mitchie looked at her friend gratefully through swollen eyes. 'Thanks, Cait.'

'Talk to Shane tomorrow,' Caitlyn continued. 'He'll come round.'

Meanwhile Shane was on the phone to Nate.

'I trusted her, man,' Shane said furiously into the phone. 'And I really liked her. But she's so not who I thought she was.'

'Shane, mate, you're a rockstar,' Nate said patiently. 'People pretend around us. You need to forget about her, man.'

'I know,' Shane moaned. 'I just can't. I hate her so much.'

'She sounds like a jerk,' Nate muttered into the phone. 'But seriously, dude, she's not worth your time.'

'I know that,' Shane sighed. 'I'm just pissed off.'

'She's a jerk,' Nate repeated. 'Now forget about her and try to be excited about the news I have.'

'Yeah?' Shane asked dully. To be honest, he didn't even give a crap.

'Jason and I are coming to visit you!'

'Really?' Shane said, trying to sound enthusiastic.'That's great, Nate.'

'Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow,' Nate answered.

'Tomorrow?' Shane repeated. 'Oh, okay. That's cool, man.'

'You better be over that wannabee chick by then, Shane,' Nate told him.

'Pfft, she's a joke,' Shane said. 'Over it already, mate.'

'Cool,' Nate said, his tone cheerful.

'Yeah, see you tomorrow, man.'

'See you, Shane. Oh and Jason says hey.'

'Tell him I say hi. See you tomorrow.'

Shane hung up. To be honest, he was more then a little glad that his friends were coming. It would give him an excuse not to think about Mitchie. Whatever he had told Nate, he wasn't over her. So not over her.

The next day the whole camp was buzzing. There was a rumour going round that the rest of Connet 3 were coming to visit. Mitchie might've once been excited about that but at the moment she was too down to even care.

When she'd tried to talk to Shane earlier, he'd completely ignored her. Apart from meeting her eyes once briefly over breakfast, he'd acted as if she didn't exist. Not to mention all the texts she'd sent and had no reply to.

She sighed and went back to her cabin. It was deserted. Everyone was waiting for the rest of Connect 3 to arrive. Right now, she was just glad to be alone.

Once Nate and Jason had said hi to the campers and had signed a few autographs, Shane pulled them away and then locked them in his cabin.

'Hey guys,' he said, once they were alone.

'Hey mate,' Nate and Jason both said.

'How's camp going?' Nate asked.

'It was going alright, actually, until I found out she was lying to me,' Shane answered bitterly.

Nate and Jason nodded sympathetically. Neither of them needed to ask who 'she' was.

'That sucks, man,' Jason said.

'I just want to forget about it,' Shane said.

'Okay, so lets change the subject,' Jason said brightly. 'How's my birdhouse going?'

Nate rolled his eyes.

'I told you I wasn't going to make you one,' Shane said impatiently.

Jason's face fell a little but then he smiled again. 'It hasn't been the same without you, Shane,' he said. 'Me and Nate were lonely.'

'It's been ... different without you too, Jason,' Shane replied, trying to return his smile.

'Aww!' Jason smiled, pulling Shane and Nate in for a hug. 'Group hug!'