A/N: Two Camp Rock fic's in a day?? I must be on fire. Corniness and my modesty (hehe) aside, the idea for this fic came to me when I was listening to said song mentioned in story. Also I am hoping to goodness that the word fly means cool. At least I interpreted it that way. If it doesn't my fic is going to collapse like a pack of cards. I haven't seen Camp Rock as yet due too Disney not yet releasing it where I live. So forgive me for any mistakes that I may have made. Also I think this story could be AU. Anyways I hope whoever reads it likes it because I enjoyed writing it. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Rock or the song 'Pretty fly for a white guy' by The Offspring.

She heard some faint music coming from the studio. She went closer to the studio and pressed her ear to the door she still couldn't hear anything properly. She wondered who was in the studio at this point of time. It was ten o'clock in the night. But then again she could also be asked the same question. She opened the door and stepped inside the studio.

She saw a boy energetically dancing, his curly hair flopping around. The song was …Pretty fly for a white guy?? It had been so long since she heard the song let alone danced to it. The boy continued to dance, unaware of the extremely interested audience consisting only of her watching.

At first, she had wanted to burst out laughing at his song choice. It was ironic. The song ridiculed a white guy who to quote the songs own lyrics thought he was the dopest trip. And here was this guy dancing to it. But as she continued to watch him, she realized what he lacked in technique he made up for it with good-natured exuberance. It was almost invigorating to watch him dance.

Unconsciously her body was moving. It did not matter that she did not particularly like the song. Her body recognized a rhythm which demanded that it moved to it. And so it did. So she stood in her position moving ever so slightly.

The boy continued dancing. After a few minutes he stopped and switched of the music. He turned around and started walking and stopped in his tracks. Caitlyn had stopped moving too. He was Shane Grey's band mate, the one who played lead guitar and did the vocals sometimes, the one whose name happened to be Nate. He looked horrified and embarrassed and Caitlyn looked a little guilty as if she had intruded on a private moment .Which by the looks of it she seemed to have done.

"How much of that did you see?" he asked hesitantly.

"Ummm…I came here about 5 minutes ago so I don't really know…" Caitlyn said feeling very guilty for having walked in on him.

"And that would be all of it…" he mumbled somewhat looking at his feet. All this was making Caitlyn feel even guiltier. He looked mortified. She cursed her and her curiosity.

"If it helps you were pretty good. You could improve on your technique a little more but you were still good" Caitlyn said in an attempt to make him feel better.

"It's okay you needn't say stuff to make me feel better" he said smiling at her.

"I am Nate by the way. Forgot to introduce myself…" he said holding out a hand for her to shake.

"I know who you are…I am …" she started.

"Caitlyn…I know..." he said as he shook her hand.

"Ummm…see the thing is I have never introduced myself to you" she said a little mystified. She knew the rock star's name and he knew hers too?

"I know…I have seen you around, heard you sing, heard your music and seen you dance. So I found out your name. Cause such a multitalented person must have a name I figured" he said grinning a little.

Caitlyn was a little surprised and pleasantly so. Also she was secretly pleased it wasn't everyday that a cute rock star from a famous band happened to know your name. And with that cheesy thought she knew she had effectively moved into fan girl territory.

"That was nice of you" she said desperately feeling the lack of words.

"Well that is what I seem to be known for." He said a little sarcastically.

"Hey…rock star and nice is not a combination that is found often together. It is rather unique… so be proud of it." Caitlyn said in the manner of a teacher trying to convince a child that girls really did not have cooties.

"Uh huh…" he said nodding his head in an entirely 'I am so not convinced manner but I will try to believe that" kind of manner.

"At least I like the combination" Caitlyn said with a small smile.

"You know if you had said that earlier I would have been entirely convinced" Nate said with a big smile. Hearing that Caitlyn started laughing. She should have added funny to the cute rock star part.

"So when did you start dancing?" she asked him

"When I was about 6 years old" he said with a thoughtful look.

"But I have never seen you dance. And I thought you only did music and what happened?" she said astonished. He had been dancing almost as long as her.

"So many questions…" he said and she blushed "but I'll answer them all" he said and she grinned.

"Nobody has seen me dance… well except for my band mates and my family and now you. I have never told anyone about it. And at some point of time, music took over and then I did not have time for it anymore. I had to pick something and I chose music" he said with a serious look in his eyes

"Did you ever regret it?" she said quietly, she could not imagine choosing between music and dance they were both so integral to her existence. So tightly intertwined that letting one go would be like losing a piece of her soul.

"Nope…I guess I just happened to love music more. Now I just use dance as way to blow off steam" he said and smiled, his smile easing the tension in the air considerably.

"That must have been some steam you were blowing off tonight" she said remembering his energetic performance.

"Well…being in a band can get annoying sometimes especially if your band mates seem to care more about their hair and hair products more than working on new stuff" he said ruefully grimacing.

"I feel your pain" she said laughing.

Suddenly both of them heard a sound, and both of them froze.

"Shit" Caitlyn said

"Crap" Nate said.

Not very orignal words both of them… but they were a very fair estimation of the mess they were going to be in if they were found out.

"Come with me" Nate said offering Caitlyn his hand. She took it wordlessly and followed him. He lead them to the window. He opened the window lifted Caitlyn out, who squeaked softly in protest but let him any way. He then jumped out of the window himself. He then took her hand once again and led her away from the studio.

And while all of this was happening all Caitlyn could think of was 'I am running around in the night in my pajamas with a cute and very funny rock star who can also dance. Am I luckiest girl in the world or what?'

Nate finally led her up to the girl's cabin. Both of them stopped and looked at each other.

"By the way, I meant to ask you but I forgot to do so… What were you doing out at night so late?" Nate said. She noted he still hadn't let go of her hand. She was however more than happy to let it stay that way.

"Well…I had some steam to let off too" she said smiling a little.

"You know what you should teach me sometime. Help me brush up on my technique" Nate said looking down and gently stroking her hand with his thumb. It was a tentative offering. And it remained to be seen whether she would accept it or not.

"You know what …I think I will" she said. She accepted the silent offering. It was a promise of more things to come. Things which both of them were already looking forward too.

Both of them smiled.

"Well you had better go in before anybody else comes" Nate said letting go of her hand with what seemed to be a hint of reluctance.

"I had better go…good night Nate" Caitlyn said softly.

"Good night Caitlyn." Nate said turning around to go back.

"Nate…"

"Yes Caitlyn…"

"You are pretty fly even for a rock star" she said smiling

"Coming from a girl whom is pretty fly herself, I think I'll take that as a compliment" Nate said smiling.

Both of them went back to their respective cabins. She was already there and he had to walk to his. But it did not matter; their heads were full of thoughts of fly guys and fly girls, rock stars and multitalented people. And promises of better things to come.

A/N: and how did you like it? Read and review and let me know what your thoughts are on it. Is it terrible, is it bad or is it plain bleh...etc. :)