Heartquake Chapter 1: Heartquake, a camp rock fanfic

Wow, I haven't written in forever. Well, I've been busy with life I guess. I got this inspiration in my head one day, and I just went with it.

This fic, will be short, around 7 or 8 chapters, and if you've read any of my other stories, you can probably guess how the pairing is going to end up, right?

I wrote this chapter in a span of 3 hours while I had my house to myself, and I'm semi-happy with it.

Nate is a little OOC, but I'll live.

So, here is the first chapter of my new multi-chapter fic, Heartquake.

Disclaimer: I Don't own Camp Rock or anything associated with it. I only own my Camp Rock socks.

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Each kiss a heart-quake... ~Lord Byron, Don Juan

Caitlyn sighed as she watched Kat and Patrick kiss on the small screen before the credits rolled for 10 Things I Hate About You. She turned off her iPod and slammed it on the bed. Even a shrew could get kissed, but she couldn't.

Being 15 (almost 16) and never been kissed didn't sound all that bad, better than Susan Boyle, on Britain's Got Talent who was in her 40's and never been kissed. But Caitlyn seriously just wanted a kiss. One kiss to show her what all the fuss was about. One kiss to tell her everything was going to be alright. One kiss that would give her fireworks.

But, the skeptic side of Caitlyn knew that it might not happen that way. It could be awkward, not comfortable, it could be pressured, not soft, and it could be dull, no fireworks. But Caitlyn was going to do her best to make that not happen, because, she was going to be kissed this summer.

Last summer, everything went down. Peggy won Final Jam, Shane found 'the voice', and Mitchie found her dream guy. Shane and Mitchie had been dating since then, and were still together. This summer was going normally. All of Connect Three was attending this year too.

Caitlyn reached under her bed and pulled out a notebook she used for random ideas and notes she had to herself. She wrote PLAN: KISS on top of the first clean page and underlined it three times for effect. She then proceeded to make a list of 5 boys that were eligible at Camp Rock. That was all she was giving herself for this plan. Five tries. Five boys. Five potential kissers. She was going to go out with each of the boys once. On each date, she sees if there are sparks or if she even remotely wants to kiss them. And if all goes well, she gets kissed. That was one rule she had. She wanted her first kiss to be initiated by the opposite party, so that she wouldn't have another Billy Anderson incident.

What was the Billy Anderson incident? Well…

Caitlyn pumped her legs,trying to get closer to the sky. Well, closer than Billy was.

"I'm winning, I'm winning!" Caitlyn yelled as she reached an all new height. Billy was trailing behind her majorly before he stopped completely, breathing heavily.

"Caity, I'm tired! Let's go sit on that bench!" Billy yelled to her. Caitlyn sighed and stopped pumping. Once she got close to the ground, she dragged her feet to get the swing to stop. She then walked over to her fellow eight year old and sat on the bench.

"Do you wanna come over my house and play with me? We can watch your favorite movie, Peter Pan?" Billy asked Caitlyn. She smiled at her friend and nodded. Who can say no to a movie all about flying with a cute boy?

Billy looked at her and leaned over to her, his face going closer to hers. Caitlyn, having no idea what to do, just puckered her lips and moved closer to the boy, she leaned over, but then fell.

"EW!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I WAS SHOOING A FLY AWAY AND YOU TRIED TO KISS ME!" Billy yelled so the entire playground full of children could hear him.

"NO I DIDN'T!" Caitlyn yelled her lower lip quivering. Even eight year olds get embarrassed.

"CAITLYN GELLAR TRIED TO GIVE ME COOTIES" He yelled even louder as he ran away to the slides.

Boys are stupid. I'm never gonna try to kiss one again. Caitlyn thought to herself.

Needless to say, Caitlyn was forever scared of rejection from a kiss because of that. So yes, the boy had to initiate the kiss.

And Camp was the perfect place to do it, considering people in her hometown had known her for 15 years, meaning they had witnessed 15 years worth of embarrassing moments. Things that put you off the "Never Kiss" list for forever. Well, unless you had sprouted D cups, grew to be 5'9, and dyed your hair platinum blonde. Then you were on top of everyone's dream girl list.

Caitlyn sighed, content with her list and placed it on her bed. She padded over to her bathroom in her and Mitchie's cabin, grabbed a towel, and closed the door behind her. A shower was the perfect place to relax.

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Caitlyn wrapped a towel around her hair and put on her pajamas. Now was the time to relax with some easy music producing. Whenever she was alone in her cabin, whether Mitchie was at a class or another friend was unavailable, her laptop was her best friend. And that's the way she liked it.

She walked out into her cabin's main room to find Mitchie, Nate, and Shane sitting on her bed, reading her notebook. Well, not all of the notebook, just one page. And just guess what page that was.

"Oh my god! Get away, get away, get away!" Caitlyn yelled to the trio. They all looked up surprised. She ran over, towel falling out of her hair, and tried to snatch it out of them, but Nate stood up and held it up and out of her reach. Caitlyn continued to try to grab it, but Mitchie stopped her.

"Cait, what in the world are you thinking?" Mitchie asked her friend, sympathy growing in her eyes. Caitlyn didn't want this. She didn't want to be pitied because she was planning on getting her first kiss.

"What in the world were you thinking, reading that? That's an invasion of privacy, Mitch!" she turned to glare at the two boys in the room. Shane was watching the fight between the two girls unfold and Nate was just staring down at the notebook, a blank expression on his face.

These three were Caitlyn's best friends at Camp Rock. She and Mitchie had stayed in contact throughout the year, and Mitchie and Shane had visited her in Pennsylvania a few times. Shane was actually a nice guy once Mitchie got rid of his diva demeanor. And once he came to Camp Rock, Caitlyn was introduced to Nate Black. The two had immediately hit it off and became good friends. And that's all they were, friends.

Well, Caitlyn wouldn't have minded being more.

She walked over to Nate and held out her hand.

"Nate, give the notebook to me," she demanded, eyes wide, showing she was serious. Nate just stood there, mesmerized by the notebook. Caitlyn was humiliated, once again.

"Give it to me." She said, before pulling it out of his hands. Nate just looked up at her, and she couldn't tell what emotion was swimming in his beautiful brown eyes. It looked like a mix of sympathy and sadness. And maybe a trace of anger, too.

"Caitlyn, what…why…I mean," Shane stumbled out before looking to his girlfriend for help. Mitchie sighed.

"Caitlyn, you don't need to plan that out. You'll be kissed, tons of guys love you. Your first kiss shouldn't be so technical," Mitchie said to her. Caitlyn scoffed.

"Mitch, you had your first kiss when you were 12, you don't understand,".

"Caitlyn," Shane started, but Caitlyn interrupted him.

"Don't even get me started on you, you've kissed tons of girls, Mr. Popstar."

"Caitlyn, what's up with the list of boys? You honestly want one of them to be your first kiss?" Mitchie asked her, eyes boring into Caitlyn's.

"Yes, I do. I'm tired of being the only one who's never been kissed. I'm tired of it." Caitlyn looked at her best friend, pleading with her eyes for the conversation to stop. Mitchie didn't get the hint.

"Caitlyn, you'll get kissed, you just haven't found the right guy yet," Mitchie told her quietly. Caitlyn shook her head.

"Mitch, this is what that is. I have five people who could be that guy. It's worth a shot, isn't it," she said. Mitchie nodded at her, still skeptical.

"We're sorry we read it, Caitlyn, really," Shane told the girl, quietly, looking at his shoes.

Caitlyn sighed. She knew that no matter what she was going to end up forgiving them, so why not now?

"It's okay, I guess. Really, just as long as you don't get in the way of my plan," she said.

"Well, I think it's actually a pretty good plan, I mean, there's nothing bad that can happen, right? I think it's good," Shane said. Mitchie nodded right along with him. Caitlyn smiled at them before turning to Nate, as did Mitch and Shane. He hadn't said anything about this. Nate looked up at Caitlyn, his eyes angry.

"Well I think the plan is pretty damn pathetic," Nate said loudly. Caitlyn's eyes widened. Mitchie gasped. Shane's mouth dropped.

"Pathetic?" Caitlyn asked quietly. She thought that of all people, Nate would understand. He understood all of her problems. He was the shoulder she needed. And now he goes about calling her pathetic? That hurt more than anything.

"Yeah. Pathetic. Stupid. Ridiculous. Pitiful." He told her in a harsh tone. She hadn't seen this side of Nate before.

"Nate. Don't you even-" Mitchie started on him, before Shane covered her mouth with his hand.

"Nate, you and me, outside, now. We've gotta talk." Shane told him, taking a quick glance at Caitlyn, who now had tears streaming down her face.

"Don't even bother. I'm leaving. And Shane, I don't want to talk," Nate told him before brushing past Caitlyn and walking out the door, slamming it behind him. Shane scoffed quickly before rushing out after him.

"Cait," Mitchie said to her, Caitlyn brushed her off.

"Mitch, I'm pathetic," Caitlyn said to her best friend before running to the bathroom and slamming the door behind her. She sat on the floor, and sobbed into her hands.

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Caitlyn stopped crying after a few minutes, but she still preferred to stay in the bathroom. After a while, Mitchie stopped trying to get her out and let her have her peace. Caitlyn heard Shane walk into the room and heard Mitchie and him talk.

"Shane, she hasn't come out of the bathroom since he said that. What is his problem?"

"I don't know, Mitch, he never acts that way! When I yelled at him about it, all he said was that if Caitlyn went through with this, he wouldn't be able to get over it," Shane told her. That made Caitlyn freak. What does that mean? He wouldn't want to be my friend anymore? But, why does it matter to him? Why should he care? Why?

"He crossed the line with those remarks, Shane. She's been in there crying since you left. It's ridiculous," Mitchie said to him, sighing. She heard a pause and then heard Shane speak.

"She's really gonna go through with this?"

"I guess so, Shane, and I'm gonna support her along the way. My best friend is not pathetic," Mitchie told him. Caitlyn heard Shane kiss Mitchie. She sighed. No matter what she could do, Caitlyn can't escape the K word.

She stood up and wiped her face one last time before exiting the bathroom. Mitchie and Shane looked up at her.

"I guess we should get started with this whole plan thing," Caitlyn said to them. Mitchie smiled at her, and Shane smirked.

"First person on the list: my dear friend Jason." Shane said to her.

Mitchie chuckled. Caitlyn thought for a second.

"He should be kind of easy to ask out, right?" Caitlyn asked Shane. He laughed before responding to her.

"It depends. Do you know how to make a birdhouse?"

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Do ya like it? I promise the next chapter either tomorrow or Saturday.

Believe me, by no means is this going to be a Caitlyn and Jason story. No means at all.