Woooo...update time!! Yayness!! You may have noticed that I changed my pename to Peace..Love..NickJonas x. It felt time for a change and I'm not relly obsessed over loliver anymore. Naitlyn has become my NEW loliver!! One thing I forgot to mention last chapter is that all my other storys are on hiatus for the moment. i really want to finish this one first!! Lol.. well on with the story...
9th July 2008
9.03am - Brown's Class
And so the torture begins. This morning was my first day on kitchen duty. I had to literally drag my self out of bed at 6am. I am soooo not a morning person. I'm being deadly serious and I'm telling you this for your own good. Remember, Tess?
When I got to the kitchen - only five minutes late, thank you very much - I found out that I wasn't the only person that had trouble getting out of bed early. Nate wasn't there. He ran in ten minutes later.
"I am so sorry Mrs Torrez. Shane was supposed to wake me," he said.
"It's ok Nate," Connie said. "And call me Connie. Now, can you go help Caitlyn with those pancakes?"
Uh-oh. This wasn't good. It was terrible, it was awful, it was…ok I'm being over dramatic again. But I never thought for one second that Nate and I would be together, together. I mean, I knew we'd be together but I thought that he'd do his own thing and I'd do mine. Ok, I'm probably making absolutely no sense right now so I'm going to just move on…
We were working in awkward silence, which is really awkward by the way. Then I suddenly blurted out "I'm sorry!" What? I have no self control sometimes!
Nate shot me a questioning look.
"It's my fault that you got kitchen duty. You weren't even involved in the food fight." I explained.
And then he spoke. "Hey, it's not your fault your aim sucks." he smiled. I swear I nearly melted. His smile is one of those smiles that makes you go weak at the knees and when you haven't seen it in so long…well you get the picture.
"Oh My God, he speaks!" I cried and Nate shot me another look. "I'm sorry," I said. "But I think I've heard you say one whole word in the last nine days!"
"I just had stuff on my mind," he explained.
I nodded, but didn't question. I didn't want to ruin all the progress we had made. And yes, we had made progress. The boy was talking to me, for God sake!
We spent the rest f the morning in comfortable silence, saying random things such as "Pass the flour," and "Pass the milk," to each other.
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I decided to skip breakfast and went for a walk instead. I know, shock, horror she skipped breakfast. Relax, I don't have an eating disorder, I just ate too much pancake batter over the course of the morning. I know, I know, but remember what I told you about my self control?
As I approached the lake I could hear someone singing. The voice sounded very familiar, I walked a little further and saw that it was Nate. He was sitting on an overturned canoe playing his guitar.
Got the news today
But they said I had to stay
A little bit longerAnd I'll be fine
When I thought it'd all been done
When I thought it'd all been said
A little bit longer
And I'll be fine
I listened from the bushes while he sang. He was amazing. His voice made me go week at the knees.
I decided that maybe it wasn't the best idea to spy on Nate so I turned around only to stand on a fallen branch. The branch snapped and I froze. Nate stopped playing guitar. "Hello?" he said. "Is anyone there?" I heard his footsteps so I ran.
I don't know if he seen me. I did make a lot of noise running away. I'm actually crossing my fingers right now hoping he didn't see me.
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I ran all the way back to my cabin. Mitchie was walking out the door.
"Where were you?" she asked.
"I can't explain now, I'll tell you later." I said.
"Ok, well you better hurry up, Brown's class starts in ten minutes."
I checked my watch. "Holy Crap!" I cried. How long was I watching Nate?
"I'll see you there, then?" she asked.
I nodded and ran inside to get my things together. I grabbed my bag and my diary and ran out the door. I swear I have never ever ran so much in my whole entire life. I deserve a medal. A gold, shiny medal…
Browns looking at me so I better stop writing…
7.31pm - Outside our Cabin
Remember that I told you that I thought Tess was stalking me? Yea, well, she soooo is. This afternoon when I was walking back from class she like literally jumped out from behind a bush! Okay, maybe she wasn't hiding in it, maybe she was just walking that way, but it was still incredibly creepy.
"So, have you been talking to Mr Rock Star lately?" she said sweetly. I knew it was fake sweetness. Seriously, this is Tess we're talking about!
"Tess I'm gonna say this slowly just so you'll understand." I said to her. "Leave. Me. ALONE!" Yea, ok I kinda screamed at her. I had a right to!
"No I won't," she said, narrowing her eyes "You see Caitlyn, I get what I want. I want to know why you and Nate aren't talking and I will find out."
"Okay, Tess. Why do you want to know if we're talking or not?"
"I just do."
I stared at her. She was unbelievable. She seriously had no respect for other peoples feelings and other peoples private lives.
"Just go away!" I said to her. I could feel my eyes watering. I fought back the tears. No way was I going to cry in front of Tess.
"No," she smirked.
I couldn't help it, a tear rolled down my cheek.
"Awwww, is little Caity crying?" Tess said in a mock baby voice.
"Shut up," I said quietly.
"What, didn't quite catch that?"
"Shut up!" I said louder this time.
"Hey, um Tess?" Nate said coming up behind me. Seriously, where'd he come from? Well, I know he came from behind me but I meant before that. Oh god, how much of this conversation has he heard? "There's some talent scout guy at the office. He said he was looking for TJ Tyler's daughter, I assume that's you?"
Tess's usually bitchy face, which was looking extra bitchy right now, lit up.
"That's me," she squeaked. "Bye Nate," she said, brushing off his shoulder. Then she turned to me and narrowed her eyes, "Bye Caitlyn," she smirked.
And then she ran away. Oh and before I forget, Tess probably has never ran a day in her life, what with absolutely everyone there to wait on her hand on foot. You know how I know? About the running, I mean? She runs like a duck. Well, if ducks could run. They kind of waddle… and I rest my case.
I turned around to Nate. I smiled, hoping it would cover up my watering eyes. "Great," I said. "Hopefully she'll get her big break and leave us the hell alone."
I started to turn around to walk away, but Nate grabbed my arm.
"You wanna know a secret?" he asked.
I nodded.
"There isn't really a talent scout at the office."
What? "Then why did you tell Tess that there was?" I asked curiously.
"I though you needed saving," he said.
"Well, thanks, but I can take care of myself," I said, before turning around again.
But Nate stopped me, again. What is wrong with this boy? One minute he won't even acknowledge the fact that I exist and the next minute he won't leave me alone!
So, Nate ran in front of me and said, "I heard her going at you and then she said something about you crying? But excuse me for caring!"
"You know what I don't get?" I asked him, quite angrily if I do say so myself. I didn't even give him time to reply before talking again. "You don't talk to me for the last few days, wait months and then all of a sudden you care?" I said. "Tell me Nate, does any of that sound strange to you?"
Nate took a deep breath. "Cait, I'm sorry," he said simply. So simple. Yea like that's gonna make a difference!
"No," I said. "No, you don't get to call me Cait. My friends, who have talked to me over the past few months, get to call me Cait. I gotta go." I pushed past him and ran away. Again.
