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Mitchie POV:

Last Time at Camp Rock:

Nate leaned over to me and whispered, "Your boyfriends bipolar."

"He's not my boyfriend," I hissed back at Nate

Shane was still waiting so I headed over to him but before I got there I winked at Caitlyn and nodded to Nate her face went red then very pale as Nate looked at her. "Come on Mitchie I'm getting old here," Shane whined. I looked up to see his fake puppy dog pout.

I rolled my eyes and sat down on the swing that he was behind. Once I was in place Shane pushed me so my swing flew up high. Him and I laughed for no reason and he kept pushing me for a few minutes while Caitlyn and Nate talked.

Nates POV

Caitlyn was really cute I thought. She was blushing a little and that made her even more adorable. "So...uh, what's your name I don't think Shane told me? Sorry," I mumble while I look down at my feet. "Oh, I'm Caitlyn," she smiles as I look down at her.

"What's your favorite part of Camp Rock?" I asked curious, she seemed so outgoing and real it made me want to open up to her a little bit. I don't think I'd felt like that with anyone in a long time. There was just something about her that drew me to her.

"I like it all but I want to be a producer; it fits me and I love to do it," Caitlyn said leaning her back against a tree. "That's cool; a lot of great producer's have come from this camp. This place is like a miracle maker. Connect 3 met here three years ago and my parents met here too. It's really amazing." I sighed looking up at the barely visible sky.

"Wow, that's just…wow," she said wide eyed looking around. It was like she was imagining false memories of different people in this very clearing.

"So Ms. Caitlyn how long have you been coming here?" I asked. "The past three years," she said stupidly.

We both gasped and looked at each other in realization. We had gone to camp together. I racked my mind try to remember her. I thought so hard and suddenly it came to me. "That was you!" we gasped at the same time.

"The prank…you…you and that stupid lake! Nate, why did you push me in the lake back then I never saw you again after that. Please tell me why?" Caitlyn sounded upset and tears looked like they were about to spill over onto her face.

I thought back to the prank, and how it wasn't even funny, I thought back to how I was dared to do it, I thought back to how I felt like the sickest boy alive minutes after. But mainly I thought about how it all went down.

FLASHBACK!

Shane was looking out the window of our cabin. It was right by the girl's showers and by the lake dock, so girls often walked by in there towels to get back to their cabins.

"Nate," Shane looked at me with an evil smirk, "I dare you to go push that girl into the lake." I looked out the window and looked back at him because he was being crazy, "No way, never!" I refused. Shane had had one too many red-bulls which to him, are the equivalent to vodka.

"Nate your going to do it, you have to, it's dare night," Shane smirked while Jason kept switching his head between the two of us. "What if I don't," I retorted knowing that Shane was going to be pissed. Shane chugged another red bull. For all I knew, maybe there was alcohol in them.

Shane's features froze and malicious look took over his feature. "If you don't, by tomorrow after noon, everyone will know you still sleep with a teddy bear, you wet the bed the first night, your racist, and I found a man-thong in your clothes drawer," Shane shot back.

"But none of those things are true!" I cried out. This was low even for Shane. "Go, oh and I want the towel" he said pointing towards the door. I think that was the starting point for Shane's cockiness.

I unwillingly went down to the docks and snuck up behind the girl. She was walking slow humming the group song. I stepped onto the creaky wood and right as she turned around I pushed her.

It was almost in slow motion as she fell towards the water. She was the prettiest girl I had ever laid eyes on. She hit the water with an echoing splash that resounded all around the camp ground.

Her head came back above the water and she looked me in the eyes. If she wasn't covered in water I would have guessed there were tears in her eyes. Her lips quivered. Before I could think, I grabbed the towel and ran.

I ran all the way back to the cabin once I got inside I dropped the towel on the floor and let out the angry yell I had been holding back. I walked over to Shane and punched him square in the jaw.

That was the second worst night of my life.

END OF FLASHBACK!

"I didn't want to. Shane made me. I tried all in my power to not do it. But you should have heard what Shane was going to do to me. Please forgive me. I cried that night. It was terrible. Please I swear I'll do anything for you to forgive me!" I cried out in one breath.

I single tear rolled down her cheek before thinking I caught it under my thumb. "I'm sorry," I whispered. She broke down and hugged me crying generously onto my shoulder. I hugged her close and ran my fingers through her hair.

MITCHIE POV

"Hey Shane stop the swing!" I yelled while I was in the air. He grabbed the ropes while I was at the bottom and pulled me too a stop. He wrapped his arms around the ropes and my stomach to make some sort of hug.

He leaned his chin on my shoulder and said, "What's up?" I turned to face him so I was two or so inches from his face. "I want to see who can swing the highest! Get on the other swing," I whined. He looked incredulously at me so I had to say, "Come on it will be fun!"

He rolled his eyes in fake annoyance and walked over to sit on the other swing. I started pumping my legs to get more air and Shane was doing the same thing. We were both flying above forest floor, and praying to god the ropes wouldn't snap.

I decided I wanted to get off. "I'm gonna jump!" I shouted looking over at Shane. "Mitchie! No!" he yelled but it was too late I had already jumped a little more than mid-height.

The wood and leaves came rushing towards me, I could hear screams from all around me. Then, it went black.

Mitchie POV (still)

I woke up on something soft. There were bright lights above me but four black orbs were shadowing me. My eyes began to focus and those orbs became the heads of my friends. "Where am I?" I coughed out and a coughing attack shook my body. I tried to sit up on my own but four hands helped me prop myself up on a pillow.

"Oh my gosh Mitchie! Thank god you're alive. I've been praying again and again for hours. I don't know what I'd do if something worse happened to you. God, Mitchie you scared me! I love you so much," Shane froze and so did everyone else in the cabin.

I could see the other three nodding to towards the door and tip-toeing out, but my focus stayed on Shane. His mouth was hanging wide and he didn't blink. "Oh Mitchie…I mean…Sorry…you weren't supposed to hear…I know you don't feel the same way…please forget I said anything…ugh!" he suddenly burst out almost all at once.

He was opening his mouth to start again when I stopped him, "Shane! Be quiet and let me talk. I know we've just barely met, and that doesn't matter. I feel like I've known you my entire life. And I like you, I like you a lot, and before you assume anything," my voice quieted and trembled a little, "I think I might love you too."

My breath stopped as I watched his reaction. His eyes sparkled and he leaned down to kiss me on the forehead "You need to get better," he smiled and sat on the edge of the bottom bunk.

"I'm not feeling bad enough to do this," I smiled and used my less throbbing arm to pull his face closer. He pulled in and kissed me softly, I kissed him back gently. Even though the kiss was so gentle I felt butterflies erupt and a magical feeling go through me.

I touched my lips gently, they were still tingling from the kiss. The quiet was broken by something falling and someone that sounded eerily like Jason yelped "Ouch!"

Shane stood up stalked over the wall and flung open the curtains to the window where the sound came from. I tried to get up but visibly flinched bad enough for me to decide to stay put. Shane pursed his lips in an unhappy smile and gestured for them to come in.

They stepped back in ashamed of being caught. "Spying! You are all so nosy! Why couldn't you have left us alone for a few minutes by our self!" Shane didn't yell but he was authoritative.

"Sorry man, we couldn't resist alright," Nate finally spoke up. "Ok I forgive you!" I spoke up but only because I had more important matters on my mind, "Now just tell me. How bad am I hurt? And Does the entire camp know?"

"No one knows, the guys thought it would be better of we didn't take you to the nurse, unconscious, bruised, and bleeding. It looked like someone got into a fight with you. But we helped clean you up and I literally did have to drag and lock Shane out of the cabin so I could check you legs and ribs. He didn't to leave you side," Caitlyn smirked at Shane who was rubbing his neck embarrassedly.

"So what's the prognosis doctors?" I asked. The looked at each other. "You'll definitely need some ice," Nate said.

"And IcyHot," Caitlyn piped in.

"And possibly crutches for a few days." Shane sighed.

"I'm guessing you haven't seen your bruises yet. Just take breath before you look at the left side of your body, oh…and your right knee," Caitlyn sighed anxiously.

With my right hand I unzipped a jacket I hadn't been wearing earlier and removed my left arm flinching the entire time. I felt a gasp escape me as I looked at my arm. It was black, blue, and a sickly green up above my elbow, and a yellow-brown below it.

I was afraid to look at my legs because they hurt even worse. I started rolling up the sweats Caitlyn had apparently changed me into and all the boys slapped their hands over there eyes making the funniest site ever.

"Guys, come on. I'm rolling up my sweats, it's not like I'm undressing or anything. Relax alright," I said because they had peeved me off. They all cautiously removed there hands from their eyes and looked back towards me.

I finished rolling up my sweats around mid-thigh. The bruises were the worst I had ever seen. They were thick and black and in huge portions. I just guess on the other knee. I really didn't want to know.

When I looked up the boys eyes were wide, not because I had rolled up my sweats so far either. It was probably the tar black bruises. Jason glanced over at the clock, "Guys dinners going to start in five."

"How am I supposed to get there?" I asked suddenly worried. "I could carry her!" Shane said. "Do you really want to get mobbed, have her fall, and then have every girl in camp hate her because of you?" Caitlyn asked pointedly.

Jason had a light bulb moment look on his face, "I've got crutches over in my cabin!" His yell hurt my head.

I heard Shane put all the kindness he could muster at the moment into his voice and said, "Jason…why did you bring crutches?" He was annoyed but at least keeping his temper down.

"I don't know but we need them now so don't ask!" Jason ran out of the cabin faster than most track runners. "Mitchie do you want me too help you into some jeans so your not complete junkified?" Caitlyn asked. "I think so," I nodded.

Caitlyn pointed authoritatively to the door and commanded, "Out." Nate left quickly and Shane shot me a glance over the shoulder as Caitlyn rushed to close the curtain. The door clicked shut and Caitlyn pulled out a pair of my jeans.

"This is going to hurt, probably a lot but let's get it over with quickly," Caitlyn said I nodded and did my best to pull of my sweats while Caitlyn put my feet through the jeans. I pulled them up fast and tears stung at my eyes because of the pain.

I blinked the tears away and Caitlyn pulled an extra jacket out of the closet. She through it over my shoulders and I slowly slipped my arms through the sleeves to cover the bruises and. A knock came at the door. Caitlyn flung it open.

There Jason was grinning like a maniac holding crutches. Right then, the dinner bell rang. I made my way out the door and was afraid of what dinner would bring.

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