Disclaimer : All settings and characters from Camp Rock belong to Disney. All the other characters belong to me! The song is "Moses supposes" from 'Singing in the Rain'! Please don't sue me!

I'm so sorry that I didn't update but my life is crazy and crammed with dance at the moment! Plus, there's a scene in this that I really wanted to get right or the whole chapter wouldn't work.

P.S. To all the reviewers, I LOVE you so much. Thank you ... just thank you.


Well, this is awkward. By the time, five minutes have passed; the tension is thick in the air. Above all, the silence is freaking me out slightly. Neither of them has moved or made a sound. I can't imagine anybody ever being able to break the silence...

"DUCKY!" Todd bursts into the room and looks around.

This would be fun.


"Right, class, it's time to go see Buckingham Palace." Our teacher, Mrs Elbridge, is leading us on a tour around London. Everyone is jetlagged and soaked from the pelting rain.

"Awright, lads and lasses, get your feet moving down those apples and pears, it's time to meet the ol' queen mum!"

"Todd Makinson, if you don't stop doing that terrible cockney accent, I will throttle you with a paperclip!" Lisa screamed at him but Todd simply carried on with his awful monologue.

"Grab a taxi guv'nor, because we are going to see the queen!"

By this time, Todd has scampered in front of the group and is pushing his way to the front of the gates. He ignores the building and makes a beeline for the guard. Lisa, Ben, Adam, Emma and I all follow him. Apparently, it is Todd's ambition to make a guard laugh.


From the look on Todd's face, this is a similar situation. He stands still for a moment, considering his next move. It is oddly scientific, as if he knows how each person will react. I hold my breath as he prepares to...

Moses supposes his toeses are roses
But Moses supposes erroneously
And Moses, he knowses his toeses aren't roses
As Moses supposes his toeses to be

Todd is obviously in a 'singing in the rain' mood. Lisa walks through the door and immediately joins in.

Moses supposes his toeses are roses
But Moses supposes erroneously
A Rose is a rose
A Nose is a nose
A Toese is a toese

Todd advances on Shane whilst singing and grabbing the curtain, flings it around himself in a Gene Kellyesque manner. By now I am laughing hysterically.

Hupidubidu!

Lisa flings herself at Todd's feet like an adoring fan and Ben's mouth is twitching whilst Shane is biting his lip.

Moses supposes his toeses are roses
But Moses supposes erroneously
And Moses, he knowses his toeses aren't roses
As Moses supposes his toeses to be

As a grand finale, both Lisa and Todd topple over from giggling and land in a heap on the floor. Ben and I are both laughing too hard to check on them and we both collapse onto a sofa.

Todd drags himself up, "Singing in the rain never fails to impress, my loves," He lifts Lisa up onto the other sofa and the four of us dissolve into giggles, "Never underestimate the power of Gene Kelly!"

Shane has composed himself and is now staring stonily at me.

"Jeez Mitchie, you're friends are a bit, well, freaky."

He stalks out of the room and, in the distance; I can hear a door being slammed.

"C'mon Mitchie, let's go explore!" Todd cries, "Adam's waiting outside!"

We all link arms and as we all stumble outside, I can't help but notice that a certain 'cookie-cutter pop star' is watching us."


About five minutes later, we are halfway to the main stage when I see a flash of brown run by. I would recognise that curly hair anywhere. I sprint after her.

"CAITLYN!"

She keeps on running but I'm catching up. All those aerobics classes with Lisa have made me fitter. As we reach the lake, she stops and drops onto the wooden jetty, tears coursing down her cheeks.

"Caitlyn?" I ask quietly, "Caitlyn, what's wrong?"

She turns her red, swollen face to me and seems to shrink away from me. She's a million miles away from the smart and sassy Caitlyn I used to know.

"Caitlyn, please?"

"Just stop it, Mitchie," Caitlyn screamed, "Stop being such a good friend!"

I let her rant on.

"I haven't talked to you or wrote to you in a year. You should hate me! Even I hate me ..."

I look at her.

"Everything's my fault; I'm just so ... pathetic."

I wait for her to explain herself.

"My parents split up."

She said it so matter-of-factly that before I knew it, I was giving her a massive hug.

"Cait, it's not your fault. It's between your Mom and Dad, not you."

"But Mitch, I started it. They were fighting over ... me."

Her voice breaks as her hair falls over her eyes.

"Caitlyn, your parents both love you. What can you have done to make them split up?"

She takes a deep breath, "They were always arguing about me. My school, my phone bill, everything I did they used to disagree over. If I was just better..."

"It's not your fault."

She sighed, "But when I wasn't there, it was even worse. I came home from school and I could hear them from in the yard."

"It's not your fault."

She looks straight at me, "I should be with them, or at least one of them."

"It's not your fault!"

"It is."

I don't know what to say to her to make her believe me. What can I say that that no-one has ever said before?

"Maybe it's better this way. People make mistakes. They both love you but maybe they're wrong for each other. Life isn't perfect."

She sighs again, "No, it definitely isn't. Maybe you're right, Mitchie, but why can't it be perfect? Why can't I live in a fairytale, where you know there will be a happy ending? "

"You make your own ending in this life, Caitlyn; you've got to let your parents make theirs."

She stares at her shoes and I say the last line of my speech.

"Do you love them enough to make them happy?"

The answer is quiet and muffled with sobs, "Yes."

"Then it'll better this way, it'll be better than all the arguing and the tears."

She suddenly gets up and gives me a massive hug.

"I hear you Mitch and you know what," she smiles a watery smile, "I think you're right. But I need to get over this ... you understand, right?

"Of course I do! Now, do you want to know about my past year?"


It's about an hour since I first ran after Caitlyn and it feels like that year apart never happened. I tell her about my music, and school work and little things that I've been storing up that only she would get.

"And then, I heard on the news, one day, that they were actually setting up a Hot Tunes in China and I told my mom that she should run it!"

I had to brace myself to tell her about my new friends. I wasn't sure how she would react.

"So Mitchie, I want to meet your new friends."

WHAT! HOW DID SHE DO THAT!

"Oh c'mon Mitchie, every time you told me a story, you would pause and leave out a name. Now spill."

I tell her all about the gang and that they were here with me.

She smiles and gets up, "Then let's go meet them!"

"Oh, that's not necessary."

Turning around, I see a very fierce-looking Todd staring at me with Lisa, Ben and Adam behind.

"MITCHIE TORRES, HOW DARE YOU RUN OFF LIKE THAT?" He shouts at me and wags a self-righteous finger, "WE WERE WORRIED SICK ABOUT YOU!"

He draws another breath, "YOU LEFT US IN A FOREST, WITH NO IDEA OF WHERE TO GO AND LISA WITH THE MAP THAT SHE WOULDN'T LET GO OF."

He glares balefully at Lisa who waves the map in his face teasingly.

"Well you shouldn't have let her have it." I mutter under my breath and remember when she last went walking. We ended up having to call my mom to pick us up from Dunsop Bridge, 5 miles from my house!

Todd's eyes flash yet he ignores me.

"SO I SUGGEST THAT YOU GET MOVING AND HELP ME GET TO THE STAGE BEFORE EVERYONE EATS THE PEANUT BUTTER!"

He narrows his eyes and gestures for me to lead the way.

"By the way, you must be Caitlyn ..." Todd's change in volume obviously freaks Caitlyn out.

"I'm Todd and I LOVE your hair!"

It was the same old Todd. Caitlyn grinned for the first time that day.


Reaching the stage area, Caitlyn and Ben are chatting about violins and electronic remixes and are seemingly hitting it off. Lisa and Todd are wittering on about eating peanut butter before a show and so Adam and I are walking in front.

"I want a girlfriend, Mitch."

I laugh, "Are you asking me out?"

"No!" He looks shocked, "I just want ... her."

I smile at Adam's face and look in the direction of the girl he is drooling over. Whoa...

You couldn't call her classically beautiful but she was certainly stunning. Everything about her was so ... cool. From the purple streaks in her short, brown hair to the lip piercing in the lower, right corner of her mouth, she just looked so comfortable with herself. She didn't talk to many people but then, she didn't seem that bothered. She even had a band tee on. For Adam, I could tell she was perfect.

I smiled, "I think she's your type."

Everybody was gathering by the stage, ready for the camp talk before everything kicked off. As we all stop talking and wait for Dee, I can't wait to finally begin my summer!


So ... Caitlyn's back! I was going to have her be evil as well but I like it better like this! Please review, especially with constructive critisism! Thank you to my lovely beta, who has something to say ... unfortunately (joking WuS)!

B/N: I want to apologise for the long wait. Admitedly, Pink Jelly Girl had writer's block, but I also haven't had much time this week, so the wait is partially my fault - and she hasn't yelled at me once for it! Love && Hugs to PJG 33 Wake-up Soon x