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Chapter 9: So Wrong, So Right?

The breeze blew a few strand of Caitlyn's hair into her face, but she hardly noticed as she walked. She was to busy reading over some things she needed to get done before teaching her next class to even notice the perfect day.

"Caitlyn Gellar, there was no need to shove me into the dirt yesterday." Shane's voice spoke up as he walked next to her, seeming to come from nowhere. A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, but she pretended not to hear.

"I know you heard me." He sighed impatiently.

Caitlyn flipped her notebook closed and tucked it safely away into the book bag she had with her. Thinking of no response, she kept walking in fake ignorance, only just realizing the beautiful weather.

"There was a perfectly good reason." She stated cheerfully, not looking at Shane but watching the campers they passed as they walked along.

"And this reason is?" Shane demanded arrogantly. It wasn't hard to act like their old selves around other people, and Caitlyn found it quite entertaining at times.

"You should know better then to touch me." Caitlyn shrugged carelessly, still not glancing at Shane, meeting his eyes, or acknowledging his presence in anyway at all.

There was a momentary silence before Caitlyn was surprised to feel Shane brush his hand against hers intentionally but inconspicuously to those passing them. She felt her cheeks heat up and told herself not to blush. He had hold of her emotions easily.

"You don't seem to mind when we're alone." Shane lowered his voice and spoke cockily, and Caitlyn shot him a deadly glare and made him laugh.

"I haven't a clue what you're talking about." Caitlyn replied, sounding so sincere she would have convinced anyone.

"Maybe you shouldn't have made me jealous." Shane pointed out in fake annoyance, "Then I wouldn't have had to use my powers against you."

"Jealous of your little brother?" she sighed and shook head with a look of mock disappointment, "That's pathetic."

"I know, I'm pathetic." Shane sighed, but Caitlyn ignored the wink he gave her when she glanced at him, "Hey, be grateful I only used my powers mildly."

"These powers you speak of," Caitlyn began in amusement, "Aren't nearly as amazing as you think they are."

"Is that a challenge?" he narrowed his eyes at her.

"No." she said quickly, catching the mischievous look in his eyes, "No, it's not."

They both kept walking, neither of them really headed anywhere but enjoying looking as if they were fighting and walking somewhere with purpose. It wasn't often they spent time together in public.

Shane suddenly grabbed Caitlyn's elbow and pulled her toward a few larger trees. They had reached the more secluded part of the camp, where there weren't many cabins and very few people.

"It's been two weeks, Caity," Shane breathed in her ear as he pulled her along next to him, "I have to kiss you." At his blunt words, Caitlyn laughed cheerfully, savoring the fact that he sounded so serious and hinted at desperate.

They reached the other side of the small group of trees, both smiling brightly. Caitlyn pressed her hand against Shane's chest though, keeping him at arms length so she could speak.

"Shane, I just want to make sure you know that…that I really do have feelings for you." She muttered in embarrassment and nervousness, "I'm not doing this for any other reason. I care for you, and want to tell you this isn't something purely physical or because Nate isn't ready to kiss me…"

"Caitlyn," Shane chuckled, and she groaned and bit her tongue.

"I sound so stupid!" she whispered, but Shane shook his head with a small frown.

"The same goes for me too." He said simply, "Except Mitchie isn't as reluctant as Nate…"

Caitlyn was unprepared for the flood of dislike at the sound of Mitchie's name, and the flush of anger at the thought of the two kissing. Silence hung in the air a moment, both thinking briefly to how wrong this was, but both shoving it aside.

Shane didn't wait any longer to pull Caitlyn close against his chest and she felt his hot breath on her face. He looked so happy, and she had a hard time understanding why someone as plain as her could do that to him.

Then his lips were on hers and after a moment, Caitlyn felt her book bag slip from her shoulder and heard it hit the ground with a thump. She tangled her fingers in his hair, taking in his smell. She was so addicted to this guy, she couldn't help but realize blissfully as one of the tree's bark pressed into her back where Shane had cornered her against.

There was something about the way the wind sounded in the trees mixed with the sound of their lips disconnecting and reconnecting that gave Caitlyn a rush of adrenaline. She found her breath coming short and fast, taking note of Shane's gentle hands pressed against her waist.

How could something be so wrong and feel so right?

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