OOOPS OOOPS OOOPS!!! i uploaded the same chapter twice didnt i? haha, i know, im retarded.... Ah, well, enjoy the REAL chapter 9, Surprise

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"Caitlyn!" my scream was pretty loud. Caitlyn was helping her dad unload boxes from their car. My room, though not very big, was enough to accommodate her. My dad had turned his small office into our 'study area'. Our books, our computers, Caitlyn's recording gear and other stuff would be there. I knew we'd probably spend more time talking than studying, but our parents didn't need to know that.

"Hey, Mitchie!" called Caitlyn.

"Let me help." I grabbed a box and we carried our load into the house. Our parents got friendly quickly. I noticed that Caitlyn got her face and hair from her mom, but her nature was more like her dad's, friendly and easy-going.

Things were settled quicker than I'd thought possible. Caitlyn would go with me to school on Monday and we had the same classes. We'd go together to the studio after school and come back before dinner. Shane had said something about the company limo coming to get us with a couple of escorts.

Mr. and Mrs. Geller left after a couple of hours. I noticed Caitlyn wasn't really sorry to see them go. They had never been really close, but nobody could feel unwelcome if my mom was cooking. She made a huge dinner with every dish imaginable. Caitlyn and I stuffed ourselves until we were fit to burst. Then mom sent us to bed. It was early, but we were both exhausted.

My room had been fitted with another bed now. Dad had spent the entire morning on it. The room was a little jammed, but still pretty cozy.

"Mitchie?" we should have been asleep. I almost was, but apparently Caitlyn was still awake.

"Yeah?" I asked drowsily.

"Thank you," Caitlyn was still talking quietly. "For all this."

"No problem, Cait," I said, still half asleep. "What're friends for?"

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"I've never liked going to a new school," said Caitlyn nervously as we stood near our lockers. "It always makes me nervous."

"You'll be fine," I said comfortingly. My cell phone beeped and I quickly looked at the text message I'd received.

Good luck today. See you after school .I miss you.

Love
Shane.

"Aww," cooed Caitlyn, reading the message over my shoulder. "That is so sweet."

"Yeah, I said, grinning a little foolishly. "He's the best."

Our classes were always boring on the first day. Just as I was hoping, the day finished really quickly. Sierra and Caitlyn seemed to get along when they met. Sierra was still quizzing me about Shane and Camp Rock when we walked out of school. Caitlyn was ahead, looking for the limousine that was supposed to pick us up. I had my back to her and was patiently answering Sierra when someone covered my eyes.

"Cait, this isn't funny."

"Great, now I'm Caitlyn Geller?"

"Shane!" I shrieked. I turned around and saw him standing behind me, grinning. I launched myself into his arms, completely forgetting Sierra and half the school was right behind me. Oops.

"Umm," I turned around and noted her open-mouthed stare. "Shane, this is Sierra, my best friend. Sierra, this is Shane, my boyfriend. Remember?"

I begged Sierra with my eyes to play along. I didn't want Shane to find out that I hadn't told Sierra bout him. He would be majorly hurt that I hadn't told my best friend, even though he wouldn't show it.

Sierra got the message. She closed her mouth and managed a smile, but her look told me that I was going to get a big lecture later on.

"Yeah, I remember. Nice to meet you, Shane."

"Same here," Shane nodded, his arm around my waist. He turned to me. "Ready to go?"

"Sure," I beamed up at him and smiled apologetically at Sierra. "I'll call you as soon as I get home, ok?"

"Yeah, sure, Mitchie." We both knew I wouldn't be able to, but Sierra seemed willing to wait.

Shane steered me away from the crowded grounds and towards the sleek black limo parked by the sidewalk. I got in and saw Jason and Nate seated inside as well. There were two people sitting in front, who I assumed were the manager and driver.

"Hmm, so you're our escorts?" I stressed on the word and looked at the boys.

"Well, in a manner of speaking," said Shane, a little sheepishly. "We had to make sure no news had leaked out to the press, and Riley," he nodded to the man in front. "Thought it best that we come and get you ourselves. Men in black wouldn't go too well, would they?"

"Definitely not."

"Anyway," cut in Caitlyn excitedly. "Where exactly are we going?"

"We're going to the studio, as planned. Then you girls are going to be treated by us and then we drop you home."

"Sounds simple, right?" grinned Nate. "But just wait. Mitchie, your throat will be completely dried up by tonight and Caitlyn, I think yours will be too. The producers tend to ask a lot of questions."

"I'm game," shrugged Caitlyn.

"I'm not," I said.

Shane rolled his eyes. "Ignore Nate. He's hyper at the moment. But yeah, he has the general idea. Mitchie sings, Caitlyn explains."

"Stop scaring the girls," said the man called Riley from the front. "They'll do just fine. The song was amazing at camp and it'll keep. Talk about something else."