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Some of you might feel this is slightly being dragged out, I guess it is for you and me but this story has only taken place over 4 days, and people take months to admit their feelings. So bear it out a bit more, you know, I do have a plot line to follow!

Finally I have a beta reader, so no more mistakes from me. She's fast, efficient and allows me to nag her when I have insecurities about a certain story and dare I say it she is Fucking awesome she is the lovely, Angel17712 – Thank you!

I also have a quote in here from 10 things I hate about you, I wonder if you can spot it.

Happy reading

I've made up my mind,
No need to think it over,
If i'm wrong I aint right,
No need to look no further,
This ain't lust,
This is love

By Adele

Chasing Pavements

It was as if time had slowed down.

And to such an extent that she just couldn't keep up with the blur of the speed or the stark haziness that surrounded her in the form of a very angry Caitlyn. She was burning like the fiery depths of hell, spitting red flames of fire every now and then. But the tip of the iceberg was Nate and the fact that he wasn't wearing his mister happy-go-lucky expression that he was so famous for. Instead, it was as if an art exhibition was taking place, because for the first time she finally got to see a pissed off Nate combined with a very confused Nate. It was captivating seeing how those emotions would switch back and forth and his eyebrows would become drawn in, so much so that a cramp would start to form in the middle. Sure, he may have been pissed off at her, but it still was a fascinating thing to watch.

Looking exasperated, he turned back to Medusa, cause she sure as hell looked like her. "What on earth are you talking about, Caitlyn?"

"What am I talking about? What am I talking about? I'll tell you what I'm talking about. SHE," and she pointed her finger at Mitchie which made Nate swivel around as if to make sure she was really pointing at Mitchie and not someone else who might have just camouflaged themselves against the horrid wall, "Yeah, her right there Nate, Shane just happened to have told her that he loved her," and at the look of shock on Nate's face, she continued to nod frantically, as if egging him on to get furious at Mitchie. "He told her he fucking loved her and you know what SHE," And again the finger made a reappearance with high enthusiasm, "Did? Well Nate, she never told me about it, but you know what the biggest shit out of all of this is? It's that she didn't even tell him how she felt. No, instead, clever old Mitchie decided to avoid him for TWO DAYS!!"

Maybe Nate felt left out from all the yelling that Caitlyn seemed to excel at, that he decided to have his own input. "What the hell were you thinking?" he demanded as he turned around and was watching her along with Caitlyn, both of their arms folded across their chests and scowls permanently fixed on their faces. It felt like it was the Spanish inquisition.

"I don't understand why any of this has any importance and what has it got to do with you guys in the first place?" She hoped the question would get them off her back because she wasn't in any mood to discuss her feelings, least of all in front of Nate. Unfortunately, all it did was make Caitlyn look even more mad, if possible.

"It has every importance. You just fucked everything up." Caitlyn ran her fingers through her hair out of frustration before letting out an anguished moan, "And the sad thing is, I helped you along the way and you didn't even realize it."

And before she could think the words were out of her mouth. "I fucked everything up? I did absolutely nothing wrong so don't you dare go blaming this crap on me Caitlyn, you have no right to do that."

She realized that the words had come out completely wrong, but it was too late to fix it.

"I have no right? Well, why the fuck did you come crying to me then when you were all upset then? Why did you keep me up all night? You suddenly decide to have me in your life when it works for you and then you throw me out when you suddenly need privacy or time to use your goddamn brain. Get over it, Mitchie, cause I'm in way too deep for your thick little brain to figure it out and al-"

Nate, being the smart guy that he was, decided that now was the time to interfere before both girls ended up saying something that they'd regret later. "Okay, that's enough Caitlyn," he said in a firm voice as he pulled her by the arm so that she was next to him and at a safe distance from Mitchie before she jack hammered her into oblivion. "I think the important question here is, what does Mitchie feel for Shane?"

Caitlyn started, "What the-" until Nate looked at her carefully trying to get her to read his thoughts. "Oh, right." And then all of a sudden she was back to being the old Caitlyn who was in control and in charge. "Do you love him Mitchie?"

This was that awful moment, wasn't it? The one that she'd been dreading for the past two days, because let's face it, she was just so lost and confused. She'd contemplated the fact that she was in love and wondered maybe if it was simply infatuation and teenage lust, nothing more than that. The hard thing was getting her to admit it. And right now she just couldn't say love and connect it with Shane. It was as if her pride refused to let it happen.

"I don't know," was all she could say because it summed up her feelings perfectly.

In unison, they both yelled out, "What do you mean, 'you don't know'?"

"I'm fucking confused. What do you expect? I mean, it's just a silly little teenage crush and it will most likely go away, but what does love have to do with any of this? I don't even think Shane himself realizes what love is. How can he be so sure it's love? And it's not like I need him or anything,"

It was Nate's quiet and pensive voice that brought her out of her confusion. "You may not need him, but Mitchie, Shane needs you more than anyone else."

She felt stunned at this piece of information. Shane needed her, as in needed her needed her, or was it a completely different need? "Did he tell you this?"

"No," Nate said, "He didn't need to. He would never speak to me about personal things, but you were the one and only person he would ever talk to me about. Whenever he spoke about you, it was always in a completely different way to how he would if it was someone else. There was always this sense of respect and admiration for you, something that even I can't get from him all the time. But with you, it was different, you made him reconsider himself and to remember that others had feelings too and to want to consider other people before himself. He needs you, probably something he'll never admit, but it's the truth."

She couldn't think. It was like she was overloading with all of this information because none of it fit the bill. Secretly, she was thrilled to know that he thought of her with such high reverence, but it also scared her to the level of commitment he felt towards her. It was so silly. Boys were the ones who usually panicked with their feelings and yet here, the situation was in reverse.

"You need to tell me what the hell went down between you two the other day, because I need to know right now," demanded Caitlyn.

"Uh, well it was slightly confusing so I can't remember it much an-"

"Confusing my ass, you're avoiding the topic," she snapped.

"All right, fine. Shane was acting all cool and calm the moment you walked out and then, before you know it, he lost it and he's yelling that he loves me. So obviously, I went into defensive mode, and you can't blame me for thinking that he was messing around with me again. So I said he was lying, because that was the only coherent thing that I could think of at that point. The only problem is, that just fuelled his anger even more and then……….and… well…….he..." She was stalling like hell because this wasn't something she wanted to delve into due to the high level of embarrassment she would end up suffering.

Exasperated, Nate tried to nudge her further. "He what?"

Hesitantly, she began to form the dangerous words that were reluctant to roll off her tongue. "He started to tell me how……I mean, what he would do to me if we were to have sex." She rushed out the last couple of words, mostly in fear of Caitlyn's wrath. She pitied Nate, because he definitely looked just as uncomfortable as she felt.

"Shane is very blunt sometimes when it comes to his feelings, I guess you had to deal with it in an awkward manner," Nate tried to explain, clearly hoping that it would earn Shane some forgiveness.

"Well, this certainly has been quite an eventful day. Why didn't you just say something back to him?" asked Caitlyn.

"Wait, you're not angry?" Mitchie wondered in confusion.

"Oh I am, and trust me, I will deal with him, just not right now. Answer the question."

"Well god Caitlyn, what the fuck was I meant to say; 'I want you, I need you, oh baby, oh baby'? My brain was fizzled out and I didn't have time to think of anything. Confusion was at its highest point."

"Well Mitchie, you better unconfuse yourself, because it's either that or you're just never going to find out where this could have gone, unless you give it a chance. You're just trying to take the easy way out by not admitting how you feel." Mitchie began to interrupt and argue, but Caitlyn seemed to be on a roll. "There's no need to deny it. Isn't it obvious with the way you so badly wanted him to forgive you? Why go through all those tears if he meant nothing to you? Why want him to realize that you never lied to him? It's all there, hidden behind those actions. This is more than what you want it to be," she said with clarity.

"She's right Mitchie, and you know it doesn't necessarily have to be love but the truth is, whatever this is between you and Shane isn't infatuation or lust," Nate explained.

Oh god, this wasn't meant to be happening so fast. Did she really feel more for him than she allowed herself to believe? She cared for him, that was true. She wanted him to realize that she hadn't lied to him, which he'd accepted. But then the satisfaction she'd hoped to feel at his realization had never come. Him admitting that she didn't lie to him didn't make her feel content and at peace, it only left her more frustrated. So was this Caitlyn's way of saying this was something more? Was this her subconscious telling her to realize she was in love? And that's when she remembered that dream of hers with the sand and the mysterious stranger. She remembered how every time he'd get close to her, so close that he was on the brink of pleasuring her, he'd always erupt into millions of pieces the moment his lips reached hers. And she realized it was because she was holding back, she'd never made a move towards him; it always him who had to pursue her. So, maybe it was because he was waiting for her to do something. Or more like to say something. But then again, Nate had said this didn't need to be labelled as love; it just needed to be acted on.

She could do that.

It was easy.

Except right at that moment, Peggy burst into the room panting and out of breath as if she'd run a thousand miles just to get there.

"There you guys are," she said in a rush, "I've been looking for you everywhere." She was bent over at the waist, her hands on her knees steadying herself so she could breathe more easily.

"What happened?" Nate asked in concern.

"I just heard something. Barron who was talking to Andy who then told Sander who went and told Lola about it and she then told it to T.J. Tyler who then whispered it to Jason who then charmed Ella and told it to her who then finally came and told me," she paused there for a much needed breather.

"Wow talk about Chinese whisper," Nate said, looking amazed.

"Yeah well anyway, apparently Tess was talking to Brown,"

"I thought we'd gotten up to you in the gossip chain. Where the hell did Tess come into this?" Caitlyn wondered irritatedly.

"Oh, for god's sake, pay attention. Tess was talking to Brown about how she was telling Shane that Nate and Mitchie looked good together."

"We do?" asked Mitchie in confusion.

"Apparently," said Nate in amusement.

"You know, I suggest you shut up and listen because this is important. Anyway, so she said to him how good you looked together and then according to Tess, Shane suddenly got up and said in this serious, like deadly serious voice that he was leaving."

"No fucking way," muttered Caitlyn, while Mitchie, on the other hand, felt lost.

"As in he was leaving the room?" wondered Mitchie in confusion

"No," said Peggy, looking slightly scared. "As in he's leaving Camp Rock."

"Permanently," she added.

I'm sure you're cursing obscenities at me. Yup this chapter is short I'm ashamed to admit but it's one of those fillers, but then in my defence the next one will be longer and well….more. …..ahem….. Something else.

I guess the excerpt I gave you was not out of context Shock, shock. Here's the next one-

"I never knew making love could be so ……..rough," she said thoughtfully

"Um, I wouldn't class that as love making. It's more of a rough fucking," he stated matter-of-factly.

I guess the question is, is this given to you out of context?

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