A/N WOAAAAHHHHHH! So it's been exactly.. Well not exactly but approximately 4 months I think? I can't begin to apologise. FIRST, School started up and I got sidetracked and then November came and it was Nanowrimo! And then Exams... And now it's Christmas so it's time to dive back into this story! I am sorry, my lovies!

Disclaimer: If. I. Owned. This. It. Wouldn't. Be. On. Fanfiction. Duh.

"Caitlyn?" I called into her cabin when I finally reached it. I was feeling a bit nervous as I always did when someone was angry at me. Last time someone was angry at me... I don't want to get into that. "Caitlyn, it's Mitchie."

I heard the door of the bathroom open and saw my friend walk out with a strange look on her face. Kind of mad, kind of tired, but mostly just not Caitlyn.

"Hey I just wanted to know...what was...up." I stuttered not sure how to say what I wanted to say. Why are you mad? Why are you ignoring me? What did I do? Yeah those probably would have worked. "I mean you seem upset."

"I'm surprised you actually noticed." Caitlyn stated in a monotone. I cringed a bit but before I could ask what she meant she continued on. "I just...Mitchie, you're a great friend when you're around. But lately...it's like I don't exist. I mean Thursday, Friday, and Saturday I was lucky to make eye contact with you."

"What are you saying?" I slowly inquired.

"I mean you're so caught up in Shane Gray..." Caitlyn bit her lip for a second as if considering what to say next. "It's like being around some...fan girl."

"Fan girl?" I growled angrily. How could she say that? My god, how could she say that? Shane's my friend, I don't like him because he's cute or can sing or he's famous. She...She couldn't have said that. "Are you implying that I only like him because he's "The Shane Gray"?"

"Not exactly..." Caitlyn took a breath. "Look all I'm saying is maybe you hang with him so much because it's a shock that you actually know him. You said yourself you're shy but you got so close to him so quickly. "

"I don't have to listen to this rubbish." I shouted. "I don't know what's wrong with you or why you're saying this. But all I know is I want my friend Caitlyn back and not this BITCH standing before me."

Before Caitlyn could protest or defend herself anymore, I was gone. I stormed past her cabin and soon enough was running. Where? I didn't know. Just running until I realised where my feet wanted to go. I soon found myself in the small clearing that Shane had shown me the other day when my grandmother had...Still couldn't think about that. I walked to the middle where soft green grass glistened with morning dew drops. I sat down, not particularly caring if my jeans got damp.

I wasn't sure how long I'd been laying there when my phone vibrated. I sat up, combed my fingers through my hair a bit before checking it. The clock said it was 9:45. Wow, over an hour...And I'd missed most of first class. I glanced down to see I had one text from Shane.

Shane: Mitch? Where are you? We're getting worried...You better not be dead.

I giggled a bit knowing exactly how Shane would have said that. My fingers hovered over the keys, contemplating how to respond. Finally I typed out a message.

Me: Long story short- Fight with Caitlyn. Location? Not giving away just yet ;)

I pressed send and stood up. I was done lying around, I needed to get up and do something. I stood up and began to walk around, just walk around the woods.

Shane: Stay there. I think I have an idea...

I stopped midstride. I guess I shouldn't be surprised that Shane was able to figure it out, he seemed to always know what I was thinking. I walked back to the clearing and sat for a bit waiting. Maybe Shane hadn't gotten the wrong idea and thought I was down at the docks.

" Mitch!" I heard a familiar scream from behind me. I immediately shrieked and flew up into the air. Shane started laughing uncontrollably. I gave him my signature glare. "Sorry sorry... But you seriously got freaked."

"I scare easily, okay?" I snapped. "I hate being sneaked up on!"

"Again, sorry." Shane tried to say with a straight face, but I could tell he wanted to laugh. "So you want to tell me what happened and why you've decided to ditch class? Sounds like something I would do not you."

"Yeah it does." I chucked, trying to hold off explaining. Shane was quiet. "Well Caitlyn...she...I went to go talk to her because I thought maybe there was something that I had done and she was mad and I wanted to fix it. Well she was mad alright. I tried to apologise and be a good friend and she..she.."

"She what?" Shane urged me to continue. I sighed, not sure I wanted to tell him. "Come on, Mitch. I just want to help."

"She basically said that I'm only friends with...you...because..." I closed my eyes. "Because you're famous or whatever. She implied that I was using you."

"What?" Shane growled. I could tell his temper was rising. "She WHAT? You're not. I mean you're not. I...She...I wasn't aware Caitlyn could be such a...a...bitch!"

"Yeah my exact reaction." I sighed. "She said she didn't like how I wasn't spending much time with her but...it's not like I purposefully ignored her or something. I didn't think I was ignoring her at all but she started accusing me like there was no tomorrow."

"I always ruin friendships.." Shane mumbled, so low I doubt he thought I heard him. But seeing as I did, I whipped my head up and asked him to repeat. "What? I didn't say anything!"

"You said you always friendships. " I insisted, knowing what I'd heard. He shook his head. "I'm not stupid, Shane. What do you mean?"

"No. I don't want to make this about me..." His eyes caught mine. "I'm done with things being all about me."

"But you're involved in this!" I stood up, thrusting my hands upward. "I hate to say it but you are! Caitlyn got mad because of...well us. And not just you, US. So it isn't all about you. But this one little fact of it is, you mentioning the friendship thing, and I realise I just made absolutely no sense whatsoever."

"Okay. Well when Connect 3 first got big..." I was shocked at how Shane so quickly launched into his story without asking for an explanation of the jumbled mess I'd just uttered. Shane looked away from me, as he so often did when he began to speak. "Nate and Jason and I went back home to see our family and everything and ran into some old friends, Carrie and Lea. I wasn't a jerk just yet and so we all agreed to hang out. So we go out for pizza, and about now I should mention I had a crush on Lea."

I held a breath when he mentioned crushing on another girl. For some reason that I couldn't place, it made me a bit more attentive. Okay maybe I could place the reason...I was just a teeny bit jealous. Not a lot. Definitely not a lot. I snapped back from my thoughts and listened to Shane.

"Pepperoni... The normal. And Carrie pulled me aside to talk, I thought maybe she just wanted to spend some time together alone since she hadn't seen my in a while or something. As you, being a girl, can probably tell that wasn't what she wanted..." Shane paused and ran a hand through his dark straightened hair. "She admitted to this crush or whatever on me. Awkward enough, I had to explain to her that I liked her best friend. Needless to say... There was a fight. Over me! I don't get why anyone would fight over me... But I broke them apart as friends. And now it's the same but..different."

"Shane! That was one time." I then realised I'd been standing up during his whole story and slowly sat down next to him, accidentally bumping his knee. This motion caused him to look up at me. "You're beating yourself up over one time?"

"It just stuck in my memory. And it's like a repeat now..." Shane sighed, looking away again. "Maybe you should just stop hanging out with me for a while."

"That's ridiculous. I'm not going to just...defriend you because Caitlyn is jealous." I groaned audibly at the mess that Caitlyn had gotten me into. With both her and Shane. "I'll...Maybe... talk to Caitlyn about this soon. Once I'm not so upset with her and once she's most likely cooled off as well. I don't know how long that'll take though. I mean...what she said..."

"I'm mad about that too, Mitch." He sighed again. "But the only way to solve this is to each cool off and then figure out something, okay?"

I let out a slow hiss of a breath before nodding. Shane had good ideas most of the time and for now, I had to trust that this was one of those times.