A/N: Look! Two days in a row! It's been a while since I had the time to do that. How many of you are as surprised as I am that I managed it? I've got a pretty set plan for the next several chapters. So hopefully I can get them typed up and posted regularly. And this is probably going to be a little longer then I planned. I had some new ideas.

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or places you recognize from Camp Rock. Their characters may be tweaked a bit, but hopefully not too much. I don't own any songs used during any chapters throughout this fic. The title and artist will be listed at the end of any chapter including a song.

Shane was surprised when he saw Nate coming in to the cabin not long after he'd arrived.

"What are you doing back so early?" he asked.

"Mitchie's at the nurse and I didn't want to hang with Jason and Caitlyn," Nate shrugged. "They're all lovey-dovey all of a sudden."

"What's she doing at the nurse?" he asked automatically. He regretted it instantly, but it was too late to take it back now.

"I was giving her a piggy back ride and I tripped over Jason and Caitlyn. I still don't know what they were doing laying in the middle of the path, they just laughed when I asked them," he shook his head. "Anyway, she got cut on something and she was bleeding. So she snapped at me and stormed off to the nurse. Not really sure what happened there either. We were fine one minute then a little cut and bam!"

"She doesn't like blood. She wouldn't be happy if you made her bleed."

"Oh?" Nate raised an eyebrow. "How do you know that?"

Shane rolled his eyes. "I was friends with her at one point you know."

"You admit to it now?" Nate asked feigning shock.

"Shove it," Shane muttered, getting up and heading to the door.

"Where you going?"

"For a walk."

"Uh huh. Sure."

Shane didn't answer, he just left. Part of him, a small part of him, had an urge to go to the nurse and check on Mitchie so he headed that way. He knew how much she hated blood, especially when it was her own. He was actually surprised Nate hadn't gone with her. Who the heck lets her take off in the middle of the night by herself? The other part of him was screaming at him to head away from the nurse's cabin. He ignored that part though and climbed the steps and, with a quick knock, pushed the door open.

"Oh Shane! What can I do for you this evening?" the nurse, Miss Hall, asked as soon as the door shut behind him. He noticed it was only him and Mitchie in there with her and suddenly realized he didn't want to be there. He had to get out quick.

"Just got a bit of a head ache," he smiled lightly. "Was hoping I could get some medicine."

"Absolutely," she smiled back brightly. "You just sit here and I'll be back in a minute," she said gesturing to the chair next to Mitchie. Great. "And you," she turned to Mitchie, "just keep that cloth on there until I get back."

Mitchie nodded and Miss Hall left the room.

"So what happened to you?" Shane found himself asking. She looked up startled but answered.

"Nate and me tripped and I cut my arm."

Shane noticed she didn't mention the piggy back ride.

"Bleeding?" he asked as if he didn't know.

She nodded grimly.

"Yeah. Nate didn't even have a scratch. It's absolutely not fair."

Shane couldn't help but chuckle a bit at her answer.

"Just shove him in the lake tomorrow and justice will be served," he grinned lightly. "He'll hate that as much as you hate blood."

Mitchie laughed. "I couldn't do that!"

"I'll do it then. It'll be my pleasure," he grinned bigger, thinking of the chance to shove Nate off the dock.

"Alright, here you go Shane. These are the night time ones so they'll help you sleep through the headache too."

"Thanks Miss Hall," he reached out to take them with a grateful smile, having no real intention of taking medicine he didn't need. "I'll just take them when I get back to the cabin then."

Miss Hall frowned but nodded. "Just don't loose them."

"I won't. Goodnight Miss Hall," he smiled, muttered a brief, "Mitchie," and was on his way again, breathing a sigh of relief once away from the cabin.

Had he just been nice to Mitchie? Did he just joke with her? And did he offer to get justice for her blood? What the heck just happened to him in there? Apparently being around Mitchie wasn't a good idea if he was going to just start forgiving her and being nice for no reason. Of course, he did think it was nice to make her smile again, and laugh.

What the heck just happened? Was Shane being nice to me again? This was too much. This day was too much. First he compliments me, and then he's talking to Alicia, now he's joking with me again. And tomorrow, she knew, he'd probably be back to ignoring her. She needed to talk to someone about this. Once she was all cleaned up she headed to Shane's cabin, hoping he'd have taken his medicine and was in bed already. She knocked softly on the door.

"Hey, whats up?" Nate, clad in a tank top and pajama pants answered the door. "You alright?"

"Fine," she nodded. "I'm here for two things. One, I'm sorry I snapped at you. I really just hate blood," she explained.

"It's alright, Shane told me that already."

"Shane did? So he is here then," she lowered her voice, thinking he was sleeping.

"No," Nate shook his head. "He was here when I got back, but he left."

"Oh," Mitchie said surprised. "I thought he'd be in bed."

"Why would you think that? It's still pretty early."

"Well he said he had a headache."

"Wait, what?" Nate asked confused.

"He came to the nurse's while I was with Miss Hall and asked for medicine for a head ache. And she gave him some for night time to help him sleep. And why are you smirking like that?" she asked as a smirk crept up his face.

"No reason," Nate shook his head, smirk firmly in place.

"What aren't you telling me?" she accused.

"It's not important."

"Maybe I will take him up on his offer," Mitchie muttered to herself.

"What was that?" he asked leaning closer. "Who on what offer?"

"Nothing. Is Jason here? I needed to talk to him."

"No, I left him with Caitlyn back up the path. They're probably still laying there tripping everybody."

"Well, when he comes back can you tell him I need to talk to him? It's important. Have him text me or something."

"Sure thing Mitchie. You headed back to your cabin now?"

"No," she shook her head. "I think I'm going to see if I can get my mom to make me some hot chocolate. With this cut she probably will."

"It's summer and you need hot chocolate?"

"It gets cold at night here," she defended. "Besides, my mom makes great hot chocolate."

Nate shook his head and laughed. "Good night Mitchie."

"Night Nate! See you in the morning."

Nearly having tripped three other sets of people Jason and Caitlyn finally decided to get off the ground.

"Let's go to the docks," Caitlyn suggested, not ready to go back to her cabin and leave Jason yet. Jason nodded and, grabbing her hand, they headed to the docks in a comfortable silence.

"Jason?" Caitlyn spoke up once they were settled near the water. "Earlier you said months from now when you looked back at our relationship. Does that mean you want our relationship to last months?"

"Much more then months," he nodded happily.

Caitlyn smiled. "You're really something you know Jason."

"Thanks!" he said proudly.

She chuckled. "I'm really glad Mitchie gave you a chance that day."

"Me too," he said seriously. "You made me want to run and hide."

Caitlyn laughed. She probably was a little mean, but she was just looking out for Mitchie.

"I was just looking out for her!" she defended. "I'm glad neither of you listened to me though."

"Why?"

"Because then she wouldn't have become your friend. And you wouldn't be here. And I wouldn't have gotten to know you. And I never would have liked you like I do."

"And how do you like me?" he raised an eyebrow, throwing her earlier questioning back at her.

"You have no idea," she sighed happily.

"I've got time to hear your ideas," he grinned, putting his arm around her and pulling her closer to his side.

Caitlyn went on to tell him all the things she liked about him. His overly friendly personality, his innocent outlook on life, his dedication to his music and friends both, the way he clearly thought highly of his family. She basically pointed out every good thing she'd notice about Jason from the moment she met him.

Jason was grinning like a fool when she finished. He turned her to face him, looking down in to her eyes.

"You're incredible Caitlyn," he whispered. She flushed lightly. He pulled her gently closer, his hair brushing her forehead lightly as he leaned down towards her. With a smile she tilted her head back and reached up on her tiptoes, meeting him halfway in a soft kiss. It was a sweet kiss, gentle and innocent, but it was better then anything Caitlyn ever could have expected. They pulled back and smiled at each other before leaning back in for a deeper kiss.

Nate was off in his own humorous little world after Mitchie left his cabin. He knew Shane would've gone to the nurse's. And he knew he didn't have a head ache. Try as he might, Shane wasn't fooling him. He was coming back around to Mitchie faster then he wanted. He wondered what Mitchie had to talk to Jason about. Probably something to do with Shane he knew. He wondered why he wasn't good enough to talk to but brushed the thought aside quickly. Jason was her confidant, Jason befriended her when no one else, himself included, would. He didn't understand though why she wouldn't go to Caitlyn. Caitlyn stuck by her all this time and even before Shane was a jerk to her. Nate stopped his thoughts when the door opened. He looked up to see Shane and smirked.

"How you feeling?" he asked.

"Fine," Shane said slowly.

"Oh, so the headache went away? That's good," Nate nodded.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Shane said stiffly.

"Your head ache. You know, the one you had to go to the nurse for? The one she gave you medicine for that would help you sleep?"

"Where would you get an idea like that?" Shane scoffed.

"Mitchie stopped by," Nate said innocently.

"Oh."

"She was under the impression you'd be in bed with a head ache. Said you stopped by to get some medicine from Miss Hall. And then she said… hey, did you offer her something?"

"Oh yeah," he scoffed. "Because I offer her stuff all the time. If she told you that she's crazy."

"No, not really. But she said maybe she'd take him up on his offer and I didn't know what she was talking about. I asked her what she meant but she wouldn't tell me. Probably because I wouldn't tell her why I was smirking at her."

"Ahh," Shane said like he suddenly understood. "I did offer her something. I hope she does take me up on it. It'll be great."

Nate was sure he didn't like the grin splitting across Shane's face. Before he could ask though a whistling Jason was walking through the door.

"Hey guys!" he grinned. "How you doing?"

"What's got you in such a good mood?" Shane asked.

"Just had a good time with Caitlyn is all."

"At least you finally left the path. Be honest, did you trip anyone else? Or were me and Mitchie the only ones?"

"We almost got a few, but you're the only ones that went down," Jason laughed. Shane joined in with him.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Laugh it up," Nate muttered. "I'm going to bed. Oh, Mitchie stopped by looking for you Jase. She needed to talk about something," he shot a quick look to Shane. "She wanted to know if you could text her or whatever."

"Thanks Nate."

A/N: I was going to put them talking in this chapter, but I'm pretty sure it'll turn out a lot longer then I think it will so I thought I'd stop here.