"We're you talking to Caitlyn again?" Shane asked Nate as soon as he emerged from the closed off space where he made the fifth phone call to Caitlyn this week.

"Yeah, as a matter of fact, I was." He told Shane.

"Good, did you ask her how Mitchie was??" Shane asked him hopelessly.

"Good god, Shane! Why won't you stop being such a chicken and just ask her already!" Nate said, growing aggravated that he talked about her every second of the day. Although Shane asking out Mitchie would jeopardize the entire plan Caitlyn had come up with, it didn't matter if he suggested that to Shane. Nate knew that he would never dare to ask her right now. And even if he did, Shane Grey wasn't the person that did something like asking out a girl over the phone. No, it would be in his own unique way, which didn't include a phone call.

"Psh, like you're the one to talk! You know you like Caitlyn, so stop pointer a finger at me and look at yourself as well!" Shane backfired. This was a brilliant distraction, since it was really true and Nate would stop nagging about him and Mitchie.

"Never mind" He mumbled as soon as those words left Shane's mouth. Nate got up from the couch he was vacating and took off to the front of the bus to talk things through with their manager, Tom.

--

"This is Mitchie speaking" Mitchie spoke into the phone, trying to hold back her laughter.

"Hi, uhm, Mitchie. Can I speak to Caitlyn please?" Nate asked nervously. He could hear Cait yelling 'give me my phone back!' in the background.

"Okay, but only because it's you, Nate!" Mitchie giggled and took the phone away from her ear. Nate could hear a bit of their conversation.

'It's your boyfriend!!' He could hear Mitchie tell her.

'He's not my boyfriend!'

'Whatever, that's why your blushing of course. 'Cuz he's not your boyfriend and all.'

'Just give me the phone'

'Fine'

He heard some rustling and the voice he's heard quite some time in the last few days.

"Hey Nate. Sorry 'bout Mitchie. Missing Shane is making her act very childish."

Nate laughed, "That's okay. I just wanted to tell you that it's all settled and the plane tickets are coming your way." On the other side of the line he heard something like a squeal.

"No way! That's awesome, I can't believe it actually all worked out. Thank you so much!!" Caitlyn said in amazement and excitement at the same time.

"you should thank yourself, you're the one who came up with all of it! But I gotta go, I'll send you an email with all of the details in it tonight after the concert." He said when he looked at his watch to see it was time for their sound check.

"Okay, good luck tonight and have fun! Bye!"

"Thank you Cait! Bye!" And then they both hung up.

--

"You were soooo flirting with him!" Mitchie said as soon as she hung up her phone and placed it on the bedside table beside her.

"I was not!" Caitlyn replied while blushing.

"You totally were. But anyway, that's not the point. The point is, what were you two talking about?" Mitchie asked as curious as she was. She grabbed a pillow from beside her and held it against her chest while sitting cross-legged.

"Oh that, uhm, that was nothing…" Caitlyn responded fiddling with her fingers and looking anywhere besides Mitchie.

"Yeah sure, you can't fool me, Cait! I want the truth!" Mitchie demanded in mock seriousness.

"Mitchie, I seriously can't tell you right now. But I promise you I'll tell you tomorrow." Caitlyn explained.

Mitchie tried to pry the information she wanted to hear out of her by giving Caitlyn puppy-dog eyes.

"No, Mitchie! Not gonna work. I wish I could tell you but I really can't until tomorrow. Don't worry about it though. It'll make you – and also me – very, very happy." Caitlyn convinced her best friend.

"Besides, you know those puppy-dog eyes you just gave me only work on Shane!"

Just when all her thoughts were cleared from the name 'Shane' and anything that has to do with him, it all came back to her.

"Okay then, but please tell me as soon as possible! I'm gonna go home since I promised I'd help my mom with something. Bye." Mitchie said getting up from the bed she was sitting on. She hugged Caitlyn and went home.

--

"Hey honey, you're home early! I thought you were at Caitlyn's?" Connie asked when she saw her daughter enter the house through the kitchen door.

"Yeah, I was. But I thought you said you needed my help or something?" She said getting a bit confused.

"Oh that! That's already taken care of. Your father helped me. You can go back to Caitlyn if you want."

"No that's okay. I'll just go upstairs, play some tunes on my laptop or something."

Mitchie saw her mom nod in approval and sped up the stairs to her room.

Once she was there she had no idea what to do, so she just sat on her bed looking around in her room. That's when a picture of her and Nate, Jason and Shane caught her eye. She walked over to the bulletin board, took the picture off and sat back on her bed. She missed them all so much. They felt like the brothers she never had to her. And Mitchie knew they saw her as their sister as well, always being so protective of her. She felt sadness take over her and tears brimming in her eyes. Mitchie was taking this harder then she thought it would be.

She stood back up and placed the picture back on the board. Then she took another picture in her hands. The one she loved most of all. It was one of herself and Shane at Final Jam. They were looking at each other intently and their hands were clasped together, fingers intertwined. Smiled were plastered on their faces.

Without realizing, she was back on her bed, with tears streaming down her face. She felt stupid for crying over some guy who she wasn't dating. Who didn't even know how she felt about him. But she couldn't help it. The tears kept coming.

Mitchie grabbed a pen and a piece of paper. She lay down on her stomach on her bed and placed the beloved picture next to the - for now - empty paper. Grabbing the pen, she placed it on the piece of paper and let her emotions and feelings towards Shane take over.

Love of my life, my soulmate. You're my best friend.

--

Mitchie put her pen down again and looked at her work, being satisfied with it. When Mitchie was finished with those lyrics, she felt a little better. Not much, but it actually did work. She made a mental note to thank Caitlyn later for advising her to do this.

Caitlyn. Caitlyn gets on perfectly with Nate. They were great couple-material together. Mitchie thought, getting sad again by her own thoughts of couples. It made her think of what Caitlyn told her about Nate when Mitchie asked her about them getting together.

'We talked about it, but we just think it's not gonna work out since he's on tour almost all the time. I know he likes me and he knows I like him. That's all I need to know.'

At least Caitlyn knows where she stands. If they didn't even get together after talking about their feelings for each other, then what are the chances for me and Shane?? I don't even know if he feels the same about me! Mitchie felt herself get sadder and sadder by the second.

Her hand reached back to the pen and she turned the paper around, feeling a whole new inspiration for a song come up.

Just a drop in the ocean, a change in the weather.

What do you guys think? Like it, love it, hate it?? Please tell me! I'd love to have some constructive criticism. I know it's a bit short. But at least it's another chapter!

I think the last part shows how Mitchie feels. It might help you a bit in understanding her more. I'm gonna warn you, Mitchie's gonna be a bit of a cry-baby in this story. BUT! It's only because I'm planning quite a bit of drama to happen to her!

Oh, the songs are:
1. Who Am I To Say, by Hope
2. A Drop In The Ocean, by Ron Pope

Xox Debby