Hi theree... yet again. Well, here's the next chapter and everything so....
Also, I don't own Camp Rock...
Caitlyn smiled and punched Nate in the arm. "Nate, I know you know the admirer, tell me!" Nate shook hishead. "NO!" They all were at a park.
He screamed as Caitlyn tickled him. "CAITLYN!" Mitchie kissed Shane. "Shane, I gotta go home. My parents are gone for the weekend." Shane looked up from his gameboy. "What?! LET'S GO!" He grabbed Mitchie's hand and ran.
Caitlyn giggled. "He's such a pervert." Nate laughed. "Yeah." Caitlyn pouted. "TELL ME!" Nate smirked. "Nope." Caitlyn tackled him. "TELL!" Nate tackled her and held her wrists to the ground and was hovering above her, inches away from her face.
There was silence for some minutes. "Nate?" Caitlyn whispered, biting her lip. Nate nodded. "Ye-yeah?" He stared at her pink, glossy lips.
"Are we gonna like," She paused. "Kiss or something?"
Nate blinked and held his breath. "Uh, do you want to?"
Caitlyn chuckled, her peppermint breath hitting Nate like a ton of bricks. "Do you?" Nate smirked.
"Well, I asked you first." Caitlyn rolled her eyes.
"But second is the best." Nate sighed and thought.
"Fine then." He leaned in closer and closer...
"Guys?" A clueless voice was heard.
They both looked over to see Jason. "Can you help me find the tools for my birdhouse?" Nate sighed. "Okay, Jase."
Caitlyn got up. "I gotta go." Caitlyn ran off.
"Jason, you're weird." Jason scoffed. "At least I know how to wrestle right." Nate frowned. "Wrestle?" Jason nodded. "You were wrestling with Caity back there, 'member? You were doing it wrong." Nate frowned.
"Jase, I-we were-You just- Jase laughed. "Nate, it's okay, I'll teach you how to wrestle."
Haha, Jason time!
Revew please.