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Though I know we'd all like to(:

Okay so I know I didn't update for a long time and I'm really sorry. No I haven't been busy but I really just didn't have any inspiration for the next chapter.

IMPORTANT: There won't be an update from the 8th (This Friday) until the 19th due to the fact I will be in Florida with one of my friends. But I promise to have one up by the time I'll get back. I'll also try to work on it while there. Thanks(:

Tess tapped her foot impatiently to the silent beat that played over and over in her mind. What had been taking him so long to return with the news? she didn't send him out there to actually flirt with her. she wanted the job done, if it was going to take this long she simply would have gone out and done it herself. But the fact was, he was late and she needed to know why. Breaking out of her trance she set out the door to find him.

It wasn't particularly that hard to find them. She had just looked around the corner and there they were. But something about their appearance seemed... Awkward.

They were oddly... Utterly and completely silent. What kept her back long enough was to actually witness the fight that had stirred up amongst the three.

"What exactly do you remember?" Shane circled the two, receiving odd looks from both Nate and Mitchie.

"Why do you care? It's not like you cared about half the other things I've ever told you." Mitchie stepped up defiantly and challenged his statement.

Shane stifled a laugh of disbelief. Had she not been paying attention to anything he had told her the past week? "Your kidding."

"No not exactly." She pulled Nate up by her side and put her hand in his.

"The only thing I've done is listen to how you feel! This whole time I've been here that's all I've done!"

Mitchie scoffed and gave him a sympathetic look, "I'm sorry but maybe you mistook that for me! All you've done is talk about how much you supposedly "love" me when I only met you last week!"

Nate immediately looked to Shane with worry. He couldn't actually be that mad that he'd tell her the truth. Wow that made no sense. But maybe in this case there was a slight chance it did.

"Last week?! Are you kidding? Try two years!"

Tess' eyes widened in alert as she ran over to where the fight had unfolded.

"Nate what is he talking about?" Mitchie tugged on Nate's hand and he looked to Shane in disbelief.

"Uh Shane!" Tess smiled broadly and placed her hands on Shane's shoulder and he gave her a weak smile back.

"Finally someone who understands me."

At this statement it was finally Nate's turn to speak, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Shane looked to Mitchie one last time and she gave him a look that was a mixture of shock and confusion. "I don't know. Why don't you ask your new girlfriend."

Nate looked to Shane a bit curiously. Obviously angry with the attitude he had taken up and they way he had gone about the situation.

"Lets go Tess." Shane looked disgustedly to the both of them and began walking.

"Thanks Nate. You helped me out a lot." Tess smiled innocently at the both of them then pushed her way past Mitchie.

Silence was luminescent amongst the pair as Mitchie began to walk. "Where you going?" Nate quietly asked, walking to catch up with her.

"I'm sorry you had to see that." Mitchie whispered and laid her head on Nate's shoulder,

Looking down at her he awkwardly patted her head, "Don't worry about it."

"But... I have no idea what he was even talking about. Two years?" Mitchie pulled away and sighed.

"Uh he's crazy. Don't listen to him." Nate flashed a toothy grin and she gave a weak smile.

She didn't expect Nate to know Shane. Of all people. But still, two years? How was that even possible?

--

"So I see your friend Nate's getting involved with Mitchie, huh?" Tess walked alongside Shane patiently. They had been wrapped in uncomfortable silence since they had left the argument.

Still no answer from Shane was heard. He walked quietly, looking straight ahead of him the whole time. Sighing it seemed as if he was merely just trying to find the words to say. "I don't know why he's doing this... He knows how much I cared about her."

Tess couldn't help but feel, for once in her life, guilty at this statement. She had been the one who concocted this plan, but then again Nate didn't have to go along with it. "It just seems so weird... You know?"

Shane nodded with another deep breath and set his gaze downward. It seemed somewhat nice talking to Tess. Which was something he never thought would cross his mind.

"Thanks." Shane smiled at Tess and patted her back.

"What am I your football buddy? Give me a hug." Tess grinned jokingly and shoved his shoulder.

Shane gave her a hug as told. But it was more of a friends thing, he really didn't think she should expect it to be anymore than that. "I owe you one." Shane pulled away and ginned once more before proceeding in heading back to his cabin.

Shane slowly made his way back. He wasn't exactly looking forward to confronting his uncle. Especially this early in their argument. But he knew he had to talk to him, it really wasn't like him to listen to their manager, or the press for that matter. But then again it was his parents wishes too, so that was more than likely the only reason he kept the letter hidden.

Taking a slow, deep breath Shane turned the silver knob. Cautiously sticking his head in through the door, Brown was nowhere to be seen. Taking light steps he made it past the kitchen and to his room.

Was he out of his mind or what? There was no reason for him to be chasing after a girl who obviously wanted nothing to do with him. But then there was always a slight bit of hope, that maybe one day she'd begin to remember everything. Every now and then he seriously considered moving on, and when it seemed like he had finally done it, she came back into his mind. Nevertheless it was important and understandable that he too forget everything from two years ago up until today. And that was exactly what he planned on doing.

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Connie Torres looked around the small room once more. Silence. That was the only thing to be heard throughout the cabin. Mitchie had come home and sluggishly laid on her bed, defeated. As if something was bugging her but she herself didn't know exactly what it was.

"You wanna tell me what's on your mind?" Connie attempted to at least get a few syllables out of the young girl as she turned on her bed to face her.

Mitchie shook her head forcing the slightest bit of a poor smile, "Nothing."

Sighing Connie looked to her daughter and grabbed her hand. "Look, I know I haven' exactly been the best mom. I just... I don't know where my heads at lately. I mean, telling you that you can't see Shane just because of some ridiculous orders the doctors gave me-"

"It's not you." Mitchie sat up and gave her mom a warm smile. "And you've been a great mom, I should've listened to you from the beginning. You were right about Shane."

"What exactly do you mean by that?" Connie took her hand from Mitchie's and sat next to her.

Turning to face her mom Mitchie gave a light frown, "He's just... Not the kind of guy I want to hang out with. You know?"

Connie slowly shook her head as she stared at Mitchie, "Not exactly."

Mitchie suppressed a chuckle and continued. "He... He just doesn't make any sense. He acts like he's known me for the longest time. Today he even said two years. It was just really aw-"

"He said that to you?" Connie rose from the bed and placed her hands on her forehead.

"Uh yeah," Mitchie rose from the bed with uncertainty. "It's no big deal, it was a lie... Right?"

"Of course!" Connie replied all to quickly which furthered Mitchie's suspicion. "See, I knew he wasn't the kind of guy you needed to hang out with." Connie half smiled, hoping that she had bought into it.

"Yeah." Mitchie looked carefully around the room. "You were right."

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Nate paced up and down the path alongside the lake. He honestly had no idea how much longer he could keep this up. If he did he would eventually have to tell Mitchie that he was lying... And that he had listened to Tess. Which was something he never intended on doing before the situation arose.

Of course, Shane would maybe tell her later on. But the one thing that puzzled him was: Did Shane know that he was the one Mitchie was looking for? Obviously he didn't or more than likely he would have stepped up and told her. Then again maybe he just wanted to get over her. Start over. Forget about everything that had happened.

Sighing Nate came to a stop and looked straight ahead. All he wanted was for Tess to simply talk to Caitlyn for him. She probably hadn't even done that.

Deciding to head back he felt a warm hand cupped over his mouth as he was tugged backwards. A green bandanna with music notes covered his eyes and he had no choice but to follow quietly.

It seemed like forever before he finally heard a door slam and was pushed onto what felt like a couch.

"What is your problem?" The voice demanded as Nate struggled to free his hands.

"My problem?! Your the one who dragged me over-" Stopping his sentence short he played the voice over in his mind. "Caitlyn?"

"What?" She snapped tapping her foot violently on the wooden floor.

"If you untie me and uncover my eyes I promise not to run away." Nate grinned slightly. Partially because of relief that it had been one of his friends. Mostly because it was Caitlyn.

Untying his hands he was able to get the bandanna off from over his yes. "Now tell me, was that really necessary?" Nate pushed standing up off the couch.

"Shut up." Caitlyn shoved him back down with a displeased frown. "I knew you wouldn't come here with me if I didn't."

"Oh you'd be surprised." Nate grinned once more before patting the seat next to him.

"Good try."

Nate suppressed a chuckle and gazed downward. "What was it you needed?"

"Pretending to be Shane huh?"

Nate looked to the side once more, refusing to look in her direction.

"Why Nate? You know what's going on and you totally just screwed both of them over!"

"Look, it was never my intention to 'Screw over Shane and Mitchie'. I didn't expect her to like me, or Shane, that much." Nate defended standing his ground once more.

"Oh bull. You knew exactly what you were getting yourself into and you still listened to Tess, of all people." Placing her hands firmly on her hips she gave him an icy glare.

"Look, you wouldn't understand." Nate began making his way to the door.

"Try me." Caitlyn challenged as he came to a stop.

"Just let it go Cat."

"So your willing to hurt Mitchie for nothing? Or for what?"

Nate turned back to face her, "You think I wanted this to happen?! Just because I make one mistake I automatically want to hurt all of my friends?"

Caitlyn stood quietly and looked to the small closet. Sighing she looked from Nate to the closet several times as he stood waiting for an answer. Finally she opened her mouth to speak.

"I think you can come out now Mitchie."

A/N: Ahh it was gay. I didn't like it. But I felt really bad for not updating as quickly as I usually do. Please review anyway(: