Hi everyone,
As I promised you I'm updating today so here is chapter 5. Unfortunately I'll take another break for the rest of the week.
So I'll update Sunday or Monday.
Enjoy this chapter and review.
"What are you doing hiding in the bushes?"
Chapter 5:
Shane turned around really slowly and found Jason looking at him. He was screwed; he knew it by the expression on Jason's face. Jason knew exactly what he was doing there, he wasn't stupid contrary to what people might think, but it didn't keep Shane from trying to hide the truth.
"Nothing." He told Jason and tried to go back to his cabin.
"Not so fast." Jason told him putting his arm on Shane's way to stop him. "You were eavesdropping on Mitchie and Caitlyn." Jason stated and Shane looked down. "Why?" Jason asked incredulous. He knew Shane's answer though, and he was happy about it. Shane knew he has met Mitchie before and he was trying to remember where and when.
"Because I know her, I'm sure of it!" He said and then noticed something in what Jason had just told him. "Wait! You called her Mitchie. Do you know her too?" He asked Jason hopefully.
All of a sudden Jason felt uneasy. What was he supposed to do now? Should he tell him everything or tell him he had to search harder into his past? "Yes I know her. We all know her in fact, but you used to be closer to her than Nate and I were." He told Shane. It was all he could tell him. He agreed with Mitchie and Nate, he had to remember about that summer on his own.
"Where have we met her?" He asked Jason urgently. He had to know; not remembering was driving him insane.
"I can't tell you, bro." Jason apologized, and Shane became even more frustrated. "Nate and Mitchie want you to remember on your own, I can't help you. I'm pretty sure I told you too much already." Jason explained and went back to the cabin he was sharing with Nate.
Once Jason was away in the distance, Shane turned back to the girls' cabin hoping to hear more, but they had gone inside and all the lights were out.
He passed the rest of the week digging his memory in search of where he could have met Mitchie, but so far he had had no luck. He had also tried to stay as far away from Mitchie as possible, afraid he might snap at her due to his frustration.
The day before the campers were supposed to arrive he had begged Jason to tell him, knowing he would have no chance with the others." No I can't!" Jason had yelled, scaring away the birds he had been observing.
Mess Hall the next day:
"Are you one hundred percent sure he doesn't remember you?" Connie Torres asked her daughter.
"Oh believe me Mrs. Torres, he doesn't remember at all." Caitlyn told her before Mitchie could even open her mouth.
The campers had arrived in the afternoon and Caitlyn and Mitchie were helping in the kitchen.
Mrs. Torres saw that Shane was a touchy subject for her daughter, so she tried to change the conversation topic. "So Mitchie, will you perform tonight?" She asked.
"Mom, I'm not a camper anymore, why would I perform? I have nothing to prove." Mitchie pointed out.
"Come on Mitch, the guys are performing too." Caitlyn pushed her. Even if Mitchie didn't want to help Shane remember, she wanted to see them together again. She wanted to provoke destiny. She was sure that if Shane heard the first notes of "this is me", he'd remember.
"Fine, I'll do it. But, I'll do a new song." Mitchie bend, but it made Caitlyn a little mad. If Mitchie continued to be so stubborn, Shane would probably go back to LA without knowing when and where he had met Mitchie.
She wouldn't let her do this, she was her best friend and she would make her sing this song, no matter what. "I have to go talk with the guys." She said out of the blue and ran to Nate and Jason's cabin.
Nate and Jason's cabin:
Nate, Jason, Dee and Brown were sitting on the couch while Caitlyn was passing the living room, explaining her plan one more time. "Does everyone understand the plan?" She asked once she was done.
"Mitchie won't be happy with this but, I get it." Nate told Caitlyn. It was going against his principles but he would do anything for her.
The three others just nodded. After a short moment they all got out and went to the mess hall for opening jam.
Mess Hall:
Much to Mitchie's dismay, Brown had put her first. She gave Caitlyn the mix she had made that week and grabbed a mike.
Sometimes you think you'll be fine by yourself
Cause a dream is a wish that you make all alone
It's easy to feel like you don't need help
But it's harder to walk on your own.
You'll change inside
When you realize
The world comes to life
And everything's bright
From beginning to end
When you have a friend
By your side
That helps you to find
The beauty you are
When you open your heart and
Believe in
The gift of a friend
The gift of a friend
Someone who knows when you're lost and you're scared
There through the highs and the lows
Someone to count on, someone who cares
Beside you where ever you go.
You'll change inside
When you realize
The world comes to life
And everything's bright
From beginning to end
When you have a friend
By your side
That helps you to find
The beauty you are
When you open your heart and
Believe in
The gift of a friend
And when your hope crashes down
Shattering to the ground
You, you feel all alone
When you don't know which way to go
And there's no signs leading you home
You're not alone
The world comes to life
And everything's bright
From beginning to end
When you have a friend
By your side
That helps you to find
The beauty you are
When you open your heart and
Believe in
When you believe in
When you believe in the gift of a friend
Mmmm...
The campers erupted in applause, and Mitchie looked back at Caitlyn who had tears in her eyes. Caitlyn felt terribly guilty about what she was about to do, but there was no going back.
Just then Jason entered the mess hall pushing Shane forward, and Caitlyn pressed the button of her laptop.
Mitchie recognized the song immediately and saw every camper looking at her, she saw Shane standing there too. She turned to get out but Nate, Jason, Dee and Brown were blocking the exits.
She had no other choice: she had to sing.