A/N: Hello again! A new chapter, as promised!

YAY! Over a hundred reviews!! You guys ROCK! :D I absolutely love you!

Also thankyou so much to the person who nominated this story for the camp rock awards! I was like O M G! :D I don't know who did it, but whoever it was, virtual cupcakes to you!! :D

Hope you enjoy this chappie cause I had heaps of fun writing it! Even though it took me a while to figure out what would happen.. But still! LOL :)

My imagination was running over time today, so now i have all these crazy ideas for the next chapter haha!! Beware! :)

But enough about me! Lets get on with the story! I promise, it's a LOT more interesting!! :D

Disclaimer: I STILL don't own anything! How terribly depressing, I know, but you get used to it. :D

Chapter 6

Revenge Is Sweet

Tess slunk back into the shadows. She squatted behind a tree, breathing deeply.

I can't believe what I just saw. Shane and.. Mitchie?

The thought was sickening. But she had seen it with her own eyes. He had kissed her. Her.

She was furious.

I'm supposed to be the one that Shane falls in love with!

She kicked the tree trunk angrily. A dull thud resounded in the air.

What does he see in Mitchie? I mean, sure, she can sing, but she's not even pretty! She has nothing on me.

Tess peeked out from her hiding spot and saw Shane looking around in confusion.

He had heard her.

She froze for a second, not daring to move.

Please don't look this way, she prayed silently.

He would spot her instantly if he did- the hot pink top she was wearing stood out shockingly against the green of the forest.

And she didn't want to be seen yet; the time wasn't quite right.

An idea was forming in her mind.

It was clever, very clever.

The very thought of it made her heart race with adrenaline.

As Tess slowly retreated back through the screen of trees, she took a deep breath to calm herself down.

Okay. Minor setback. I didn't expect to catch Shane kissing Mitchie, but at least I found them, right? This was just the beginning of it all, and soon, the fun would begin.

She smiled wickedly and twirled her blonde hair through her fingers.

Mitchie was going to pay.

And boy, was revenge going to be sweet.

Caitlyn sat on the forest floor, tapping her finger's impatiently. Connie was bent over her, carefully examining her ankle, while Peggy and Ella stood on either side, watching with concern.

"Connie, it's fine, seriously," Caitlyn said irately. "Can't we just keep going?"

Connie sighed at the girl's obvious impatience.

"Caitlyn, your ankle's getting worse. If you keep going like you have been for the past hour, you're going to do it some serious damage."

Peggy spoke up.

"We can take her back to camp, Mrs. Torres. She can rest for a bit, and then we can come back and keep searching."

Caitlyn shook her head stubbornly.

"No way. I'm not going back to camp until we find Mitchie and Shane."

"Caitlyn," Connie said warningly. "Don't be ridiculous. That's-" She paused suddenly at the sound of footsteps approaching.

Who could that be?

Brown emerged through the tree's, and smiled when he saw the little group.

"Ello Connie! Girls," He nodded in greeting. "I thought I heard voices. Listen, I believe we might have found Mitchie and my nephew."

"What?" Caitlyn gasped. "Really? You found them?"

Brown shook his head.

"Not yet, love. But Tess Tyler has just told me that she thought she heard voices calling for help over on the far side of the forest."

"Oh my," Connie whispered, after a moment of stunned silence. Her eyes shone hopefully.

Could it be?

Ella spoke up.

"If they were calling for help, that means they're OK, right?"

Peggy glanced sideways at her friend and raised her eyebrows.

"Ella, honestly! The idea's you come up with are ridiculous. If they're calling for help, they're obviously not OK."

Ella blushed.

"No, I meant, that they mustn't be seriously hurt, or anything, if they can call out." She turned to Brown for confirmation.

"Right?"

"That's right, my dear. Very insightful of you."

Ella smiled, failing to notice the blatant sarcasm. Brown had clearly got his sense of humour back.

Caitlyn sighed, feeling as though a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

Her friends had been found!

However, there was one thing that was still bugging her.

"Brown?" She asked hesitantly. "If Tess heard voices shouting for help, why didn't she go to help them? Why did she come to you?"

He frowned thoughtfully, as though realizing this for the first time.

"I don't know, love. You'll have to ask Tess."

He suddenly spied Caitlyn's ankle, which had swollen dramatically since morning.

"Let's go," Caitlyn said quickly, before he could say anything about it. She had had enough sympathy to last her a lifetime.

Ella gave her a hand up, and they began walking in the direction that Brown had pointed. For some reason, nervous butterflies flurried in their stomach's.

"Shane and Mitchie, here we come," Peggy said quietly, as they disappeared further into the forest's depths.

Ella giggled uncertainly, and Caitlyn managed a weak smile, despite the pain her ankle was causing her.

Connie stopped and turned around. "Aren't you coming?" she called to Brown. He was just vanishing into the tree's on their left.

He paused and glanced over his shoulder.

"I'll be there in a minute. Got to tell the other groups to stop searching, haven't I? They'd probably be out here all day otherwise! Seem's a bit pointless, searching for something that's already been found, doesn't it?"

Connie nodded, and turned to follow the three girls.

She prayed that he was right.

The limo drew up smoothly. Two boys leapt out and hurried towards the cabin where they knew Dee would be waiting.

She met Jason and Nate at the door.

"The other's are all out in the forest, searching for Shane and Mitchie."

Her voice lacked lustre; there was none of the vibrancy that was usually present.

"OK, thanks Dee," Nate said, glancing in the direction she had pointed. A sense of fear washed over him. He grabbed Jason's arm and tugged him across the grass towards the forest.

"Hey, Nate! Let go! That hurts," Jason cried out, his eyes widening in pain. Nate released his grip, mumbled an apology and quickened his pace. Jason rubbed his arm, and hurried to catch up, frolicking along beside Nate.

Dee watched them go sadly. She wanted to be out there too, to help look for Shane and Mitchie. But Brown had told her to stay here, in case they came back.

She sighed.

Probably sensible, she thought reluctantly, as she returned inside the cabin to wait.

Shane was still uneasy. He was positive that someone had been there earlier, and had seen him kiss Mitchie.

But if that was true, why didn't that person help us?

His thoughts were in disarray.

It just didn't make sense.

A violent cough escaped Mitchie's lips, and Shane scanned her face quickly, hoping to see some sign that she was regaining consciousness.

Nothing.

Her breathing was just as laboured as earlier, and her face was devoid of all colour.

Shane reached out a hand and gently caressed her forehead.

Suddenly a yell pierced the air.

Someone was in trouble.

Shane leapt up, grudgingly releasing the tight hold he had on Mitchie's hand. He looked wretchedly at the feeble figure before him, reluctant to leave her alone for even a minute.

The voice sounded again, and he forced his eyes away from Mitchie, hurrying off in the direction of the noise.

Were they about to be rescued?

He doubted it.

By the sound of things, the person he had just heard was the one who needed rescuing.

A figure loomed ahead of him.

How ironic was that?

Tess could just make out Shane in the distance.

Perfect, she thought happily. Let the games begin!

As he steadily drew closer to her, she put her acting skills to good use.

She let out a restless moan and let her body fall to the ground.

Tess writhed and squirmed, shrieking in discomfort. The footsteps quickened. She felt a hand clasp her arm, and shake her violently.

"Hey! What's wrong?" Shane asked, bending over her. "Are you OK?"

Tess melted under his intense gaze.

"I don't feel so good," she said quietly.

He nodded.

"You don't look very good either."

Her eyes met his, and she pretended to recognize him for the first time.

"Oh, Shane! Is that you? Thank God! I've been looking everywhere for you."

"Yeah," he said, smiling weakly. "You're Tess, aren't you? TJ Tyler's daughter?"

She nodded, but stiffened suddenly, letting out another slow moan.

"What's wrong?" Shane asked quickly.

"I've been sick," Tess said unhappily. "But I wanted to help search for you, so I came out anyway. Everyone told me not to, but I insisted."

"There's more people searching for us?" Shane said sharply.

"Well, for you, yes," Tess replied with a twisted smile.

It was technically true. People were still searching, they were just all on the other side of the forest. She had felt a twinge of guilt about lying to Brown about Shane and Mitchie's whereabouts, but it was the only way her plan would work. She couldn't have the other campers finding them first and ruining it for her.

"Tess!"

Shane was shaking her.

"Tess!"

She gazed into his eyes.

"I don't think I have the strength to go for help," she whispered dramatically. "I've been feeling sick all night, but all this searching has made it worse. I'm sorry," she sighed feebly. "I guess we'll just have to wait for rescue. It could be hours, or days even, and I don't know if I'll make it through the night."

Shane looked at the girl suspiciously. She didn't look that bad to him. Certainly nowhere near as sick as Mitchie was.

"Where are the searchers? Can't we just yell for help?" He asked her hopefully.

He really did not want to go off and leave Mitchie alone.

Who knows what could happen?

Tess was slowly shaking her head.

"No, they wouldn't hear us, this forest is a lot bigger than you think. But I'm sure if you just walked a bit, you'd come across them pretty quickly."

It was Shane's turn to shake his head.

"No. I can't leave Mitchie," he said firmly.

"I'll look after her," Tess told him. "She'll be fine with me."

Shane hesitated. There was something about Tess that he didn't trust.

Tess saw the uncertainty in his eyes. She clutched her stomach tightly, shrieking in pain.

"Ow! It hurts!"

Shane sighed and reluctantly stood up.

"OK, OK, I'll go. Promise you'll look after Mitchie for me?" He asked her seriously.

Tess nodded, and batted her eyelashes.

"Promise," she replied innocently, watching the back of the retreating figure until he vanished into the tree's.

Oh, I'll do more than look after her, she thought to herself with a malicious smile.

Her eyes darkened.

You can bet on that Shane Gray.

A/N: Dun dun dun!

Ooo, what will happen next??

Find out soon!

A review would make my day, no, make my year, in fact! Pretty please?? :D

I would love to know what you thought of this chapter, and any idea's on what you think will happen next? Or what you'd like to happen, like what you think Tess should do to Mitchie?


She is such an evil cow! Tess, obviously, not Mitchie. :D Don't you agree??

Well I best be off, but THANKYOU SO MUCH FOR READING! :D

Hugs,

Kacee