Okay, I'm getting mix signals here, and I don't know what to think. One review raves about how much they love my story and how they love that is so long, and the next is almost complaining. I can't figure out if the majority of you are enjoying this or not. And, I'm still going to write a sequel, but this isn't over yet. I'm just really confused and self conscious about this now. :(

So, Day 1 and there's already drama. No, no one is breaking up for good, or breaking up I think…

Chapter 27

After Dee welcomed us and explained the changes to those of us who'd been there before, Caitlyn and I made our way over to the cabins.

"This is going to be so weird." Caitlyn laughed. "I think I might be compelled to put two of the beds together."

"Yeah, sleeping at home was definitely different. It's going to suck not being able to sleep with the guys." I whined a little.

"I don't know." Caitlyn shrugged. "I think we all need a break. Especially me and Nate."

I wasn't expecting that and dropped the clothes I was unpacking. "What?"

"Aren't you getting a little sick of Shane? Honestly, after 2 months of nonstop togetherness. I love him, I do, but I just feel like we need the time apart."

"That's true." I said. I hadn't really thought about that. "I guess we could all use some space. I'm just not sick of him yet."

"You will be." Caitlyn said sagely. "I'd hate for you two to get to that point."

"Are you regretting going on tour?" I asked.

She shrugged and wouldn't look at me. "I don't know. I guess, don't hate me okay? I just, sometimes I get jealous of you and Shane." She admitted. "You have like the most insane relationship I've ever seen. You haven't even been together a year and he's like, dead set on marrying you. Nate and I aren't like that. I don't have the story book romance you do. I have the romance novel where we fight constantly and I'm too weak to call him on his bullshit."

I sighed. "That's not true, Cait. Shane and I have our problems." She looked at me skeptically. I sat on the bed next to her. "We do. Like… he scares me sometimes. With all of his future stuff. I have a hard time imagining the future after Justin. I want to believe everything he tells me and I love hearing him talk about how we're going to live in New York to be equidistant to everyone. But, I'm afraid it's all going to bottom out. He's going to realize he's taking this too fast and that he regrets it." I admitted.

"Really?" Caitlyn asked. "You guys seem so perfect."

I shook my head. "We're not. I freak out and he gets mad. I can't help it. I just don't know how to tell him certain things. And he's such a drama queen at times. But I love him. And that's the important part." I turned to her. "You and Nate have a lot of problems, too, but we don't see them. Name one problem you see between Shane and I, realistically and not because I've complained about it."

"Nothing." She shrugged.

"Exactly." I said. "I don't see any problems between you and Nate, but there are problems behind close doors that I know of."

"I think this is all because we had sex." Caitlyn said looking at her feet.

"Again?!" I cried.

"No!" She laughed. "No, only that one time. You and Shane have this amazing emotional connection. Nate and I have this amazing physical connection. It's like, he touches my hand and my whole body is on fire. I can never get enough of him when we kiss. I get antsy if I'm not touching him in someway or he's not near me. But, sometimes I feel like that's all it is."

"Oh Cait." I said wrapping arms around her in a hug. "I'm sure it's not."

"I don't know. When are you meeting Shane down at the dock?" She asked changing the subject.

I shrugged. "I just said later. He could be there now for all I know. I just want to spend some time with him before we can't."

"See what I mean, you're inseparable." I frowned though she was laughing, obviously kidding around. Maybe things were too perfect.

"Walk with me?" I asked getting up. She nodded and we left.

As we walked, I enjoyed the refreshing nature of it all. The cooler air was a nice contrast to the normally blazing summers. I loved it up here. I saw Shane sitting by the dock writing like he did the entire summer before. Nate was sitting with him making comments to what was being written every now and then.

"Working on a new song?" I asked, making our presence known. I saw Shane look up with a half smile and Nate smile widely at us. He got up to kiss Caitlyn's cheek while I sat next to Shane, kissing his. Nate nodded to Shane and pulled Caitlyn away, no one but me noticing the look on her face.

I wondered for a brief moment if she could see the way his eyes lit up when he saw her. There was definitely a spark in his eyes that only ever showed when Caitlyn was around. I sighed. "Do you think they have any idea what they're doing to each other?" I looked over at Shane, only to see him busy working on his new song.

"What?" He asked not even looking up. I sighed.

"Caitlyn thinks that her Nate are just physical. But she can't see the way his eyes light up when they see her. And he has no idea that she doesn't see how much he loves her. He's so… Nate like… that he can't tell."

"So? It's their relationship, let them handle it." He shrugged not even thinking about it.

"What's bothering you?" I asked running my hand through his hair.

"Nothing." He said moving away from me slightly.

"Are you sure? It seems like there is something bothering you since Caitlyn and I were talking in the bathroom."

"No, Mitch. Nothing is bothering me." He said dismissing it again.

I decided to let it go. There was no use in arguing over this. "What are you working on?"

"A song."

I rolled my eyes. "Obviously." I replied sarcastically.

Distractedly again, he asked, "What?"

"You know what, when you decide to stop ignoring me, come find me." I stormed off. I didn't look back, but I heard a sigh. I forced myself to keep going. He was being such a jerk for no reason.

I found a confused looking Nate sitting on the steps to my cabin. "What's wrong, Nate?" I asked sitting next to him, pushing my stupid boyfriend to the back of my mind.

"Is something bothering her?" He asked. Not waiting for a reply, he kept going. "She just… she wouldn't let me hold her hand when we came back, and then I tried to kiss and she let me kiss her cheek and said she was tired. Since we've gotten off the bus she's been… distant."

"Nate…" I sighed, taking his hand in mine. "I can't betray her trust, you know that." He nodded. "But, just give her some time and make sure she knows you love her." I stood up to head in to the cabin. I was going to drag her to dinner.

I heard Nate ask behind me, "She knows I do, doesn't she?" The only answer he got was the closing of the door behind me. I watched him walk away from the cabin, back in the direction I had come from.

"Guys suck." I said flopping on top of Caitlyn's bed, and thus Caitlyn.

"Ow. I know. Why?" She sat up. "Trouble in paradise?"

"I don't know. He still has that stick shoved up his butt, that's for sure." Caitlyn pulled her legs out from under me and stood up. "Dinner?' I asked.

"Dinner." She agreed.

Caitlyn and I sat at a table with Barron, Sanders, and Lola. Peggy and Ella joined us as well. We were laughing and eating, just having fun. Shane and Nate were at a table with Jason and Brown.

"Tell me it isn't always this exciting?" Anastasia asked dropping into a seat next to Sanders.

"Just wait, after Dinner, there's an open mic night." I laughed.

"And who are you, beautiful?" Barron asked leaning over Lola and Sanders.

Anastasia laughed, "Stas. Jason's girlfriend." She nodded in the direction of the boys. "Which brings me to my second question. Why are we here and them… there?"

"Cait is avoiding her boyfriend and mine is avoiding me?" I said shrugging.

Anastasia shook her head. "No. Because they both keep looking over here. I've been watching it for the last 10 minutes at least from the kitchen. Connie sent me to investigate."

"You're working in the kitchen?" Ella asked.

She nodded, "Yup. This way I could hang out with my favorite people. Jacob and Jason." Caitlyn and I gaped at her. "No, I love you guys, too."

"Cool." Ella said.

"Well, since you won't tell me the problem, I'm going to talk to Jason and see if the boys will."

"Let me know if you find out?" I asked completely serious. She looked at me weird. There was never a time that Shane and I didn't know what the other's problem was for more than a few hours. This had been almost two full days.

"Yeah, um, sure." She nodded and headed over to the boys.

"So, you and Shane are really fighting?" Peggy asked.

I shrugged. "I don't know. Something is bothering him and he won't tell me. And it's getting me mad."

"I'm sorry." Peggy said.

Desperate to change the subject, I asked, "So who is performing tonight?"

"I am, of course." Lola said.

Peggy and Ella looked at each other. "We are."

"I heard Tess and her new lemmings are. I overheard them practicing." Caitlyn said. I rolled my eyes.

"Well, they look more lemming-y then Peggy and Ella did." I decided.

"Hey, you were a lemming, too." Peggy reminded me.

"Shh." I giggled placing my finger to my lips.

"Are you performing, Mitchie?' Ella asked.

I shook my head no. "No. I don't think I'm going to at all this year."

"Then why come?" Lola asked.

I smiled. "I love it here. It's all about the music. I mean, there's the drama, but that helps you face the real world of this business. Besides, I'd never see you guys again. And I still need work."

"Yeah, you're a little croaky in the shower." Anastasia teased sitting back down. "So, scoop from Jason, so don't entirely believe it. He's been in zombie mode since they overheard your conversation. Like from the beginning. So I'm gonna say it was the first half."

"Why? I don't get it." I said looking slightly annoyed. "What is his problem? Seriously? Whatever, I'm not letting him ruin my summer because he won't tell me what's wrong." Anastasia and Caitlyn looked at me helplessly, trying to think of some way to fix what was only able to be fixed by the stupid boy across the room who kept looking at me. "I'm going to see if my mom needs any help." Before anyone could reply I got up and left the table.

I could feel his eyes follow me as I entered the kitchen, but refused to look at him. "Hey, Mom." I said pushing the door open.

"Hey, you don't have kitchen duty this year. Why are you in here?" She asked looking at me curiously.

"Can't come talk to my mother." Mom laughed. "Okay, I may be hiding."

"Sweetie, why?" She asked putting the rag she was cleaning with down.

"Something's bothering Shane and he won't tell me what. It's starting to get to me." She didn't say anything, she just hugged me. I pulled back. "Did anyone feed Jake?" I asked moving toward the back door.

"I don't know. He's in Shane's cabin probably crying from being all alone. We really should have left him with your father." Mom said sagely.

I shrugged. "Oh well." I smiled, heading out of the door. "I'll be back later."

I headed to Shane's cabin, hoping he wasn't there. I didn't want to see him. I was slowly growing more and more upset with him. Why couldn't he just tell me. I tell him when he asks. I don't volunteer the information, but when he asks, I tell him. By the time I got to his cabin, I was immensely angry at him.

I saw that Jacob's bowl was by the door, and that there was no evidence of a recent feeding. I padded into Shane's room looking for the bag of food. I heard voices coming, but didn't think anything of it. I'd left the door open behind me, though, and the voices suddenly stopped when they were right in front of the cabin.

"Hello?" Shane called into the cabin nervously.

"I was just feeding Jacob." I said walking out to where he could see me. He dropped his guard mostly, but he wasn't exactly welcoming to me. I noticed Nate and Jason's retreating backs outside. I started muttering under my breath as I placed Jacob's bowl on the floor.

I went to leave and Shane grabbed my wrist. "Mitchie." He sighed.

"Oh, now you want to talk to me?" I asked sarcastically.

"I was in a weird mood, sorry." He said back equally sarcastic.

"A weird mood? What is that? Oh, sorry, yeah, I was just in a weird mood? What does that mean to me?" I asked.

"It means I was just in a mood. Damn." He said looking at me irritably. "You have them all the time."

"Of course, it's okay for you to do what I do when it suites you right?" I said getting ready to leave.

"What?" He asked confused and mad.

"When you ask me what's wrong, I tell you."

He threw his hands in the air. "Is this seriously about that? And you don't. I have to drag it out of you half the time."

"Yes!" I yelled at him. "You get mad when I freak out about things, but when you're obviously freaked by something, you won't tell me!"

"I don't get mad!" He yelled back.

"Yes you do! You get mad if I don't tell you. And that's why I'm mad, because you aren't telling me!"

"Because you'll flip out! And did you stop to think I wasn't telling you for a reason?"

I yelled out in frustration. "I'm not made of glass. I won't break if you tell me! Or is that what this is about? You're afraid to tell me anything that might upset because of what I told you?" I was hurt that he would treat me like that.

He sighed, no longer yelling, "No, Mitch- I just-" When he stopped, searching for words I provided him some.

"No, Shane, you are. This is exactly why I didn't want to tell you. I can't believe you." I started leaving.

"Mitchie, do you want to know what's bothering me?" He yelled after me.

I stopped and looked over my shoulder. "It doesn't matter at this point." I said before walking away again. I heard something crack and Jacob bark worriedly, but I didn't care. I refused to go back.

When Caitlyn, Anastasia, and Lola got back to the room, Caitlyn seemed happier. I however was sitting on the floor glaring at the poster of Connect 3 on our wall. "What happened now?" Caitlyn said sitting on the floor next to me. Anastasia sat on the other side, while Lola sat on the bed across from me.

"He's a jerk. I knew it wasn't our conversation. I can't believe he would do that!" I said heatedly.

"Do what?" Caitlyn asked gently.

"Treat me differently! After I told him the truth about what happened after Justin… he swore he wouldn't treat me differently. Which is bull and I should have known. He made me take my bracelet off. That should have been enough of a clue. And now he's avoiding me just so he doesn't have to tell me what's wrong? Ugh!" I screamed in frustration.

The girls looked at me sympathetically, but didn't really know what to say, once again. It really didn't matter what they said though. I was hurt and I was angry. Those were not a good combination.

Three updates in one day. Don't know if there will be one in the morning then.