So, I can't open iTunes on my computer, so I've been forced to listen to music other ways. That being said, I heard like the perfect song for this story. Rihanna's Hate That I Love You. Especially these recent chapters. Okay, tis a bit short, but its massively Naitlyn focused. Little to no Smitchie action in there.

Chapter 29

Anastasia was sitting on the porch waiting for me when Shane and I walked back hand in hand. "Good, one down, one to go." She said smiling as she stood up. "Now, please, help!" She said and gestured inside.

"What's wrong?" Shane asked, worried.

"The other half of my head ache. No wonder Jason is so clueless, he probably drowned the two of you out too much. Anyway, Caitlyn is in there crying her eyes out because she doesn't know what to do. And Nate is completely clueless as to what he's doing wrong." Anastasia sighed.

"The business like attitude?" Shane asked me. I nodded. "I'll talk to him." He kissed my cheek and began pulling away from me. He took Jacob, but didn't drop my hand until they slipped apart. I was smiling softly at his retreating back.

"Everything back to normal?" Anastasia asked smirking slightly.

I shook my head. "Nope. Better."

She laughed. "Come on, Cait needs you." I nodded and pushed the cabin door open.

"Cait?" I said softly. She was in her bed crying. Lola sat helplessly on the edge. Her eyes lit up when she saw me, and quickly abandoned her seat for me. "Caity." I said sighing, rubbing her back slightly.

"Don't call me that." She hiccupped. "Only he does."

"What happened?" I asked as she rolled over.

"He's an idiot. That's what. I figured you were making up with Shane, so I decided to talk to Nate, since we weren't really fighting. More like I was ignoring him, but then we did fight, because he's an idiot!" She cried.

"I'm sorry. Do you want me to go tell Shane he's stupid or something until you and Nate make up?" I didn't like being happy when she was so miserable.

"No!" She shot up, shouting quickly. "No, don't do that. I'd hate for you to be miserable, too."

"Well, I hate being happy if you aren't." I said sincerely.

"Does that mean you made up?" She asked hopeful.

I nodded. "Got my ring back, too." I held up my hand for a brief moment to show her.

"When didn't you have your ring?" She asked.

"When I threw it at him." She gave me another look of confusion. "Don't worry about it. But, what did you and Nate fight about?"

"I said he doesn't love me, and he said yes he does, and I said no you don't, and he said yes, I do, why can't you see that? Are you that blind or something? I wrote you a song- and I cut him off saying that Shane's whining was the inspiration for it and that once again, something in our relationship got twisted into something good for the band. The single for their next album. Just like Valentine's day, when we took the flowers to the hospital. He managed to twist it into good PR. He got mad at me, I got mad at him. I stormed off, he started yelling at Jason…"

"Oh, sweetie." I wrapped my arms around her. It was true that the lyrics of When You Look Me In The Eyes were started by Shane whining to me, but Nate wrote the song. The chorus was all about Caitlyn. That was why Nate sang most of it. Shane explained it all to me, how could Nate not have explained it to Caitlyn? "He's so clueless." I mumbled as she cried on my shoulder.

A little while later, we heard arguing coming up the path. It was late, and everyone should have been in bed, except for those of us who were up with crying, broken hearted teenage girls. It sounded like Nate and Shane, and even Jason. I listened closely, and sure enough even Jason was yelling.

"Man, you love her. What is the problem here?" Jason asked yelling over Nate and Shane.

"She doesn't believe me, she's not going to believe me, why bother?" Nate asked aggravated.

"Because you love her!" Shane and Jason yelled back.

They stopped yelling as they reached our cabin. "Nate, go. Stop complaining. You need to pull your head out of your ass and realize that there is a girl absolutely miserable in there right now that we all care a great deal about. And it's not Stas and it's not Mitchie. Your Caity. I can't believe you never explained the song to her." Shane mumbled, obviously having heard the recap of the argument from Nate.

"Man, she doesn't think you love her because your so… I don't know. I tell Stas I love her all the time. We all know Shane tells Mitchie he loves her every 30 seconds. We almost never hear you tell Caitlyn. Like, before bed and that's it." I laughed slightly hearing Jason talk to Nate.

"She doesn't want to see me." Nate said softly. "She hates me."

Shane sighed. "Take it from me," He said, "She doesn't hate you. She's just mad and hurt. Just go gravel and show her how much you love her."

"Why am I gravelling when I don't know what I did?" He asked.

"It doesn't matter, dude." Jason said. "But it probably has to do with you being a jerk. You're always worried about the band and not the people. We love the people."

"Wrong people, Jase." Shane said. "But he does have a point."

"If this makes things worse, you two can explain it to her." A moment later I heard a knock on the door. It woke Caitlyn up, who thankfully hadn't heard the boys' conversation. I opened the door and smiled slightly at him.

"Good luck." I slipped out of the door and let him in. However, I stayed by the door to listen. Lola and Anastasia came out a moment later.

"What are you doing here?" I heard Caitlyn ask quietly.

"To apologize. Apparently, I've been a jerk." He said as a bed creaked. "Caity, do you really not know how much I love you?"

"No, Nate, I don't. And even if you do, you love the band a whole lot more, which I understand-"

"Caity, I don't love the band more than you. None of us love the band more than any of you." I looked at Shane who was standing behind me. He smiled at me. "I never realized you felt that way." Nate sighed.

"Nate, you twist everything into good business for the band. The day Mitchie had the panic attack- I agreed with Stas."

"Do I? I don't mean to. I guess I've just always been the one looking out for the band when we were 16 and being handed a major record deal. I guess I've never realized there are other things to worry about as you get older."

"Nate, I'm not saying I want to be just like them, but it's frustrating to see Shane so obviously in love with Mitchie, and I barely hear my boyfriend tell me he loves me. I mean, we slept together and he basically proposed. Mitchie has like the dream romance, and I barely have an inkling of romance.

"You don't have to tell me every 30 seconds-" Shane muttered something about that not being true while we all looked at him in disbelief. "But more than something that feels so mandatory. Even Jason and Stas are more romantic than us. He calls her randomly just to tell her he was thinking about her and that he loves her."

"I'm sorry, Caity. I don't know how to fix this." He sounded broken.

"I don't know." She replied.

Shane began mumbling about Nate being an idiot for a moment before he pulled me off the porch and started singing to me. I laughed, but realized what he was doing. He wanted Nate to explain the song. We were so going to get in trouble in the morning when other campers reported us being up this late. After a moment Anastasia gestured for us to come back up.

"You didn't even know that the song was for you?' He asked softly.

"No." She whispered.

"Caity, I wrote it-"

"Because of Shane and Mitchie." She cut him off.

"No, Shane just gave me the words for the verses. I didn't even use his exact words. But what he was feeling was what all of us were feeling. I wrote that for you. The part about paradise and heaven? I said that to you after we…" He sighed. "I wasn't lying when I told you I loved you that night. And when I hold you, I feel like that's where I'm supposed to be for the rest of my life. I wrote that song for you so you would know how much I love you. Yeah, Shane and Jason helped, but it's my song. Shane said so himself."

"You never explained it to me. How was I supposed to know?"

He sighed. "You're right. And I promise to work on that, okay? But, Caity, you have to know how much I love you. At least now."

"You need to be less business like, too, Nate. You ruin everything by being like that."

"I will I promise. You just have to help me." He pleaded. I sighed and leaned back against Shane. He held me tightly.

"It's late, I guess we should head back," Nate said reluctantly.

"Yeah." The bed shifted as they stood up. It wasn't for another few minutes that they came out though. Hmmm. Wonder what they were doing. We didn't even bother to move and make it seem like we weren't listening.

"All better?" Anastasia asked.

"All better." Caitlyn answered.

"We owe you, Stas." I said hugging her. "If it weren't for you, who knows how long we would have been fighting."

"Yeah. And we may know each other better, but Mitchie and I love you just as much." Caitlyn hugged her, too.

"I know. Sometimes you need the outside perspective. Like I said in that first interview. It was nice to see a group of people who care so much about each other. It sucked seeing you all at ends."

"Thanks, Stas." Shane said sincerely.

"Anytime, Dracula." Shane groaned, and everything went back to normal. No, better than normal.

Nate was literally attached to Caitlyn's hip, while Shane and I tried to keep our distance a bit. We still sat together at meals and held hands and stuff, but we weren't together 24-7. I spent a lot of time in the kitchen or with Jason and Anastasia. Of course, we all got in trouble by Brown who smiled while yelling at us for being up so late. He didn't really do anything to Anastasia, Jason, Nate or Shane, because they're employees and don't have to adhere to the curfew. Caitlyn and I however, received office duty. Brown knew we'd enjoy kitchen duty too much.

"I'm so excited. Finally, production class." Caitlyn said as we hung up fliers for Beach Jam. So far, I hadn't performed, and I didn't want to. Lola and Caitlyn were trying to convince me to, but I didn't want to get anyone mad at me, since I did sing a duet with Shane.

"Yeah, though it kinda sucks that we have classes for like 3 weeks and then we switch." I replied.

"You just want to be near Shane and not be going against your whole 'slower' plan." Caitlyn teased. I didn't reply so she began laughing at me.

After a few minutes of silence, I went back to the original subject, "Yeah, well let's how well Jason and Nate are able to teach."

"I can't believe Jason is teaching." Caitlyn smiled at the thought.

"Yeah, well. There's a reason Nate is there with him." I laughed.

"Come on, we're done." Caitlyn said hanging the last flyer.

The next day we started our new classes. Shane walked me there, since his class' cabin was next door. I smiled since we had Nate and Jason's class first.

"Mitchie!" Jason laughed hugging me. I was early to class, as was Caitlyn. Caitlyn, however, was in the corner with Nate talking quietly, smiling. I smiled as Nate laughed and kissed her forehead.

As the rest of the class started coming in, they quickly separated. Caitlyn sat in the back, as did I. We didn't need Nate getting distracted too much.

"Okay, so we're going to be teaching you how to write songs. How to work on the melodies and the lyrics together."

"Should we like, introduce ourselves first?" Jason asked.

"They all know who we are, Jase." Nate sighed.

"Wow, that was arrogant." Jason replied.

"Okay, who doesn't know who we are?" Nate asked. Caitlyn and I raised our hands.

"Ha! See, Caitlyn and Mitchie don't know who we are. Wait, what?' Jason looked at us confused.

"Thanks guys." Nate glared at us a bit. "Okay, fine, Jason. I'm Nate, he's Jason. Moving on."

"That was rude." Jason said.

Nate sighed and was about to reply when Caitlyn spoke. "Nate, class?"

"Okay, so, who writes songs already?" About half of us raised our hands. Tess raised her hand. I saw Nate smirk.

"What instrument do you use to write the music?" He asked.

"Oh, I don't. I just write the lyrics. My producer makes the music."

"Here is something really important to learn: if you don't write the basic music, the song isn't yours."

"What does a producer do then?" I asked smiling at Caitlyn.

"The producer takes your song and enhances it. But if they write all the music, your voice is just another instrument to them and all you own are the words." Nate said smiling.

"We write all of our music with guitars." Jason said pulling out his. "And by the way, just because you rock at Guitar Hero does not mean you are any good on a guitar." He said pouting slightly.

"He's still a little sore that his girlfriend beats him at Guitar Hero and yet can't figure out how to play a chord on the real thing." Nate teased. "Okay, who can play an instrument?"

Class went on with Nate and Jason bickering a lot and minor teaching being done. Caitlyn was practically bouncing in her seat during lunch. She couldn't wait for production class.

"We haven't seen Milo in so long." I said thinking about class. "We haven't seen him around here."

"He's working on a new project. He kind of lives in studio." Shane explained.

"I can't wait to learn everything." Caitlyn said excitedly.

"Cait, you spent 6 months working with Milo on the album. What else do you need to learn?" Anastasia asked.

Caitlyn stopped bouncing and pouted. "Awe, you ruined her fun, Stas." Jason said. "Don't worry, Cait. Even if you do know everything, that just means you get to show off." Caitlyn smiled at Jason.

That ended up being true. After huge hugs from Milo, he insisted that Caitlyn help him teach as a Teacher's Assistant or something like that. She helped the other kids working on their stuff.

"Why is she getting so much attention?" One of the lemmings asked rolling their eyes.

"Because she's good." I turned around and answered. "She worked on Connect 3's album with Milo. He knows she knows what she's doing."

"Wow, Mitchie, you two seem to know everyone, don't you?" Tess replied sarcastically.

"Actually, we do, just about." I shrugged turning back around.

"Yeah, on the production end. How many stars do you know?" She asked.

"Hmm." I thought for a moment. "Well, aside from being best friends with Connect 3... I know Riley McIntire personally, Melanie Mavis the Broadway star… Cait, who else do we know?" I asked turning to look at her.

"Um, those Disney people… the ones from that musical thing. They came to the show in LA." She said distractedly.

"Wait, you met like Zac Efron and Vanessa Hudgens?" Lemming number 1 asked.

"Oh, like Corbin Bleu and Ashley Tisdale and Lucas-" Lemming number 2 started asking.

"Yes." I cut her off. "They came back stage to meet the guys." I said smiling as Tess sank back in her seat. "We don't like to brag, though. They're people, same as you and me."

"I don't believe you. You lied to the whole camp last year, who's to say you and Caitlyn aren't lying now?" Tess was never one to give up.

I smiled at Tess. "Because I don't fell like impressing you. You aren't worth lying to anymore." I shrugged and turned around again. I heard the lemmings attempting not to laugh.

I shared a smile with Caitlyn. Despite it's rocky start, this summer was definitely going to be a good one.

Bree is an idiot. Yes, she is. She wrote the new chapter almost 2 hours ago, wrote the an and saved it. Opened ff . net got distracted and never uploaded the chapter and then proceeded to pout that no one reviewed to the new chapter yet, 2 hours later when i always have at least 1 within a half hour. I just don't know what to do with me sometimes...