I wanted to update this earlier, but I sadly had poor internet connection, so I had to wait a little bit. But once again, I'm amazed at everyone's dedication to the story! Seriously, you guys. Have you seen the amount of reviews this story already has? It's only Chapter 5 and it's already at 41 reviews!

Now, I just wanna address a few things, but I don't want to make this authors note go on too long, so I'll make this brief.

Shane being a total douche right after having sex with Mitchie: Yes, I know that it's cliched that after they have sex, all things go to hell in Smitchie land, but even though things look sucky now, it doesn't mean things are going to hell. I promise that even though everything looks awful, it's not going to stay that way for terribly long.

Why Peggy: I actually answered this question in my Tumblr blog, but I'll repeat it for those of you who don't have a Tumblr or don't want to make the trip to the Tumblr page (I honestly understand that it's a hassle sometimes) so this is the quote right from the Tumblr interview:

"Well, I didn't want him to choose Tess because that would have been waaaaay to cliched. And I couldn't choose Caitlyn…but I can't tell you why yet. I wanted Shane to pick a girlfriend that would be similar to Mitchie, personality wise. Peggy is a bright, strong girl who was much like the Mitchie that Shane had fallen in love with. She's kind of like a "replacement" Mitchie, which makes Shane seem a little shallow, but Peggy is the rebound. No, that doesn't make it right, but it makes sense."

Finally, why is Tess a bitch again: I don't think a leopard can easily change it's spots. Tess is probably used to lashing out in anger and hatred rather than express sadness or betrayal. Plus, I think it's safe to say that if your friend stopped talking to you completely, that you'd think it's something to do with you and that you'd be sad and betrayed. It's just how society has taught us to respond to a situation that is out of our hands. We blame it on someone else because it's easy to point a finger. Even if it really had nothing to do with you, if you think it had to do with you, you'd want to assign blame to someone else. Correct?

Now that I've made this so much longer than I wanted, please enjoy the chapter! :)

I sniffled pathetically as I wrapped my blankie closer to me in comfort. I looked down at the cup of hot cocoa in my hands, watching the marshmellows float lazily on top. I heard Brown shuffle around a little, trying to get everything situated before settling down to talk to me. I heard him clear his throat and mumble a few things, but never actually acknowledge my presence. I'm not sure if he was truly busy, or if he was just trying to find something to do to avoid talking to me, but it was starting to irk me.

"Brown, if you're busy, I could come back some other time," I said, standing up. He turned to look at me, alarmed, as if he had forgotten I was even in there.

"No, it's alright. I'll be done in just a moment. I just really need to get more organized. My filing system is all over the place and I've misplaced your mother's number," he said. I rolled my eyes. I knew that he had her number in his phone. I looked across the desk and saw his phone under a stack of papers.

"Do you mean that you've misplaced your phone?" I asked, a slight teasing tone lacing in my voice. He turned to me sheepishly.

"Like I said, I have absolutely no filing system anymore. Your mother did that last year and the year before in her spare time. Now that she's not here, I'm completely lost," he joked. I smiled lightly and pulled his phone out from under his papers. He grabbed it from me and thanked me.

"Would you like to call your mother now that I've found her number?" he asked. I chuckled lightly, but shook my head.

"No. Mom and I aren't exactly on good terms right now," I admitted. Brown nodded wordlessly and sat down behind his desk.

"What happened?" he asked.

"She's got a new guy I'm guessing. I think that's why she shipped me here this summer. I'm almost certain that when I get back home, there will be someone new living at home, taking my father's place in her heart," I said quietly, voicing my concerns for the first time to someone.

"Would that be awful if she wanted to move on?" Brown asked.

"No…but don't you think it's a little soon? I mean, unless my mother was cheating on my father, it's too soon to fall in love," I said simply.

"People can fall in love quickly Mitchie," Brown reasoned.

"Pft. Yeah right," I said maliciously.

"You and Shane fell in love pretty fast. Eight weeks in fact," Brown stated. I pursed my lips and looked back down at my mug of hot cocoa.

"Yeah, well, he fell out of love with me and into love with Peggy just as fast," I said quietly.

"Is that why you're in here?" he asked. I nodded, feeling my eyes water.

"Mitchie…this is going to sound weird, considering he is like a son to me…but you could do better," Brown said. I lifted my head and shook it.

"I really couldn't," I whispered hoarsely.

"Mitchie, he has nothing on you. Just give it some time. You'll find someone new," Brown advised. I looked down at my mug and shook my head again.

"He has everything that I could give to him," I whispered quietly. Brown must have understood what I meant, because he got very quiet, so I continued.

"I know I shouldn't have just…given it to him…but I love him and I know that he loved me. God, I'm so stupid," I mumbled to myself.

"You're not stupid Mitchie. You're vulnerable right now," Brown reasoned. I shook my head once again.

"Brown…how could he find someone new?" I asked.

"I'm not sure," Brown said quietly.

"Have you ever been in love?" I asked. He nodded.

"I'm in love now," he said honestly.

"And if the person you loved dropped off the face of the Earth, what would you do? Would you move on?" I asked.

Brown seemed stuck. He knew that if he answered yes, he'd be picking Shane's side, possibly betraying my trust. He also knew that if he answered no, he'd pick my side, betraying is nephew.

"I would wait for them…but I wouldn't close myself off to the possibility of a new love," he answered. I smirked at him lightly.

"Are you a politician now Brown?" I asked. He smiled lightly.

"Only when I've got to, Love," he said. I looked back down at my cocoa.

"I miss my dad," I whispered. Brown didn't say anything so I continued, "I miss how he would listen to the new song I had planned. I miss how he would take me fishing every weekend in the summer. I miss how he was always there if I needed advice or anything."

"He's still there Mitchie. He hasn't left you. He's just…just think of it as a long distance relationship without phones," Brown said. I smiled lightly at his comparison. My smile fell as a thought crossed my mind.

"Do you think my mom could have been cheating on my dad?" I asked seriously.

"No. I don't think she could have. Your mother loved your father very much. She would never leave him for another man. I know that for certain," Brown said. I opened my mouth to respond, but Brown continued, saying, "That doesn't mean, however, that she hasn't found love in someone else. I know it's hard to fathom, but maybe it's what she needs."

I sat quietly and thought about what he had said. Brown was right. My mother had been alone…and if she wanted to fall in love again, who was I to stop her? I looked up at Brown and nodded my head.

"Thanks Brown," I said. He smiled lightly.

"Anytime, Poppet."

The next day was uneventful. I finally started my classes, but it was all a blur. Nothing really happened until dinner that evening.

I sat quietly at a table, enjoying the solitude. It turns out that when you fling yourself off a dock it sends red flags to your peers that you might be a nutcase, causing a strange social leprosy. It didn't matter. I was used to it at this point. The strange thing happened, as I was enjoying my tiny dinner of a few pieces of fruit and veggies, when a tray was suddenly placed beside mine. I looked up in shock and saw Caitlyn smiling down at me.

"Can I sit here?" she asked hesitantly. I nodded.

"Sure…but you have to give me your cake," I gestured to her small piece of chocolate cake. She grinned widely and nodded.

"Deal," she said, sitting beside me and sliding the piece of cake to me.

"So how's the food this year?" I asked.

"Definitely not as good as last years. I heard they got a different chef," Caitlyn said, playing along.

"What a shame. I'm sure the previous chef would be flattered to hear that," I said.

"Well maybe the cooks daughter would like to inform her mother of that," she nudged.

"Whenever I talk to my mom, I'll pass on the news," I said, smiling lightly. We both chuckled before the air grew tense.

"It's probably not any of my business…but what happened to you Mitchie?" she asked.

"Honestly Caitlyn…when my father died…it felt like my whole soul went with him," I said quietly. She nodded.

"I know what you mean," she said. I looked at her skeptically.

"How?" I asked. She looked down at her food.

"My mother died the year before you came to Camp Rock. I was absolutely devastated. I honestly couldn't fathom not having my mother anymore. The last thing that I wanted was to come back to Camp Rock. My mother was the one who first brought me to Camp Rock. Her and Brown went way back. But I had no real choice considering my legal guardian was the…camp owner," she said slowly.

"Brown is your dad?" I asked, shocked. Her eyes clouded with confusion before she understood what I meant.

"No! My father isn't…he isn't fit to be a parent. There was a restraining order against him. Brown is my godfather. So he took me in once she died, meaning I had no choice but to go to camp," she said. I nodded in understanding.

"So Nate's like your cousin, huh?" I said, nudging her slightly, fully aware of the crush she's had on him since forever.

"God no. Nate will never be like a cousin," she stated. I laughed lightly and looked down at my food.

"I'm sorry I cut you off. I just didn't know what to say to anyone. I couldn't deal with everybody and their inevitable sympathy," I said. Caitlyn nodded.

"I understand. I would have probably done the same. But we're here for you Mitchie. You've just got to let us in. Me, Nate, Jason, Brown, your mom, and Shane. We're all here for you," she said. I laughed humorlessly.

"Right. Shane's totally there for me," I said sarcastically.

"You never know what could be real or not Mitchie," she said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Come on Mitchie! You're not stupid! He doesn't love her. He doesn't even like her half as much as he likes you," Caitlyn stated. I scoffed.

"He's got a funny way of showing it," I stated. Caitlyn rolled her eyes.

"Just wait and see Mitchie. And in the mean time, open yourself up a little. I know that Nate and Jason missed you tons. Did they ever stop trying to get a hold of you?" she asked. I shook my head. Caitlyn nodded sadly.

"I'm sorry I stopped trying," she said. I looked her in the eyes and mustered up all the amount of regret and guilt that I felt to give her one last admission for the night.

"I'm sorry I stopped caring."

So there you are! Chapter 5! If you have any questions, comments, concerns, critiques, anything really, just leave me a review! :D

Here's a TINY snippet from Chapter 6 (which I honestly just wrote earlier today)

"Nate! I have a mission for you," I said.

"Does it involve breaking up Shane and Peggy?" he asked. I looked at him skeptically.

"Why would I even consider that?" I asked. He shrugged.

"I'm not sure what evil plans runs through that mind of yours Mitchie Torres," he said.

So there you have it! I know the snippet was tiny, but trust me when I say that the next chapter is very, VERY, VERY important! This little snippet was my favorite part of it though!

Okay, so I'm going to try to update tomorrow before work, but no guarantees. If I don't get it up Tuesday night, then I will post it Wednesday morning from school. The targeted reviews for this chapter is 10. I know that I'm increasing the number, but I know that I have more readers than I have reviewers, so that would be amazing if you could do me a favor and review!

I read every single review I get. I read it and let it just sit with me for a moment and one review really touched me. It was from Clkaudiia and it was really simple. All it said was "Siguela...! From a latin fan" and it reminded me that I have fans who don't speak English and I would love it if maybe I could get one of my stories in another language. So if there is anyone that can look over my Spanish version, that would be great! Just PM me and let me know!

Alright, I'm out of here! Love you all!
Tianna