"Caitlyn!"

I groaned, rolling over and trying to block out the sound of Mitchie's morning voice. It was too happy for me. She had a habit of waking me up at a ridiculously early hour and then refusing to let me go back to sleep. Couldn't she get it into her head thatI did not want to wake up before eight, I did not want to listen to her annoyingly chirpy voice waking me up in the first place and I did not want to plan setting Nate up with Peggy when I needed a revenge plan for his yelling yesterday.

"Some people are trying to sleep!" I moaned, wishing she would go away (but knowing it was pointless – much like my inner thoughts).

"It's a good plan." Mitchie whined.

"Not good enough for me to listen." I replied, my voice muffled from where my head was buried in my pillow.

"But you don't even know what the plan is yet! How can you say it's not good?"

"Nothing is worth waking me up at eight in the morning, Mitchie."

Now please just go away … please.

"Actually it's just after six thirty." Came her reply.

Oh you have got to be kidding me. And she was meant to be my best friend!

"I hate you, Michelle Torres." I yelled - though it didn't have the same effect I'd hoped because of my face being stuffed into a pillow.

"But I was afraid I'd forget the new plan." Mitchie said, and I felt her sitting on my legs.

Damn it.

"Okay, I'll get up if you stop whining, sheesh kebabs." I mumbled, pulling my legs up so that Mitchie wasn't sitting on them anymore. I rolled back over so my front was facing the ceiling and sat up, rubbing my eyes.

"Sheesh kebabs?" Mitchie questioned, peering at me like I was insane.

Yeah, me. Insane. Can you believe it?

At least I don't go around waking people up at six thirty in the morning.

"Shut up and tell me this plan. And it better be good or else I'll throw you into the lake." I said, grumpy. There was no chance of getting back to sleep now.

"Right. Listen carefully." Mitchie said slowly, as if I was a child. I glared at her and she stopped that tone "you have to go out with Nate." She paused here for dramatic effect, though it didn't really work. I was silent as I looked at her, waiting for the punch line or the "APRIL FOOLS!" even though it wasn't April for … nine months. Hey, if Mitchie got pregnant her baby could be born on April Fools! Back to the present, Caitlyn. And for the record – ew, Shane and Mitchie doing that made me want to puke.

"So what's the real plan?" I asked, hoping that Mitchie didn't think she was good at trying to be funny, because she really wasn't.

"That … is the real plan." Mitchie said, confused.

That was when I realized she was actually serious.

"So let me get this straight: you want me to ask Nate out on a date?" I asked, trying to stop myself from laughing at Mitchie's new plan. I think all the fumes from Tess' perfume have finally got to her. I'm serious.

"Yeah! It's perfect!" Mitchie

"Yeah, if we were setting Nate up with me maybe - which, in case you haven't realized, we aren't."

"No, what I mean is if we get Nate to realize he doesn't want to date you then we can set him up with Peggy!"

Mitchie had officially lost it.

You can't lose what you never had.

"That's crazy, Mitchie. Nate has never wanted to date me anyway. Now let me go back to sleep." I complained.

"I don't know what you've been up to, Caity, but Nate does want to date you."

I was so not in the mood for this right now.

"Mitchie!" I whined, adding extra emphasis of the 'e' of her name to annoy her.

"It's true! Jason said so!" Maybe she thought throwing her hands in the air like that would make me believe her.

"I can't believe this! Mitchie, Jason has a pet bird named PERCY! You can't believe anything he says!" I don't know why I mentioned Percy the finger eater – I guess it was the first example I could think of to explain Jason's craziness.

"I like Percy." Mitchie said, smiling

"Okay, you're both crazy, whatever. Do whatever the hell you want to set Nate and Peggy up as long as it doesn't involve me. Have fun!"

Stupid Michelle.

"Okay, sure. But when you get your heart broken let me just say – I told you so!"

How had this gone from 'let's set Nate and Peggy up' to 'Percy the finger eating bird' to 'Caitlyn is going to get her heart broken' all in the space of a few minutes.

"Why am I getting my heart broken?" I asked, frowning.

"Because you won't accept Nate's love!" Mitchie cried, as if it were obvious.

Which, you know, it so wasn't.

There was only one thing to do.

"Give me your phone, Mitchie." I said, holding my hand out.

"What? Why?"

"Give me your phone." I repeated, watching as she dug into her jean pocket (who gets dressed this early, I mean, seriously?) and handed me her cell.

I dialed Nate's number and held the phone to me ear, waiting for him to pick up.

"It's almost seven in the morning, what the hell do you want?" Was the greeting I received when he picked up.

He's about as charming as me in the mornings.

"Hi Nate, this is Caitlyn."

He swore then, and I knew he was probably about to hang up.

"Nate, is it true that you like me?" I said in a rush. Mitchie, who was sitting opposite me, looked a little dazed for a moment before realizing what I'd said. Her mouth fell open as she gawped at me.

"Caitlyn, is Mitchie there?" Came his reply. I blinked. Why did he want to speak to Mitchie?

"It's important, can you pass me over?" He said when I was silent.

"Uh, sure." I said, handing the phone over to Mitchie.

"Hello?" Mitchie asked into the phone, keeping her gaze on me.

"No, I didn't tell her!" She said, and I sighed. I had to sit through her half of their conversation which consisted of mostly: "No, she doesn't know!" or "Nate, she's giving me that look again!"

I had no idea what Nate was saying. At all.

When she finally hung up she looked very guilty.

"Caitlyn … I need to tell you something."

MITCHIE'S PREGNANT WITH NATE'S BABY.
Haha, only kidding.

You should know by now that I'm not good with long chapters.
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