A/n: Thank you for all of the wonderful reviews! I love them and all of you guys! I decided I'm going to try to update everyday except for Saturday and Sunday and if I'm on vacation I won't update. Also, if i don't update everyday please don't yell at me or ask why because i obviousley had something going on. Thanks again for the reviews! And here's chapter 4!

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Nate sat in his cabin staring at the ceiling.

It had been exactly 24 hours since he had last seen Caitlyn and he hadn't even left his cabin.

To put it bluntly he was crushed.

He looked down at the lake knowing that even though Brown had covered his class today he would have to going to have to go out tomorrow.

He was gonna have to face her at somepoint. It just hurt knowing that it would be tense between them.

The words just kept running through his head.

I. Hate. You.

He shook his head, clearing his thughts and trying t get some sleep before he had to see her the next morning.

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Caitlyn sat in her own cabin playing with the music charm on her necklace as she listened to Mitchie's slow even breathing. She looked up at the ceiling, tracing the design in her mind as she tried to get something else in her mind.

She sighed closing her eyes and praying to fall asleep eventually even though she knew that she had to face Nate tomorrow.

She felt so bad now. Why had she screamed at him and worst of all why did she have to say she hated him?

Because she most certainly didn't hate him.

But now he probably hated her.

She quickly pushed the thought our of her head, trying to think of a way she could talk to him alone.

She wanted to know what she had supposedly misunderstood.

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That night neither of them had slept well, constantly waking up and thinking back to what had happened. So, the following morning when they has woken up, they were both still very tired and groggy.

Caitlyn sighed, walking out of the cabin and into the dining hall to grab a quick breakfast before class.

She was walking up to her usual table with Mitchie and the rest of their friends when she heard Shane talking. She stopped back a few tables where none of her friends could see her but she could hear them.

"Okay, sure I admit it. I was being a jerk and I said some pretty rude things. But Nate freaked out. He grabbed my shirt and shoved me against a wall and yelled at me for being inconsiderate. I've never seen him so mad before."

"Nate?" was the most common response from the group.

Caitlyn stood still unsure if she was hearing correctly.

Shane nodded, "Yeah, i know it was so weird. Then he just stormed off to talk to her. He really cares about her."

Caitlyn felt her chest tighten as she set her plate on one of the tables and walked quickly over to Nate's cabin.

She knocked lightly on the door, looking at her shoes as she waited. She had no clue what she was going to say and before she could even think of anything, the door had been pulled open by a very-tired looking Nate.

"What do you-Caitlyn..." Nate said looking up to see who was there.

"Hi," she mumbled looking up at him.

"Hey," he said back unsure if he was dreaming or if she was really there.

"I... I was in the dining hall getting breakfast when i heard Shane talking to some people. He... He said you shoved him against a wall and defended me," she said stumbling over the words.

Nate looked down, nodding.

"Look, when you came 2 nights ago, I didn't know the whole story and I really didn't want to listen to you, and I'm sorry. I didn't even give you a chance to talk to me or try and explain everything you has said. Instead of just the parts that i heard," Caitlyn said her eyes meeting his.

"It's okay," he said. "I know you're going through a tough time now."

"Nate, please don't give me this 'I'm so sorry, I know what your're going through, you'll be fine' crap. I'm sick of that. It's all I've heard for a long time from my family and friends. And while I know you mean well, but it's too much for me to deal with."

Nate nodded, trying to understand where she was coming from.

"Cait, I would never treat you as a sob story or try and tell you I understand. Because honestly, I don't. I don't know what you're going through," Nate said pausing to look at her.

Caitlyn looked down waiting for him to finish before she said anything.

"You are one of my best friends and I would never want to hurt you or make you feel worse. But I would like to help you through this. Just as a support system. I want to be able to give you a hug and let you talk," Nate said.

Caitlyn smiled slightly, "Thank you Nate."

Nate nodded, "I hate seeing you unhappy and I don't want to make you talk. But i am here for you."

Caitlyn walked up, wrapping her arms around his stomach and resting her head on his chest letting the tears fall down her face.

He rubbed her back and rocked her back and forth. "You can talk to me abiut anything Cait. Everything you say is safe with me."

Caitlyn nodded whispering softly, "Don't worry, we'll talk later, I'll need to think first. For now there's only one thing I want to say."

"Hmm?" he asked still hugging her, his head resting slightly on hers.

"I don't hate you, Nate. Your the best guy friend a girl could ask for," she said smiling into his chest."

He smiled down at her.

This was a step in the right direction.

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A/n: So, what'd you think? I know it might seem shorter but it's just cuz i typed more than one line per person. So yeah, press that sexy purple button below and leave your comments!!