"Miley…Miley!" Mitchie said loudly.

I rolled over on my bed, looking at an alarm clock. "Mitchie," I said quietly, "It's only seven thirty, go back to sleep."

Mitchie shook her head no at me, "We have to get to breakfast, then at eight we have to go to a workshop thing."

I sighed, giving into her. "I'll be right there, I'm just changing first."

Mitchie left me as I got changed. Just a pair of green shorts from last season's D&G's catalogue and a pink tank top from American Eagle.

I walked out of my cabin seeing three girls, I heard two of them calling the blonde one Tess. I knew who she was, Tess Tyler, her mom was an international superstar, sort of like a Madonna, but not as good. This was the Tess that Nate was talking to last night. Her high and pitchy voice proved it to me.

"Tess Tyler?" I asked her as I walked up to her and her friends.

The three of them stopped, giving me all the same look. It's like they're robots, or something. "Yes, that's me. Who are you?"

"Miley Stewart." I told her proudly, "Can I talk to you?"

Tess stared up and down at me before nodding. Her two "bitches" left as she gave them a look. "So, what can I help you with, Miley."

"Last night, I went to go meet Nate…" I told her, she quickly cut me off.

"Nate Grey?" she asked, I nodded and she continued. "Don't get involved with him, he's just bad news. If you heard anything last night, you'll stay away from him."

I sighed, shaking my head. "What happened with you two?"

"Last year, at the Final Jam, I messed up and stuff because my mom came and it got me all nervous, I ended up balling my eyes out and left early to be alone and just sat on the stage." Tess explained.

The stage…he told me to meet him at the stage.

"Then," she continued, "Nate came and asked me what was wrong. I told him absolutely everything, then he kissed me, one thing lead to another and we did it. He said all this crap about him always remembering it, and when I went to see him he was just a total loser about it."

From what I saw, she was trying to get him, he just didn't seem interesting. I saw from the corner of my eye Mitchie waving at me to go sit down.

"Tess, thanks for telling me about him, but I've got to go…" I said slowly, walking over to sit down with Mitchie.

"MILEY!" Mitchie said happily, "So how did last night go?" she asked.

I shook my head slowly, "He's just like Shane," I told her, "He slept with Tess."

Mitchie spit out the orange juice she had been drinking in shock. "NO! He did not!"

"Mhm!" I nodded, "When I went to see him last night he and Tess were talking about it! I couldn't believe it so I just left, that's what I was talking to Tess about now."

"Are you sure she wasn't lying?" Mitchie suggested, "She's a real brat, she would lie…actually she has lied."

"No, she wasn't…Nate said things about it last night. It happened." I put my head down on the table, my hair almost landing in pancakes, I felt Mitchie move it away.

"Sorry, hun. I guess all of them are like that." I knew Mitchie was sad, too, because of Shane. "Why don't we skip the morning workshop and just chill out?"

I nodded in agreement, this means I get more sleep, tan time, and maybe I'd come up with a new song in the process.

Mitchie smiled, "Let's go," she said taking her trash.

We went back to our bunks and slept in later, until about ten. After that I woke up at the PROPER time.

"Mitch," I laughed, throwing a pillow at her head, "Let's go the lake."

"See, you're so much nicer when you have enough sleep!" She teased, getting up.

We changed, walking to the lake giggling about silly things. I told her how about Lilly and Oliver, how those two started dating, and she told me about last year at camp. Once she told me all about Tess, I knew Tess would be trouble, even if she didn't sleep with Nate.

"Is the water here cold?" I asked Mitchie, setting my towel down on the ground.

Mitchie shrugged, jumping into the water. "It's fine, a little-"

Too late, someone pushed me into the water. It was cold, I'm from Malibu, and it's usually perfect. It's far from perfect her.

Mitchie started laughing as someone pushed me in, I turned around to see who it was but he had already dived in.

"Is Miley cold?" the voice said, I turned behind me seeing Shane. I splashed water at him quickly; he then went right under water.

"Yes!" I yelled as his face returned to the surface, "I am cold!"

Shane just laughed, swimming on his back. "So, what happened to you last night?"

"What do you mean what happened to me last night?" I asked him.

He laughed again, looking at me. "Nate left last night to go meet you, he came back and said you didn't go and meet him. What's up with that?" he asked, "He kissed you, and then you bail on him later the same night."

Mitchie and I quickly looked at each other as Shane told us what he meant. I guess he knew about the kiss.

"Oh, no, I went!" I told Shane, "He was just their talking with Tess Tyler, I'm sure you know about their little hook-up."

Shane nodded slowly, "You found out about that?" I nodded back at him. "It wasn't all Nate's fault, Miley."

I crossed my arms as best as I could, kicking my feet quicker and quicker in order to stay on the surface. "How was it NOT all his fault? She was sad, upset, he used her to get some."

"Miley, you don't know what you're talking about." Shane fought back, "He went to comfort her, she started making out with him and stuff. He's not one to be mean, so he let her do it, and she lead him onto doing whatever they did that night. It was her idea, not his. He didn't use anyone, if anyone DID use anyone, she used him."

"I told you," Mitchie said quietly. "Tess lies…she wants everything her own way."

Shane nodded slowly, "But, once you heard them talking, you thought that's all Nate wanted, huh?"

"I have a right to think that!" I protested, even though I felt sort of bad. "Besides, I haven't seen him all day, he would have came to talk to me about last night by now."

Mitchie stayed silent, watching Shane and I bicker back and forth.

"No, he wouldn't have." Shane told me, "He thinks you're just like every other girl. He likes her, and then she uses him."

"How the hell did I use HIM!?" I exclaimed at Shane, "I didn't try to sleep with him, I didn't have the intentions of sleeping with him and leaving him, I didn't-"

Shane cut me off, I hate when people do that.

"Miley," He said softly, he placed his hands on my shoulders, "Calm yourself. You didn't do anything for him to think that, but since you went without saying anything to him last night, that's what he thinks."

I crossed my arms, shaking my head. "But, how do I know he wouldn't use me?"

"He's not like other guys," Shane assured me, "What happened with Tess was a onetime thing for him, he'd never do that to a girl again. Especially after seeing how she acts a year later."

I stayed silent, not knowing what to think. Should I trust Nate or should I forget about him? Do I even want to forget about him?

"I don't know what he wanted to do with you last night," Shane sighed, swimming back towards Mitchie, "But, it wasn't to have sex with you."

I got out of the lake, throwing my flip-flops on and headed off to find Nate.

"Where are you going?" Mitchie called.

"I've got to talk to Nate."