-Mitchies Point of View-

I heard a stumble trying to open the locked door. "Who is it!?" I called, pulling my blankets over my head.

"It's me!" Miley whispered. I looked out from under, seeing her looking in the window. I got up quickly, opening the door.

I gave her a fake "parental" look. "Where have you been, young lady!? It's passed three in the morning!"

Miley smiled, flopping on her bed. "Mitchie, I love this camp." She said with a happy sigh.

"You and Nate are together, I'm guessing?"

She nodded. "We were kissing all night; he's got something…different."

I tilted my head to the side. "Different?" I asked.

"No, special."

I laughed, "Okay Miley, let's go to sleep. It's late, we can talk in the morning."

Miley nodded, getting into her bed. I tried sleeping, but I was distracted by a little light in her bed and humming. I heard the sound of a pen writing non-stop, she was writing a song, a new song. She was an artist.

In the morning I got up, seeing Miley was passed out with her song book on the floor. As a writer myself, I knew that wasn't my territory…but I was curious.

"He Could Be The One" I read. I smiled, reading the lyrics. "He's got something special!" I repeated. It's about Nate!

I put the book back on the ground so Miley wouldn't know I read it.

"Miley," I shook her gently, "Miley! Get up, we have to go to class today!"

She moaned, shaking her head. "Why?" she asked.

"Because," I smiled, "We're performing 'Romeo and Juliet' in theater today, I'm Juliet…guess who is Romeo!"

Miley shot up from bed, almost pushing me down. "Oh my god, oh my god! Shane is, isn't he!"

I started jumping up and down, squealing with joy. Before I knew it, she was too. "I'm so excited, Miley, I'm so nervous, too!"

"Mitchie, don't be!" She told me, sitting her down on her messy bed. "It's just Shane, he's your friend. Pretend he's just…just your friend. Maybe he feels the same way about you."

"I don't know," I sighed, "Just get dressed and we'll go."

-

"Okay," Nate clapped his hands together. "Shane had to go to a meeting today, so I'm not only filling in for his classes, I'm also teaching mine. So, all of you please, please, please cooperate."

Miley laughed at him, probably imagining what would happen if they didn't until he gave her the "no-I'm-serious" look.

"Wait!" I called to Nate, "Shane and I we're supposed to rehears the death scene of Romeo and Juliet!"

Nate shrugged, "I'm filling in for Shane, so you'll be rehearsing with me."

I put my head on my hands, sighing, before standing up and getting in position.

"Mitchie," Nate called, referring to the script. "You're laying there, you've just taken the drink to make you sleep, you're only asleep for a few moments then I find you. You're laying breathless and I think your dead. You know what's after that, correct?"

"Yeah…the kiss." I murmured.

Nate got a strange look on his face. "Well, yes. But, I was talking about your lines, once I kill myself. I can't direct you if I'm dead."

Everyone laughed, and I felt a heat of embarrassment cover my whole body, head to toe. People were probably thinking I was waiting for the kiss with Nate, or they think I wanted it with Shane. My life.

-

I blanked out a bit, waiting for Nate to finish his lines. I can't even remember anything, except when he says something like, "And with this final kiss…" then he kisses me, then drinks some poison.

He finished saying his lines, Miley had told me to get out of it, she "didn't want to catch mono from kissing Nate" meaning she didn't want me kissing him. I couldn't get out of it.

He finished his lines, leaning in kissing me. He moved away, drinking the "poison" and laying on another table.

One. Two. Two and a half. I was counting to when I had to get up. I didn't want to. I wanted it to end here. Nate and I would be soulless and breathless. I wouldn't have to deal with the wrath of Miley, who told me not to do it.

"Eh-hem," Nate said from the table. If Nate wasn't so scary and professional, I would have stayed laying down like I was dead. People snickered at my foolishness, again.

"Enough from the peanut gallery," Nate told them.

I stood up, keeping my eyes squinted, almost shut. I said my lines, being more dramatic to make it seem like I was crying and had a reason to keep my eyes closed. I said my line, how I'll kiss his lips and see if one drop of poison is left. I glanced towards Miley, her arms were crossed and eyes were angry. I had to do something. I looked at a glass, the glass we used for the poison he drank, and tapped it onto the ground.

"Shit!" I screamed.

Nate leaned up, he rolled his eyes shaking his head. "I don't think Juliet would say that, but thanks for the advice."

Nate knew I did it on purpose. "Everyone you can leave the session early, Mitchie has some cleaning to do."

Everyone got up, and I saw Nate give Miley a look for her to go as well.

"Mitchie, I know we're friends, and you're friends with Miley, but honestly, you took upon the role of Juliet and you knew you'd have to kiss Romeo. I know it may be weird, but you have to be professional…I mean, honestly, you're going to have to kiss Shane when he gets back, that's gonna be weird too…"

I nodded slowly, "Mhm…" I sighed. I looked down, at the glass.

"Wait…you knew Shane would be Romeo, didn't you?"

I shook my head, "Look…look at the mess I mad, I should clean it."

"You wanted to kiss Shane!"

I shook my head again, "No, Nate…stop, stop saying it!"

"You, Mitchie, like Shane!"

"Please!" I begged, putting my hand over his mouth, "Please don't say a thing!"

Nate backed off, shaking his head. "I won't, don't worry. You're like my sister…who…likes my brother…which is kind of weird."

I playfully shoved his shoulder, "Nate, shut up!"

Nate nodded, "Fine, fine. Let's just go find Miley."

"She's probably at the cabin, writing." I laughed.

"Writing?" Nate asked, "She likes writing?"

"Yeah," I nodded, "She's really good." I heard a guitar playing as we reached my cabin. "Sh!" I whispered to Nick as we listened to Miley.

Smooth-talking, So rockin'
He's got everything that a girl's wantin'
Guitar cutie, He plays it groovy
And I can't keep myself from doing something stupid
Think I'm really falling for his smile
Get butterflies when he says my name

Nate was smiling, and I just nodded. "I know who it's about," I teased.

He's got something special, He's got something special
And when he's looking at me, I wanna get all sentimental
He's got something special, He's got something special
I can hardly breathe, something's been telling me, telling me maybe
He could be the one, He could be the one
He could be the one....
He could be the one, He could be the one
He could be the one...

I stepped on a branch, making Miley stop. I pushed Nate away so Miley wouldn't know he was listening, she was already kind of mad.

"Mitchie…what are you doing?"

[a/n]: Hi!(: I'm in love with this story. With. A. Passion. I can't stop thinking about what's next, but I'm so excited for you guys to find out what's going to happen later in the story, depending on how things go, it MAY just be the next chapter! It probably will be :D I'm going to start writing it right now. It may be up tonight! This one was along chapter, so I'm going to say three things that will happen next chapter so it'll MAKE ME write longer.

First is, Miley says no. Second, Nate says no. And, third, Hannah comes back.

READ IF I DON'T GET 35 REVIEWS, I WON'T POST THE NEXT CHAPTER!

ALSO. I HAVE A NEW EMAIL&AIM AND A TUMBLR. if you would like to talk to me, about any of my stories, give suggestions AIM or EMAIL "thatkidtaryn" or go to my tumblr, which is "thatkidtaryn" the same as my penname.