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"Mitchie?" Shane cried out at the top of his lungs. He had never been so thankful to have a singer's lungs before. He was able to not only be loud but he was able to project his voice so that it carried and echoed in the woods. He walked down the path and continued to cry out. He sighed and continued on his way. He kicked at a few stones and then shouted again. "Mitchie can you here me?" The silence was haunting. It seemed to hum as the sound of his echo faded.

How he wished he had been just a bit kinder. Now the poor girl was probably curled up under a tree, cold, hungry, tired, and scared. He couldn't begin to imagine what it would feel like to be lost in the woods. There were so many obstacles and the temperature cooled off considerably at night. He blamed himself. Maybe if he hadn't yelled at her she wouldn't have run off. He took a deep breathe to prepare to yell out again but stopped short when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned to see Nate and Jason. Nate jogged up to him and asked, "Any sign of her?" Shane shook his head sadly. "I haven't seen hide or hair of her," he said slapping his hands against his hips.

Jason was confused. He couldn't figure out why Mitchie was gone. Her and Shane had a fight. That shouldn't have driven her to the point of running away. She should have just gone straight back to her cabin and ignored Shane the rest of the next two days. It also just seemed so unlike her. Mitchie was far from stupid. She would know better than to go and run into the woods at night, even if anger was clouding her judgment. Nothing was adding up here. Something funny was going on and he was determined to get to the bottom of it.

Shane was scared. He wouldn't admit it yet but he was. If Mitchie really was out here the odds were against her. He had to find her and he had to do it quickly. What if he didn't get to her in time? He picked up his pace as the three boys continued down the path.

-With Dana-

Dana quietly slipped into the kitchen. She grabbed an apple for herself as well as one for Mitchie. Also swiping a bag of cheetos and a water bottle she placed it into her bag and began to walk out of the cabin when she almost ran smack into her father. She quickly gasped out a hello and gave him a hug. He then walked over to the fridge and grabbed a water bottle. He turned back around. "How's your day going, Dana? Are the Alto 2s finally getting that harmony right?" He asked before taking a swig. Dana nodded. "They're still a bit shaky on verse two but other than that I think they got it down." Her father smiled. "I know I can always count on you pumpkin," he said. He kisses her forehead before saying, "I need to run. I have to go give Tess and Luke a private voice lesson." With that her father was gone. She sighed sadly before making her way out of the cabin. Turning down the path she went to go visit her captive.

-With Mitchie-

Mitchie sat on her cot. It was so boring that she wanted to go to sleep and wake up in about a decade… maybe two. She looked up when she heard a door open and close. She heard the cage door open and then heard Dana's voice. She crawled out of her 'bedroom' and stood when she was out. Dana fished in her bag and pulled out the food she had brought. "It's not much but it'll do," she said as she offered them to Mitchie. She took them in her hands and said, "Its better than nothing."

Dana smiled but then sighed. "I wish I could stay and help you but I have a class to teach," she said and then she walked away. Closing and locking the door behind her. As the sound of the door closing echoed, Mitchie sighed. She was once again alone. She opened the bag of Cheetos and began to pick at them. Yup this whole thing was just plain lonely. She crumpled the bag once she was done and she then proceeded to lick the excess cheese from her fingers and lips. She then went back into her tiny bedroom so she could nap on a semi full tummy.

-With Caitlyn-

Caitlyn was pacing her cabin anxiously as she tried to think of where Mitchie could be. She decided to go on a walk to try to clear her head. She pulled on her sneakers and walked onto the jogging trail. As she began to walk down the path, her eyes took in the scenery. She felt some of the stress she was feeling begin to ebb away. She passed the docks and did a double take. Her eyes widened and she began to walk down to the dock, slowing her stride and trying to take deep breathes. As she got to the edge, she knelt down and grabbed something from the edge. What had been handing on a loose nail was a small piece of fabric and that fabric looked just like Mitchie's shirt did.

Author's Note:

Okay, its been a while but I'm super busy so please don't be mad that I'm struggling with updating. Hope you liked it. Please review.