Disclaimer: Seriously, If I owned Camp Rock do you really think I'd be writing my stories on here?

A/N: AHHHH! I'm excited for this chapter, and no one completely guessed the answer although prettygal6 is pretty much right just some of her answers need to be combined. :) Hope you enjoy this chapter and it lives up to be some of my best work! :)

Mitchie and Shane made their way to breakfast hand in hand after their reconciliation. Shane was overjoyed, and it showed, and while Mitchie had a smile on her face, there was also a traceable amount of doubt and worry.

"Hey you two!" Caitlin called and motioned for them to join her at her table. "I was hoping you would show up so I wouldn't look like a loner sitting here at my own table!" Caitlin smiled and Shane laughed.

"Hey, Mitch, what's wrong?" Shane questioned, nudging her playfully to try to lighten the mood and make her giggle.

"Uh, nothing. Nothing, everything's great!" She said snapping out of it and trying her best to put on a cheery face. "Just day dreaming, I guess." She added.

"Well wake up!" Shane laughed putting an arm around her shoulders and shaking her gently.

Mitchie smiled and forced a little laugh out as Shane beamed at her. While Shane might have though everything was alright, Caitlin knew her friend well enough to know that was not the case.

The three finished eating and there was still 30 minutes until class began. "Um, Mitchie..." Caitlin started, trying to think quickly for an excuse to pull her away to talk. "I need some help with something, will you come with me for a minute?"

"Uh, sure..." Mitchie responded not fully convenced that was the real reason for Caitlin to try to get her away from Shane.

Mitchie snaked out of Shane's arm that was around her waist and stood up to follow Caitlin.

"I'll be right back!" She promised Shane.

Shane nodded and took a sip of his tea as Caitlin grabbed Mitchie's arm and practically drug her to their cabin and slammed the door shut.

"So, Mitchie..." Caitlin began in a sly voice. "What's going on with you and Shane now-a-days?"

"Well, Danielle told me the truth of what I had told you about me finding him doing and he apologized and we decided to try one more time." Mitchie said nonchalantly.

"Really?" Caitlin said, knowing their was still more.

Mitchie nodded.

"Soooo, what did you look so guilty about at breakfast?" She hammered the question in without warning.

Mitchies heart sank and her mouth fell open a little in shock. "What... what are you talking about?" Mitchie stuttered back at her.

"Why are you looking so guilty? It's not like you did anything, it was Shane that messed up." Caitlin said breezily.

"I don't know what you're talking about.." Mitchie said avoiding eye contact with her friend.

"Look at me in the eye and tell me you have nothing to be guilty about." Caitlin demanded.

Mitchie looked at her friend a little shocked at how she could tell.

"How did you know?" Was all Mitchie could say.

"One: You looked really fake and nervous at breakfast and two," Caitlin paused withdrawing a folded scrap of paper from her pocket and tossing at towards Mitchie, "You left this on the desk..." She finished.

Mitchie stared at the paper, she didn't need to pick it up to know what it was.

"The next time you want to be sneaky, you probably shouldn't leave Pop Informer's mailing address out in the clear." Caitlin laughed at the stupidity of her friend. "So what? What did you send? The juicy details of your camp relationship with councilor and bonafide rock star, Shane Grey?"

"I wish that was all I sent." Mitchie said weakly, putting her head in her hands. "Caitlin," Mitchie said looking her friend in the eyes as tears streamed down her face, "I messed up big time." Mitchie confessed.

Caitlin was confused, she rushed over to Mitchie and sat down next to her on the bed, embarrassing her friends. "Mitchie... what did you send?" Caitlin said, worry in her voice.

Mitchie didn't respond. "Mitchie. You need to tell me what was in that envelope." Caitlin pressed. "Tell me!" She said harshly after Mitchie refused a response once again.

Mitchie sobbed. "It... pictures... Shane... drugs... sex... Danielle..." Was all she could get out between sobs, but it was all Caitlin needed to know what was being sent at this moment.

"How'd you get the picture, Mitchie?" Caitlin questioned, her friend still in her arms.

Mitchie looked up shaking her head, "I don't know," She said a little more clearly. "There was a package for me with a package of pictures inside. And when I saw them, I just got so mad, and I - I..."

"Do you still have any of the pictures?" Caitlin asked.

"Yeah, there were doubles." Mitchie said going to the end of the bed and lifting the corner of the mattress, tossing the package to Caitlin. "I don't know why you want to see them though... it will be in magazines soon enough..." Mitchie cried.

Caitlin flipped though the pictures. Then again. And once more. "Mitchie... look at this." Caitlin said. She started flipping through the pictures again. "Do you notice anything odd about these pictures? Anything at all?" Mitchie shook her head. "Look closely. Namely at Danielle. Notice anything now?"

Mitchies eyes widened. She couldn't believe it. Not only was Danielle looking directly at the camera in most of the photos, but if you looked very closely, very, very, closely. You could see a grin tugging at her lips as she looked into the lens.

DUN DUN DUN!! So how was that? Was that a big enough twist for you? Can Mitchie do anything about her mistake? Kinda short, but whateverr. Please review! :)