The screen door creeks shut and swings back with a startling smack against the door hinge. Nate is now walking away from me after I tried to kiss him… Or he tried to kiss me… I wasn't focused on what was going on because I was too concerned with the fact that it was actually happening. I'm still staring blankly after he's out of sight, my jaw at the floor. Once life comes around and slaps me upside the head, I move and make my way out of the room while I look around like a puzzled idiot. Before guitar classes start I meet Tess in the rehearsal cabin a couple minutes early.

"So, did you tell him?" She runs towards me and gets straight to her point.

"Yeah," I answer, "I did."

"What did he say? He's okay with right? Nothing weird?"

I finally move my eyes to her. "Well I wouldn't say 'nothing weird' considering he didn't say a single word but I guess he's okay with it since he… kissed me."

Her pupils dilate and I see her smile fade, but not completely. There's still a little grin there.

"Is this good?" She asks, "Are you guys, like…"

"No! I don't know." I use an irritated tone of voice. "All I know is I told him I have a crush on him and he kissed me for some reason and just walked out."

Everyone walks in the room with the handles of guitar cases dangling from their fingers. Tess leans over and whispers, "Do you want to ask your uncle if it'd be okay for you to sleep in my cabin tonight? There's an extra bunk." She speaks, completely forgetting that she has cabin mates.

"I'm sure Mitchie would appreciate the two of us having sleepovers in the same cabin as her, Caitlyn and Lola." Her face changes abruptly after hearing my sarcastic terminology.

Now comes the time that has made me dread my life during this long day. I get back to my cabin before Nate or Jason. Questions torture my brain like the digestion of rat poison. Has Nate told Jason? Has Nate told anybody? Is he making up his own story to make himself look like a victim? I wouldn't be surprised at the last one. They both walk in talking about something. Anything.

"Hey guys," I say.

"Hey," Jason replies. Nate doesn't even look at me.

He walks into the bathroom and starts brushing his teeth. After putting a few things away, I do the same and as soon as I reach the doorway, he leaves. Again, not even looking at me…