Wow, that was faster than I expected. Chapter 15 is here! I hope you guys enjoy this one, it's all Naitlyn. And yes, I gave Caitlyn her own POV! First it's Nate, then Caitlyn. So enjoy! xD
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Camp Rock or any of the following characters, which is sad, but luckily they made a movie for me to base my stories off of :)
[Nate's POV]
I woke up at 7:30, rolling out of bed and heading into my bathroom. I undressed and jumped in the shower. I sighed as the warm water ran over my face. I was getting ready to spend the day with Caitlyn and no one else. Yesterday Mitchie had gone shopping with Caitlyn,taking her the first day her grounding was over. I would have, but I was hanging out with some of my old friends and just had to catch up with them again.
I stepped out of the shower ten minutes later and wrapped a towel around my waist, walking back into my room and over to my walk-in closet. I got dressed -underwear, white skinny jeans, blue button down shirt and black vans sneakers- and walked back into my bathroom, doing my hair and brushing my teeth. I rolled the sleeves of my button down shirt up to my elbows and grabbed a belt from my closet, looping it through my jeans and tucking my shirt in.
Suddenly, my phone went off, playing my only ringtone, "The DJ Got Us Falling in Love Again" by Usher. I jogged over to my nightstand and snatched my phone from it, looking at the screen and smiling. Caitlyn.
"Hey Caity," I said, messing with a curl on top of my head.
"Hey Nate," her voice sounded so sweet this morning.
"What's up?" I asked. I stopped playing with my hair and walked over to the cherrywood desk in my room, sitting on the edge. I looked around my room, giving myself a mentel note that I needed to clean up before Mom got on my case.
"Nothing much. Are you still coming over?" she asked.
"Yeah, absolutely. I'll be over in twenty minutes,"
"Great. I'll be waiting for you."
"Cool. See ya."
"See ya." Caitlyn said and I hung up, slipping my phone in my front pocket.
I headed down stairs, walked into the kitchen, grabbed an apple from the table and walked over to the front door. I grabbed my keys and headed outside, opening the garage door and hopping in my car. I put the key in the ignition and backed out of the garage, slinking onto the street, heading left.
It was funny. It had only been a week since I last saw Caitlyn, yet, I was nervous about seeing her. Why was this? It wasn't like the day we had returned for the tour, it wasn't like that at all. This was diffrent and I didn't know why.
I came to a stoplight. I slowed down and came to a complete stop, resting my foot on the break. I rested my elbow on the door and rubbed my upper lip, thinking.
Caitlyn and I had been dating since camp and we were still in the "dating" zone. Now, don't get me wrong, I loved dating Caitlyn, but dating her just wasn't making this official. I wanted her to be my girlfriend. I wanted to make "us" official. But when? When would be the right time? I wasn't sure, but I was going to think about it.
The light turned green and I let off the break, slowly pressing the gas and pulling forward.
Suddenly, my phone went off... for the second time already. I opened it without looking at the screen and pressed it to my ear.
"Hello?" I asked, wondering who else could be calling me.
"Nate Gray, it's Randy Tellman from Intentionally Records,"
"Hey, what's up?" I asked.
"I was just calling to let you know that yesterday Otto and I checked out that girl, Mitchie Torres, and we gotta say, she's really good." a smile came to my face and I continued driving down the street.
"Awesome. So, what are you guys thinking?" What were they thinking?
"Well, we asked Mitchie to fill out a form and send it back to us when she could." I chuckled under my breath. Remembering last night when Mitchie had come over to watch a movie with Shane. He had told me all about Mitchie's demo, wondering who sent one to the guys at IR. He had no idea.
Yes, you caught me. It was me. I sent the demo to Randy and Otto. I taped Mitchie singing, "Until You're Mine" at Final Jam. I made the demo. No, I never told Mitchie, or Shane, or Jason... not even Caitlyn.
"Cool. Let me know what you guys think, alright?"
"Will do." Randy said and hung up. I closed my phone and slipped it back in my pocket, a smile on my face.
Now, I'll tell you why I did this.
One) I did it to get Mitchie her big break. Hey, she deserved it.
Two) Shane hadn't thought of it and I didn't feel like letting him take the credit for my rightful thinking.
And three) Because I'm just that nice. I don't like to see people miss an opportunity when they have one shoved in their face, and I definitely didn't want it to be Mitchie who missed her shot.
I finally pulled onto Caitlyn's street and found her house, pulling into her driveway. I shut off the engine and pulled out the keys, swinging them around my finger. I stepped out of my car and closed the door behind me, walking up her walkway, to her door. I knocked.
I heard someone shout, "I'll get it!" and the door opened, revealing Caitlyn in pair of light blue skinny jeans with slits up each leg, a faded red graphic tee and a black vest. She looked amazing. "Like my new clothes?" she asked, posing like a model.
"Yeah, you look amazing, Caity." she blushed and wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing my lips. I kissed her back.
"You look amazing too. Blue is definitely your color," she ran her fingers along the collar of my shirt and smiled.
"Are you ready to go?" I asked her.
"Yeah, just let me grab my phone," I nodded and she let go of me, running back into her house and coming back out a second later with her phone in her hand. "Let's go." she said and locked her hand with mine as we walked to my car. I opened her door for her and closed it when she got in. I ran to the other side and hopped inside, putting the keys in the ignition and starting the engine. "So, where are we going, Nate?" she asked, buckling her seatbelt.
"We are going out to eat," I told her, slowly backing out of her driveway.
"And after that?" I looked at her, smirking.
"and after that... let's just see what happens." I said and she smirked back at me.
"Of course,"
[Caitlyn's POV]
Where were we going out to eat? What were we going to do after that? Nate left me with so many unanswered questions and they were starting to drive me crazy. But of course, that was one of the many reasons I fell for him at camp.
And Mitchie. I had her to thank for helping Nate and I when we almost stopped dating. Yes, we almost stopped dating, but thanks to Mitchie, we were closer than ever. In fact, if it hadn't been for all of Mitchie's help, I don't think Nate and I would still be dating. I quietly sighed. Dating. Apparently, we were stuck on that label and Nate had no idea that I wanted to move forward. Of course, I hadn't ever actually told him I wanted to move forward, but he should have seen it already. Maybe I did need to actually tell him what I wanted. But when? Now wasn't the right time. I'd think about it. Later.
"So," I said, breaking the silence in Nate's car. He turned to me. "Did you hear about Mitchie? Yesterday Randy Tellman and Otto Lancaster, two of the biggest music producers out there, stopped by her house. Apparently, they had gotten a demo from her, which is odd because she never made one or sent one."
"Really?" Nate asked, sounding surprised, and raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah. Mitchie called Shane last night and asked him about it, thinking it was him, but he said he had nothing to do with it, but he wished he had."
"Hm... that's... odd. I wonder who did it." Nate said and turned back to the road. Suddenly, Nate chuckled. "You don't think it could have been Jason... do you?" I raised my brow line, thinking it over.
"It's possible, but it doesn't sound like Jason." I said.
"Maybe I'll trick Jason into telling me, later." I shook my head, giggling. Poor Jason. If he did it, I'd be super surprised. Who'd have known Jason could ever pull off something like that?
Ten minutes later we pulled into the parking lot of the resturaunt Nate was taking me to. I looked out the window, looking over the building. Why did this resturaunt look so familiar to me? I looked at Nate, who was shutting off the engine and pulling the keys out of the ignition. He shoved the keys in his back pocket and looked at me.
"Yes?" he asked, noticing the questioning look on my face. I shook my head.
"Nothing, it's nothing. Let's just go in, ok?" I said and Nate nodded. We both got out and headed inside, holding hands.
The inside was amazing. The walls were painted a deep red that met a gray carpeted floor. The widows were covered with black drapes and there were tons of hanging lights everywhere. The placed still looked so familiar.
"Wow, this is awesome!" I told Nate, leaning against him as we waited in line for a table. Nate got us a table in the back and led the way. I followed close behind, still holding his hand. He pulled out my chair and I sat down. "Thank you," I told him and he sat down himself. We opened our menus, looking everything over.
"Do you like fish?" Nate asked and suddenly, I had a flashback.
"Mommy, it looks yucky!" I told my Mom, looking at the plate of, what was supposed to be, fish in front of me.
"Caitlyn, it's fish. You like fish," she told me.
"But this fish looks diffrent. Do I have to eat it?" I asked, giving her the classic puppy dog pout.
"Caitlyn," Dad spoke up. I looked at him. "just pretend it looks like the fish you normally eat. Watch, I like it," Dad said and took a piece from my plate, sticking it in his mouth. "It's good, trust me." he smiled and I picked up a small piece, putting it in my mouth. I waited for the awful taste, but it never came. I opened my eyes, smiling at my Dad.
"It tastes just like the fish I like," I smiled and took another bite. "Thank you, Daddy!".
-End of flashback-
"Caitlyn?" I shook my head, escaping my thoughts. "Caity, are you ok?" Nate asked, placing his hand on top of mine. I smiled.
"I'm fine, Nate... I'm fine." I told him. But as soon as Nate looked away, I felt a tear ecsape my eye. I quickly wiped it away and turned back to my menu. I now remembered why this place seemed so familiar to me.
When I was little my parents used to bring me here, get me my favorite food: Fish. I loved it. But once... once my Dad died I stopped eating it. It was his favorite food too and once he was gone, I just couldn't eat it anymore. I couldn't even look at that kind of fish anymore without feeling the need to throw up. I haven't eaten it since.
When it came time for us to order, I simply went with the farthest thing from fish that was on the menu: Salad. Nate took a crab salad and when our food came, we ate. We talked in between bites, but I honestly wasn't in the mood right then. I just wanted to get as far away from that resturaunt as I could.
Once I finished eating I spoke up. "I'll be right back," Nate nodded and I got up, heading to the restroom. I closed the door and ran to an empty stall, locking the door and falling to the floor. I leaned over the toilet, getting ready incase I did throw up, but never did. I leaned against the stall door and basically fell apart. I let the tears fall freely down my cheeks, dampening my jeans. I closed my eyes and cried for a few minutes.
After I stopped, I wiped my cheeks and stood up, stepping out of the stall and over to a mirror. I looked at my reflection, noticing my blochy looking skin. I splashed my face with cold water and pulled myself back together before walking back over to the table where Nate was waiting.
I got back to the table, seeing Nate on his phone. He looked up and saw me. I smiled and he stood up.
"I gotta go... ok... Bye." Nate hung up and shoved his phone in his front pocket. "Are you ready?" he asked. I nodded and he took my hand. We headed out the door and back to his car. Nate held open my door and I stepped in, seeing a pair of sunglasses on the dash. I grabbed them and slipped them on as Nate climbed in on his side. "What's with the shades?" he asked. "Which, by the way, are mine." I looked at him.
"Can I wear them, please? I have sensitive eyes," I begged and he smiled, nodding as he put the key in the ignition.
"Yeah, of course," I smiled and buckled my seatbelt. Nate did his and backed up, pulling out of the parking lot and back down the street we had come from.
So what did you think? And what happend to Caitlyn's Dad? How did he die?
I hope you enjoyed it, because I did. I can't wait to write the next chapter lol I would start writing the next one now, but unfortunately, my time on the computer is up :( So review and thank you so much for everything you guys!