Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or places you recognize from Camp Rock. Their characters may be tweaked a bit, but hopefully not too much.

I couldn't wait to tell Caitlyn about my time with Nate and I knew she was just as eager to hear it. So once I was awake enough, though still in bed, I grabbed my cordless phone off the small night table – where in my giddy state last night Nate's Lilies had promptly replaced my lamp which now sat carelessly on the floor beside it – and dialed her number.

"Hello?" she answered excitedly.

"Hey Cait," I said sleepily.

"How'd it go? What happened?" she asked, not wasting anytime.

"Want to meet me here in half an hour?" I offered.

"No! I want to know how it went."

"It was great Caitlyn. I had so much fun at bowling. I learned a few things about Nate."

"Like what?"

"Nope, you've got to come over if you want any more then that."

"You're a brat," she joked. "I'll be over in half an hour."

"Great," I smiled into the phone. "You've still got my spare key right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Just let yourself in. I might still be in the shower and not hear the door."

"You're in bed still aren't you?" she asked amused.

"I was out late," I defended myself.

"Get out of bed you lazy bum!" she laughed. "I'll stop and pick up some muffins and hot chocolate."

"Thanks," I smiled into the phone. "See you in a bit."

I sighed as I set the phone back on the table and threw the blankets off me. With a quick stretch I stumbled out of bed and towards my bathroom, grabbing some fresh towels on the way by the closet. I took a hot shower and thought over our goodbye last night and remembering that we had made plans for tonight as well. I couldn't wait to see what the plan was for tonight, but I'd have to wait until he called. I reluctantly shut the water off a little while later to get out. I should have told Caitlyn to be here in an hour to buy myself more time. I quickly toweled myself dry and wrapped the towel around my body, one already on my head, before venturing back to my room. I was surprised to find Caitlyn already sitting in there on my bed, smelling my Lilies.

"Was I that long?" I asked, looking over to my alarm clock.

"I'm a little early," she said sheepishly, turning to look at me. "Interesting choice of clothes."

"I didn't know you'd be here already," I hugged the towel closer to me.

She laughed. "I'll meet you on the couch."

"I'll be just a minute," I nodded as she gathered the cups and muffin bag before leaving my room. Excited to tell her about it all I quickly got dressed and ran a brush through my hair before clipping it back out of my face. I knew I'd just have to redo my whole appearance later anyway. I bounded down the stairs and fell on to the couch next to Caitlyn, grabbing a muffin on my way down.

"So," she said slowly, a grin spreading on her face. "Is he a good kisser? I've always wanted to know."

"Caitlyn!" I laughed, slapping her arm lightly.

"What?" she grinned wider. "You know I had a little thing for him before Jason."

I shook my head and bit into my muffin. She gave me an impatient look and I quickly chewed and swallowed the food. "I don't know."

"He didn't kiss you?" her eyes bugged out. "What the hell kind of date is that?"

"Chill Caity. He did kiss me, but only on the cheek."

"That's better," she nodded. "He is the sweet guy. He wouldn't kiss you on a first date no matter how much he wanted to."

"How do you know he wanted to so bad?" I rose an eyebrow.

"You're glowing with happiness right now Mitchie," she explained as if I should know. "If you're this happy and you didn't want to go on the date how do you think he felt if he did want to go on the date?"

I smiled and thought this was a perfect time to tell her my plans for the night. "We have another date tonight."

"Shut up!" I just smiled. "Did you ask or did he?"

"Him."

"What are you guys doing?"

"I don't know," I tilted my head. "He's going to call me today he said."

"That's it, I'm excited," she said.

"You've been excited this whole time," I laughed.

"That's true," she nodded. "But now I have a whole day with an eager participant."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you've got a date tonight and we're going to spend the day getting ready for it."

"Caitlyn," I said warily.

"Don't complain." She stood from the couch and pulled me up after her, not even giving me a chance to protest. "It'll be fun. You act like we've never gone out and done girlie stuff like this in all this time we've known each other."

"I don't even know what we're doing tonight though," I reasoned.

"That doesn't matter," she waved dismissively. "It's Sunday, so our options are limited, but I know just the place to go."

Before I knew it she was digging through my pile of shoes and tossing a pair of slip-ons at me. As soon as they were securely on my feet she was dragging me out the door.

"I need my phone!" I yelled suddenly. "I can't miss his call!"

"Right!" Caitlyn nodded. "Get in the car and I'll be right back with it!"

I sighed as I got in the car and waited for her to join me. A couple minutes later she came racing towards her car with my phone in her hand.

Caitlyn ended up bringing me to an extremely familiar looking salon and spa place. It took one muffled conversation with the girl at the desk and one phone call to the owner and we were all set to be pampered for the next couple hours. We'd be getting our nails, our hair and facials done. We started with the facials and ventured off down the hallways we knew only too well.

Once the masks were properly on we sat back and relaxed for a while. Caitlyn more thoroughly interrogated me about my date and I basically had to tell her every detail. When I told her he said he was in love with some one - which I won't lie, was a fact that was starting to really bother me – she sat up in her chair.

"He said that?"

"Yup," I sighed. "At the time it didn't really matter you know. We were just there as friends and he was trying to get me to enjoy myself. When I think about it now though I can't help but wonder what the hell the point of going out with me is if he's in love with someone else. And then I realize that I don't really care because I think I'm starting to like him and I'm hoping he likes me too."

"Oh," Caitlyn smirked. "You're officially saying you like him now?"

"Well yeah," I blushed. "I thought that was obvious."

"It was," she laughed. "It's completely different to hear it then just notice it though."

"You're a dork," I rolled my eyes at her before closing them and resting against the back of the chair again.

"It happens," she said dismissively. "Back to Nate though. He loves someone else?"

"That's what he said."

"Did he say who?"

"No, and at the time it didn't really matter enough to ask. It wasn't really until we were bowling that I started to look at him as a bit more then a friend."

"Want me to see if Jason knows who she is?" she offered.

"No thanks Cait. I think I'm just going to pretend he never said it. I mean, he asked me on a second date right? That means he might have feelings for me too. So maybe that'll lessen the feelings he has for her."

"Do you think that'll happen though?"

"It's possible," I nodded slowly. I didn't want to admit it to Caitlyn, but the beginnings of a crush on Nate has helped lessen the blow about Shane and Tess. I spent more time today with Nate on my mind then Shane. That was a good step. So if I was taking that step who's to say he wasn't too? I couldn't explain that to Caitlyn though. I'd spent too long denying I still thought about Shane like that to own up to it now.

It was when the facials were over and we moved to get our nails done that a familiar face appeared.

"Ella!" Caitlyn smiled. "You've got sensational timing!"

"Either that or I checked into the schedules you girls made up," she smirked. "What's the point of owning the place if I can't keep tabs on my friends to surprise them?"

"Are you getting your nails done with us?" I asked, hoping to catch up with her a bit.

"Just got them touched up yesterday," she shook her head, holding up her nails as proof.

"Wow Ella, love those color combinations," Caitlyn grinned.

"Gotta try something new sometimes," she laughed. "Anyway, I've come to sit with you regardless. And then my hair could use some work."

"Oh yay," I smiled. "You can help me decide how I should have my hair done for tonight."

"What's tonight?"

"I've got a date."

Ella squealed and clapped her hands. She quickly pulled a chair over to the two girls and plopped down onto it before calling, "Sue! Tony!" In minutes Sue and Tony were getting to work on our nails. "So," Ella grinned, "who's the lucky guy?"

"Nate," I blushed lightly.

"Nate?" she blinked. "Really?"

"You bet!" Caitlyn nodded happily. "And this is their second date."

"That's it!" Ella threw her hands up. "You're starting from the beginning. Let's hear it all."

Caitlyn and me were half way through retelling my date story, starting with the wedding, when my phone rang. This time Caitlyn and Ella both squealed. It took me promising to put it on speakerphone before they'd quiet down and let me answer.

"Hello?"

"Hey Mitchie, it's me, Nate."

"I know who it is," I giggled. "Caller ID."

"Right," he laughed lightly. "Are we still on for this evening?"

My face split into a huge grin and I could tell with one look that the girls were trying very hard not to squeal again. "If you still want to."

"I wouldn't have called if I didn't want to go."

"Nate!" I half-gasped, half laughed. "That would be so rude!"

"You're lucky I want to go back out with you then." I laughed and thought he was right but didn't say so. "Anyway, I really can't talk long right now, but I was calling to see if half past six worked for you?"

With a quick glance at my watch to make sure I had plenty of time to get ready still I smiled. "Half past sounds great."

"Wonderful. I'll see you then."

"Wait Nate!" I called before he could say goodbye and hang up.

"Yeah?"

"What are we doing?"

"I can't tell you," he said and I just knew he was smirking.

"Fine," I sighed. "I won't push for details, but any tips for how I should dress?"

He paused briefly, probably thinking it over, before answering. "I think it'd probably be best if you didn't wear heels. Other then that it's whatever you want to wear."

"No heels, got it," I nodded. "I'll see you later then?"

"Absolutely."

"Great," I smiled. "Bye Nate."

"Bye."

The second I hung up Ella squealed yet again. "We're going shopping as soon as we're done here! My treat!"

A/N: The next chapter will start the date. :)