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Green Monsters, Secrets & Lies

Nate's POV

'Hello muddah, hello faudduh, I am writing, from Camp Grenata…' I groaned and put my forehead on the table as my phone began to ring with Shane's ringtone. Even though he had been gone for two weeks it was like he had never left, considering he called every six hours.

"What Shane." I stated, monotone, flipping the phone open against my better judgement.

"Nate! Did I tell you what Mitchie was saying yesterday?" he nearly shrieked into the phone. I sighed, closing my eyes and rubbing my temples with one hand. I was right, Camp Rock had changed him, or I guess this Mitchie girl had, but still. Every time he called it was Mitchie this or Mitchie said that. Then there was this whole other 'The Girl with The Voice' issue.

"Yeah, you did Shane. Three time actually." I answered wearily.

"Oh yeah, did I tell you-"

"That she likes your new sound? Yeah, you told me that one five times."

"Oh, well did I-"

"That she doesn't treat you differently? Yeah, you told me that last week." I said, cutting him off. He apparently didn't hear me as he blabbered on some story about a canoe. I sighed and put my forehead back on the table.

As much as it pained me to admit it, I was jealous. I was jealous that he had Mitchie and I had lost Caitlyn. If you wanted to get technical about things, he had both of them with him and the fact that he got to see Caitlyn every day while I couldn't only broke my heart for the millionth time that year, and it was beginning to show. I lived for the times when Shane would call with news about how he was still trying to 'remember' her.

"…So Mitchie just gets me, you know how that feels Nate? To have a person just totally understand you?" Shane asked, finishing his story with a whimsical sigh.

"Yeah." I responded bitterly, "I do." Shane ignored my statement and continued on about his never-ending quest to find 'The Girl with The Voice'.

"Wait, Shane, did you figure out about that girl yet?" I asked anxiously. Shane paused a minute.

"She's in my dance class, she's amazing." He began, and I smiled as I remembered how much she loved to dance, "But I don't remember anything about her still. I know I've seen her before, I just can't place her. Her name's Caitlyn, but that's all I know. She won't ever talk to me and she never looks my in the eyes." I felt my body slump even more.

That was my rule, my mantra, I wouldn't go to Camp Rock to see "Shane" until he remembered who she was. It was stupid and made absolutely no sense at all, but it was what kept me going.

"She make's amazing mixes, killer producing skills, or so I've heard from the other counselors." Shane commented thoughtfully. I felt a pang as I remembered the mixes she used to make for me. I still had every one.

"Really? Maybe that's how you know her from. Did she ever mix one our songs? Did someone we know know her?" I asked, dropping an anvil-sized hint. He didn't catch on.

"Speaking of songs, I wrote a really good one about The Girl with The Voice. I was thinking we could record it when we get back. Mitchie really liked it. Want to hear?" As usual he didn't wait for my response.

There was a shuffling around on the other end and I assumed he was balancing the phone on the guitar so I could hear better. I heard him take in a deep breath and cautiously he began to play.

Everytime I think I'm closer to the heart
Of what it means to know just who I am
I think I've finally found a better place to start
But no one ever seems to understand

I need to try to get to where you are
Could it be, your not that far

You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I gotta find you
You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you

Oh yeah
Yeah yeah

You're the remedy I'm searching hard to find
To fix the puzzle that I see inside
Painting all my dreams the color of your smile
When I find you It'll be alright
I need to try to get to where you are
Could it be, your not that far

You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I gotta find you
You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you

Been feeling lost, can't find the words to say
Spending all my time stuck in yesterday
Where you are is where I want to be
Oh next to you... and you next to me
Oh I need to find you... yeah

You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I gotta find you (yeah)
You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you

You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing
I need to find you (I need to find you)
I gotta find you (I gotta find you)
You're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you

Yeah, yeah... I gotta find you

As he finished the song I stared at the phone in my hand in shock. The song was basically exactly how I felt I about Caitlyn. Shane got back on the phone.

"So what did you think man?" he asked a little breathlessly. I opened and closed my mouth a few times and shook my head. "Nate? You still there? Was it that bad?"

"It was good Shane. Really good. One of your best." I answered, and I meant it. I could tell Shane had poured his heart and soul into it, and unbeknownst to him, my heart and soul as well.

"Look Shane, I gotta go." I lied

"Okay, I'll call you later. Bye." I clicked end and collapsed onto the floor letting all the thoughts spill over. I didn't really know why, and I didn't really care either. I just lie there for God knows how long trying to figure out how things had gone so wrong for me. I was supposed to be living my dream wasn't I?

Caitlyn's POV

The next two weeks went by slowly. Very slowly. I barely saw Mitchie and when I did, she was too busy being 'Tessified' to notice me. I got kind of close to Lola and she offered to let me be one of her dancers once or twice, but I turned her down. She wasn't mean about it or anything, like Tess, but I just wasn't ready to perform again.

Instead, I threw myself into my classes, working harder on my music than ever before. It was just what I needed, a distraction, that and it helped me stay in the cabin- all the better to avoid Shane. I'd been doing a lot of that lately, which was why today I was sitting at Lola's table in the Mess Hall for dinner- the furthest from where Shane sat.

"Cat, look." Lola nudged me and glared at something over my shoulder. I turned around and saw both Tess and Mitchie gazing longingly at where Shane was sitting with all the other counselors.

"Wow." I said. Lola snorted and stabbed her spaghetti with her fork rather viciously. I giggled at my friend's actions. "Lola chill, last time I checked that spaghetti had a clean criminal record, no need to give it the death penalty." I stated, smirking. She looked up at me scowling.

"I know. It's just they're such brats. Why would he want them?" she moaned, placing her chin in her hands.

"Because Lola, he's a spoiled pop-star who only cares about himself and a best-friend stealer. You shouldn't stress about him. They deserve each other and that's not saying much." I said forcefully going to attack my own food. Lola stared at me cautiously.

"Whoa. What are you talking about? Best-friend stealer? I never heard about that?" she asked. I froze, my fork in mid-stab and looked up at her.

"Last summer! He supposedly stole Joe Jonas' best friend. Has no one heard about that?" I exclaimed. I had already told so many lies this summer I didn't even need to think about them anymore.

"Oh. I didn't hear about it." She responded, going back to attacking her spaghetti as I mentally kicked myself for almost blowing my secret again. Tess voice came up from behind us.

"Yeah, so according to these quizzes, Nate is supposedly my love match, but I mean, who would want Nate. He's just a quiet wimp, he's not even that great of a sing-" I don't know what made me do it. The last thing I remember purposely doing was clenching my hands into fists as Tess came up behind me, and then my foot somehow was in front of hers and she just…tripped. Once she straightened up she glared at me lethally.

"Oops, sorry. It was an accident." My voice was high, and dripping with sarcasm. I could feel Mitchie and Lola staring at me wide-eyed, but I couldn't stop. I felt like there was electricity running through my veins and there was nothing I could do to control it.

"No." Tess said, taking a step forward, "This was an accident." I felt my mouth drop open. Suddenly spaghetti had a very large criminal record. Considering Tess' plate of it was all over my chest and lap. I could see the speech bubble forming over all of our heads; 'Oh no she didn't.' Tess sent me a smirk and I felt my hand pick up a handful of my own food and release, aiming for her face.

And then there was spaghetti flying between the two of us. At some point I was vaguely aware of Mitchie stepping between us trying to break it up, but by then I was just mad at the world and threw some in her hair for good measure.
"That's ENOUGH!" Brown's voice thundered throughout the Mess Hall, causing a loud silence. He shook his head in disbelief striding towards us. "You, you and you come with me." He said, pointing at Mitchie, Tess and me. I could see words of protest forming in Tess' mouth but he silenced her with a look. Wordlessly we followed him towards his office.
Once we were there he looked at us crossing his arms as we lined up in front of him. If he noticed the large gap between me and Mitchie and Tess then he didn't comment on it. He paced back and forth.

"Never have I ever seen a display like that between three young ladies." I looked up at him and even Tess had the good sense to keep her mouth shut. "It was worse than three lions fighting over the same prey." He spat. 'Yeah, the prey being a certain boy band.' I thought.

"Now, he said, throwing each of us an unpleasant look, "What I want to know is who threw the spaghetti first." I crossed my arms and looked expectantly at Tess.

"That's an easy one. Caitlyn." She shifted her eyes over in my direction. I let my jaw drop as Brown turned to me. I held up a finger.

"Okay, that's technically true. But-" Brown cut me off.

"No buts." I glanced over at Mitchie. Why wasn't she saying anything? She was there. She saw Tess dump her spaghetti on me first. "Kitchen duty. For the rest of camp." Was the next thing I heard. My jaw dropped even wider, if that was even possible.

"What? No!" Mitchie squealed. 'Oh sure, now you speak'. I thought viciously, sending a glare in her direction. Brown shook his head.

"My final decision." He said firmly, stalking out of his office and slamming the door shut. 'Well at least we know where Shane gets it.' I thought as Tess flounced after him. I turned to face Mitchie.

"Thanks for the help." I snarled sarcastically, starting for the door.

"Caitlyn, wait! I need to tell you-" she cried out. I whirled around to face her.

"That's great Mitchie, I needed you to tell Brown something but you didn't, did you? You're just another person I couldn't count on, another person that let me down." I spat. I felt tears flowing out of the corners of my eyes as I turned back around and stormed out of the office wiping them away as I went.

I wasn't upset about kitchen duty as much as it was the principle of the thing. And I guess it was like everything that had been bottled up just came out, all the anger, all the hate, sadness, and regrets, along with everything in between and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

"Caitlyn!" I groaned as I heard Shane's voice and footsteps behind me. I picked up my pace and I heard him begin to run behind me. I sighed and wiped my eyes as best I could before stopping so he could catch up.

"Listen, he began, as soon as he was level with me, Can we talk? I want to ask you-" I glared up at him.

"Look Shane, now is not a good time. Actually, never is a good time. So why don't you and Nate just leave me alone for the rest of forever. It's been fun, but now it is time to say goodbye. So goodbye." I let my words sink in for a moment before I took off running. I heard him calling out to me but I didn't stop.

I had no idea where I was going and I didn't really care all that much either. I could feel tears on my cheeks but they weren't out of happiness or even sadness. They were numb. I was numb. I found myself running down the lake dock and remembered the last time I had been here and what had happened. As I reached the edge I decided I needed to feel something and I just didn't stop running. I could feel myself floating through the air, and as I did I looked down. The water was a perfect reflection of the sky: I was diving into the sky. I felt myself plunging into the cold, dark water and the numbness vanished from my body. I stayed under the water for as long as I could, wishing I could just stay there forever, hidden completely from the world.

Nate's POV

"NATE! Shane's on the phone! He wants to talk to you!" Jason yelled from the kitchen. I sighed; Shane had made a new record for the most calls home in one day. I took the phone from Jason.

"Hey."

"NATE! I KNOW WHO CAITLYN IS!" he screamed into the receiver. My eyes widened. "IT'S YOUR BEST FRIEND! THE ONE WE WENT TO GO VISIT IN THE LOONY BIN LAST SPRING!" he yelled again.

"How do you know?" I asked quickly, choosing to ignore the loony bin comment. I could feel my heart rate speed up as he said her name.

"Well, he began, "she was walking through camp crying, and I stopped, and then she started yelling and said something about 'tell Nate I said goodbye' and then she took off running in the direction of the lake." He recounted proudly. My blood turned to ice as Caitlyn's words rang in my ears 'I would drown myself in the lake or something'. I gripped the butterfly charm in my pocket and spoke into the phone.

"Shane." I said, not bothering to hide the crack in my voice, "You have to go and get her. Please." I was begging and I could hear myself taking shallow breaths.

"I'm on it." He answered. I shut the phone and pulled her necklace out of my pocket praying that he would get there in time.

Caitlyn's POV

I opened my eyes under the water and looked up at the setting sun shining through the clear surface. I could feel myself running out of air. I slowly propelled myself up to the surface.

As soon as my head was above the water I began to cough and gasp in gulps of air. I slowly pulled myself out of the water and onto the dock. With the last of my strength I crawled off of the dock and collapsed onto the soft grass of the beach.

I stared up at the sky trying to catch my breath and wished that drying up life's problems was as simple as letting the sun dry the water from my body.

So there's that...up next is Shane's confrontation with Cait at the beach :] it's one of my favorite chapters :]

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