Hope You Don't Mind

Yo, people! Please forgive my rampage on the peanut butter/marshmallow sandwich. It is actually a favorite of mine. People just look at me like I'm crazy and think, How the heck do you fit a marshmallow in a sandwich???

I'm babbling, as usual. The first part is Nate's POV, the second is Caitlyn's.

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Nate's POV

Grrrr. I seethed. I couldn't hold my cool in any longer. You know how it feels when a girl hits a nerve, and you know you don't want to show the fact that she's just so happens to be right, 'cause your pride is too big to hold in? Grrrrr.

"Yo, dude," Shane called, walking into our cabin, in which I had taken refuge in. "What's up?"

"She thinks she's so smart," I fumed. "What does she know? She hasn't been through all that before!" Shane shot me a strange look, though I couldn't exactly blame him. It's not every day your completely sensible band-mate/brother goes ballistic.

"Dude, I think you just picked a fight with a bulldog for a mouse too skinny to eat." Jason pointed out smartly. Shane and I stared at him. He shrugged.

"Got it out of a book." He stated. "Only it said, 'She's a thorn bush protecting a rabbit too skinny to eat.'" He held up the "book" he was referring to.

"'Princess Academy?" I said incredulously. "Since when do you read girl books?" Which totally flared up my frustration at that, Caitlyn girl. Just who does she think she is? Oh, it makes me so mad!

"I think you like her," Shane said slyly. I looked up startled.

"I hate the guts out of that girl!" I shouted. Shane held up his hands in a surrender sign.

"I never said anything about hating her guts, I just meant that if you hate her so much, you'll probably end up spying on her, and then you realize that she might actually be okay, and you develop feelings for her, but then something bad happens to her, and you know you have to save her, and you regret never saying anything good to her and she got hurt knowing that you hated her, and when you do save her, you realize that she actually likes you too, and you both ride into the sunset and live happily ever after." Shane finished, a bit flushed 'cause he used one breath.

I just shook my head. Shane was hanging out with Jason too much.

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Caitlyn's POV

Let me tell you one thing: Nate Gray is the most annoying person I've ever met. I enjoy firing back at somebody who had just insulted me, especially if it's a boy. But that's just it. He didn't insult me. He defended his friends. It just wasn't as fun arguing with some boy when he didn't actually insult you, not really. But the part that really gets me is the fact that he might be right. I was trying to be civil and behave myself, which, I admit, didn't work very well. He was right, I should have respected their privacy. But I don't GET IT!

"Caitlyn. You, who?" Mitchie called, waving a hand across my face. I glared at her, my expression clearly telling her to BACK OFF!

"Really, Caitlyn." Mitchie said innocently. "You've been shooting eye daggers at that wall for ten minutes. We kind of have to get ready for opening night. Are you going to do one of your own songs?"

"I don't have any songs." I reminded her, rolling my eyes.

"You should." Mitchie pouted. "All you do is mix stuff, but I've heard you sing and you're really, really good."

"No, I definitely can not sing." I shook my head emphatically. I don't know what got into her, honest. She knows I can't sing, I rarely ever do. Mixing is my thing, just what did she expect?

"So, what about Nate Gray, Shane's brother?" Mitchie asked casually.

"What about him?" My tone was icy, something I really didn't expect.

"Oooooh, you like him," Mitchie giggled. I was about ready to strangle her.

"I would answer to that, but—" I started.

"But you are answering by saying you aren't," Mitchie finished in Ella's high pitched, girly voice. I laughed.

"Really, though," I continued. "I don't think I like him very much. I mean, I've never met anyone who took a shot at me without actually insulting me."

"Yeah, but if you hate his guts you might start spying on him, and you realize he isn't so bad after all and as you work up the courage to tell him you like him something bad happens to him and you regret not ever saying anything to him and that he got hurt knowing you hated him and when you rescue him you realize he actually likes you too and you ride off together into the sunset and live happily ever after."

I sent her a disapproving look. "You've been hanging around Jason again, haven't you?"

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Hehehehehe… How'd it go, peoples??? It's kinda short, and I regret that. But I did update (more or less) quickly, didn't I? I'm trying to get into that habit. I'll update soon, I promise.

See how similar the two endings were? I figured I might as well put that in. Most stories are like that, 'cause nothing brings two people together like regret.

By the way, I have a poll for you, but I thought I'd explain them. Should I do You Wish or Flashback? They're both for Camp Rock. You Wish is the story about a genie named Caitlyn whose master ends up being the one and only Nate Gray. Flashback is where Shane's past catches up with him when hired bad guys come after him, seeking information from a secret he kept just a few years ago, but he doesn't remember it. What do you think???

I do not own Camp Rock.

I hope you liked it. Thanks to all my viewers who've stayed by my side through all my stories I have yet to finish. This is dedicated to you all, if there are any of you left…