Hello! Okay, look, I have a HUGE favor to ask you guys. For Final Jam: should Mitchie and Caitlyn sing together, or should Mitchie sing solo? And who should be the judges? Dee and Brown, or Connect Three again? Questions, questions……

Anyway. On with the story!

SHANE POV

I was in my cabin, staring at the ceiling, doing that thing with your tongue where it makes those clucking noises. Nate looked at me, annoyed. I waved and continued my clucking. Then he spoke.

"That was my non-verbal warning to shut up." He said.

"But you just spoke," Jason noticed.

I pointed at Jason and nodded my head.

"Urgh! You guys are really annoying me," Nate said, guitar on his knees.

"Well then leave," I told him.

"Fine, maybe I will," He said.

"We all have to, it's lunch time! I hope they're serving pancakes," Jason spoke up cheerily.

We all looked at him like he had two heads.

"But it's – never mind. Let's go," Nate said shaking his head.

We all walked out of the cabin and into the Mess Hall. Why do they call it the Mess Hall anyway? I mean, you don't really want to be messy when you're eating, and a messy kitchen is just gross. I'll have to remember to ask Mitchie. Her mom is the cook, after all.

We must have been late, because the place was packed already. But we weren't too late, because they hadn't served the food yet.

"I want to see my best friend…where is she?" Jason looked around the room.

I'm guessing he was talking about Caitlyn. I glanced at Nate. He just stood there, looking at all the campers. Probably thinking about the old days.

"Ah-ha!" Jason cried, pointing to Caitlyn. "There she is!"

Caitlyn was with Mitchie, and they were listening to an iPod and laughing. I didn't know whose iPod it was, but Mitchie was holding it, so I guess it must've been hers. We watched them listen to the music for a little while, and then Mitchie looked to her right, told Caitlyn something, and they both burst out laughing. Mitchie was really cute when she laughed.

They were sitting with a table packed with people. I recognized some of them, like that girl Margaret Dupree, who I recorded with, and her friend, what was her name again….Kelly? No, it was something else…Ella I think. And I also saw those two guys who did that trampoline performance, Barron and Sander. And some other girl who's rooming with Cait and Mitchie. Hey, I saw Andy! Andy and me are tight. Jason walked over toward the group. Nate and I followed.

"Hey guys!" Jason chirped.

"Jason! Dude, what 's the haps?" Barron gave him a high five.

"Nothing much," Jason grinned. He then spotted Caitlyn. "BEST FRIEND!" He cried.

Caitlyn giggled. "Hey Jase,"

"Jase," Jason said. He clearly was enjoying the nickname. "Jase, Jase, Jase, Jase, Jaaaaaaaaaaaasee…."

Mitchie grinned.

Caitlyn suddenly made a face. "Ew, change the song,"

Mitchie looked down at the iPod. "Whoops, sorry,"

That girl who shared the cabin with Mitchie and Caitlyn stole the iPod and looked at the screen.

"What's wrong with this song?" she asked.

"Caitlyn doesn't like electronic," Mitchie explained.

"Um, why? You make electronic sounds," the girl said.

"Yeah, but I'm not over the top. This song is crazy! Change it, please, before my ears bleed," Caitlyn groaned.

Nate smiled fondly. I looked at Mitchie and raised my eyebrows. She giggled.

"FOOD'S HERE!" Sander cried.

Margaret laughed. "Calm down, Sander!"

"Hey, Margaret," Nate greeted.

Margaret smiled. "Call me Peggy,"

"So, Peggy, why are you at camp rock?" I asked.

"Why are you?" she smirked.

"Um…"

She laughed. "I'm here because I wanted to spend at least one more great summer here before I go out on tour. I really love this place,"

"Me too," I smiled.

"Me also!" Ella cried. "Hey, Lola, do you want to get food with me?" Ella asked, motioning to the large crowd of people.

"Sure," Lola said. So that was her name!

"Mitchie, Cait, are you guys coming?" Ella asked the girls who were absorbed into the iPod.

"Nah, we're gonna wait until the line clears up." Caitlyn replied, looking up for only a second.

Ella shrugged. "Okay,"

She and Lola walked away.

"So your nickname is Cait, huh?" Nate asked.

"Cait, Caits, Caiters, C, you know," she replied. "But don't EVER call me Caity or Lyn, I hate that," she told him.

"So no one calls you Caity or Lyn?" I wondered.

"Nope. And they better not plan on it," she smiled.

There was a pause.

Mitchie looked up from her iPod. "Caity," she said, looking at Caitlyn.

Caitlyn stared at her. "Okay, okay, that was expected. But I will never again let that slide,"

Mitchie stared at her. Pause. "Gotcha," she looked back at the iPod.

Nate and I grinned. Jason was talking a mile a minute to Peggy, who was trying not to laugh.

"I'm going to get something to eat, okay?" Mitchie said.

"Okay, I'll come, too," Caitlyn said.

Barron and Sander jumped from the table, as did Peggy.

"C'mon, guys," Mitchie waved her hand and us to come along. We jumped up.

When everyone was back with food, we were all laughing at nothing. Everyone was making jokes, singing along to the iPod, and Barron and Sander threw a fry or two. Andy was using forks and spoons as drumsticks and everyone was laughing along to his beat and putting in some more rhythm. It was the best lunch I ever had.

When everyone was leaving the Mess Hall, Mitchie said to me "Hey, you guys should come and sit with us more often,"

"Yeah, this was fun," Caitlyn said. Nate smiled at her. She smiled back. Suddenly Sander whizzed by and grabbed the beanie off her head.

"SANDER!" she cried, giggling, "Gimme!"

The earpiece from the headphones in her ear flew out as she dashed after her beanie. Sander threw it to Barron, who threw it back to Sander, who threw it back to Barron and so on. Caitlyn was in the middle, jumping up and down like there was no tomorrow. Suddenly Sander switched people and threw it to Andy, who ran to Caitlyn and pulled the beanie over her eyes. She giggled at him and he laughed. Caitlyn pulled out her camera and took a picture of her and Andy with the beanie still over her eyes.

I noticed Nate was looking at Caitlyn fondly, like she was his girlfriend and he thought it was cute how she was having fun. I smirked at Mitchie and she giggled again. Caitlyn skipped back to us, camera in hand, looking at the picture she just took.

She giggled, "This is so going on my MySpace!"

I raised my eyebrows. "You have a MySpace?" I asked.

"Yeah," she replied, looking at me, "Do you?"

"Yeah," I said, "Give me your email, and I'll search you tonight," I told her.

"Look for me, too," Mitchie said.

"Sweet, I will," I told her.

Nate then jumped in. "Look for me and Jase on Shane's profile,"

Caitlyn gave him a thumbs up. "Gotcha,"

Caitlyn turned to Lola, "LOLA! ME AND MITCH WILL RACE YOU TO THE CABIN!"

Mitchie laughed. "Since when did I agree to this?" she asked.

"Just now," Caitlyn turned toward her, then back to Lola.

Nate, Mitchie, and I all grinned.

Lola skipped over.

"Okay, I need a stick," Caitlyn held her hand out, as if someone would give her a stick on command. Andy threw her a stick that he was using to drum on some tree stumps. Barron and Sander were dancing to his beat. A little ways away Ella and Peggy were laughing and shrieking.

Caitlyn drew a line and wrote START. Lola, Caitlyn, and Mitchie waved goodbye to us then lined up at the starting line.

"Ready…Set…Go!"

All three of them ran off into the distance, hair blowing.

CAITLYN POV

"Dudes, we should have a party," I told Lola and Mitchie back at the cabin. Look, I know they're girls, okay? I call everyone dude. Sorry if I'm not fond of language arts.

"What kind of party?" Mitchie wondered, breathing hard. We had run for our lives.

"I don't know, just bring everyone and we can sing and dance or something, just like a regular party," I said.

"Okay, who should we invite?" Mitchie asked.

"The group," I stated blankly. Who else?

Lola intervened. "So Barron, Sander, Ella, Andy, Peggy, me, you, Mitchie, and…?"

"Why not invite the guys?" I shrugged.

"Yeah, sure," Mitchie said casually, writing their names down on a slip of paper.

Okay. So I sorta said that because I promised Nate I would let him hear me sing. But ONLY for that reason. I mean, it's not like I wanted to see him all the time, or anything. It's not like I have a CRUSH on him or anything. Right? Right. Plus they're really fun to hang out with. They should sit with us more often.

"So Barron, Sander, Peggy, Lola, Mitchie, Caitlyn, Andy, Ella, Shane, Nate, and Jason," Mitchie read off the names.

"Yep," I nodded my head.

"Uh-huh," Lola said, heading toward the bathroom, makeup bag in hand.

Hm. Cool. A party.

Good thinking, Caits.

It's good for the Shane-Mitchie plan. I only suggested it so the plan would work, and plus, who doesn't love a party?

But it was just for those two reasons.

Nothing else.

At all.