Caitlyn's Diary.
:)

Chapter Eight:
The Whole Shebang

Entry Twenty-One: December 31st, 2008

Went out to dinner with Shane, Nate, Mitchie, and Jason.

Emoticon moment - :D.

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We went to a really, really nice restaurant. It was called something long and complicated...but yeah, it was a swanky joint. They served escargot. Doesn't that just scream, "I'M FANCY! :D"?

It was all pretty normal until we got the menus. Then I sorta had to mention my worries about the cruise ship, because I have an extremely large, oblong mouth.

"What sounds good to you guys? I'm thinking about...err.." Jason made a face at the menu.

"I'll pick something for you, okay?" Mitchie smiled and Jason breathed a sigh of relief.

Shane's phone went off (his ringtone is so dorky, it's "Do You Know?" by Enrique Iglesias), and he checked the Caller ID. "Oh, crap, it's the label..."

"What the hell do they want? It's New Year's Eve...don't they have families or something?" Nate's eyes continued to scan the menu.

"I have no idea. Sorry, guys, I gotta take it," Shane signed before picking up his phone and exiting. Mitchie and Jason excused themselves to go to the restroom.

"This menu is in Arabic or something," I laughed slightly.

"I know, seriously! Eel? That's so nasty, who orders eel WILLINGLY?" Nade made a face.

"Heck if I know! Hey...Nate, can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Yeah, sure. Is everything okay?" Nate's brow wrinkled in confusion.

I sighed; "Nate, just...what happens when you go on tour, and I go back to living in the middle of a body of water? I feel like we're sort of setting ourselves up for heartbreak."

Nate's face fell. "Caitlyn, don't do that."

"But how can I not do that? I want this to work, but I don't know how it can," I looked down.

"Caity," Nate began, grabbing my hand, "I'm not saying this is going to be really easy, but I want this to work. You make me...so happy, and I think I make you happy, too. So don't say things like it can't work. Because if we try, we can do this."

"But - "

"I'll e-mail you every single day. We can call each other sometimes. And maybe I can convince my parents to get us a vacation on the Anne-Margret after our tour," Nate smiled and squeezed my hand gently.

He looked at me from under his eyelashes (can you say SEXY?) and I was putty in his hands.

"Okay," I agreed, "you're right."

"Am I ever wrong?" he teased.

"Jerk," I smirked and leaned in to press my lips to his.

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After dinner we came here (Mitchie's house) and well...that leads up to now. C:

Steve and Connie and Tom and Leslie (the Gray peeps' momma and daddeh...err, daddeh and momma...Tom would be a weird girl name...) are playing bridge. Jason, Ike, and Celeste are watching Spongebob (I think Jason has a crush on Celeste...he's always looking at her, and he gets SUPER mad whenever her and Landon go off). Shane and Mitchie are eye-sexing on the couch. God, it's so awkward to look at them! They're all:

Mitchie: I love you, Shane.

Shane: You're so beautiful, Mitchie.

Mitchie: -giggle-

Shane: -is cute some more-

Mitchie: -blush-

But I suppose it's kind of cute. In a sugary sweet kinda way.

And Nate – wait, where is that boy

...

Holy. God.

Nate just jumped from behind the loveseat

Writing notes AGAIN, Caity?

You're a jerk! Why'd you just scare me?!

I felt like it. You looked too content.

You're not funny.

Baby, I'm hilarious.

Oh yeah. Hilarious. Hardy-flipping-har har.

See? You're laughing!

Yeahhh. I bet Nick Jonas doesn't scare his girlfriends!

If you bring up that pansy one more time, I'm never going to kiss you again. Ever.

AHH OKAY I'LL STOP! Sheesh Nathaniel, no need to get so *JEALOUSSSS*.

I'm not jealous!

Oh really?

Alright. I'm a little jealous.

Wanna know a secret?

You know it.

You're way cooler than Nick Jonas.

Thanks, Caity. That makes me feel – could Shane and Mitchie be any mushier?

I highly doubt it. We're not as mushy as them, are we?

No one is as mushy as them, C.

Point taken.

So, what exactly do you write in this thing?

What exactly do you THINK I write?

Girly stuff. Hey where's

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Entry Twenty-Two: January 1st, 2009

Sorry about the abrupt ending earlier. Nate noticed all of a sudden that Jason and Celeste disappeared.

It was really weird because we asked Ike and he was like, "It's a secret." But they were back within twenty minutes...I don't know, it was weird.

We watched "Dick Clark's Rockin' New Years' Eye"...is Dick Clark even the host anymore? I mean, I feel bad for the guy...I think it's about time for Dick to cash in those pension checks and let Ryan Seacrest do the "rockin'" from now on.

It's like 2 in the morning. Seriously.

Steve and Connie went to bed. And Tom and Leslie crashed in the Torres' guest room.

As of now, Celeste, Jason, and Ike are sleeping on a pile of blankets in the middle of the room, Shane and Mitchie are whispering on the couch (basically, they haven't moved...).

Nate and I are sitting on the love seat. Nate's arm is wrapped around me, and he has his eyes closed.

I think I'm going to join him.

Night.

8:00 AM:

Wow. Wowowowowow. O.O

You know why Jase and Shane and Nate's record label called last night? BECAUSE THEY WANT TO SIGN MITCHIE! Apparently she sent them a demo tape secretly or something like a month ago...how crazy is that?! I guess that's what those songs in her closet were for.

Shane: (:

Mitchie: WTF, why didn't you tell me last night, you jerk?!

Shane: It was a weird time. Besides, I wanted this to be the first thing you heard in 2009.

Mitchie: -glomp hugs all of us- I can't believe this is really happening!!!

And guess who shall be producing it?

Yeah. ME. Caitlyn Gellar.

Take that to those people who thought I was weird, carrying my laptop everywhere!

I win, bitchez.

...and of course Mitchie does, too! :D WE'RE ALL WINNERRRRRSSSS!!

LMFAO TESS TYLER DOESN'T EVEN HAVE A RECORD DEAL!

Probably because everything that comes out of her mouth are the most conceited things I've EVER heard. Ever.

It's so weird that I'm leaving Mitchie's tomorrow. I mean...so much has happened in just a couple of weeks.

But I'm still me. Crazy-as-hell, unwashed fruit eatin', anti-Disney Caitlyn.

Life is good.

Emoticon moment. :)

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Entry Twenty-Three: January 2nd, 2009

It's six in the effing morning. This is too early to be awake (insert headdesk here).

I should be packing the remainder of my stuff, but packing is so...final. Even Celeste is sad about leaving. I guess her and Ike and Jason really hit it off. Which is weird, because I've NEVER seen Celeste act so nice around little kids.

Nate and Shane and Jason are coming over around 8 or 9 to say goodbye. And then I won't get to see them until they get off their tour. Why must life be so cruel?!

AHH, I JUST REMEMBERED.

When I get back on the ship, I have to start going to school with Dragon again.

Shizz.

This sucks.

ten o'clock am:

I just said goodbye to Nate and everyone.

I think I'm going to cry...

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"Bye, guys," I said, wrapping my arms around Shane and Jason.

"Bye, Cait," they both said. Shane and I exchanged a weird, complicated handshake that we learned during his last summer at Camp Rock, and Jason and I hugged more.

"I'm gonna miss you guys so much. And give Ike and your mom and dad hugs for me, okay?" I said.

"Of course. Hey, Cait, I you should go give Loverboy a hug. He looks like he just lost his best friend," Shane remarked, pointing to where Nate stood.

I playfully stuck my tongue out to mask my sadness, and walked over to where Nate stood, glancing down at his feet.

"Hey, Loser," I smiled, reaching out to ruffle his curly hair (because I like his longer hair, even though everyone else calls him a hippie).

"Hey," he smiled sadly at me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my head into the crook of his neck.

"I miss you already, Caitlyn," he breathed.

My heart basically broke at those words. It was strange to like someone so much that you wanted to hurt for them.

"You won't forget me?" I closed my eyes and breathed in the scent of his cologne.

"Never," he promised, leaning down to brush his lips against mine.

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Yeah, basically, I'm crying.

E 1 G H T O ' C L O C K:

We're officially back on the boat.

Mom burst into tears when she saw me, which made me feel kinda good, but yeah, I've been thinking about Nate and Mitchie this whole time pretty much.

I'm gonna miss Mitchie sooooo much. And of course the Gray boys are givens.

I'm really thankful to my parents for letting me stay off the ship for so long, though and

...Oh. Freakin'. Hell.

I just remembered that I have to spend more time with Celeste now.

headdeskheaddeskheaddeskheaddesk

Ow.

My forehead hurts now.

I guess it won't be so bad. Maybe she'll tell me about what went down between her and Jason and Landon (she started crying when her and Jason said goodbye...I didn't even see her say bye to Landon, though).

Hey, I just got an e-mail from Nate!!! Emoticon moment: :D

Email:

To: .
From:
Subject: I miss you

So, Cait.

I miss you.

A lot.

But I wanted to tell you that I did have a great time with you, and I can't wait until I see you again. I can score you tickets to one of our shows in Salinas sometime.

Oh God. Ike and Jason are running around Mitchie's house singing to the Jonas Brothers' third album.

Jason. Plus "Burnin' Up". Equals SCARY.

Save me!

I miss you,
Nate

P.S. - Did I forget to mention that I miss you?

I really am going to miss that kid.

Do you want to know a secret?

...

I think I love him.

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Katie Says: IT'S OVER!

): I'm depressed now. It seems like just yesterday I came up with this silly idea...

Thanks to all of you reviewers. You're the ones that made all of this possible!

What's in the near future? LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS of Christmas oneshots. Lots of Mitchie-centric stuff. Maybe another full-lengther? I'm not sure yet.

Please review with more than "so cute/funny" or "i loved it," what with it being the end of the story and me having run out of witty retorts. xD