Title: All for Nothing.
Genre: Romance/Friendship
Rating: K+
Summary: Post Final Jam. After Shane leaves Camp Rock, just after Final Jam. Mitchie loses hope in ever talking to him again. Was the eventful Final Jam all for nothing? Smitchie Naitlyn Jella.
A/n: I know this is rather cliche but I hope you'll read and hopefully review, baring in mind this is in fact my first ever Camp Rock fic, Which by the way, I am super excited about.
All for Nothing.
Chapter 1
No-one's Pov.
Mitchie Torres was rudely awakened from her slumber by the blaring sound of a guitar. Hovering over her stood her 18 year old pain-in-the-ass, of a brother; Danny. His smirk plastered all over the bottom half of his face. He placed the guitar back onto the stand and pulled the blankets that were covering Mitchie's head onto the floor.
"Come on Sis, I know I dont play as well as your little Shaney but I'll have you know, that it's your favourite time of year. The first day of school, and if you don't get up, you'll be late." Danny mocked and gave her a cheeky grin, turned on his heel and left the room. Mitchie tapped the 'play' button of the sound system and got up, and stumbled blindly over to her closet. Finally awake she flipped through a few outfits finally settling on a pair of black skinny jeans, a green tank top and a black zip-up hoodie with green stars inprinted on it. After finally getting dressed she headed over to her dressing table, banging her head slowly to the sound of 'Play My Music' that Caitlyn had kindly given to her, over the duration of the summer. She outlined her eyes in black and brushed her hair, then tieing it up in a half pony. Grabbing the eyeliner she threw it carelessly in her bag and continued through to the kitchen of the Torres house hold.
"Hey Mitch. Lookin' good." Danny greeted her a little more kindly than his previous and handed her a plate of pancakes. She smiled in acknowledgement and squirted syrip over the crisp pancakes. "Oh look Mitch there's lover boy on Hot Tunes." And before she had the chance to ask, he turned the TV up for her, rather curious as to why the ex-bad boy of the press had hit headlines.
"Shane Gray, has ended up in another pickle. While his behaviour and attitude have completely turned around ever since his summer visit at his Uncles Summer Camp. We have been told by informants from inside the Backstage and travelling crew of Connect 3, that while Shane hasn't been as rude or obnoxious he is looking to have fallen to depression. Apparently before and after every show, he locks himself inside his dressing room, only allowing fellow band mates, Nate Black and Jason Helms to enter. After both of the teens being questioned, still no information on the reasons for the current state of the 18 year old pop-rock sensation have been revealed, leaving fans and viewers alike wondering what has happened to leave Shane Gray in this emotional turmoil." The reporter announced standing in front of the parking lot where the Connect 3 tour bus was parked.
Half way through the report Mitchie's eyes has filled with tears, by now, they were cascading down her face, leaving her eyeliner smudged. She rushed for the bathroom and wiped away the make-up and reapplyed it as quick as she could. Feeling a tingling sensation in her pocket, she grabbed the vibrating phone from her pocket. The caller ID read 'Caitlyn' and Mitchie sighed and disconnected the call and turned it off. She knew Caitlyn would be calling to give her theory on Shane's depression, and at that currrent moment, Mitchie didn't think she could take it.
Mitchie returned to the kitchen and gave a small smile to her brother after he sent her a sympathetic glance. She pulled her bag up to let it rest on her shoulder and headed over the front door. After plastering a fake smile on her face, Mitchie inhaled deeply and stepped out of the comfort of her home into the humid summer weather and into the car.
SmitchieLoveSmitchieLoveSmitchieLove
Mitchie walked through the halls, that were jam packed with adolescents, greeting, hugging and kissing, their friends and partners. Mitchie sighed continuing down the hall looking for her locker where she could shed some of the weight she was carrying. Finally arriving at the red metal locker she had been assigned to, Mitchie entered the combo and opened it up, although as quickly as it swung open it was closed revealing a smiling Sierra. Mitchie couldn't help but raise her eyebrows at the very different looking Sierra. Her hair was tame and straightened and had been pulled into a side pony, her eyebrows had been plucked and she was actually wearing make-up. All the shock left her though as she was quickly greeted in some foreign language and was quickly informed that it was infact Latin. She still wasn't sure why Sierra insisted on learning all these different languages but still was supportive of her friend.
"You'll never guess what" Sierra said and Mitchie raised an eyebrow in question, "Well, you know how my Aunt works for a fashion magazine, well she came to visit and she gave me all these free clothes and stuff." Mitchie smirked at her and laughed a little.
"I'd never have guessed," She said sarcastically and they both ended up in fits of giggles. "Well I can beat that big time, I went to Camp Rock this summer. And I got taught by Shane Gray!" Sierra's jaw dropped in disbelief, and she started muttering inaudible things to herself. "Oh yeah, he sung with me too. He even kissed me on the cheek. Sung me a few songs, wrote one for me and went canoeing with me. But yeah not much happened." Mitchie said nonachanatly, trying to get a reaction out of her friend.
"WHAT?!" Sierra screamed, the eeked and blushed, burying her head in her locker due to the turned heads of the whole hallway.
'It's a shame I didn't get to thank him, or tell him I love him, wait love him. Damn it!" Mitchie said to herself not allowing onlookers or Sierra to hear. 'Love him. I can't I mean I'm too young for that. It's impossible, I can't love Shane Gray, I just can't!'
A/n: I am aware this chapter is incredibly short, I just want to get it up and out. Not only that but its really just the start so please dont kill me :D Well... you can if you review! Please Please Please Review. It really doesn't take long!!
Rach xox