hai.
First actual Camp Rock fic.
This is another story inspired by a Miranda Cosgrove song.
Stay My Baby is like... Camp Rock essentially. In the song its like 'We met at camp, fell in love, but then camp ended and I'm like... dying without you.'
And I just started laughing. Oh, the irony!
So, here we go.
Fanfiction better fix the whole 'not sending alerts' thing real freaking soon.
Its bothering me intensly.
Oh, well.
ON TO CAMP ROCK!
Also, Shane is 17, and Mitchie is 15, almost 16. Jason, Nate and Shane aren't brothers... and weren't in the movie. Joe Jonas said so in a interview. Plus... it just wouldn't make sense. Oh, well.
I've been cramming for my O.W.Ls so much lately I haven't had much time to write, but I'll try writing this story fairly regularly.
Please review.
ily,
emilie
His lips pressed into mine, him holding me in his arms a we lay there together inside the canoe under the moonlight. I sighed and smiled at him. His dazed, blown away expression flattered me. I gazed into his soft brown eyes and smiled. I sighed.
"I can't believe it's the end of the summer…" I whispered to him. His smile faded and he nodded.
"I know…" He said.
"You go back to being famous rockstar Shane Gray, and I go back to being Mitchie Torres, total loser." I said spitefully. He smiled kindly to me.
"Your not a loser."
'No, I am." I assured him. "You should see it. I'm completely invisible. I have one friend."
"It can't be that bad." He said laughing. I shot him a straight face. He stopped laughing. "Wait, really?" He asked, in complete disbelief.
"Really. Some people don't have everyone falling at their feet, Mr. Rockstar." I spat, sighing and looking up at the moon. He looked to me annoyed.
"I just… your so independent and bright. I can't imagine people not liking you."
"I don't know if they don't like me, but… I just… I don't fit in."
"Its not about fitting in. Its about standing out." He said smiling. I started giggling.
"Way to make a cliché."
"Oh, You know what I mean."
"Yeah…yeah… whatever." We both started laughing. He sat up and looked at me. '
"Can I give you something?" He asked. I nodded and sat up. He rustled through his coat pocket and pulled out a small silver chain. It had a guitar pick on it. He took my hand and placed the necklace in my palm. I smiled at him. "This was my first guitar pick." He explained. He smiled at me hopefully. "Mitchie, will you be my girlfriend?" He asked. My jaw dropped.
"Yes!!" I squealed. He grinned and kissed me. I opened the necklace and tried to put it on myself, but couldn't quite accomplish it. Shane smiled and gestured for him to do it. I handed it to him and turned around. I held up my hair while he put it on. I turned back around to look at him.
"Shane…" I said quietly. He smiled. We kissed. I looked up at him nervously. "What about… I mean. How is this gonna work? I mean… you don't think your gonna come back next year, do you? I mean… "
"I can come visit you when we're on tour, and I'll try to come back next year." He said reassuringly. I sighed and nodded. "And I'll call as much as I can. I promise." I kissed him again and smiled.
The next morning at departure, Shane and I hugged goodbye. I found it even harder to be leaving him now, but unfortunately, I was just… ordinary.
"I'll call you all the time. I promise." He reassured. I nodded. "Know what? I'll call you when I get home. Oh, and on the ride home. You can tell me what you see out the window." I giggled.
"OK." I said smiling. I kissed him and we held hands for a second. Suddenly, two guys came up to us. Jason and Nate. I gaped at them. Shane blushed and looked to them.
"Um… hey, guys."
"So, where's my birdhouse?" Jason asked impolitely.
"Jason!" Nate said in grief.
"What!"
"Uhg,…"
"Um… Mitchie, this is Jason and Nate, my bandmates. Guys, this is Mitchie. My girlfriend." Nate raised one eyebrow at Shane.
"Dude, girlfriend?" He asked in disbelief. Shane nodded. Suddenly, I heard my mom calling me. I glanced over at her, then turned back to Shane.
"I gotta go." I said uneasily. Shane turned to me. He nodded.
"Yeah… me too, I guess." Shane took a second and looked to Nate and Jason threateningly. They nodded and backed off.
"I'll miss you."
"Me too. I'll call you later, ok? We can talk about how much I miss you." He said smiling. I blushed. I kissed him and he hugged me tightly.
"Bye…" I said quietly. He smiled at me and waved. I turned and walked toward the van. I got in the passenger seat and looked back to Shane. He smiled at me and waved. I waved back smiling solemnly.
This was going to be a long year.
Did anyone get the Harry Potter refernce up at the top authors note?
Lol.
This chapter is brought to you by the letter J!
