Yo. This is my second story, I deleted the first one because it was absolutely terrible. This is my first Camp Rock story. Please R&R :
Tess's POV.
I wanted to die. Im serious. I just sat there, in the corner, wondering what everyone was doing. I heard mumbles, and a few gasps. I wish my mother knew how I felt. I stopped crying, and got the strength to stand up and walk back to my cabin. I sat on my bed, there was an hour until Final Jam was over. I decided to sleep the shame off.
Peggy and Ella came in a few minutes later. I guess they couldn't find me. If they even cared.
I could hear Ella open up her laptop, she started typing. I could feel eyes piercing my face. They weren't Ella's or Peggy's.
They were Mitchie's.
My eyes flew open as Mitchie turned her head away. I sat up.
"What were you looking at?"
Mitchie turned toward me, looked at me and then looked down. "Nothing.." She mumbled.
Peggy and Ella suddenly gave me the biggest pity looks I have ever seen in my life. Mitchie actually looked like she cared. I can't believe I blew my act.
Peggy grabbed her guitar and started strumming, then I heard "4 Minutes" playing. Well, the chorus. It was my cell phone ringing. I picked it up and pressed ignore.
You gotta scream until there's nothing left
With your last breath
So here I am
Here I am
Make em listen
Cause there is no way you'll be ignored
Not anymore
So here I am
Here I am
Here I am
Here I am
Peggy sang that. I thought she was really good. She wasn't singing it really loud, the words were just silent and calm. Peggy has always been a good guitarest. I never really noticed until now.
Mitchie left. Im guessing she had to go help her mom in the kitchen.
Why was I so stupid?
I can't believe I did what I did to Mitchie. It was terrible; telling everyone she lied. I should have just confronted her. I know that she was eventually gonna tell everyone.
I got up and left the cabin, nobody knows, but I hide a guitar underneath the floorboard in the bathroom. Nobody has seen it. I grabbed it before I got out.
I tried to find a secure place to start singing, I sat on the end of the diving board. I started strumming "When You're Gone" by Avril Lavinge.
I always needed time on my own When you walk away
I never thought I'd
Need you there when I cry
And the days feel like years when I'm alone
And the bed where you lie
Is made up on your side
I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?
Nobody knows this either; my dad died when I was a little girl. I think thats the entire reason that Im a jerk now. I need to change, or I just need to teach myself a lesson.
"BAM!"
I turned, frightened.
What the hell was that?
It was Mitchie. She was carrying a box of chips and she dropped them. They spilled everywhere. I decided to help her pick them up.
"Thank you." She said quietly.
"Your welcome." I said back. I need to apologize..this just isn't right.
She started to walk away. I grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "Can I talk to you?" I asked.
She looked at me like I was from planet stupid.
"Uhh..sure." She sat down on a log that was sitting near to the diving board.
I sat down too. "Im really sorry for what I did earlier. I didn't know that it would make everyone..you know." I looked away.
"Hate me?" She said in a slightly angered tone.
I nodded sympathetically. I was truly sorry. I wish she could see that.
"Its okay." She smiled and looked at me. I.was.shocked.
I looked at her like she was from planet stupid. She shouldn't forgive me yet.
Mitchie's POV.
What the hell? Is she okay?
"Anyone in there?" I said, waving a hand in front of her face.
She was shocked, I could tell. She told everyone I was lying about my entire life yesterday. I knew she was sorry. I could hear it in her voice.
She snapped. "Sorry." She said that and just, ran away. I could tell that she was sad. Something else was bothering her. But I didn't know what it was.
Im going to find out what it is.
That was fun to write, lol.
BEFORE you ask me, this is not a Tess/Mitchie story. Ew, yuck. You will find out the couples in the next chapter. PLEASEEEE r&r. Thanxx :
