Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Rock and Camp Rock does not own me!
A/N: Hey, thanks for clicking and I hope you read this super short story and enjoy it! This is my first story and it is very random, but still a little funny. I really wanted to post a story but I had zero ideas for one!
"So…" Shane began, fumbling with his fingers as he sat down on the grass next to Caitlyn. He was trying to ask her the best way he could, though he was a bit nervous.
"Yeah…?" Caitlyn was sure that Shane was going to ask her to Camp Rock's Social; a dance that camp would happen a have a week before Final Jam.
"The Social is coming and-"
"Yes! Yes! Of course I will go to The Social with you!" She answered, abruptly cutting Shane off. She looked at his face after a moment of excitement and her heart sank.
Shane looked absolutely horrified!
"Oh no!" Shane sighed, running a hand through his hair. "...no, no, no. I was wondering if you could ask Mitchie if she'd go with me to dance with me….." He was uncertain of what would happen next.
"What have I done?" Caitlyn thought, her face turning beet red, like when she was twelve and her mother announced right in middle of dinner that they were going bra shopping. All of her older brothers had clapped in hysterics.
"Oh, um…Okay! Yeah, I'll ask her," she mumbled. She really did like Shane, but Mitchie definitely liked him more. He hadn't given her any signs of romantic interest to begin with, but he gave Mitchie signs of more than 'just friends.'
"Great!" Shane said getting up from the grass and dusting off his pants. "Oh! Sorry for confusing you. Bye!"
A/N: Thank you for reading my first story! Please review!