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Coming off the stage after Final Jam, I felt like I was invincible! I felt like I'd found my groove and I was ready for all the challenges. How could I have known it would end like this?
The first day of school is always the worst day for me. It starts the same, with me and Sierra meeting by the flagpole.
"Hey Mitchie, did you have a good summer?"
"Yeah, it rocked" I answered, "What about you?"
"I met a boy ..." she blushed, "Jake Wilson from Chem club..."
My mouth hung open in surprise. Sierra had a boyfriend?
"Wow!" I muttered, "Good for you, Sie".
"Well, I couldn't hang around on my own all summer, could I?"
It suddenly hit me that I'd never texted Sierra at all during summer. I blushed and looked at my feet. What sort of a friend was I?
"I'm so sorry, Sierra, honestly. It's just I met this girl and she made me ... well I did something stupid ... and then he ..."
Sierra smiled back at me.
"I'm over it Mitchie!" She laughed, "It's not like I texted you either!"
We hugged as the warning bell went. As we went into homeroom, I looked around at all the people in my class. For one second, I felt like running before I was dragged into the corner by Sierra, and she sat me down so she could sit with me and Jake.
"No more running Mitchie!" she giggled, "Surely HE'S taught you that!"
"How did you ..."
"Don't think I didn't hear your little rant earlier. I want all the details later!"
As the second bell rang, I thought how much Sierra had changed and then, I wondered how much I had changed too.
I'm not much of an academic and so, I kept checking my phone for texts from Shane or Caitlyn. There weren't any. Sierra kept watching me and soon, she started to get annoyed. At lunch, she asked to listen to my songs so we wandered off to the music rehearsal room.
"This is real, this is me
I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be..."
"Wow!"
The voice came from outside the door. Two boys and a girl had been eavesdropping on me.
"You're really good."
It was a statement rather than a compliment. They walked into the room and stopped in front of me. The two boys looked on me rather stonily as I tentatively smiled at them.
"I'm ...er ... Mitchie"
As the boys made no answer, the girl bounced forwards.
"Hi, I'm Lisa and this is Ben and Todd"
I looked around and noticed that Sierra had scarpered.
Ben was tall with dark hair that flopped over his eyes whilst Todd was short with blond hair spiked into a style that resembled a hedgehog. Lisa herself was stunningly beautiful. Her straight golden hair fell to her shoulders and her large blue eyes stood out from the palest skin that I had ever seen.
"Are you alright honey?" she queried.
"Yeah, it's just, who are you?"
Ben rolled his eyes and made to walk away but Lisa grabbed his arm.
"Stop it Ben", she laughed and turned to me once more, "Honey, eat lunch with us and we'll show you."
As we walked to the cafeteria, Lisa started to explain who they were.
"We're the REAL performing arts group. We can sing, dance and act and we do it our own way!"
I smiled at the fun and laughter in Lisa's voice. She looked like the sort of person who was forever cheerful and she made me feel included.
"We take only the best in our group," added Todd, "and you look like you should be with us."
Ben remained silent.
"It sounds great but I promised I'd sit with ..."
My sentence trailed off as I stared at Sierra, deep in conversation with Jake and his friends.
"On second thoughts ... I'd love to sit with you guys!"
I checked my phone once more and then sat down next to Lisa, chatting about which of The Jam's hits were better, "Eton Rifles" or "Down In The Tube Station At Midnight".
School term passed by in a flash. I loved my new friends. The boys were really fun to be with. Ben wasn't silent anymore. In fact he was a hoot! He loved to tell me his latest jokes, all of which I had heard before.
"Hey Mitch! Why did the hedgehog cross the road?"
I waited for the inevitable punch line.
"... To see his flatmate!"
Aside from his obsession with old jokes, he was an incredible violinist and plenty of the girls found his dark, brooding looks highly attractive to say the least.
Then there was Todd. He was incredibly happy, incredibly hyper and incredibly gay. Everyone loved Todd because he was Todd. Oddly enough, Todd was a Shakespearean actor. On stage, he was serious and solemn but off stage; he was the one Mitchie went to for advice on what to wear to the Spring fling and whether to get her hair bobbed.
Adam was the quietest member of the group; I didn't really notice him until I was singing one of my new songs. I'd written this awesome ballad but I felt so pathetic singing it.
"You try it Adam!" Lisa yelled
He just walked on up there and putting it down an octave, he 'Andrew-Lloyd Webber' ed it up. He wasn't shy, he just liked his own company and I respected him for that.
Emma was Adam's girlfriend. She was sweet but a bit plain and, though I hate to admit it, boring. Her life revolved around Adam and her costume designs which were amazing bold and avant-garde.
Lisa and I were really close friends. She was an amazingly good dancer but so different from Caitlyn with her classical style and ballet training. Everyone loved Lisa and despite being obsessed by dance, she maintained a perfect 'A' grade average. She was so close to perfect but her one weakness were rebels.
"Meet my latest boyfriend, Gary!" She announced to the table, "Gary, this is everyone!"
We all inwardly groaned at the latest effort she had come up with. A smoker, a drinker and a perfect 'F' grade average, Gary lasted three days until he dumped her for Roxy the biker Goth.
Cue Lisa's solo, centre stage with the spotlight on her distraught face.
"What did I do Mitch?" she wails, "Why doesn't he love me?"
"It's not your fault, Lisa," I answer, "You're just not his type."
"Why do I do it Mitchie?"
"Because you're Lisa, it's what you do!"
"Really?"
"Yes! You're Lisa Fielding; you dance like an angel, secretly love doing homework, fall in love with the wrong boys and then let them break your heart!"
"Oh Mitch, is that everything?" she looks at me sadly, "Is that all my life is?"
"Nope. You also wear inappropriately low tops!"
She smiles at me and then looks down at her latest item of clothing, a dress which accentuates her tiny waist but is almost indecent if she doesn't constantly pull up the top of it.
"It looks so pretty though." Her eyes are just watering now.
"Well, as long as you have me to tell you when to pull it up!"
She pulls me into a hug and after reapplying her make-up, we walk out of the bathroom in which our conversation took place.
By the end of the school year, I started to love school. Yes, I wasn't super confident but I could smile at the other people around me and say hello. I lived in the performing arts block; it's where we all hung out when we have a free period. The six of us were close friends now but the performing arts group had about 20-25 people in it, so I was never alone. My music had changed now. It was a bit more classical but still funky and most definitely rock still!
"Whoa Mitch," Adam smiles at me, "You still got that cool beat going on there!"
From Adam, this is a massive compliment. He has a hatred of "pop" music that borders on insane!
"Don't sell out anytime soon will you, pop star?" He laughs and leaves for his next lesson.
I smile until he rounds the corner and then slump against the wall. I hadn't thought about any pop stars for a long time and I had tried to put a certain pop star out of my mind.
"Snap out of it Mitch!"
I reach into my bag and grab my Camp Rock application form. Should I go back? I bit my lip and stared at the form.
"DUCKY!"
"Todd, you scared me!" I mock pouted and tossed my hair.
"Awww Mitchie, I'm sorry ... next time I'll knock."
I laughed as he searched for a door, knocked on the wall before flopping on the floor and grabbing the form out of my hands.
"Mitch ... it's perfect. It's got you written all over it! Well, almost all over it, you haven't filled it in."
I looked at my shoes.
"Spill." His eyes flashed as he focused in on my face and I suddenly scared of what I was about to tell him.
"There was this guy ..."
"Start from the beginning, honey."
I told him all about Tess and Shane, about Final Jam, about the 'no contact' since we left and how I wasn't sure if I was going to go back.
"Honey, I thought you had decided to be yourself?"
"Well ... yeah ... but ..."
"BUT NOTHING!" He shouted at me and I flinched, "You can't revolve your life around a boy who is a complete idiot!"
"He's not a complete idiot ..."
"Ducky, he let you go", he smiled at me, "He's never been so stupid in his life! And that includes the time he wore that dumb pink shirt!"
"Todd, did I mention that I love you!" I smiled at him and we both giggled.
"Now let's get you a FABULOUS wardrobe, girlfriend!"
We both ran off to next lesson, giggling all the way.
It's a week before the deadline of Camp Rock applications and I still hadn't sent off my form. Despite Todd's pep talk, I still was hesitating about posting it. Whilst everyone was having a little jam session, I was still debating over the issue. Lisa slid down next to me.
"Mitchie, what's up with you? You love to jam!"
"Did Todd mention my ... thing?"
"You mean the Camp Rock thing?"
"Yeah, I just ... don't want to be on my own."
"Well ... in case this happened, I had a plan ...?
"Lisa?"
"Yes?"
"A plan?"
"Yes?"
"Like your plan to skip P.E. by faking a note and then signing your own name by accident?"
"Well that was just one time."
"Or like the time you made green cookies to sell at a bake sale that didn't sell coz people thought they were mouldy"
"They looked so cool though!"
"Or the time you ..."
"Alright, Todd and Ben and I decided that if you went we would go too."
My mouth dropped open in shock. Were they serious?
"We don't have, honey" Lisa said anxiously, "It was just an idea."
I hugged her so hard that she began to gasp for air.
"I'll take that as a yes then!" She smiled and hugged me back.
"But can you guys rock?" I panicked for a second, "I mean, Todd's a Shakespearean actor and you're a ballerina!"
"Honey, we're not like you but we're in the performing arts gang, we can all sing and dance enough to get through it."
"I don't want you to do it because you have to ..."
"We're doing it because we want to ... for you."
She took my form and shoved it in her bag.
"I'll post it tonight with mine."
For the second time, my friends had helped me over the insecurities that Camp Rock had created and suddenly, for the first time since I left, I was looking forward to Camp Rock!
Well, there you go! It's my very first chapter ever and it would be rubbish if it weren't for my lovely beta, Wake-up soon! Please, any constructive critisism or just plain old praise (heehee) would mean I'll love you for ever and the person who by the end of this story has the most reviews can be in the last chapter!
Thank you xxx PJG