Change of Heart
Ch. 1
AN 1: Well here's a new story...I hope it is enjoyed. I went back and edited a lot, so I'm now a lot happier with this chapter. In this story, magic does actually play a little bit of a factor, but not a lot; I might edit it out entirely, I haven't decided yet. This story was inspired by JBPone's "Love Addict", so any similarities are due to that. I do have a different take on some things though, so I hope that this story will be given a chance. Anyways, I do not own either Wizards of Waverly Place or Camp Rock. Here's chapter one of Change of Heart.
Alex's POV
"Please, Dad?" I asked for the hundredth time today. I know, it's shocking; Alex Russo never says 'please', but here I am. I was honestly debating getting on my knees. Not that he ever needed to know that.
"Alex," Dad said with a sigh, "how many times do I have to tell you? No means no."
"Why not?" I demanded. "You let Justin go to WizTech for a whole summer, so why can't I be gone for just as long?" In my seventeen-year-old mind, this wasn't just uncool, but extremely unfair.
Dad gestured wildly, reminding me very forcefully of a windmill on an extremely windy day. I fought back a laugh with great difficulty. If I laughed at him now he would more than likely become even more agitated with me. "Why do you even want to go to this camp?"
I managed to keep from rolling my eyes with extreme effort, but I couldn't hold in my 'duh' tone of voice. "Because, Camp Rock is the music camp. Anybody who wants to be somebody in music goes there."
Dad sighed again. "And you expect me to let my baby girl travel all the way across the country for the whole summer?"
"It'd be nice," I said as cheerfully as I could, mentally crossing my fingers.
"Okay," he finally said. I let out a squeal of excitement. "As long as Justin goes with you," he added, just before I ran out of the room.
"What?!"
-At the airport-
"Can you believe this?" Justin said – for about the millionth time this morning – as he bounced on the balls of his feet. He really reminded me of a little kid in a candy store at times.
I rolled my eyes, effortlessly pretending to be annoyed. "Justin, I heard you the other 999,999 times." Yes, when Dad told me Justin had to go along to keep me out of the trouble I'd certainly get in to, I was pretty irritated. But Justin's enthusiasm for something that wasn't totally and completely dorky was infectious. Not that I would ever admit such a thing to him willingly.
"Who knows? Maybe we'll meet some cute girls," he said, winking at me. Justin was the only one in our family that knew I was homosexual, and I was surprised that he hasn't spilled on me yet. Then again, maybe it was because he didn't view my whole 'get in, get what I wanted, then leave' attitude as being truly 'gay'. "Use 'em, then lose 'em" that's my motto. Then again, most of the girls I hooked up with were the same way. Most of them anyways.
I rolled my eyes and hit him playfully. "Come on, or we'll miss our flight." As I said this, a girl with long blonde hair caught my eye, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Hey, Justin," I said, shooting a glance towards the bathroom I had seen her headed towards. "I'm gonna just go to the bathroom. Why don't you head over to our gate?" I set my backpack down at his feet and headed towards the bathroom, ignoring Justin's attempts to call me back.
I ducked into the room, thanking whoever had designed this airport for the large amount of space it contained. It would be a lot easier to pull this girl away if we had a large area to work with. Casually, I leaned against the wall as she walked over to the sinks and began to wash her hands.
"Hey," I called, pitching my voice so that it would come across as low and sultry. As the girl's eyes flickered over to meet mine, I put on my most charming smile. "You look a little lonely," I continued, pushing my body off of the wall and walking over to her.
"What are you going to do about it?" she asked, recognizing my flirty tone.
What a bad girl, I thought to myself, and smirked as I came up behind her. I pressed my lips to her ear and whispered exactly what I would like to do to her, causing her to grin widely and turn to capture my body between hers and the wall. "That's not how this works, sweetheart," I said, gripping her wrists and roughly switching our positions. My lips attached to her neck, causing her to moan in pleasure. Her hands began to explore as I continued to kiss her neck, causing me to smirk against her skin. A very bad girl, indeed.
Her fingers tugged at my hair insistently, causing me to move my lips slightly lower. Just as my hands began to undo the button of her jeans, I heard Justin calling my name from outside the bathroom. "Alex," he called. "Come on, we have like a minute before our plane is supposed to start boarding."
I groaned and pulled away from the blonde girl. "What a cockblock," I muttered and ran my hand through my hair. "Thanks for the good time though, sweetheart," I winked, causing her to blush furiously as I sauntered out of the bathroom.
When I reached the terminal again, I punched Justin's shoulder in mock anger. "You totally knew I was trying to hook up with someone, didn't you?"
He gave me a smug smile. "Just because I'm fine with your whole 'let's fool around' and 'no relationships for this girl' attitude doesn't mean you can go and hook up with random strangers when we're supposed to be traveling. Just keep it in your pants, player."
I rolled my eyes and sank down into my chair, waiting for our section of the plane to be called to board. Once on the plane, I pulled out my headphones and slipped them over my ears, turning up my iPod to drown out the low thrum of the plane engines. As soon as we were airborne I felt my eyes slip close and I entered the realm of dreams. Little did I know at the time that my world would change after the five hour flight.
Mitchie's POV
"Mitchie!" a voice called from behind me, and I turned, just in time to be tackled by my best friend, Caitlyn Gellar.
"Caitlyn, let her breathe," the voice of Caitlyn's girlfriend, Tess, said, half-admonishing, half-teasing.
I laughed, pulling both of them into a hug. "Nice to see you guys too."
We took off, Caitlyn and Tess holding hands as always, and me dragging my bags behind me.
"So, what cabin are you in this year?" Caitlyn questioned as we walked.
"Um…" I was trying to remember. "Cabin 69, I think. What?" I added, seeing the looks of glee on their faces.
"Cabin 69," Tess said dramatically, "is famous for hooking up its occupants by the end of the summer."
I laughed again, disbelieving. "I highly doubt a cabin is going to help my love life, considering that oh, you know…it's nonexistent."
Tess and Caitlyn shared a "are you crazy" look. "Mitchie," Caitlyn said in half-exasperated, half amused voice. "Do you really not remember who had that cabin last summer?"
"Umm…no?" I stated hesitantly. And that was when I noticed the huge Cheshire cat grin that Tess was giving Caitlyn. Realization dawned on me. "Oh…guys, I didn't need that image!" I whined in mock horror, causing both girls to burst into hysterical giggles. "Seriously?" I asked as the giggles subdued, eyes narrowed between two of my best friends.
"Well, yeah," Caitlyn said as we reached the cabin door. "Remember, we couldn't stand each other until we had to room together all summer." She reached down to help me with my guitar case and pulled open the door in the process.
"Yeah," Tess recalled fondly. "We were total bitches to each other, honestly. But one thing led to another," she murmured, interlinking her fingers with Caitlyn's again and giving her an adoring look. I felt a brief flash of jealousy. No one had ever looked at me like that. Stop it, I told myself as we sat my bags on one of the beds.
"And we ended up falling in love," Caitlyn concluded softly, the same adoring look adorning her face. Then she grinned widely and turned to face me. "I remember telling you I had a date with Tess, Mitch," she said with a laugh. "I thought you were going to burst a vein or something."
This recollection caused me to smile too. "Yeah well, could you blame me? I thought she had drugged you," I joked, earning a playful glare from the blonde girl.
"I would never," she sniffed. "I have better methods of persuasion than that."
"I'll say," Caitlyn said, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively as she did so and causing all of us to burst into laughter again.
Alex's POV
"Alex," Justin said excitedly. "What cabin are you in?"
I pulled the paper with my cabin number on it out of my back pocket. "69," I replied, a smirk forming. How ironic was that?
Justin laughed, noticing my face and sharing the sentiment. "Camp has a sense of irony then," he joked, nudging my shoulder. We both continued to grin, each remembering the incident at the airport. "I'm in cabin 72, by the way." I nodded absentmindedly, tucking away the information in the back of my mind for later. Together, we continued the walk toward the cabins.
Finally, we reached Cabin 69, and both of us could hear voices from inside. Suddenly, I was nervous. "What if she's hot?" I whispered to Justin.
"Alex, I hear other people in there; it could be that she's already in a relationship," he whispered back. "There's only one way to find out," he added, giving me a light shove towards the door.
I shot him a glare and pulled back the cabin door, unsure of why I was so nervous. I mean, I'm Alex Russo, and Alex Russo doesn't lose her cool. The angelic laugh I was hearing emitting from the cabin wasn't that big of a deal. It's just another girl, like all the others, I told myself firmly, before I stepped into the cabin, Justin right behind me.
Mitchie's POV
The cabin door swung open, and Caitlyn and Tess stopped talking immediately. The girl who walked into the room was stunningly breathtaking and something about her attitude and the way she carried herself oozed confidence. This was a girl that demanded respect. I felt an immediate attraction to her. The boy who stepped in had to be her brother. Please let it be her brother, I silently begged whatever deities that did exist.
Caitlyn was the first to speak. "Hey," she said, offering her hand, which the girl shook briefly. "I'm Caitlyn."
"Alex...Alex Russo," the girl replied, glancing at me quickly. I wasn't sure, but I thought I saw a flicker of regret in her deep brown eyes. She jerked her thumb at the guy standing next to her. "This is my older brother, Justin, by the way. So, I guess you're gonna be my roomie for the summer?" she asked, looking back at Caitlyn.
I realized that I missed my cue by a mile. I cut in before Caitlyn could offer a response. "Um, I'm Mitchie…Torres…and I'm supposed to be rooming with you. I hope that's alright."
She offered me a warm smile, and I felt my heart melt. "That's great," she said, extending me her hand. It was warm and soft, and she held onto my hand longer than she had Caitlyn's. Her warm brown eyes drilled into mine, causing my brain to shut down as I admired their depths. I caught a glimpse of hidden pain and fleeting sadness, along with a hint of mischief, before she dropped her eyes away from mine, and turned to take in the cabin's interior.
"Great," I repeated, trying to think of something witty to cover up how awkward I felt and my burning cheeks. "So I guess it's just you, me, and 69." As soon as I said it, I wanted to take it back. What if this gorgeous girl didn't appreciate that sort of humor?
Alex laughed, instantly dispelling any worries I had in my mind. Her laugh was even more amazing than her smile, I noted faintly. Justin chuckled from the doorway, and pretty soon Caitlyn and Tess joined in. I had a feeling this was going to be an interesting summer at Camp Rock.
AN 2: And there's the first chapter. Like I said, I hope it was enjoyed. Click that button if you have any comments or reviews...they are most definitely always welcome! I hope Justin isn't too weird for this story; I was trying to make him somewhat more chill. Anyways, thanks for reading and I will try to post chapter two soon.