Hi guys, I'm back ! Hope you didn't miss me too much. As I told you on twitter I got an idea for a new story while in Libanon, so here it is.
I only but the very beginning so you can tell me what you think about it and if I should continue this story.
The first Chapter of LA made me should be up tonight, no promises though. I wanted to put this on first.
So enjoy this little chapter and tell me what you think about it in a review.
Chapter 1 :
It had been three years, and yet she couldn't believe that this year, she would see the other side of the mirror. Mitchie was going back to camp rock for the fourth time, but not as a camper but as an instructor.
Brown had called her the previous day, claiming that camp couldn't teach her anything new so she might as well help him with some voice lessons and replace the old piano teacher. She had accepted, she would be happy with her summer as long as camp rock was in the picture.
Her mom was still catering for camp and she would still be able to help her, only in the mornings though. "Don't worry Mitchie, I'll manage and it's not like you were helping that much last year." Her mom had told her.
"Thank you, Mom," She told her and gave her hug before running to her room to tell Caitlyn. Her room hadn't changed much, the furniture was at the same place it had four years ago, the walls were the same purple color... The only change was what was hanging on the walls. No more connect 3 posters; she had taken them down when she came back from her second summer at camp rock. Shane hadn't come, not even for Final Jam. Nate and Jason came and gave her and Caitlyn their trophy when they won Final Jam, but he, had stayed behind. Even if there was no longer signs of it, she still liked their music, their sound was still the one from her first year of camp, only Shane's attitude had slowly came back to the jerk he had been before he met her three years earlier. He didn't come the previous year either, and Nate and Jason had told her about how he had forgotten everything about what had happen to camp two years earlier.
She couldn't stand to see his face every morning so she had taken the posters down. She pushed the painful memories aside and dialed her best friend's number. After two rings Caitlyn answered her phone. "I have the best news to tell you." They both said at the same time. "You go first." Caitlyn told her, once they had recovered from their laughing fit.
"Brown called me and asked me to be an instructor this summer." She said enthusiastically.
"Seriously?" Caitlyn asked her. "He called me too. We'll both be instructors!" She almost yelled in the phone. Mitchie and she were the oldest campers last year, most of their friends too busy with college and holiday plans with their class mates or their burgeoning music career, like Peggy. They hadn't competed that year, to Nate and Jason's surprise. "What's the point?" she had told them. "Caitlyn and I already won; we might as well give the others a chance."
"I can't wait for summer to come." She told Caitlyn. "Brown told me we had to be there a week earlier and that he would send me a plane ticket." She continued to tell her friend.
"He told me the same thing. Too bad we aren't living on the same side of the country we could have been on the same flight."
As Brown had told her, plane tickets arrived by the mail a few weeks before she was due to leave. She was all packed the day before and hardly got any sleep because of her excitement. Her plane was leaving Portland at 9 in the morning and was making a stop in California before it landed three hours later. She would be at camp for lunch.
She checked in her flight and waited for her plane to board, watching people passing her, catching bits of conversations on the phone, but mostly dreaming about how her summer would be.
Nine o'clock came quickly and she was able to board the plane. Mitchie had never taken the plane and didn't understand when the steward took her ticket. "First class", he read. "Right this way." he told her, showing her the way to her seat.
First class, she thought, Brown bought me a first class plane ticket. She had never imagined that, her summer was starting even better than expected. The plane took off and she found herself drowning into sleep quickly, not even waking up when the plane landed in California. The seat next to hers had been left empty at their departure from Portland and she was surprised when she woke up a little bit later, to see a familiar brown man sitting next to her.
"Here is your drink, Mr. Gray" The steward told the man. It's when everything clicked right into place. She was sitting next to Shane Gray.