Today I was going to be leaving school for Camp Rock. But I was not going to be going alone. I could not believe that my mother finally agreed to let me go and she was going to be the cook there. That was the only way I was able to go. I started to head to my locker and waited for my parents to come and get me. It was a tradition that they always come and get me on the last day of school.
I got into the car and my mother asked,
"How was the last day of school? Are you excited to be going to Camp Rock?"
"I am just happy that school is over. You know that I hate school. I am way so excited for camp." I said.
"Oh Mitchie! You know you are just being over dramatic. You can't hate school that much?" My father asked.
I laughed and said,
"You just don't understand dad. But,"
Before I could say anything else my father screamed to me,
"GET DOWN! DUCK!"
I shook my head at the memory. That was two weeks ago. That was the day I lost everything. I was alone now. That day was the day I lost my parents. I walked into the camp and went to the kitchen. There stood a tall rugged man. He was very handsome. He smiled to me and said,
"How can I help you? The campers do not come until tomorrow."
"I am looking for Brown. I am supposed to be here today. My name is Mitchie Torres. I am here for the cook position." I said.
"I am Brown. I hired Connie Torres for the cook position. Where is she? Are you her daughter?" He asked.
"Yes I am her daughter and my mother is not here." I said with a sad look.
"What do you mean she is not here? How did you get here then? Where is she at?" Brown asked.
"My mother is," I paused and took a deep breath and said, "My mother is dead."
Brown looked at me shocked and he had his mouth covered. He starred at me and we stood there in silence for a while. Finally he found his words and said,
"I am so sorry. When did she die? What happened? I just talked to her not that long ago."
"I know. She died two weeks ago." I paused. I did not like talking about it. It was still hard on me. I could not believe it to this day. I could see it in Brown's eye that his next question is going to be about my father. I sighed and said, "My father died with my mother. They died in a car accident."
"Oh my gosh. I am so sorry. Is there anything I could do to help you?" He asked kindly.
I could tell that Brown meant what he said when he asked me if I needed anything. There was only one thing I wanted and that was my parents but I knew that was never going to happen again.
"Well, my parents always wanted me to go for my dreams and I always wanted to come to camp rock. I was wondering if there was a way we could allow me to come." I explained to Brown.
He nodded and said,
"I think we can work something out poppet. How about you take over being the head cook and work part time and that can pay for your way to be able to come to camp rock? Would you like to do that?"
I ran up to him and hugged him. I was so excited and Brown smiled and hugged me back with a chuckle.
"I will take that as a yes."
Today was the day all the campers were coming to camp. I walked into the kitchen to see the staff at work. I walked up to Lizzy. Her true name was Elizabeth but everyone called her Lizzy for short. Lizzy smiled at me and said,
"Morning Mitchie. How are you?"
"I am good Lizzy. Is everything ready for lunch today? We are having hamburgers and homemade fries." I asked.
"Yep, Louise is working on the fries and we were waiting for you with burgers. I remember you said you have a family recipe for it." She shared.
I smiled at Lizzy and walked over to start the hamburgers. The kitchen was like a big weird family. They have took me under their wing mostly Lizzy. She had this motherly figure that everyone loved. I started to show them how to make the hamburgers. I turned around to check on the fries and saw Brown was standing there. She smiled to me and said,
"Poppet what are you doing in here? The campers are coming. Why are you not out there?"
I smiled at him. Brown had become like an uncle I always wanted. He was caring and loving. He made sure that I had everything I need when I came here. Brown placed his arm around my shoulder and started to lead me to the door. Everyone in the kitchen was watching with a smirk. They thought it was funny when Brown did this stuff.
"Now I think your staff has it under control and you are going to be going to mingle at the opening." Brown said leading me out of the kitchen.
I walked to the stage and looked around. Everyone here knew each other. They have been coming here for years. I knew no one here. I was the odd one out. I was the new kid here. I bumped into some one and turned around to be faced with,
