Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock
Mitchie was just waking up from a really good dream, she was at Camp Rock and Shane Gray sang with her, but wait that actually happened. Shane did sing with her, but that was months ago, now it was October and she really missed her Camp friends. She has talked to all of them, yes even Tess, except for Shane.
She sat up and stretched, then got dressed. She decided to wear the outfit that she wore for the Final Jam, a purple, long-sleeved top with black jeans, as she was getting ready she was listening to the new Connect 3 CD, it was filled with songs that the boys wrote. She also checked the weather to see if it would be cold that day, she decided to wear a jacket. She looked in her closet and found one, it was the leather jacket that Shane wore to the Final Jam and let her wear when they were at the docks, she forgot to give it back.
As she put it on she couldn't help but think of him, that night after the Final Jam she met him out at the docks where they spent a good few hours talking, with her explaining why she lied and everything, he understood her reason for lying. During their chat she started to get cold and him seeing this pulled off his jacket and put it around her shoulders. After they said goodnight at her cabin door, after he walked her there, and she was already inside did she remember that she had his jacket, she just decided to give it to him the next morning before they left, but that night was the last time she saw him. She didn't have his number and he didn't have hers, so they couldn't talk that way.
She walked down the stairs and sat down at the table to eat the breakfast her mom made for her. While she was eating, she was talking to her mother, when she finished she left the house and walked to school. When she entered she walked to her locker and opened it only for it to be closed right in her face, almost crushing her fingers, when she looked and saw who it was she wasn't surprised, it was her worst enemy Tammi Sanderson.
"Hello Bitchie."
"Tammi."
"So how does it feel to have no friends?"
Did she forget to mention that Sierra ditched her to become popular.
"I don't know what you're talking about I have friends."
"Oh really?"
"Yes really."
"And where are they?"
"Right behind you."
Both girls looked and saw a girl with curly hair and a glare focused on Tammi.
"CAITLYN!"
"MITCHIE!"
They hugged and squealed and basically just caught up.
"What are you doing here?"
"What your mom didn't tell you? I'm moving here and going to school here with you."
"Really?"
"Yep, actually I'm moving in with you."
"No way!"
"Yep. Also I have another surprise for you."
"What?"
"That."
Caitlyn pointed down the hall, where when she turned around, Mitchie could see six people standing there smiling at her.
"PEGGIE! ELLA! TESS! LOLA! BARON! SANDER!"
"MITCHIE!"
They all ran up to her and hugged her while catching up. When the bell rang to go to class Mitchie looked at all of their schedules to see where they would be going first period, surprisingly they were all in her first period. She told them what to bring as she was collecting her things from her locker and had them follow her to the classroom. When they entered everyone looked at them, as Mitchie introduced them to the teacher.
"Hi Mr. Smith, these are the new students."
"Ah yes, thank you Mitchie. Now why don't you stand up here and tell us a bit about yourselves then you may go sit where you can find an empty seat."
"Alright sir."
Caitlyn decided to go first she stood up in front of the class and just stared at them for about a minute.
"Hi my name is Caitlyn Gellar, I'm from San Diego. I'm an only child, and my parents are chefs. I have a boyfriend and my best friend is Mitchie. I guess that's it, alright Ella your up."
With that said Caitlyn went and sat next to Mitchie as Ella stood where Caitlyn stood, she basically said the same things about herself as Caitlyn did then went and sat next to Mitchie. The teacher had to leave about half way through the introductions for an emergency teachers meeting. It went on like this with the others till it was Tess's turn to introduce herself.
"Hi, my name is Tess Tyler, and my mom is TJ Tyler. I'm an only child and I am a really good singer, just not as good as Mitchie."
"What do you mean she isn't a good singer, I bet she can't even sing and her mom paid you guys to be her friends."
"Excuse me. Mitchie is one of the best singers I have ever heard."
"Yeah right."
"Tess just leave it."
"No Mitch I won't they are insulting you."
"Tess. Leave it."
"Fine."
Tess went and sat down in a chair near Mitchie and the teacher came back in a few minutes later and got on with class. At the end of the period Mitchie showed the others their classes then went to hers. All throughout the day Mitchie and her friends were asked the same questions, "Is Mitchie's mom paying you?" "Is Mitchie paying you?" "Is this a pity friendship?" it was making her friends angry.
At the end of the day Mitchie and all of her friends went to her house to hang out and to eat. When they arrived they all said hi to Connie and went up to Mitchie's room where they hung out and talked for hours, while finishing their homework. Finally Tess asked the question that had been on all of their minds.
"Mitchie, why do those people think that your mom is paying us to be friends with you?"
"Because, I'm not what they would call popular. I mean my only friend besides you guys, Sierra, ditched me to become popular."
"Your kidding?"
"Nope."
"That bitch."
"Yeah, but oh well I have you guys."
They spent the rest of the time that the others were there just catching up and talking then when the others left and it was time for dinner Caitlyn and Mitchie went and ate then went back to their rooms and got ready for bed.
As Mitchie was falling asleep, she thought that her week couldn't get better. Meanwhile Caitlyn was thinking that a certain pop star was going to freak when he found out how Mitchie was being treated at her school. With those last thoughts both girls drifted into dreamland with a smile on their faces.
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