You ever go through your documents and find stories you once started but never finished?
Well I found this story hiding in the mix of all my uncompleted drafts of chapters to other stories.
I HAVE CHAPTERS WRITTEN FOR THIS SPECIFIC STORY. SO UPDATES WON'T TAKE ME MONTHS OR A YEAR.
Apologies for those readers who have me on 'Author Alert'. I know I probably shouldn't even start this until I finish one of the many stories that I have started. But this story reminded me of the reason why i started writing eight years ago. I promise all my stories will one day have a fin.
Read. Review. PM me and tell me I'm over my head for starting this.
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Summary: Camp Rock story. Nothing to do with the Disney version.
Very OC. Very sarcastic. Very sexual, maybe? Use of drugs, alcohol and hints of sexual intercourse.
Mitchie sighed as she paced her spacious condo, looking out the window for her best friends silver Audi. Mitchie sipped from her yellow coffee cup as she nervously looked at the clock hanging on her kitchen wall. Caitlyn's car rolled up to her driveway, parking and happily skipping towards Mitchie's door.
"Mitchie pie, I'm here!" Caitlyn's excited voice echoed.
Mitchie turned around and saw Caitlyn's happy face visibly melt as Mitchie smiled sadly, "don't you dare bail on me, Mitch."
"I don't understand why I have to come."
"My whole bridal party is coming! The maid of honor cannot, not come! That's the rules of feminism!"
Mitchie tried not to chuckle at her friends use of a Mean Girl's quote. Caitlyn began to pout and whine; Mitchie rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"I don't want to go. A week in the snow doesn't sound all that thrilling!" Mitchie tried to cover up.
Caitlyn stood up straight, hands on her hips as she gave her a knowingly look. Mitchie innocently looked around, avoiding her best friends look. She could feel Caitlyn's eyes burning a hole into her face. Mitchie sat her coffee cup down and sighed.
"Fine."
"Yay!" Caitlyn launched forward and bear hugged Mitchie.
"But if he bothers me, I'm going to make it seem like he got frost bite on accident, I won't be responsible for something bad that happens to him."
"I know you still hate him, but don't you think its time to forgive and forget?" Caityln asked as she walked into Mitchie's room taking out a suitcase and started packing for her.
Mitchie sat on her bed and watched her best friend roam threw her closet like she had all through college.
"You know I'll never be able to forgive him without having to suck up my own pride." Mitchie said playing with a loose thread on her bedspread.
"I'll make sure he's no where near you."
"Thank you." Mitchie smiled gratefully, "hey weren't we suppose to leave like half an hour ago?" She asked looking at the digital numbers flashing on her Bluetooth.
"I knew you would be hesitant to go, so I told everyone to meet at my house around noon." Caitlyn said as she folded clothes after clothes. Grabbing a few random accessories that Mitchie would probably not even need, Caitlyn smiled.
"You know me too well."
"That I do. Now finish packing, I'll be filling up insulated cup with fresh hot brewed delicious house coffee that your lover Jeffery provided."
"I'm not seeing him anymore, I haven't seen him since April," Mitchie said as she packed a few matching pairs of lingerie and normal bra and panty sets. Mitchie shrugged her shoulders, knowing that she probably wouldn't get lucky on this trip, but fuck it. She's going to enjoy feeling sexy under all those clothes.
"Yeah but doesn't he still have coffee delivered to your house like, monthly?" Caitlyn asked as Mitchie heard the coffee pot ring start, and the aroma of fresh coffee bean filled her house.
"Don't fucking remind me! I'm still trying to file a restraining order on him."
"Mitch, it's just a pound of coffee."
"I haven't caught you up since you've been bridezilla these past few months but he's actually been driving around the area randomly, I really need to get my locks changed. Remind me when we come back home."
"Are you even safe to stay here?"
"Yeah, my neighbor Allan is a retired Marine and he's on Jeffery watch. He says he's harmless but I should still get a restraining order." Mitchie said smiling brightly at Caitlyn who stood at her door way.
Once Mitchie was sure she had everything, she locked her door and made sure her garage door was closed. Mitchie took a week off from her job as a second grade teacher. As Caitlyn went on and on about how 'exciting' this week was going to be, Mitchie tried to get her mind off of a certain boy.
"Looks like we're the last ones, I wonder if Nate packed the car."
Mitchie put down her sunglass and covered her eyes, the bright Los Angeles sun was warming up her face but the crisp wind was making her regret not wear a thicker sweater. Her yoga pants came up to her hips, and her zip up sweater didn't go all the way down, exposing an inch of her toned stomach. Her UGGs dragged along the sidewalk in front of Nate's and Caityln's house.
She opened the trunk of Caity's car and began to take out her baggage. She huffed as she tried to pull her suitcase that was twice her weight.
"Holy shit, Caity, what did you put in here?" Mitchie said as she continued to struggle.
"Only the necessities." Caitlyn winked as she pushed Nate towards Mitchie.
"Hello Nathaniel." She greeted him formally.
"Hello Michelle." He bowed.
Mitchie and Nate had always been close, since she was always around him and Shane, they grew up together, being from the same block, they lived a few houses away from each other. They were the three musketeers once.
"I'll get that."
"Thank you." Mitchie said as she walked away to have a brief conversation with Caitlyn about her packing what seemed her whole wardrobe. Caitlyn simply shrugged and looked the other way. Mitchie rolled her eyes and cocked out a hip with her arms crossed. Caitlyn wouldn't budge.
Mitchie then went to go say hello to Jason and his wife Danielle. They met their freshman year in college and stayed together ever since. Mitchie, Shane, Nate, Caitlyn, Jason and Danielle all went to the same college, becoming instant close friends.
"Forgot about someone?" Mitchie heard from behind her.
"Caity, I thought you said the trash gets collected on Thursday. They missed something."
"Ha ha, you wound me." Shane said sarcastically, holding a hand on top of his heart.
"Bite me." Mitchie glared as she crossed her arms in front of her.
"I would, but then I'd have to please you in the back of the car because I know what biting does to you." Shane whispered from behind her.
Mitchie still shuddered by this, and she almost wanted to slap herself out of it. She composed herself as she looked at him, dead in the eye.
"Too bad I faked all those orgasms." Mitchie smirked as she saw hurt flash threw his eyes. He stood up tall, recomposing himself as he felt a slim arm wrap around his waist drawing attention to her.
"Baby, are you going to introduce me?"
"Oh, right. Everyone, this is Tess Tyler."
"Tess, this is everyone. That's Jason, his wife Danielle. My best friend Nate and his fiancée Caitlyn, and this thing here is Mitchie." Shane said to the petite blond glued onto his side.
Mitchie tried not to make her self readable, and she was being successful as Shane strained his eyes, looking over her face, trying to get something out of her but she was a stone wall. Shane glared as his eyes quickly left her face and focused on everyone's awkward faces.
"Alright, this is awkward. Ella, Brody and Adam are going to be meeting us there." Caitlyn said as she clapped her hands excitedly.
"Danielle and Kevin will be driving alone since they're taking the entire luggage. Shane, Mitchie and Tess get comfortable; this is going to be a long eight hours." Nate said as he got into the drivers seat.
Mitchie was moving toward the door of Nate's Dodge Durango when Shane moved in front of her and opened the door for the blond bimbo.
"After you babe," Shane said.
"You're so sweet." Tess said as she dragged a hand across his chest as she stepped in.
"Gag me." Mitchie said under her breath.
Shane followed her, spanking Tess' ass as she giggled out, embarrassed. Mitchie rolled her eyes as she pushed the seat down, giving them the back seat. She sighed as she sat in the middle seat of the middle row, she smiled as she watched Nate ask Caity if she was ready and going off a list he prepared to make sure she had everything. Their hands met in the middle as Nate started for the road.
"Shane, I would appreciate it if you refrained from making babies in my back seat. Please and thank you." Nate yelled from the front seat.
Mitchie closed her eyes, not being able to see it was one thing but she couldn't stop herself from hearing it. Hearing their lips smack against each other as they moved together made her heart sink.
"Sorry dude." Shane chuckled.
Mitchie saw the look Caitlyn threw at her and all she could do was offer a small smile. Caitlyn took out her headphones and handed them over to Mitchie. She smiled and mouthed 'thank you.' As she put them on, she tried to sink into her seat and try to zone out from where she really was.
Shane looked at the back of her head, seeing the exchange Mitchie and Caitlyn had. Shane smiled smugly when she looked uncomfortable, but deep down he wanted to be next to her, cuddling her in his arm like he was doing to Tess; having her head full of hair in the crook of his neck, her scent hitting his nose.
There's not a day where Shane misses the scent of warm vanilla on his bed, clothes or apartment. Everywhere she stood her scent stayed, it haunted Shane the first months she walked away from his life. Now he was going to spending a week in a close radius, he didn't know whether to rub his new life in her face, or try to get her back. Shane just stared at her brown hair.