Author Note: So now that school is finally out, I have a lot more time to write! Honestly I thought I was gonna be done writing for this ship after WSSTS, but inspiration hit? Haha. This takes place after Mitchie has "befriended" Tess or vice versa? Some of the events in my fic might be in different orders than in the movie I guess. So yeah... Well here's my third Mess fic.
Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock or the characters and I'm not making any profit and blahdeblahblah.
Tess was very observant, especially when it came to Mitchie Torres. And Mitchie's odd disappearances and hasty excuses only fueled Tess' desire to watch her more carefully. Only after the first couple of days, it became apparent that Mitchie was hiding something and Tess Tyler was going to figure out what it was one way or another.
So one morning Tess was up at the crack of dawn. She didn't know what time Mitchie got up since she was always long gone before Tess got up in the mornings. Fortunately, that time Tess was awake to catch the brunette girl scurrying around the room. Tess propped her head up with her hand and continued to watch the other girl that appeared to be looking for something. Tess could faintly hear the girl mumbling something as she was rifling through a pile of clothes on the floor.
"What're you doing?" Tess finally spoke in a loud enough voice to get the girls' attention, but not to wake Ella and Peggy.
The other girl snapped her head up and looked at Tess with a wide-eyed expression. Their eyes were locked for what seemed like an eternity and Tess impatiently raised an eyebrow at the girl.
"I was uh-" She stammered looking anywhere but Tess. "J-just looking for my phone."
Tess sighed and sat up in her bed, giving the brunette a skeptical look. "What do you need your phone for at six," She glanced at the clock on the nightstand before continuing, "forty-six in the morning?"
Mitchie glanced at the clock and then back at Tess and then back at the clock. The corners of Tess's lips twitched upwards as she was tempted to laugh at the girl in her distraught state. Mitchie bent over to continue looking for her phone in the pile of clothes.
"I thought I'd call my mom," She finally replied, blindly throwing clothes around the room.
One piece of clothing had landed on Ella's head and the girl groaned. Mitchie and Tess both snapped their heads in the direction of the noise but sighed in relief when they noticed Ella had gone back to sleep. Mitchie turned her attention back to floor where her her cell phone was laying and she raised the object in the air as if it were a dramatic moment.
Tess frowned and shook her head. The girl was strange on top of everything else that was off about her. "At six in the morning?" Tess finally inquired, before covering her mouth to stifle a yawn.
"Well yeah. I can't wait too late, ya know with the time differences and all," She quickly said and began walking herself backwards towards the door.
"Right," Tess retorted and returned to lying down. "Have fun with that."
Mitchie flashed her an annoyingly cute grin and Tess could almost feel her lips curling into a smile. She really did crack a smile when Mitchie had turned to leave and tripped over her own feet out the door. Tess shook her head again and let her eyes slip shut.
Tess couldn't quite put her finger on it, but there was something intriguing about the Mitchie Torres. Perhaps it was the girl's annoyingly cute grin that Tess couldn't help but grin back at. Or maybe it was the girl's singing ability. Tess clearly remembered the first day of Brown's activity and how the girl had to sing in front of everyone. Slight laughter had filled the room when Brown told her to start again because her solo was so low that no one could hear her. But the second time she began singing, the laughter immediately died down and her voice demanded the attention of the entire room. What Tess really found intriguing about this girl was that she could easily be manipulated. She enjoyed the fact that Mitchie Torres was putty in her hands and didn't hesitate to exploit it either.
Mitchie Torres lacked self-confidence, which made it even easier to manipulate the girl. And for Tess, luring Ms. Torres into joining the group was cake. Ella and Peggy weren't stupid, so they didn't even have to question Tess' motives. They could already figure out exactly why Tess didn't want Mitchie singing solo at Final Jam. Mitchie was a threat to Tess winning Final Jam, and the girl didn't even know it.
Before the Pajama Jam was even over, Tess had stormed out of the room and practically sprinted back to the cabin. She was seething with anger at Mitchie Torres for the stunt she had pulled that night. "How dare she embarrass me like that!" Tess shouted, storming over to her suitcase. She angrily pulled out her pajamas and changed out of the Pajama Jam attire. Just as she finished dressing, the very source of her furious state entered the cabin.
"Ella and Peggy are staying for the rest of the Jam." The brunette said, barely being able to meet Tess' eyes.
Tess merely sneered at the girl and stomped over to her bed. She reached for her cell phone as she sat on the edge of the bed and punched in the numbers of her mom's cell phone. Without ringing, the other line went straight to T.J. Tyler's voicemail. Tess groaned and snapped the phone shut. She felt like chucking the phone across the room, or better yet, at the girl standing in the middle of the room gazing at her intently.
"Ugh! Who does she think she is?" Tess thought bitterly to herself.
"Wow Tess. Whatever major loser?" Mitchie commented with a slight laugh. "That is so last year. I mean everyone knows that," She said as if it really was the most obvious thing. "Oh...well I guess not everyone."
"What?!" Tess snapped when she noticed the other girl was still watching her. Tess' tone seemed to startle the girl and Mitchie simply shook her head and made her way over to her bag.
"Look I-I..."
"You what Mitchie?" Tess said impatiently.
"Tess..." Mitchie's voice almost sounded pleading as she looked up from her bag.
"Spit it out Mitchie. I haven't got all night," Tess replied, giving the girl an annoyed look.
Mitchie opened her mouth to speak, but shut it abruptly. Tess raised a blonde eyebrow at the girl and sighed with exasperation.
"I shouldn't have said that," The brunette finally said, barely above a whisper.
"You shouldn't have said what Mitchie?" Tess asked innocently, as she got up from her bed.
"...what I said earlier." Mitchie met Tess' eyes with a confused expression as Tess slowly strode towards her.
Tess stood a few inches in front of her and mirrored the other girl's confused look. "So what exactly are you trying to say?" Tess asked trying to keep her voice steady. She was a good foot taller than Mitchie, which made the blonde appear even more intimidating than she was already.
"That I'm sorry," Mitchie mumbled looking at the floor.
Tess lightly cupped the brunette's chin and gently tipped her head up. "What? I didn't catch that."
A faint blush spread across Mitchie cheeks as she met the blonde's blue eyes and she repeated herself. Tess was somewhat satisfied with the apology, but her ego was still slightly bruised. She narrowed her eyes at the brunette and gripped her jaw. Mitchie's eyes widened with shock and Tess could see a hint of fear, too.
"Are you going to do something stupid like that again?" Tess questioned in a dangerously low tone.
"No," Mitchie quickly replied, the fear even more evident in her voice.
"Good girl," Tess whispered with a smirk.
A/N: At first I intended to only make this an incredibly long oneshot but I decided to break up what I've already written and make chapters. Yay? Well reviews are always appreciated...but I won't cry if I don't get any....
