Pushin' Me Away Chapter 1, a camp rock fanfic

Okay I am so excited right now. This is my first story, and I really hope that it will be popular. I named this story after a Jonas Brothers song, because I just love "Pushin' Me Away"! It's my favorite song on their new CD, which is awesome, by the way! Anyways, enjoy! And don't forget to review!

Run, run like you do, I'm chasing you
I'm on your tail, I'm gaining faster, you're going nowhere
Try to fix what you've done, turn back the time
The night is gone and then we're falling faster now

You're pushing me away
Every lost word, every single thing you say
Pushing me away
You try to stop it now but it's all in me today
Pushing me away
If you really dont care just say it to my face
Pushing me away
You push push pushing me away

Stop! Tell me the truth cause I'm so confused
Spinning round these walls are falling down and I need
You, more than you know, I'm not letting go,
I'm getting close, so take my hand
And please just tell me why

You push push pushing me away (x8)

"Pushin' Me Away" by Jonas Brothers

Kelly's POV

"Alright, let's do it from the top again!" yelled the dance instructor, Jessica.

I groaned in frustration. We had been practicing the same dance over and over again. The worst part was, I kept having trouble with the same move every time. I could tell that Jessica was starting to get frustrated with me. I had to work on my dancing, or else I would get kicked out.

"One, two, three, step! Slide, two, three step! That's it! Work it girls!" encouraged Jessica. Then came the part that I always fumbled with. "Jump, slide, spin, slide, jump, jump, and somersault!"

I messed up on the somersault part. I could do a passable somersault, but not at that speed. I mean, who could? The answer to that question was no one. Well, except for Jessica, of course. She could dance perfectly.

Jessica sighed heavily. "Okay, everyone, take ten." She sidled off to flirt with one of the janitors. Don't ask me why, but she thought they were cute. However, I had more important matters to worry other than Jessica's perverted taste in guys.

I needed to get my dancing straight. When I had first signed up for Jessica's dance class, I had thought that I would be one of the best dancers in the class. I had never been more wrong in my life. All of the other girls had been dancing ever since they could walk, and they were a lot more experienced than I was.

I loved to dance. It was my passion. I had always thought that I was an excellent dancer. I had always put on music and danced around crazily when no one was around. That was probably why I was one of the worst in the dance class.

The first thing Jessica ever said to us was that "You have to look good while dancing, or else, it'll suck." Dancing around in your room when no one was watching hardly counted as looking good. I had never really danced with set moves before this class; I had just made them up as I went along.

All of the other girls in the class were in their little groups, gossiping about one thing or another. I didn't have any friends in dance class because I wasn't really a people-person. I was more on the quiet side. Actually, I didn't have very many friends at all.

I decided to get something to eat at the snack table. On my way there, I noticed some of the girls glaring at me. They were probably mad because I kept messing up the steps.

The snack table was completely empty of any person other than me. The other girls wanted to watch their weight. Me? I didn't really care that much. I liked to enjoy life to the fullest.

I grabbed a muffin and some sugar cookies, and sat down in one of the chairs all by myself. I didn't really mind not having any friends. It gave me more time to think, and that was what I loved to do the most.

I tried to think of ways that I could improve my dancing. I couldn't ask Jessica to privately tutor me, because she would surely refuse. I didn't know any other people that would consent to privately teach me to dance better, so I was pretty much on my own. It was times like this that I wished that I had more friends. They did come in handy sometimes.

"Hey."

I started, and looked up. The person who had spoken was standing right in front of me, and boy, was he gorgeous! He had messy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I couldn't help think in my head, Nazi, but I shook the thought away. I was still recovering from the shock that he had actually talked to me, when he spoke again.

"I'm Alex. I'm Jessica's boyfriend." He held out a hand for me to shake.

I was about to shake his hand, but then I remembered that I had cookie crumbs all over it. Great, where was a napkin when you needed one? I settled for wiping my hand on my pants, something that obviously made him think I was an idiot.

He took his hand back before I could shake it. "What's your name?"

"Kelly." I had just totally embarassed myself in front of him. The crucial question was, why was he still here? Why hadn't he backed away slowly like he should be doing?

"Oh." There was an awkward silence, in which I thought of smart and witty things that I could say to him. Wait, why was I thinking like this? He had a girlfriend! "So, I noticed you sitting here all alone."

Of course he had. He hadn't noticed me because he thought I was pretty, but because he felt sorry for me. Well, I didn't need any pity from him or anyone else. "Really." It wasn't a question, and I expected him to make an execuse and walk away.

"Yeah... do you want to hang out sometime?" he asked.

My dropped in shock. I was being asked by this gorgeous guy whether I wanted to hang out with him or not. Moreover, he had a girlfriend. Wouldn't Jessica be mad? Well, she flirted with the janitors, so why couldn't he spend time with me? Although, I couldn't help wondering why he would want to spend time with me. "Sure."

"Here's my number." Having said that, he grabbed my hand, took out a pen, and wrote down his number. Funny, I was pretty sure that the girl was supposed to do that. Oh, well, at least I was going to get a contact that wasn't part of my family. "I'll see you around."

He left me feeling very confused. What was that all about? He couldn't actually like me, could he? A guy as hot as that? No, that couldn't be it. But then what?

"Alright, guys, break's over!" yelled Jessica.

I sighed, and got up to go start dancing again. Or at least, I would try not injure anyone while dancing. Or whatever my random movements were called.

The Next Day...

I couldn't believe it. Just a day ago, I had been a loner with no friends. Now, I was being dropped off at my apartment by a hot guy after spending the entire day with him. The "date", or whatever it was, had gone great. We went to a movie, and he had his arm around me almost the whole time. I had felt a little guilty, since he had a girlfriend and all. But it was just a friendly gesture, right?

Anyways, after the movie, we went to Marbleslab Creamery for ice cream. The day couldn't have been better. I had a great time. I decided to tell him this, since he was the cause of my great time. "I had a great time," I said, smiling at him.

He smiled back at me. We were now right outside my apartment door. "So, can I come in?" he asked.

I hesitated, reluctant to let him in. What kind of intentions did he have? "Um... maybe another time," I said quietly.

"Oh, come on, let's have some fun!" he urged, winking at me.

I was beginning to get a little afraid. Had this great day been a setup so that he could do it with me or something?

"Let me in." It was not a request, I realized. His voice sounded menacing. I shook my head frantically, and he grabbed my wrist. Hard.

"LET ME GO!" I screamed as loud as I possibly could. His hand clamped over my mouth as he dug through my purse for my keys. I was trapped, and it was all because I had stupidly trusted a guy I barely even knew. Why had I even agreed to go out with him? Now I was going to get raped, and lose my virginity. My whole life would be ruined.

"Dude, what the hell are you doing?"

I couldn't see who had spoken, but it was definitely a guy. Yes! Maybe I would be saved by this unknown person.

"Go away! She with me!" yelled Alex. I tried to shake my head, but his grip was too tight.

"Nate, Jason! Over here!" yelled the guy that I hoped would save me. This was even better. There were three of them. I would definitely be saved, unless Alex was a black-belt in karate or something.

I heard footsteps. The sounds of people coming to rescue me. Alex still didn't let go of me. His grip became harder. I was starting to feel a little dizzy.

Suddenly, Alex was wrenched off of me. I didn't have time to catch myself, and I fell onto the wood floor. Everything went black.