A/N: Hello, my dear people :) I thought a lot about writing this story, and now I finally decided to make my idea come true. It´s still about Rece, but in a different color. It´s practically based on one movie I saw lately, it´s called But I´m a Cheerleader and I think that movie was just...wow. But I was also pretty shocked when I found out, that something like these camps are in USA for real! I can´t even imagine that...
So here is the story, I hope you guys will like it. I will try to do my best in this story, and I will also try to make it as long as I can.
Read, enjoy and review :)
Love you, Author xxx
Chapter 1 :Where the hell am I?
Cece´s P.O.V
My mother quickly grabbed all my bags and put it on the ground in front of the camp I was going to. Of course I didn´t want to be there. It looked like a terrible nightmare in the land of Hannah Montana and magic unicorns.
When I looked on the camp for the first time, I was thinking that it wasn´t real, that my mother was just kidding me or trying to make me believe that there IS something worse than the dentist ambulance.
After this, I tottaly believed her.
In front of the camp was a board, and there was written – True Directions, you will find them here.
Bullshit.
„Mom, are you serious?", I asked her one more time. I was really scared of all those pink and blue buildings out there in the camp.
My mom sighed and put both of her hands on my shoulders.
„It´s for your best, honey. Believe me, you will like it in here.", she said to me and I crossed my arms on my chest and rolled my eyes.
„How many times do I have to tell you, that I am not sick!", I said and got a little bit angry at this point.
She looked on the ground and then back at me. We had this discussion like a million times before, but she was still telling me, that I was that wrong one, and that she was right.
„I will call you later, to ask how you are, okay? Have fun, honey.", she said, kissed me on forehead and drove away.
I just watched her car disappearing and I sat up on my bag.
Great, she didn´t even start the talk. Of course, everyone were laughing on her, that she has a gay daughter and that was probably pissing her off. But that´s not my problem. I am not suppose to be in this fucking camp, I didn´t even believe that something like this exist!
But it´s seems it does.
Shit, this can´t be happening to me!
„Oh, you must be Cecelia!", I heard from my behind and I stood up and looked at the woman standing in front of me.
She could be, like 40 years old, she had shorter blond hair and she was...dressed in pink. Pure pink.
I think I am gonna puke in every minute...
„Cece.", I corrected her a little coldly and she shook my hand and didn´t stop smiling like an naivne idiot.
„Welcome here, to the True Directions, Cece! I am Ms. Robertson. William, my son, will take your bags to your room, I will show you the camp, okay?", she said and I nodded, still trying to act as cold as I could.
William took my bags, and when I saw him, I thought he was gay too. That would be pretty ironic, if her son would be a homo too. Right?
Anyways, I knew this was going to be a pure hell for me. She guided me past the blue house. No, I am serious, that house was all over blue!
„So here is the boy part, here is where they live. You can see all the playgrounds we have here, to show them how to be a real mans. And right there is the house you will be living in with the other girls.", she said and pointed on a pure pink house.
My mouth was wide opened and I thought that Nicki Minaj probably sold this house for this camp.
„In the other house will we learn how to cook, how to take care of a baby and how to do other homework. It will be fun, you´ll see.", she said in her sick happy tone and I kept praying that this was only a really bad dream, nothing more.
But I was wondering, when will I finally wake up.
„Do you like it in here?", she asked me and I couldn´t be honest. But...I couldn´t lie, that just wasn´t me.
„Um...I think I am just into different colors, you know.", I said and tried to sound not too annyoed.
Ms. Robertson looked at me like she was dissapointed, but then her face turned to the same she was a minute ago.
„I have to tell you some of our rules first."
I nodded and waited for her to say them.
„You will do what we will tell you to do. No smoking, no alcohol, no drugs and no sex! And if you will follow our rules, you will see that you will be happy again, and of course, you will find your true direction.", she said with that pathetic smile and I smiled back with the most fake smile I had.
„Okay, so this is your room. You will share the room together with the other girls. Have fun, I will see you later.", she said and waved, then walked out of the room I was in with the others.
„Why the hell is everything pink here?", I asked them and sat up on the bed that was suppose to be mine.
There were three other girls in the room.
One of them looked pretty intelectual and I was wondering what was she doing here – I never saw an intelectual lesbian. She looked pretty silent, she didn´t even look at me.
„I think they are just trying to make us feel like a real womans.", the other one told me.
She was pure gothic, dressed up in black leather dress and her eyes were so dark I was afraid to look into them.
„Yeah, they are just thinking that some stupid color will change us. Bullshit.", I said, but then I realized their looks.
That silent one looked at me and then back to her book she was reading. Her look was telling me something like – But we want change ourselfes.
The goth girl gave me the same look and then I noticed the last girl who was sitting on her bed on the other side of the room.
She was laying on her bed and writing something in her notepad. She looked she was in my age and she was just...breathtaking...
She had long brown curly hair, she was pretty tall and I guess she was half-black, but I wasn´t sure. The only thing I was sure with was, that there was something about her that definitely got my attention.
But she didn´t say anything. She didn´t even look at me, she just kept writing something in her notepad, not caring about anything else.
I didn´t want to do what they wanted me to do in the camp, but I thought it will be nice if I will at least know the other girls, who were there with me.
„So...what´s your name?", the goth asked me before I could ask the same question and I looked back at her after another few minutes I was staring at that pretty girl.
„I am Cece Jones, and you are?", I asked.
„I am Tracy. And that is Cat.", she said and pointed on the quiet girl, who looked at me and smiled shyly.
„Nice to meet you girls.", I said with a warm smile and then I looked back at that girl.
„And you are?", I asked a little louder, to got her attention.
She raised her head from the notepad and looked at me curiously. I was amazed by her big brown eyes, when they met mine dark ones...
NO, I am not like this! I can´t fall for a girl who I don´t even know yet! I did this mistake many times before and I don´t want to do it again.
„Rocky.", she said and smiled, but her smile quickly dissapeared as she looked back to the notepad.
I frowned and Tracy rolled her eyes.
„She came just a few hours before you. She is less speaking than Cat and that is just sick. I mean, look at me, I am suppose to not speak, because I look like one of those creepy goths, but I am not like that. And I hope that you are talking more than these two, because if not, I think I will lost my mind here.", she said and I saw she meant it.
„Don´t you worry. We will survive it here, all together.", I said and felt the power of my words.
Was I naive when I thought that it was true? I mean, I didn´t know those girls for more like 5 minutes and they looked like they wanted to „find their true direction".
Fuck, how could they even think that they can change who they are? It´s not possible.
But I will mind my own bussines. I don´t care how will they survive this camp, but I am sure I will be still me and I wont change a thing about me.
Pride. That will stay with me forever.
Rocky´s P.O.V
This place was seriously scaring me. I still didn´t know what exactly was I doing here. I am not gay, I never had a girlfriend, I never kissed some other girl, so what?
But my parents thought so, so am I here, at this creepy place. Sorry – creepy pink place. Since I am a good daughter, I listened to my parents and I came to this camp with no complaining.
*sigh* Why? I still don´t understand. I was perfect student, perfect daughter and I had never problems with something. So why are my parents thinking I am gay? I don´t understand why are they torturing me like this...
When I got to my room, that I was sharing with two other girls, I jumped on my bed and started writing some of my lyrics. Oh yeah, I love songwriting. And also dancing, but I think it will be weird, if I would start dancing in front of those girls.
One of them was especially scaring me – she looked like a zombie.
Ms. Robertson was pretty nice with me, I liked her a little, even when I thought she was insane, but what, everyone are somehow...different, no?
Who knows, maybe it wont be so bad. I will be only doing typical things for girls, and that´s what I was doing before.
Yes, Rocky Blue is strong girl. She can do it.
In the afternoon, this new girl joined us. I wasn´t looking at her much, but I noticed her fire hair and how small she was. And when I heard her talking, I knew she wasn´t like those other girls.
She wasn´t afraid of something, she seemed to be so...proud of herself, she wanted to fight for herself and I must tell I liked it.
Cece. That was her name. Name of a girl, with an attitude, but still...I liked that. I also noticed the way she was looking at me and that scared me.
She was probably thinking I am a gay too, but I am not. To be honest, yeah, it was like a compliment, that a pretty girl like that was looking at me that way, but...
No, I can´t be thinking like this! No, no, no, no.
Remember Rocky, you are straight. You will have a perfect husband one day, and a lot of kids with him, perfect doctor carrier and a lot of money. And most important – happy life, in the right direction.
But...do I really know what „happy" means to me?
Cece´s P.O.V
We were sitting together with the boys in some room and waiting what will came next. Then Ms. Robertson walked in with her typical wide smile and there was a big brown man, dressed up in blue shorts and blue T-shirt, who walked in together with her.
„Who´s that guy?", I asked Tracy.
„He is teaching boys how to be a real mans. I heard that he was gay in his past, but True Directions made him a straight guy.", she whispered to me and I giggled when I saw, how gayly was he acting.
Yeah, because he „isn´t" gay anymore.
„So, Cece and Rocky, you both are new here and you should know everyone else here, in the True Directions.", Ms. Robertson said and pointed on Tracy.
„Tracy, can you please start?"
Tracy rolled her eyes and stood up.
„My name is Tracy, I like goth music as you can see, I am from Boston and...I am gay.", she said and sat up.
Then the next one, Cat stood up.
„I-I am Catherine, I l-like readi-ing a-nd I am g-gay.", she said more in whisper, I saw how nervous she was, and then she sat up too.
I frowned and looked at Rocky, who looked like she was thinking the same thing I was. That this was just fucking crazy! But of course, she was more nonchalant.
„Hey, I´m Mike, I am wrestler from LA and I am gay.", said an asian guy, who smiled at us and sat back on his place. He looked pretty sympathic to me.
„So, I am Nickolas, I am from New York City, I would love to be on Broadway one day...and I am gay.", said a boy who looked like a typical real gay. His voice was pretty high, and so was his acting. But what, I liked those, they are just cute.
„My name is Jeremy,I am jewish from Ohio and I am gay.", said the last one and then Ms. Robertson looked back at us and clapped her hands.
„So, who is gonna be the first to tell us something about herself?", she asked and I looked at Rocky, who looked pretty nervous...She wasn´t sure probably, I saw some pain in her eyes, so I stood up.
„My name is Cece, I am from Chicago, I love dancing and music and yeah, I am pretty sure I´m gay.", I said with a smile and sat up back.
Everyone clapped their hands, even when I don´t know why.
„Great, Cece! You made your first step to find your true direction!", Ms. Robertson said and I frowned.
„Really? And what was it?"
„You admited that there is something wrong with you and we will make it right here.", she said and I got angry.
„I didn´t admit there is something wrong with me, because there isn´t . I am proud of being who I am.", I said and I saw her strict look.
But she wasn´t going to fight with me. She sighed and looked up to Rocky.
„It´s your turn, Rocky.", she said and Rocky slowly stood up. I saw she was nervous as hell and I wanted to help her, but I wasn´t sure how to do that.
„Um, my name is Rocky, I am from Chicago and I-I...", she stopped right there and I was pretty surprised she was from Chicago too.
I mean, I never saw prettier girl in the town, how was that possible I didn´t meet her sooner? Why didn´t I saw her in school or somewhere else? Probably she was going to other school, duh.
„Aaaaand?", Ms. Robertson tried to got from her that one sentence, but Rocky started crying instead.
„I-I can´t say that, because I am not gay.", she said and I felt so sorry for her in that moment.
Yeah, I was actually pretty dissapointed she wasn´t playing for my team...
„Oh honey, just admit it. It will be fine, I promise.", she tried to make her comfortable, but it wasn´t working.
Rocky just ran from the room outside and everyone just stared at her.
„Great.", I said sarcastically and run after her.
I didn´t know why. I just wanted to help her, to make her feel better. She looked so innocent and it hurted me to see her like that. I had that feeling inside of me, that I had to help her.
Wait...maybe there was something else, I can´t tell I would make that for anyone. Gosh, Cece, you know her only for a one day!
Yeah, and that is the thing. From the first time I saw her, she got me. She was so special, and I felt that I must know her better...
Someone´s having a little crush here...
Even when I promised to myself, that I wont do it again. Maybe I can still stop it.
I hope so.