Copyright: I own none of the Camp Rock characters. I only own made up ones if there are any.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Mitchie Torres woke up to her aggravating alarm clock. She slapped her hand down on the snooze button and rolled back over in bed. Her younger sister Britney came running in and jumped on top of her.
"Rise and shine," Britney said in cheerful sing-song voice that made Mitchie want to slap her.
"It is way too early for you to be so perky," Mitchie said groggily. She looked at her silver alarm clock. The time read 8:15. "Seriously Brit it's Saturday," she groaned.
"And guess what?" Britney asked smirking. "This is the day. This is the day. This is the day that the Lord hath made," she started singing. She had learned the song from their older sisters Maddie and Chelsea, who had gone on a spiritual retreat over the summer. Britney rolled off of Mitchie and lay down on the black silk sheets.
"Your room is so dark," Britney commented looking around at Mitchie's walls that were painted black and had a sparkly paint on top of it. On the other had, Britney's room made Mitchie want to barf it was so pink. The walls were painted pale pink as was the tidy cabinet that Britney had hung a bunch of plates with her favorite Disney princesses on them on. Their were pictures of designer shoes in checkered black and white frames plastered all over her walls. Mitchie's walls contained posters of the Jonas Brothers, The Eagles, Linkin Park, Demi Lovato, and The Offspring. Britney's bed had pink and black pillows with a white comforter. Everything in Britney's room had some kind of pattern: either plaid, checkered, or polka dot. The two sisters were absolutely nothing alike. Britney wore more modest, conservative clothing while Mitchie wore gaudier, racier clothes. You'd never know that the two girls were sisters. They didn't even look alike. Mitchie had long, dark brown hair and was pretty pale. Britney had shoulder-length dirty blonde hair and was much tanner than her sister. Both girls, however, were tall and thin.
"Well," Mitchie yawned stretching, "I guess I won't be going back to sleep now." All of a sudden the two girls heard a ding from Mitchie's computer. Britney jumped off the bed and ran over to the desk excitedly. "One new e-mail," she said teasingly. "I wonder who it could be from." Mitchie rolled her eyes at her sister's comment. The girls had gone to a party a few nights ago and Mitchie had met a guy there named Shane who she connected with immediately. They were into the same kind of music and…well that was really all that mattered. Britney opened the e-mail. "Oh," she said disappointed. "It's just from London." London Tipton was their sister Maddie's on again off again best friend. As of right now they were on. The two had stopped hanging out after London and Chelsea had a bad argument and weren't speaking for months. But they had made up as well about a week ago. Now London was getting married and Maddie was the maid of honor.
"What's it say?" Mitchie asked her sister.
"Wanna go to lunch?" Britney read.
"Sure," Mitchie said and Britney typed it in and clicked the send button.
"Kay I'll pick you up in an hour," London responded. Mitchie hopped out of bed and went to take a shower. She walked into her bathroom which contained a king-sized bathtub with plants around it and a separate shower that was big enough for five people. As she slipped into the shower and felt the warm soothing water running down her back her mind drifted wondering what her friends were doing.