I trudged through the sea of people to find my way to the door, which was now two people away. Of course, they had to be having a dramatic reunion. I though about walking through them but that would be a horrible first impression. I chose to go around them and go unseen. My plans always fail.
"Hi, you must be new!" a girl with curly brown hair said.
I looked at her nervously while rubbing my arm. Introducing myself in not my forte.
"Yeah, I'm uhm Jaelyn Wellen."
The girl next to her gave me a bright smile and exchanged looks with the other. I didn't know if this was a good sign or not. Was it some weird signal between them? Should I know what this means?
"Well, I'm Caitlyn and this is Mitchie. It just so happens we're your cabin buddies!"
Cabin buddies? Did she just say that? Please lord; just let me get along with this girl.
"Great" I said trying not to let any sarcasm into my voice.
So, our trio (being me, Caitlyn, and Mitchie) made our way to the door and set out to find out cabin. Along the way, I listed the reasons why I hated Camp Rock while Caitlyn and Mitchie talked about some new instructors.
Camp Rock will make me sing.
Bugs. Bugs. Bugs. My worst fear. I scream at a fly.
Camp Rock will make me sing. This one is so bad I should list it twice.
My music taste will probably contrast greatly with the Camp Rock population.
I will probably never have a chance to sing in solitude with out Caitlyn and Mitchie around.
I guess making a list in your head takes up time because when I was done we had miraculously made our way to the cabin. It was a small log building with a pretty oak beside it and a bench underneath the tree. I already liked it, let's hope it not infested with insects. Mitchie opened the door and stepped inside and let out an audible sigh followed by a "Home, sweet, home." I walked in after her and looked around the room. It was so homely and perfect. Three Drawers. Three Beds. Three chairs. Also, no goldilocks around.
"Earth to Jaelyn." Caitlyn said while waving a hand in front of my face.
I snapped back into the real world and looked at her.
"Pick a bed." She said smiling.
I walked over the one nearest the window; it would be nice to wake up to some sunshine in such a bleary place. I took out my IPod and repeated what I did in the car earlier. I was lost immediately in the music and started humming along, thinking Mitchie and Caitlyn were gone. Wrong again. I soon hear them speaking to each other about the instructors. I didn't even pay attention.
"Jaelyn, wake up there having a party tonight."
I moaned underneath my pillow which was currently harboring over my face.
"C'mon lots of cute boys, good music, and FOOD!" I heard her say.
I pulled myself up and quickly combed through my hair.
"I'm up, I'm up." I grumbled.
She looked pleased with herself and bounced up and strutted playfully over to her suitcase. Shoot, I would probably have to change my clothes. I pulled my bag towards me and zipped it open and attempting to keep it from pouring out its contents. I grabbed a nearby shirt, which just happen to be my favorite "Panic At the Disco" band t shirt, courtesy of Hot Topic. I paired it with some khaki shorts and just changed right there. That's what Mitchie and Caitlyn were doing. I walked into the bathroom and look in the mirror too see if my hair was suitable. Long, straight, thick, glossy. Guess I was good to do. I walked out and laid on my bed again to retrieve my IPod. Before I even had a chance to put in my head phones Caitlyn spoke.
"You don't wear make-up?"
Truthfully, cosmetics freaked me out. It was a nasty, sticky mess women wore to disguise their flaws. Make-up was only for special occasions with me. I shook my head no at her.
"Well, I can see why. You have THE thickest eye lashes I've ever seen!" Mitchie said in awe.
I blushed a little and looked down. I secretly loved getting compliments even though I acted as if I didn't. I looked over to Caitlyn was struggling to bread her hair.
"Let me help." I said.
I sat down behind her and quickly tamed her curly hair into perfect braids. When you're seven and you have five very courageous Barbies, you learn things. She gratefully thanked me and proceeded to pick out an outfit.
"So, Jaelyn, are you going to sing tonight?" Mitchie asked me.
I shuddered at the thought of having to sing in front of so many people.
"No, don't count on it." I said giving a slight chuckle.
"Now that isn't Camp Rock Spirit." Caitlyn said from somewhere in the bathroom.
I just gave a shrug and finally put my headphones in and turned it up as loud as it could get. I was a long standing joke with my dad that I would probably be deaf by forty.
Thirty minutes later, it was time to go to the party. Joy.
