A/N: Thanks so much guys for all the reviews, favorites and alerts! It's quite appreciated! I'm hoping to be able to update this weekly.
Disclaimer:I don't own any characters or places you recognize from Camp Rock. Their characters may be tweaked a bit, but hopefully not too much. I don't own any songs used during any chapters throughout this fic. The title and artist will be listed at the end of any chapter including a song.
By the time Mitchie had to be to the kitchens to prepare lunch the next day she had used just about all her emotional strength not to burst out crying through out the morning. Almost everyone was sending her nasty looks, but none were as awful as Shane's reaction to her or lack there of. He simply ignored her. Like she wasn't there and never had been. Mitchie was just glad that Caitlyn was still being friendly with her. At least she had something to look forward to in the kitchens.
"Mitchie, honey," her mom said as she walked through the door. "Before you put your apron on can you run back to the cabin and grab my recipe book? I wanted to try something a little different."
Mitchie nodded and headed back outside to her mom's cabin. She kept her head down whenever she passed other campers; not able to handle the looks they were surely giving her. She had almost reached the cabin when someone forcibly ran in to her, knocking her down. Whoever it was just laughed and kept walking. Mitchie's eyes started to water; these kids could be cruel. She rushed in to the cabin and shut the door behind her, leaning against it as the tears spilled down her face. After a few minutes she pulled out her phone.
Hey Jason, I'm really sorry to bother you again, but do you have a minute?
Mitchie
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Absolutely. What's up?
Jason
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It's just been an awful day and I needed a bit of friendly anything.
Mitchie
Mitchie waited for Jason's response but was startled when her phone started ringing instead. She looked to the caller ID to see Jason's name on the screen. "Hello?"
"Hey Mitchie, been that bad huh?"
"You're calling her now?" she heard hollered in the background before she could answer.
"I'm on the phone Nate, keep it down," Jason answered calmly.
"How can you be talking to her Jase?" Jason sighed.
"How many times would you like to go over it Nate?"
"Until we talk some sense in to that thick head of yours," he shouted angrily.
Mitchie's breath caught in her throat. Not only was she shocked to hear Nate, the usually calm and quiet one, screaming, but insulting his friend too? And only because of her. Nate was only yelling at Jason for talking to her. She quickly flipped her phone closed, eyes leaking more tears. What was she thinking? Trying to be friends with Jason? Of course he'd get crap for it, he's supposed to be on Shane's side. She was drawn out of her thoughts by the phone ringing again. She just listened to the ring tone and didn't answer. She didn't want to cause any more problems. She didn't move until she had an alert for a new voice message.
"Mitchie? It's Jason. Why'd you hang up? And why aren't you answering? Please call me back when you get this. Bye."
He really sounded like he didn't know why she hung up and didn't answer. Maybe Jason was a little slower than she was beginning to think. Then her phone went off again. She groaned.
In case you don't get the voicemail, just call me back. We're not doing anything today so I'll be free.
Jason
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I don't think talking to me is a good idea anymore. I don't want you and Nate to fight because of me.
Mitchie
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Just answer my calls!
Jason
Before she could tell him no her phone was ringing again and she reluctantly had to answer.
"Hello?"
"Mitchie, what's wrong?" he asked stressing his words.
"Hi Jason," she said in a false cheerful tone.
"Answer me Mitchie," he said sternly.
"It's just been a long, bad day," she sighed. "And it's only half over."
"Tell me about it," he commanded softly.
"Well, no one except Caitlyn will talk to me. And everyone's glaring at me or talking about me. And Shane seems to think I never even existed!" she rushed out.
"Woah, woah, woah!" Jason began. "Let's take this one step at a time." He paused. "I'm talking to you."
"Yeah, but you're not here. You're, where ever you are."
"I'm still taking the time to talk to you though aren't I?"
"That's still only two people."
"What better people are there then that scary Caitlyn girl and me though?"
"Caitlyn's not scary!" she laughs.
"That sounds better already," he smiles.
"What does?"
"You, laughing." She shook her head. "And don't worry about everyone else. They're stupid for not wanting to talk to you."
"Thanks Jason."
"And about Shane," he paused, "I'm working on it."
"Don't worry about that one Jason. I don't want you to fight with him like you are with Nate. Where'd he go anyway?"
"Who? Nate? I left him in the other room and went for a walk."
"I couldn't believe what he said to you."
"What? That I was thick? It's no big deal, I get that all the time."
"That's an awful thing to say to your friend though!"
"He's just angry, that's all," Jason said brushing it aside.
Mitchie wanted to protest more but decided to just let it be, for now.
"So where are you guys today?"
"Back home, well, I'm over Nate's actually, but going home soon. With out Shane we get to be on vacation since we can't tour."
"I guess that's good then."
"Yeah. I can't wait to get back to my house and see my brother and sister."
"You've got siblings?"
"Geez Mitchie, don't you read your magazines?" he laughs. "I've got a younger brother and sister. Jeremy, he's 16, and Madison, she's 14."
"Your brother's my age! Wait, how old are you?" she questioned.
"Really Mitchie, buy a magazine some time will ya? It's all over the place."
"Hey! I never actually knew you guys before; I didn't need to know all the little details about your lives! I just liked your group's music…and maybe your group's looks too," she admitted. Jason laughed.
"Well thank you for the compliments! I'm 19 by the way. And in case you didn't know, Shane's 16 and Nate's 15."
"Yeah, I didn't know that, well I knew Shane's age, because he told me, but not Nate's."
"Well now you know. Anything else you need to be caught up on?"
"I think that's all I can handle for now," she laughed. "I've got to get going though. I was just supposed to be grabbing something for my mom and heading back to the kitchens."
"Alright, I'll talk to you later then."
"Bye Jason, and thanks a ton. I'm in a far better mood now."
"Any time Mitchie. Bye."
Jason hung up the phone with a smile on his face. He liked being the one to cheer Mitchie up and help her forget about her problems, even if only for a short time. He planned to call her later that night and check up on her too. Maybe he'd even have Madison talk to her so she could hear another friendly voice. Madi rarely got mad at anyone. Well, unless you include Shane. She was oddly always mad at Shane. They weren't even sure whyhalf the time either. He briefly considered having Jeremy talk to her too before deciding he couldn't put Mitchie through that. Jeremy thought he was God's gift to girls. He hit on them all. Handing him the phone with a girl his age on it was the worse thing Jason could do.
He made his way back to Nate's house so he could gather his stuff and head home.
"That you Jase?" Nate asked as he opened the door.
"Yeah, just back to get my stuff then I'm leaving."
"Already? I thought we were going to hang out for a bit." Jason shook his head. Apparently Nate decided to forget all about the argument they'd just had.
"Yeah, but I really want to see Jer and Madi. I'll come back tomorrow or whatever."
"Alright man, see you tomorrow then," he shrugged.
When Jason made it to his house he excitedly opened the door, calling out for his sister on the way.
"Madi! I'm home!"
In a matter of seconds he heard hurried footsteps coming from upstairs.
"Jason!" she squealed as she threw herself at him. "I've missed you so much!"
"I know Madi, I've missed you too. We get to spend the rest of summer together though!"
"Oh don't I know it!" she grinned. "I've already got most of it all planned out. We'll go to the zoo, bowling, shopping, the beach, and we can even go see a few ball games if you want!"
"When's he going to hang out with me if he's doing all that with you?" Jason heard his brother ask from behind Madi.
"You'll be going with us silly," Madi answered. "Its not often I get to hang out with both of the coolest boys I know."
"I'm telling Andy you said that," Jeremy laughed.
"Andy?" Jason asked confused.
"Madison here's got herself her first boyfriend," Jeremy smirked.
"Oh shut up Jer," she muttered while her cheeks turned pink.
"Good to have you home Jase," Jeremy finally greeted.
"Good to be back," Jason smiled. "Where's mom and dad?"
"They'll be here later. You got back early."
"Yeah," Jason said rubbing the back of his neck. "Just missed you guys."
"I don't buy that answer," Jeremy replied, "but I'll accept it for now. How was it going back to Camp Rock?"
"Awesome. I made this new friend. Oh, that reminds me. Madi, I need you to talk to her later."
"Wait, it's a her?" Jeremy asked, a grin slowly coming to his face.
"Don't even think about it."
"Why do you need me to talk to her?" Madi asked confused.
"She could use a friend. She's having Shane problems."
"What's that idiot done now?" Madi instantly fumed up. Jason assumed she was in one of her 'I hate Shane' phases she frequently had.
"I'll let her go over that with you."
"Come on Jase, let me talk to her," Jeremy cut back in.
"Not happening."
"You said yourself she could use a friend! I'm friendly."
"Jer, you're just going to hit on her."
"I'll be friendly about it though!"
"Yeah right Jer. Jason isn't stupid enough to do that to the girl. When do I get to talk to her?" Madi asked excitedly.
"I planned to call her tonight."
"Alright, let me know."
"What are we going to do now?" Jason asked. Slowly, and in surprising sync, the three siblings grinned.
"Mini meal mania!"
A/N: You've probably got no idea what mini meal mania is. It's something my friends and I do. It's basically raiding the kitchen for anything edible and making up the wackiest and weirdest combinations. You should try some of the stuff we come up with. It's crazy.
