Tada chapter two of Triple Identification. It's almost as long as chapter 1 and sorry it took me so long to post! I was really busy with homework and such so I've only just finished. I have three projects to do so I haven't got time to check it, sorry for any mistakes!
"Mum you don't know me!" I screamed as I was half dragged into my house. I heard the front door slam as soon as I was through it but I was blinded by tears of anger.
"Michelle, I think I know my own daughter!" I gave a scream of frustration.
"Mum, you don't even know my name! Nobody calls me Michelle I hate that name! You make me wear repulsive clothes and hand knitted jumpers. This isn't 1940, it's the twenty first century! My name is Mitchie and I'm sick of pretending to be a total nerd who has not friends and no social life!" Somehow, my Mum still hadn't lost her temper.
"Michelle, I am trying to get you a good career and make sure you have a good job when you are older!"
"Mum, if I studied for half of the time you think I do then I would be the cleverest kid in the world! Every one of my 'Study Sleepovers' has been a chance for me to have fun, be myself for once! I know you hate what I'm wearing right now," She gave my clothes a disgusted look. "But it's who I am, get over it! What is your problem with modern clothes and makeup and having a social life?" My Mum shook her head, looking slightly guilty. "What, do I remind you of yourself or something, are you ashamed to admit you were ever a teenager?"
"Michelle-"
"Mitchie,"
"Mitchie I know you are a bright girl who can push herself-"
"If I pushed myself any further I'd explode. Nobody knows about Michelle, you know that? Nobody except my two best friends Caitlyn and Lauren know a thing. I don't see why you have such a problem with me being a teenager! There was no way you could expect me to grow up to be like you," I spat the last word and then felt guilty. I hadn't meant it to sound so cruel. My Mum gave a sad sigh and trudged into the living room, sitting down very slowly on the creaking sofa. I felt quite bad. I hadn't meant her to be depressed. I followed to find out what was wrong.
"Michel- Mitchie, when I was your age I was like you. I worked hard and managed to be a normal teenager around it. I was popular and my grades were straight A's. Nobody knew that I could cook except my Mum and she never told anyone. I was a great cook and one day my Mum took some of my cooking to work and they had a guest, a celebrity cook. When he tasted it, he said he had never tasted anything s beautiful and he offered me a chance to have my own cooking show, make a fortune and be a household name by the end of the year.
"I turned it down. I didn't want any of my friends to know that I was a nerdy cook. None of them ever knew about my skills. I was only sixteen. When it came to choosing careers, we were advised to choose a career that was linked to what we were good at. I didn't want to go near the cooking industry in case I was found again and my friends found out. I took a boring office job. Two years before you were born I decided I wanted to cook. I started my catering company and I regretted turning down the offer all those years ago. I realised it didn't matter what anybody thought of me, I would be enjoying myself." She looked up, tears in her eyes. "I don't want you to make the mistake I did, Mitchie. I don't want you to throw away your whole life because of friends who you won't have when you go to college. Please try and understand," I stood still for a very long moment. My Mum had never told me that before. I always assumed that 'Connie's Catering' had been her whole life, now I realised I had misunderstood. When she made me into Michelle, she was just trying to make me somebody who wouldn't make the same mistakes she had.
"Mum, I'm really sorry. I never knew-"
"It's fine, Mitchie. I know you didn't know. But that's why I jumped at the chance of catering at Camp Rock this summer. I've been trying to get you in for years. I hear you in your room, singing your heart out. I read some of your songs."
"What?" I gasped.
"When I was changing your bed. Hiding a song book under your pillow isn't the best place."
"Mum, they're private."
"But they're really good, honey. I just couldn't turn down the chance of getting you a whole summer about music. I know what this means to you. Hanging out with a bunch of other kids with similar interests is going to be great for you. And I heard that some band are going to be there and that girl you like who I stopped you watching on TV." I hid a smile.
"Demi Lovato?"
"Yes, her and her boyfriend's band."
"Connect 3?" I almost screamed, as though I didn't already know.
"Yes, that's the one. I don't know it might just be a rumour."
"Oh my gosh! Mum, thank you so much!" I screeched and danced out of the room like it was the best news I had heard all summer. Somehow, I had to arrive at Camp Rock twice, help my Mum in the kitchen and be Demi Lovato at the same time. I decided that Mitchie would be shy, too afraid to sing until Final Jam, so that nobody would recognise the similarity in our voices. I just hoped it would be easier than the movies to keep my secret. I wasn't some Hannah Montana, who went and told her whole stupid town just because she felt bad for her Daddy. I didn't even have a Daddy.
So Mitchie and Demi would never meet, how sad. I prayed that I would be sharing a cabin with Caitlyn so that I would have time to change, then realised that I would probably have to share a cabin with other kids, being Mitchie. That could be complicated. Maybe Demi could ask to have 'the lovely girl Mitchie' to join her. Yes that would work… mostly.
On the plus side, I got to spend an entire summer with Shane, the cutest boy in the world who was my boyfriend. I would always be there, even if he couldn't recognise me. Maybe I could let him know who I was but if he started being seen in public kissing Mitchie, the rumours would start that he was cheating on Demi, something that I couldn't deny without telling everyone who I was.
This was going to be an interesting summer.
xOx
"Mitchie hurry up!" My Mum shouted up the stairs. Ever since she had discovered that I had been defying her, she had been surprisingly kind. I think that she probably expected it all along, just expected worse that she found and was relieved.
"I'm coming!" I shouted back, sitting desperately on my fourth suitcase. It just wouldn't shut. I yanked on the zip angrily and to my surprise it slid closed.
"Ha!" I shouted triumphantly, punching the air. I grabbed the last suitcase and dragged it downstairs to place it by the other three.
"Michelle, how long are you staying for?" Mu Mum exclaimed.
"I dunno, however long camp lasts…"
"There's probably enough there for at least two people!" I grinned to myself. If only she knew…
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, Mum. Just thinking, that's all."
"Well think all you like but I'm not dragging this lot," she gestured to all my suitcases. "Out to the van,"
"Fine, I'll do it,"
I grumbled and complained, but eventually managed to get all four surprisingly heavy suitcases into the van. My Mum sighed as she slammed the doors shut, locking them so that none of our stuff could fall out.
"Are you ready?" she asked as we climbed into our seats.
"Are you kidding? I've been waiting for this moment for weeks!" I squealed. Toda was the day I was going to Camp Rock! I would arrive with my Mum about three o'clock, then I would go for a walk in the woods and Caitlyn was picking me up about half a mile down the road. I would have a quick change in the limo Becky had sent and arrive in style about five o'clock. Shane was due about half four, which meant he couldn't see me sneaking about. Everyone else was arriving this morning; we only came so late because of my Mum. She worked there and wasn't due to start officially until tomorrow. The normal staff were in charge of the kitchen until she arrived to take control. Hopefully everyone else would be out of the way for my sneaking around.
The rest of the summer was going to be hard, but definitely worth it.
"Mitchie, wake up, we're here!" I blinked my eyes open. I didn't know that I'd fallen asleep; I must have been concentrating on the plan really hard.
Excited, I looked out of the window as we drove under a huge arch with the words 'Camp Rock' carved out of it. Along with all of the buildings around me, it was made of wood. I giggled in anticipation as we pulled up outside a small building labelled reception. My Mum rolled her eyes as I leapt out of the van and sprinted inside.
"Hello matey, welcome to Camp Rock!" said a friendly voice.
"Hi!" I squealed. I was here, finally!
"I'm Connie Torres," my Mum held out her hand politely and the man shook it enthusiastically.
"Brown, Brown Cesario. I'm the owner of Camp Rock. I suppose this is your daughter, Michelle wasn't it?"
I shot my Mum an angry look and she laughed.
"Mitchie. As I discovered about a week ago, anyone who calls her Michelle is instantly in her bad books."
"Oh?" Brown seemed to sense there was a story.
"We had a heart to heart and I discovered who my daughter really was," Mum said with a smile. Now at least she knew half of me.
It was half three. I was sitting in the cabin I shared with my Mum, cross legged on the bed as I pretended to try and decide what to wear to opening jam.
I already knew, of course. Mitchie was going to feel ill and be left behind in the cabin while Mum worked. Hopefully nobody would come to check on me. Demi would appear and sing a song, try and be a regular camper.
Every time my Mum left the cabin, I pulled out Demi clothes and shoved them in the little handbag that already contained my wig and makeup. When I finally had my outfit, I decided to go out for a while.
"I'm going for a walk," I told my Mum. "I might be a while, you know, exploring the woods and stuff."
"Okay, honey. Make sure you're back for dinner," I nodded my agreement and grabbed my oversized handbag, skipping out of the door happily, paying no attention to my surroundings. I wobbled my head in time to whatever tune was stuck in my head. I literally didn't see Shane until I crashed into him, falling backwards onto the ground.
"Ouch," I complained, sitting up.
"I am so sorry!" said a familiar voice as I looked around for my bag.
"Shane!" I screamed, leaping up and completely forgetting that I wasn't Demi.
"Calm it, honey. Do I even know you?"
"Yeah… we met a few times…" I said offhandedly as I bent to pick up my bag before anyone looked inside.
"Sorry, I don't remember every fan that comes up to me."
"No problem, I knew you wouldn't recognise me," Duh! I don't look anything like Demi when I'm Mitchie. That's kind of the point.
"Well I'm really sorry about the whole knocking you over thing."
"Don't worry 'bout it. I wasn't watching where I was going."
"Well it's nice to meet you…"
"Mitchie, Mitchie Torres."
"Nice to meet you Mitchie," he winked at me and had just started walking off when I shouted.
"Hey, you weren't supposed to be here until, like, half four,"
"How d'you know that?" he asked sharply. "We kept that quiet," I blushed, cursing my thoughtlessness.
"I read it… somewhere online…" Great excuse Mitchie, just great. And so original, that would be so convincing.
"Okay, I'll look into that. See you around Mitchie," I waved at him and walked around the back of the nearest cabin. Great, if I wasn't careful, I'd end up spilling the truth to everyone.
I had about an hour to kill so I looked around Camp. I saw the huge crowds of excited kids, glad to be back with people they already knew, and felt left out. I was going to spend this summer in limbo and both halves of me were going to miss out on everything. Neither of them would get full lessons, great friends or be well known because they would only be around for half the time.
A limo pulled up and I watched, wondering who could afford a limo except for Demi and Connect 3. The driver climbed out and opened the door and out stepped a tall blonde girl. She was wearing a dark blue top and white skinny jeans as well as a smug smile. Huh, looks like I'd found the camp bitch.
I instantly regretted that thought. I didn't know anything about this girl; she could be lovely for all I knew. Just because she was blonde and dressed nicely and frowned at all of the other people and everyone was whispering as she walked past and rolling their eyes… looks like I was right.
I wandered around for a little bit longer, locating the mess hall, the different stages and a lovely little beach by the lake. It had a beautiful view across the sparkling blue body of water. I sat and watched for a few minutes as a few kids in canoes splashed about. Would I have time for anything like that this summer if I was trying to juggle two lives?
Dismissing these sad thoughts, I stood up and walked into the woods. I walked until I couldn't see camp any more and then looked around to make sure nobody was here watching me. I couldn't see any sign of anyone so I set off in the direction I knew the road was.
It took me about ten minutes to find the road and then I started walking along it. Caitlyn was due to meet me with the limo in about fifteen minutes, so I carried on walking until five to five, when I sat down my the edge of the road and waited.
I had been sat by the road, it was more of a dirt track, for about a minute when I heard a car. Looking up, I saw a huge black limo, much larger than the one that blonde girl had arrived in. I leapt to my feet and waved and the car pulled to a stop. Caitlyn threw the door open and I jumped in.
"Carry on, but slowly," she ordered the driver.
Caitlyn was already dressed up. She had her wig attached tightly and her lips were sparkling red.
"Hoping to give Nate a taste of those lips?" I teased her.
"Shut it, Mitch. But you did promise to introduce me to him,"
"I will, now let me get changed."
Caitlyn politely looked away as I changed from my dark blue top into a short sleeved black one that hugged my figure and then pulled on some black skinny jeans.
"You can look," I told my friend. She turned around and started asking me about camp as I pulled on my white jacket and black high heeled boots.
"It's huge," I told her as I pulled out a mirror and pulled back my brown locks into a high ponytail. "There're loads of kids there and the lake is really pretty. The boys arrived earlier because I ran into Shane and had to pretend I was a fan who had got him to sign loads of stuff in the past to explain how I wasn't star struck by his presence. There's some rich kid who arrived in a limo who seems to be hated by everyone else, from what I could see." I pulled on my wig and used some hair pins to hold it in place. I didn't want it falling off but if I was doing some quick changes then I didn't want it too secure.
"There it is!" Caitlyn practically screamed, pressing her nose up against the glass. I glanced up as I applied eyeliner and saw the huge wooden arch for the second time. There were kids crowding around the arch and I saw three figures standing in front of them all, waving.
"Shane!" I said happily.
"I thought you saw him earlier?"
"No, Mitchie saw him earlier. I'm Demi, remember?"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever… now introduce me to Nate Gray!" she begged as the limo came to a stop.
"C'mon Soph, we've got a summer to have fun and I'm not wasting a second of it," I opened the door and stepped out. People screamed and waved and I waved back but I only had eyes for one person. My amazingly fit, completely cute, world famous boyfriend Shane Gray.
"Shane!" I shouted, running over.
"Hey baby," he said, giving me a quick kiss. I grinned.
"Is this place as awesome as it looks?"
"And the rest, I think the screaming kids will leave you alone after about the first week," I rolled my eyes.
"Maybe they will, but I don't think the girls will ever get used to you being around. How long until one of them throws themselves at you?"
"They already did, accidentally. Some random girl was walking along with her head in the clouds and she walked straight into me," I laughed. Shane remembered me.
"Did you get her name?"
"Mitchie or something I think,"
"Wow, strange name,"
"Hello Demi?" I turned around.
"Nate! Jason! I haven't seen you guys in like forever! How are you?" Jason gave me a friendly hug, almost suffocating me.
"You would not believe it, Demi. I have a pet bird, an actual pet bird! It was this beautiful little robin that got attacked by a cat and I took it in and then it got better so I went to let it go and it didn't want to leave!" I laughed.
"Hey Nate,"
"Hey," he said, giving me a quick hug. He wasn't really paying attention to me and I followed his distracted gaze to see a shy girl with long blonde hair. I just managed to stop myself laughing.
"Nate, this is my best friend Sophie. Soph, this is Nate Gray, you know him right?"
"Yes, nice to meet you." She didn't scream once as he shook her hand.
"Nice to meet you too Sophie," I grinned and left them alone. Brown was talking to Shane and Jason. I almost said hi, but then I realised I wasn't supposed to know him yet.
"Demi!" he said when he saw me. "I'm Brown Cesario, Shane's uncle. It's so nice to finally meet the girl my nephew can't shut up about," I blushed and Shane frowned.
"Uncle Brown,"
"Please don't embarrass him, he does that enough himself," I said sweetly. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother appear from the mess hall.
"Brown, could you please show me my room? I've had a very long journey and I want to shower before I do anything else,"
"Of course, my poppet! If you and your friend will follow me?"
"Sophie!" I shouted. Caitlyn unwillingly pulled herself away from Nate and came over. "We're going to our room."
"Okay,"
"This is Brown; he's the camp owner, from what I've heard." I added the last bit quickly, before anyone could question how I knew so much.
Our cabin was one of the most luxurious in the whole camp. It had two large beds and two separate wardrobes as well as a guitar stand in the corner. I had carried my Demi guitar with me and I stood it on the stand immediately. It looked right there, just like this room was made for it.
"Okay, I'll leave you two to settle in, tea at seven, opening jam at eight." Brown turned to leave but I stopped him, a sudden idea coming to me.
"Brown, do you think we could have out meals sent here, to avoid the crowds at meals, I mean. I think it would save a lot of arguments and pushing," As well as meaning that Mitchie could turn up at meals while Demi was supposedly in her cabin. Caitlyn would be left alone because she would have to get the meals from the staff but maybe we could get around that somehow.
"Of course, Demi, I'll talk to the kitchen staff about it."
"Thank you Brown," he left and I looked at Caitlyn.
"Nate is even cuter in person!" she told me.
"Seriously, you're at the biggest music camp in the world and all you can do is tell me that Nate Gray is cute? What is wrong with you?"
"I don't know, but as soon as you're ready I'm gonna go see him!" I rolled my eyes.
"I'm supposed to be helping my Mum in the kitchen, so I'm going to have a quick change. If anyone asks, I've gone for a walk in the woods to think for a while,"
"Okay, see you later."
I grabbed the handbag holding all of my Mitchie clothes and hurried across camp. A few people saw me and I waved cheerily to them It took me about three encounters to realise this was never going to work so I raced into the trees and followed the edge of the forest around until I came to the back of my Mum's cabin. I was pretty sure she would be in the kitchens now, so I should be safe.
I hurried inside and slammed the door shut, pulling the blind down across the glass panel. I closed the curtains across all of the windows and quickly changed into my purple top and leggings. I pulled off my wig and rubbed the makeup off. A quick brush of my hair and I was Mitchie again.
My phone started beeping as I walked down the steps out of the cabin. I turned to pull it out of my back pocket and walked bang smack into something. For the second time that day, I fell down.
"Oh I'm so- Mitchie?" I looked up and laughed.
"Shane Gray, are you stalking me or something?"
"No, but we do seem to be making a bit of a habit of this, don't we?"
"Yeah," he held out his hand and I took it. Shane pulled me to my feet.
"So, I didn't see you earlier when Demi arrived?"
"Demi?" I faked excitement. "As in Demi Lovato?"
"Yeah…"
"O-M-G! I didn't know she was coming!"
"So you run into me and you act all cool and everything but when you hear that my girlfriend has arrived you go high?"
"Yeah, pretty much," I laughed at his wounded expression. "See you later, pop star!" I ran off but not before he could shout after me.
"It's Rock Star!"
I ran along the path and into the centre of camp. It was packed with chatting kids and I felt left out. Was I the only one without a friend?
"Hey," said a voice suddenly and I turned around. There was a girl of about my age standing behind me. She was wearing a light green button up shirt and her thick, brown curls were frizzing everywhere. She had thick glasses on and I liked the look of her.
"Hi, I'm Mitchie,"
"Nice to meet you Mitchie, I'm Sierra." She grinned at me. "This is your first year at Camp Rock, right?" I nodded. "Let me just give you a few tips. First, don't go anywhere near Tess Tyler," she pointed to the blonde I had seen getting out of the limo earlier. "She's totally stuck up and if you have any talent at all then she will try to ruin you. She's TJ Tyler's daughter,"
"As in the TJ Tyler?" I had met her at a charity event a few years ago. TJ Tyler seemed pretty self obsessed and vain, but that was just my opinion.
"Yes, the TJ Tyler. But second tip, don't be late for lessons. It's pretty much the only thing that pisses off Brown, the Camp director. Have you met him yet? He's due to start the welcome meeting any second, up there." She gestured to the huge green platform.
"Yeah, I met him. He's really nice. My Mum's working in the kitchen so he met as soon as we got here,"
"The kitchen?" said a scornful voice from behind me. "I knew there was something pathetic about you from the first time I saw you," I raised my eyebrows and turned around to see non other than Tess Tyler.
"Let me guess, everyone at this camp is either pathetic or even lower than that except for Connect 3 and Demi Lovato, am I right?"
"Demi Lovato?" She flicked her hair. "She's a total freak! My Mum threw a party last Christmas and Demi came and then told me she thought I was a talentless desperate girl! Me, no talent? Desperate? Somebody was desperate for press and wanted me to report her so that she could seem special again, please!" She turned on her heel and stalked off with two girls following her like loyal puppies. I stared after her incredulously. I had only had one conversation with her and I already knew she was a liar, an overacting spoilt girl. I hadn't ever met her before, so much for Demi talking to her…
"Wow, she already hates you," observed Sierra in a dry voice. I shrugged.
"I don't really care about a snooty rich kid,"
"That's the spirit!" she grinned but before I could reply Brown appeared on stage.
"Good evening campers!" he shouted. A few of the kids who knew him shouted back and he waved to them.
"Welcome to Camp Rock. For those of you who are returning, I welcome you back. For those of you who are attending for the first time," his eyes flickered around, resting for a second on me and a few other kids. "Let me promise you that you are going to have one of the best summers of your life!" There was a loud cheer from the front and a few kids left.
"Brown is great!" shouted a boy, leaping up on the stage. "I'm Barron and if you want to have a summer of music then stay here because Brown is the best at organising summers!" Some kids down the front cheered and I laughed as Brown pushed him lightly off of the stage, laughing.
"Thank you, Barron, for that helpful comment," he totally ruined the offence by smiling. "Now, dinner is in half an hour but before we start, we have time for a couple of quick performances. First up, some of our celebrity guests this summer. After my nephews perform, we will have a quick song from Demi Lovato herself," I coughed as kids screamed. "But first up, Connect 3!" Shane, Nate and Jason ran onto the stage as Brown hopped down and headed off in the direction of Demi's cabin.
"Okay, welcome to Camp Rock!" Shane said. I glanced at Sierra.
"I have to go!" I hissed apologetically. "My Mum needs help in the kitchen!"
"Mitchie, this is Connect 3! You'll never see them this close up again!"
"Yeah, I'm sure they'll sing again at camp!" I backed off. "Sorry!" I shouted as a few bouncing girls blocked Sierra from sight. I turned and sprinted off, hoping to overtake Brown.
I didn't stop running the whole way but I did try to stay in the trees so that nobody would see me. I saw the cabin in the distance and sprinted towards it as fast as I possibly could, tripping through the door and landing in a heap on the floor. I glanced up as saw Caitlyn sitting on her bed with her laptop, looking startled.
"Mitch?"
"Cait! Brown's coming! He wants Demi to sing at the opening jam!"
"What?" Caitlyn slammed her laptop shut and threw it onto the other bed as I scrambled to my feet and reached under my pillow where I had hidden my wig. "I'll get the clothes," Caitlyn told me. I glanced out of the window and saw Brown in the distance.
"He's there!" I hissed, launching myself into the bathroom. Seconds later a pile of clothes flew in. "Thanks!" I said, slamming the door shut. I yanked my hair up under the wig and pulled of my flats and shorts as I heard a knock on the door.
"Hello?" Caitlyn said, perfectly calm.
"Hi, it's Brown! Is Demi there?"
"She's just in the bathroom," I heard the door open. "Demi, Brown's here!"
"Okay!" I shouted back as if I wasn't changing my outfit. "Give me a second!" I glanced in the mirror. I looked acceptable enough so I unlocked the door and stepped out calmly.
"Demi, do you think you could come and sing a song at opening jam?"
"Of course!" I nodded eagerly. "Is it now?"
"Yes, Shane is probably going to finish any second."
"I'll go right away," I told him with a smile, grabbing an eyeliner off of the dressing table and applying it very quickly.
"You know without that makeup you look like one of our new campers, Mitchie." Brown said.
"Who? I haven't met her," Shoot. I was going to have to make sure nobody else saw me without makeup.
"You just resemble her slightly, that's all. She's the cook's daughter and she seems really nice."
"I'll look for her next time I'm out. We were going to avoid the campers for the next day or so until they've all calmed down about us being here, but if they're expecting me then I'll come."
"Thank you so much, Demi," Brown said with a grin.
"No problem," I told him truthfully as we left the room. Caitlyn grabbed my arm to hold me back for a second.
"Be careful," she hissed in my ear in a voice so low that I could barely hear, let alone Brown as he strode ahead of us. "He looked quite suspicious before you did your makeup. A true Demi fan might see who you really are."
"Trust me," I promised her. "No one is going to see Demi without her makeup again."
Caitlyn grinned at me and straightened her wig as we hurried after Brown. The boys had just finished their third or fourth song when we arrived.
"Okay, so here is the next performer," Shane told the excited crowds. He gestured towards me and I smiled at the kids who were only just noticing me. "My wonderful girlfriend Demi Lovato!" I jumped up on stage and took the microphone he offered me.
"Hey Camp Rockers!" People cheered. "I know I'm going to make the most of this summer and I hope you lot do too. Now who's ready to rock?"
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