I do not own Camp Rock
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Song is Fighter by Christina Aguilera
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When Nate and I reached the Mess Hall he gave me one more kiss on the lips before he held the door open for me and we walked into the kitchen to talk to my mom.
"Morning mama." I walked up to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Good morning Mrs. Torres." He gave her a kiss on the other cheek.
"Good morning you two." She said giving us a hug and then pulling away. "What got you two into a good mood this morning?" She asked as she turned around to finish working.
"Nothing." I said as Nate lifts me up and placing me on to the counter to sit only to stand between my legs with his hands on my knees. "I just couldn't sleep this morning so I went to the dock and Nate showed us and we sat there talking." I started running my hands through his hair and he relaxed his body against mine.
"Ok. Nate what time do you plan on leaving tomorrow?" She asks him with her back turned from us. "I know you and Mitchie became really close this summer and I wanted to know if you wanted to come home with us for a day or two until Mitchie starts school."
"We weren't leaving until around noon, but I would love to go to your house. I was just telling Mitchie I was going to miss seeing her every day." He said rubbing circles on my thigh.
She turned around to say something but froze looking at us. "Is there something I should know?" She asked.
"Well that depends; if there was, would you take back the home trip?" Nate asked chuckling.
"I don't even want to know how this happened. We just won't tell your dad." She said with shaking her head and laughing.
"So, you're not upset?" I asked her nervously.
"Why would I be upset?" She asked confused.
"Because I dated Shane and he cheated on me and he was famous, now there's Nate and not only is he famous; but also in the same band as Shane." I said like it was obvious.
"As long as he makes you happy than I'm happy." She looks at Nate, "But if you hurt my daughter like Shane did and you're going to have to deal with me." She said seriously.
"I would never do that to her Mrs. Torres. I'm nothing like Shane and I would never try to hurt her."
"Then like I said, we just won't tell your father. He won't take it as well as I have."
"I love you mama." I gently pushed Nate from me and hopped off the counter to give her another kiss on the cheek. Before I left the kitchen I took Nate's hand and run to the table where our friends were along with Shane and Tess.
"Hey." I said as I sat down and pulled Nate next to me still holding his hand under the table.
"Hey Mitch." Caitlyn replied.
"What did we miss?" I asked the table.
"Nothing much, where have you been? I woke up this morning and you weren't there."
"I couldn't sleep so I went to walking around and Nate showed up so we started talking and lost track of time."
"You and Nate?" She looked Peggy and Ella; who were smiling as big as she was. "You and Nate have been spending a lot of time together. Is there something you want to tell us Mitchie?" She asked with her eye brows raised.
"Nope." I said smiling looking at Nate.
"So you don't know why you have a hicky on the side of your neck?" She asked innocently.
My eyes got big and I looked over at Nate who tried to look innocent. "Sorry?" He said it like a question.
"Nate!" I hit him on the arm and he laughs. "That's not funny."
"Sorry, sorry." I held his hands up in surrendering motion. "But you weren't complaining when I was doing it." He said with a smirk and kissed my cheek, but ducked when I swatted my hand at him again. "Ok, I'm sorry. I won't do it anymore." He said, "Where people can see."
"Slut." Tess said under her breath.
"What the hell is your problem?" I ask her.
"You're my problem. You couldn't have one Connect 3 member so you move onto the next one. Jason's probably next."
"Yea, I'm the slut when it was you who slept with someone else boyfriend." I snapped at her. Shut the hell up Tess. You and your boyfriend need to leave, no one wants you here. I haven't said a word to you since the begging of camp but you always have something to say to me. Get over yourself." I rolled my eyes at her.
"For all we know you could have cheated of Shane with Nate."
"No that was you and Shane, but you have been going around trying to play the victim. Telling people I cheated and was trying to play hurt this whole time. Grow up."
"You're just jealous." She said flicking her hair.
"Jealous? Jealous of what?" I ask. "Your bleach blond hair or the fact you need extension to make it look fuller? Oh I know it's because you felt the need or was just easy enough to have sex with someone else boyfriend." The girls at the table started laughing. "Oh I'm sorry, that was a secret right. Well now it's not." She looked pissed.
"You're jealous because I'm Tess Tyler the…."
"…the daughter of T.J Tyler! Yes we know. And we all feel sorry for you mom to have a daughter like you." More people laughed. "Do you have anything else to say?" I asked sweetly.
"BITCH!" She yelled and stomped out of the door.
"Takes one to know one!" I yelled after her. "You're still here why?" I asked Shane shooing him away with my hand. "Go!" I exclaimed pissed until Nate pulled me down to his lap and kissed me and the argument I just had vanished.
"Baby, that was so damn sexy." He whispered in my ear and nibbled on it making me moan softy.
"OK!" Caitlyn said loudly causing me to jump off his lap. "Do that on your own time, not in front of us. Thank you."
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(Skip to Final Jam later that night)
Final Jam
I'm excited and nervous at the same time. My stage fright was still there from last year but not as bad. I've been working on this song for the past month and the only person who has heard it was Caitlyn and that was only because she did the music for it, but even she hasn't heard the final results for it. It was like a mini-concert, everyone was busy doing last minute touch-ups. I was frozen in my spot looking out at the audience; it was packed, people were even standing on the side because there were not enough seats. There were television cameras recording when Brown came out on stage.
"This is what you all came to see right?" Brown yelled into the microphone. "It's finally Final Jam. Now I told the campers that I had a surprise for them and that surprise is that we are being broadcasted all over the nation!" There was screams and gasps the filled the building; my stomach turned (not in the good way). "I have to say this year has been the best year so far and they are incredibly talented. Connect 3 came back as teachers again and there has been some drama but what's summer without drama?" He laughed. "There has been a change of plans as to who the judges are going to be; Connect 3 were supposed to be the judges but due to drama we don't want them to play favorites, so now the music producers are going to be the judges. First up we have Rose Johnson!"
I was still paralyzed in the same spot I been standing in since I've seen the cameras. Singing in front of people in the audience was one thing, but singing on television where thousands, if not millions of people were watching was a whole different story. People in my hometown were most likely watching since everybody knows Connect 3 came back to Camp Rock. If I fall or worse got out there and forget the lyrics not only was Nate and Camp Rock going to see but the whole nation and someone would post it on the internet.
"Oh my God." I whispered to myself backing away from the stage shaking my head. "Caitlyn!" I yelled running towards her."
"What's wrong Mitchie?" She asked.
"Did you hear him? Did you hear Brown? I can't do this!" I started freaking out.
"Yes you can. You worked so hard, you deserve to go out there and knock them on their asses."
"I can't, I can't, too many people. I have to leave." I turned around only to be pulled into a kiss.
"Baby, you can do this." Nate whispered looking my in the eyes.
"I can't." I told him.
"Yes you can. I know you can." He leaned down and gave me a soft kiss. I nod my head telling him ok. "Guess what?"
"What?" I asked.
"I love you." He smiled. "I've always loved you. Do you trust me?" He asked.
"Of course." I nodded my head at him
"Then trust when I say you can do this."
"I'm going to mess up." I closed my eyes as a tear fell.
"It doesn't matter." He kissed to the tear away. "Open your eyes." I looked into his eyes scared, "I love you Mitchie Torres. I don't care if you fall straight on your ass in the middle of the performance or become mute and forget the words. The only thing that matters is you going out there and doing your best. I'll be here for you if you win or lose."
"You love me?"
"Was it too early?" He asked sheepishly.
"No." I said but nod my head yes.
"Baby which is it?" He asks with amusement in his voice.
"No, not too early; and Yes I love you too." I said and his grin covered his face.
"Now last but not least, we have Ms. Mitchie Torres; the voice of Camp Rock!" Brown's voice called out over the room.
"Did he really just say that?" I asked Nate astonished, but he kept laughing.
"He's right baby. You are the voice of Camp Rock." He kissed my lips quickly and pushed me out of stage. "I love you Torres."
"I love you too."
"Hey everyone," I called out in the microphone. "Sorry about Brown I'm not the voice of Camp Rock." There was laughter in the audience. "This song is wrote and sung by me but the music was produced by my best friend Caitlyn." Caitlyn came out and said a quick hello. "This song is called "Fighter". Hope you enjoy it."
(Spoken)
After all you put me through
You'd think I'd despise you
But in the end I wanna thank you
'Cause you made that much stronger
(Song)
Well I thought I knew you
Thinking that you were true
Guess I, I couldn't trust called your bluff
Time is up, 'cause I've had enough
I sung in the microphone looking Shane in the eyes as he started looking around and shifting in his seat.
You were there by my side
Always down for the ride
I took the microphone out of the stand as I slide down it swing my hips and give him a wink.
But your joy ride just came down in flames
'Cause your greed sold me out in shame, mmm hmm
After all of the stealing and cheating
You probably think that
I hold resentment for you
But uh uh, oh no, you're wrong
I shook my head "no" telling him I don't hate him.
'Cause if it wasn't for all
That you tried to do
I wouldn't know just how capable I am to pull through
So I wanna say thank you
I jump off the stage and walk up to him . . .
'Cause it
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
I start to dance in front of him while having a grin plastered on my face while.
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
I stand in a fighting stance and throw my hair to the side exposing the side of my neck that he loved to kiss when we were dating; that now had Nate's mark on it.
Never saw it coming
I walked up to Tess and pointed in her face.
All of your backstabbing
Just so, you could cash in on a good thing
Before I'd realized your game
The spotlight followed me around as I kept walking.
I heard you're going 'round
Playin' the victim now
But don't even begin feelin' I'm the one to blame
'Cause you dug your own grave
After all of the fights and the lies
Guess you're wanting to hurt me
But that won't work anymore
No more, uh uh, it's over
'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture
I wouldn't know how to be this way now
And never back down
So I wanna say thank you
I jump up and down getting more in the song and flashing lights filled the room.
'Cause it
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
I walk up to Caitlyn and ask while singing . . .
How could this man I thought I know
Turn out to be unjust so cruel?
Could only see the good in you
Pretended not to see the truth
I walk back up to Shane and circle him slowly.
You tried to hide your lies
Disguise yourself through
Living in denial
But in the end you'll see
I stopped in his face and pointed at him with every word.
You won't stop me
I stood in a fighting stance.
I am a fighter
(I'm a fighter)
I shook my head "no"
I ain't gonna stop
(I ain't gonna stop)
I belted out the next part.
There is no turning back
I've had enough
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
Thought I would forget
But I, I remember
Yes I remember
I'll remember
Thought I would forget
But I remember
Yes I remember
I'll remember
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
I ended up back on stage with razor lights moving across me and the smoke machine filling the stage.
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
When I finished the crowd exploded and I blushed.
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