Caitlyn POV:
I was walking back to my cabin, humming and fiddling with a CD that had this type of software to help me with my producing. I was going to drop it off in my cabin and then head to the lunch area. Just when I was about to open the door to my cabin, Lola opened it to come out!
"Hey, Lola!" I was really happy to see her.
"Caitlyn, hi!" She cried, giving me a hug. "Where are you goin' with that CD?" she asked me.
"Just dropping it off in the cabin. Oh, by the way, Mitchie wants you to help her put up a poster above her bed." I told her.
"The Replay one? I already did that. It was bothering me." She giggled. I laughed with her and told her I'd meet her in the lunch area.
"Okay, see you!" She said, walking away, waving to me over her shoulder. I waved back and walked into the cabin. I strutted over to my bed, moving my head to the beat in my head. I opened the drawer and tossed the CD in there with my others. It's a good thing I label them, or I would have never been able the find the right one. When I turned around to look at Lola's bed I smiled. She had decorated it exactly had she did last year, only with a little less purple. It went really well with the room. But I frowned when I saw her boom box was gone. Then I realized she had it in her hand when she left. I shook my head and smiled. That Lola. She was probably going to create a huge dance thing in the cafeteria. I went in the bathroom to make sure I didn't have any flour on my face. I didn't so I just looked at my appearance quickly. I had a green shirt with a smooth, no buttons, no pockets blue vest, with shorts, brown suspenders and bright neon green Converse. I smiled, grabbed my phone and ran out of the cabin. I was starving, and Connie always knew how to make a good Mac n' Cheese.
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When I opened the door, I was instantly greeted by a beat. Sander and Barron were dancing and beat boxing to a Barry Lewis song on Lola's boom box. I smiled and sat down next to Mitchie who was bobbing her head to the beat, watching them. She looked at me.
"Hey! I got you food, since you were a little late." She told me, handing me a plate of food. That was Mitchie, always thinking of others before herself.
"Thanks!" I said. When I was done with my meal, Lola and Ella had joined Barron and Sander. The song had changed to 'Tougher' by Kanye East. I beamed at the dancing. I loved to dance, and I would probably join in soon, but I tried to control myself. Peggy came over and sat on Mitchie's left side.
"Hi, Peggy!" Mitchie greeted.
"Sup'?" I waved.
"Hey guys. It's nice to see you again!" She smiled.
"It's nice to see you, too! To tell you the truth, I didn't think you'd be here." I said.
She looked confused. "Huh?"
"We thought you were getting a record deal," Mitchie answered.
Peggy interrupted my thoughts by saying, "Oh, well, I did, but they held it off until after this summer, because I wanted to have one last awesome summer at Camp Rock."
I laughed. "Good choice!"
Mitchie smiled. "Well, it will probably be one of your best years, seeing as you and Ella ditched Tess."
Peggy leaned in and whispered, "Speaking of Tess, you know how she was all nice after Final Jam?"
We nodded.
"Well, ever since her mom released her new hit album, Tess almost went back to her old ways."
Mitchie and I looked at each other. "What's almost mean?" Mitchie asked.
"It means she's nicer than before, but still totally mean. She also got a new posse, see?" Peggy looked behind us. We turned and saw Tess in a pretty tangerine orange dress looking at Lola, Ella, Barron, and Sander with disgust, while her new friends sat around her. A curly redhead was filing her nails, while a brunette with loose curls at the end of her hair flipped through a magazine. A girl with straight black layered hair in Uggs, ripped gray skinny jeans, a yellow and black shirt was fixing her hair in a mirror. The brunette was wearing a cute pink shirt with tight tan Capri's and black Vans and the redhead was wearing a long white shirt with a big yellow smiley face, dark shorts, and black Converse.
I turned back to Mitchie and Peggy. "Once again Tess outshines her followers."
Mitchie giggled and said, "I didn't see that coming."
Peggy and I laughed. We then turned our attention back to the dancers.
"Wow, they're really good!" Peggy exclaimed.
"Yeah, they are!" Mitchie said. "Cait's pretty awesome too!"
I smiled and shrugged. "I'm okay."
"Try the best! Right after producing, it's your best talent!" Mitchie cried.
I blushed. "Thanks," I muttered.
I looked at them a little longer.
Mitchie grinned and said, "Oh, I know you're dying over here, just go dance!"
"Well, sometimes I just can't deny my wicked moves!" I beamed.
"We'll encourage you!" Peggy grinned. She pulled Mitchie and they started clapping to the beat and dancing on their chairs.
Just then Connect 3 came in. I was a little surprised, but that wasn't going to stop me from dancing. I'd been holding it in long enough. I jumped out of my chair and began dancing. Lola grinned and called, "What took you so long?"
"I don't know," I called back, smiling from ear to ear and still dancing my heart out. "I guess I just needed a little kick."
Mitchie POV:
Back in our cabin, I started rubbing lotion on my arms. Caitlyn was typing away on her laptop, trying out her new software. Lola was yawning and listening to her iPod. We were all on our beds. I shook my arms, jangling my bracelets. I sighed, tugged at my shorts, examined my black Converse and fiddled with the hem of my light purple tank top with the ruffles. I then played around with my long beaded necklace with a long dog at the end.
Caitlyn looked at me with a smirk on her face.
"What?" I asked.
"You're thinking about him aren't you?"
There was a long pause. "Maybe." I muttered.
Suddenly Lola woke right up and turned off her iPod. "Who, Shane? Oh, Mitchie, you guys are totally meant for each other! I mean the way he looks at you…" She sighed. "You are just so lucky."
Caitlyn giggled. "Whoa, there's a Lola I haven't seen in a while."
Lola blushed. "So Mitchie, when are you going to ask him out?"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Who said anything about dating him?" I said defensively.
Caitlyn rolled her eyes. "Mitchie, this can't keep going on forever, can it? I mean you guys have to go out sometime." She closed her laptop. Uh-oh. When she closes her laptop, you're in for a full time lecture.
"Mitchie, c'mon, you have to do something. If he doesn't make a move, then you're going to have to, and all it has to be is a little hint, nothing more! I just know Shane will go for it. I just know he will." She told me, giving me a stern look.
I sighed.
"And if you don't do it, we will." Lola stated, crossing her arms.
I sat up. "W-What?"
"That's right. If you don't make the first move, then we'll just have to get you together."
I jumped out of bed. "Oh, no. This is between Shane and me. If we don't end up together, fine, because I know he doesn't like me, I know this'll ruin our friendship and I know it will definitely not work. So you guys have to promise to lay off, okay? No offense, but I just can't take this right now."
Caitlyn and Lola looked a little surprised at my outburst, but said, "We promise."
"Good," I said, putting a hand to my head. This was stressful. And it was only the first day of camp! "I'm gonna go see mom. Bye guys."
I walked out of the cabin and right into Shane.
"Shane!" My heart gave the familiar flutter. "Uh…what are you doing here?"
He smiled at me. Mmm…he had a really nice smile…
"Oh, I was just walking around. I didn't know you lived here." He said, looking at the building behind me. I realized I was playing with my hands.
"Oh, yeah, I do. With Caitlyn and Lola." I told him, relieved he hadn't heard the conversation that had just taken place.
"Cool. I'm with Nate and Jason, of course." He said, looking back at me with those gorgeous eyes.
"Of course," I grinned.
"Hey, want to take a walk?" he asked me.
I smiled. "I'd like that."
Right then, I didn't care that he was a super famous pop star. I didn't care that he probably didn't like me the way I liked him. I didn't even care that he was twisting
around his purity ring, a sure sign he was nervous. All I cared about right then, was that he had shown interest in me, Michelle Elizabeth Torres. It wasn't a kiss, but it was a walk alone. And that was good enough for me.
