I'm That Lie You Can Trust-Chapter Three
A/N- There are Thank You's that need to be issued to: Andy the Christmas Tree (LMAO, chainsaw XD), monko25 (Haha, you're just like me : Except, I probably fall a lot more than you do XD), GothicSorceressRikku15, ExtremeXShinyXHeartagram, geek'd, Casandralina, diyagirl315, kavril, purropolisprincess, Twixgirl, and gossipgirlloveex58 (I feel special because I was the first one she added to her favorite stories :D).
So, I have finally reached chapter three. You know, this is the farthest I've ever gotten with a story. I'll always start a story on Microsoft or something and I'll just keep writing, but once I stop writing, all my ideas just disappear. I hope that doesn't happen with this story.
And I saw Mama Mia! I thought it was hilarious. There were gay, shirtless men dancing and hugging in the rain. I also saw the play version of it and I liked the play better. It was funny when I was eating my Chipotle burrito and about half of the rice landed in my lap. And that's not all. I almost ended up going out the emergency exit in the middle of the movie when I thought I was going to the bathroom.
P.S. The Point of View may jump around a little, but not much.
Disclaimer: I don't own the title, I don't own Camp Rock or any of its original characters. I do own the characters that I make up. I do not own the song used in this chapter.
I'm That Lie You Can Trust Chapter Three-
"H-h-hey Shane. What's up?" I heard myself saying, my voice quivering. I smiled at him nervously.
Once he heard me speak, the shock in his eyes disappeared and his voice hardened, "What are you doing here?" He asked, through barred teeth. I looked around and noticed that it had gone quiet and everybody in the lot was staring at us.
"I thought I was here for a fun summer at Camp Rock, you know, to make up for last year." I said. He rolled his eyes at my answer. He opened his mouth to say something else, probably something rude, when Brown emerged and asked what was going on.
"Nothing." Shane said, still glaring at me. He walked away, towards the cabin he was going to share with his uncle. Brown looked over at me, then to the back of Shane's retreating head. He gave me one last look and followed his nephew.
I looked at Caitlyn , who was glaring at everybody in the lot. I looked over at the teens and everybody went back to what they were doing. I wanted to punch myself. I just made a fool out of myself in front of the entire camp.. again.
"Hey, why don't we go hang out in your cabin? We still have some more catching up to do. We talk about how much of an ass Shane is or that really cute guy you were talking to before." Caitlyn said, smiling. She was trying to cheer me up. I nodded my head and we walked away, toward my cabin.
--Later That Day; 10 Minutes Before Open Mic--
"Mitchie! Open this door right now!" I heard Caitlyn yell from the other side of my cabin door. She started pounding her fist against the door frame, since she couldn't exactly hit the screen door.
"Hold on a second woman! Be patient!" I snapped. "Now, I was looking for something. What was it again?" I mumbled, looking around the cabin. I looked through the door to see a fuming Caitlyn. "Hey, do you remember what I was looking for? I remember it started with and H right? No wait, didn't it start with an F? No, no, no, it started with s-"
"It was your shoe, Mitchie! YOUR FREAKING SHOE!" I blinked at her and looked at my feet, noticing only my right shoe was on, my left foot only wearing a sock.
"Oh, I remember now!" I dropped on all fours and looked under my bed. I pushed aside my bag and a few other items of clothing. Finally, after a long search, I found the missing left shoe. I pulled it out from under the bed and held it high in the air victoriously. "Finally, you stupid shoe!"
"Great, now you can put it on and we can go." Caitlyn said, obviously still mad about what happened half an hour earlier.
You see, when we finally reached my cabin, we were already talked out so we decided to watch a DVD on my laptop I pulled out 5 DVDs from my case, since that's all it could hold. I placed them on the bed and we argued over which one to watch. The 5 choices were: Nightmare Before Christmas, War of the Worlds, Employee of the Month, Dawn of the Dead, and Transformers.
Now, I am terrified of scary movies. I have been since I was five when my dad let me watch The Exorcist. I only brought Dawn of the Dead because of my mom who is really into them. So guess which movie Caitlyn wanted to watch. Dawn of the Freaking Dead.
So we're watching the movie, and I was to busy hyperventilating that I didn't notice that Caitlyn had disappeared. When the movie was near the end, I finally noticed she wasn't there.
"Caitlyn?" I whispered into the empty cabin. No answer. "Caitlyn? Caitlyn, are you there?" I said, a little louder. I slowly got off of my bed, standing up as quietly as I could. What if the zombies got to her? I walked over to the screen door and looked outside, and saw only grass, leaves, and the other cabins.
I was still looking when, all of a sudden, Caitlyn jumped in front of the screen door. She had her arms in the air and she yelled, "MITCHIE! OOGA-BOOGA!" I screamed and locked the door.
And that's why she's outside of my cabin. I decided to leave her outside.
Hey, if there is going to be a zombie attack, I need to sacrifice somebody. And that certain somebody is Caitlyn.
I quickly shoved my shoe onto my foot, fumbling with the laces, and walked outside to Caitlyn. "Finally." she grumbled as we headed over to Open Mic. When we finally reached the Mess Hall where Open Mic was being held (A/N-At least, I think it was in the Mess Hall right? Tell me if I'm wrong, please), I yanked open the door and held it open for Caitlyn.
She walked in ahead of me and I followed her in. Inside, the place was crowded with campers. We stood in the doorway for a few minutes, looking over the tops of people's heads in a desperate search to find somebody we knew. Our search ended when I spotted Aaron standing with a boy about my age who was just a little taller than him. Aaron saw me looking at him and waved me over with his hand.
I poked Caitlyn in the arm since she was still looking. Once I had her attention I nodded towards Aaron, who was still waving us over. We pushed and shoved our way through the crowd until we were finally in front of Aaron and his friend.
Aaron smiled and said, "Hey Caitlyn." He turned toward me and it looked like his smile grew a little wider, "Hey Mitchie. What's up?"
"Nothing really. Just standing here, waiting for Open Mic to start." I said, looking over my shoulder at all the groups of teenagers. I noticed Tess was standing with Peggy and Ella. I looked back over at Aaron and asked, "Are you going to perform or anything?" I asked him.
"Nah, I'm just here to watch talented people." He grinned at me. For some reason, I felt myself blushing.
"Umm, who's your friend here?" I asked, changing the subject and turning to the guy standing next to Aaron.
The boy reached his right hand out to me and said, "Hey, my name's Jacob. I go to the same school as Aaron." I put out my hand to meet with his and we shook hands. Caitlyn and Jacob also shook hands.
"Yup, Jacob's pretty much my best friend. Has been for about," Aaron paused to look over at Jacob, "How many years, Jacob?"
"I'd say about 5- no, 6 years, Aaron." said Jacob. I rolled my eyes at them and turned around to see Brown walk in and announce the first person who was going up to perform.
"Quiet down, quiet down." Brown said over the roar of the campers. The teenagers started quieting down. "For those people who are here for their first time, welcome. For those returnees, welcome back for another exciting, fun-filled summer at Camp Rock." Brown said with a smile.
"Now, our first performer is," He looked at the clip board where people signed up to perform at Open Mic, "a Miss Samantha Freeman."
"That'd be me." I heard a voice to my right say. I looked to my right to see a girl emerge from the crowd. She was taller than me-way taller than me and was wearing a pair of wedge heeled sandals to make her even taller. She was wearing a gray zebra heart shirt, a denim mini skirt, black pothole tights, and a pair of black flats.
She had shoulder length auburn hair and her skin was fair. She had a pair of black Dior glasses perched on top of her head.
Samantha walked over to Brown and he handed her the microphone. "Is this your first time here at Camp Rock?" Brown asked her.
Samantha smiled at him, and said, "Yeah. I couldn't come last year because of a previous affair. I'm just happy I could finally come." Brown smiled and the asked her to start.
She turned around and put her tape inside of the stereo. She turned around to face the audience and raised the microphone to her lips.
Your pockets are swell It looks like you're doing well (That's right) But is that Rodeo, or is it Chanel Zirconium or diamonds, it's so hard to tell You're watching my movesBut that's nothing newYou're showing me something
But you've got to prove that
That rolls are fifties, not just one or two
She had a good voice, but her lyrics were so.. dirty. I felt a tug on my sleeve and looked behind me to see that Aaron pointing to something. I followed his finger and saw two empty spaces on one of the table's benches. Aaron and I quickly hurried over to them before they were taken.
Ooh wanna get to know ya Ooh might have, might have something for ya Ooh let me tell ya something Cause if you don't know
Now you know
Samantha laughed and continued to sing.No shoes, no shirt, no service No game, no gold, no me (No me) No cash, no car, no coochie (No coochie) Cause no one comes for free
Now that you know, what I'm looking for Gucci, and Prada, and Louis Vuitton A 60 foot yacht I'll be sun tanning on
She was strutting up and down the walkway.
Ooh, wanna get to know ya (Big spender) Ooh, might have, might have something for ya (For you) Ooh, let me tell ya something (Let me tell you something) Cause I'm a gold digger, so what? No shoes, no shirt, no service (Gotta spend that dough) No game, no gold, no me (Spend it, spend it) No cash, no car, no coochie (Oh, no coochie) Cause no one comes for free (No one comes for free) (Oh, yeah) Woot Oh, yeah Spend it, Spend it Oh, yeah (Ooh) That's right
I was to caught up in watching Samantha's performance that I didn't notice the doors to the Mess Hall open and somebody walked inside, blending in with the crowd.
I would like to get to know you better then I do (I do) If you've got the money, honey, then I'm here for you
(Shane's P.O.V.)
Well, it's not like I have anything better to do. I opened to the door to the Mess Hall and stepped inside. I stepped into an empty spot in the corner of the cabin that had a clear shot of the girl who was in the middle of her performance. I saw a group of guys nodding in approval of the girl's dance moves.
No shoes, no shirt, no service No game, no gold, no me (No me) No cash, no car, no coochie (No coochie) Cause no one comes for free (No one comes for free)
I was watching her strut down the walkway when my eyes landed on someone I was hoping not to see. Mitchie.
She was sitting on one of the table's benches, watching the girl sing, with a smile on her face. I could feel myself glaring at her.
How can she be having a good time when I'm so mad?! I thought, still glaring at her. I didn't notice anybody was sitting next to her until he leaned over to say something to her.
Wait a minute. HE? I saw her lean toward him and say something, her smile growing. I noticed him smile, also.
He said something else and Mitchie shrugged her shoulders. She looked around the room and shrugged her shoulders again. He said something else and shrugged his shoulders.
Now I could feel myself glaring at both of them.
Who the hell is he?
(End of Shane's P.O.V.)
No shoes, no shirt, no service (Ooh) No game, no gold, no me (Spend that dough on me) No cash, no car, no coochie (Sugar daddy)Cause no one comes for free (No one comes for free) (On meeeeeeeeeeeeee) Spend it, spend it (On meeeeeeeeeeeeee) Oh, that's right Yeah Spend it, spend it (On meeeeeeeeeeeeee) On me, honey Uh
(I apologize if I fumbled up the lyrics and if some of the lines are choppy. Word is messing up DX)
(Back to Mitchie's P.O.V.)
Everyone started applauding as soon as the music finished. You could hear a lot of "whooping" from the guys.
"Do you see them yet?" Aaron asked me.
We were looking for Caitlyn and Jacob. We realized we had ditched them in the middle of Samantha's song. My eyes landed on two people standing next to each other on the opposite side of the room. I poked Aaron, who was looking I the wrong direction, in the back. Once I had his attention, I pointed to where Caitlyn and Jacob were standing. We waved them over and they sat down on the bench next to ours.
Then Brown came back to announce the next performer.
After Open Mic
The rest of Open Mic went well. There were a lot of good performers and I enjoyed listening to them. Aaron, Caitlyn, Jacob, and I were walking out of the Mess Hall and towards the cabins.
I looked at my watch and noticed that it was late. I told them I had to go and that I would talk to them tomorrow.
I waved goodbye and walked over to my cabin. When I got inside I changed out of my clothes and into my pajamas and climbed into bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow I was out.
Song Used-
-No Shirt, No Shoes, No Service- Cory Lee
A/N- So, there's chapter three. Not amazing, I know, but it adds on to the story. Thanks for reviewing and I hope you will review this chapter as well :D Umm, I would also like to thank the people who have put a Story Alert on I'm That Lie You Can Trust, but if it's not to much to ask, would you please take a second or two to just write a little review? It would be greatly appreciated : And you'll get your name posted in the next chapter for a Thank You :D
Thanks You For Your Love :D
Spoilers For Chapter 4-
"Good luck with your first class. You'll need it" -Brown
"Who's your daddy?!" -Caitlyn
"Yum. Morning Carbs." -Mitchie