Ch. 4 Dance Party

Maggie POV

Caitlyn, unfortunately, made me get dressed up for this shindig of horror. I knew that I was probably the only one who thought this, but if I didn't go people would ask questions and I would become one of the official losers of the camp. Not to mention that Caitlyn would have my head if I sat out.

"Oh good, you brought a dress," Caitlyn sighed in relief whilst raiding my closet. I groaned. Mitchie had made me bring a dress for no apparent reason even though I can stand the things. The dress was spaghetti-strapped, blue and sparkly, what I had worn to Homecoming last year.

"Don't tell me we have to wear dresses," I groaned. Caitlyn rolled her eyes.

"Yes, yes we do. The guys have to wear tuxes and stuff, so we can laugh at them," she grinned. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the dress.

"Just be grateful that I'm even doing this," I sighed, changing into the dress. I heard Caitlyn chuckle and when I turned around she was in a non-sparkly (as shocking as this was) purple halter, rolling her eyes.

"What did Mitchie throw on?" I asked, smirking. She was actually going with a date, Shane (of course.) I had been helping set up the tech in the dance hall while she was getting ready.

"A green, semi-sparkly strapless. Ready to go?" she laughed. I rolled my eyes, grabbed my purse and followed.

We soon reached the mess hall, which I had observed being transformed into a dance floor with food surrounding. Caitlyn and I entered, and I immediately groaned and turned around, attempting to leave.

"Oh no you don't!" Caitlyn grabbed my arm and pulled me back into the hall. I groaned again.

"Please Caitlyn, don't make me!" I moaned. Caitlyn rolled her eyes.

"You're staying, and you're going to have fun. C'mon," Caitlyn grinned evilly, "Let's dance."

"Oh no, no, no, no, no!" I gasped. Caitlyn just laughed and we started goofing around on the dance floor. I admit it was silly fun. The music currently was, of course, Connect 3. I looked around for Mitchie and saw her talking to Lola, both of whom were laughing. I waved and she came running over as quickly as possible.

"Hey Maggie! Wow, Caitlyn, you cleaned her up good." I stuck my tongue out at her.

"Yes, I do quite a good job. Oh look, here comes Shane," Caitlyn and I quickly ran away from Shane and Mitchie before the make-out fest started. We went over and grabbed some sodas, laughing together and dancing while the Hasta La Vista crew went on.

Suddenly Nate from Connect 3 came up and nodded at us. We both turned around and Caitlyn struck up a conversation with him about her productions, but I kept blushing as he kept looking at me.

A new song sung by Lola, Peggy and Ella came on. Caitlyn went off to get some food, and Nate turned to me.

Aww, shit, Caitlyn. Why couldn't you stay around? I thought desperately.

"Do you want to dance?" Nate asked awkwardly. I mentally groaned again. I wanted to say No no no! But I was far too polite. Grudgingly, I answered, "Sure."

He took me by the waist and began to spin me around as Lola sang her new song, Silly Boi. It was a slow song, even more mortifying in this particular situation. I was constantly waiting for Lola's typical fast beat to begin, but it never did.

I decided to take this punishment dignified and cooperated during the dance, although not so much so that I would encourage him. Nate looked kind of nervous as he gently pulled me across the floor.

"So, Maggie… why are you in my beginner's guitar class?" Nate asked conversationally. I shrugged.

"I'm not that good at the basics even if I know them, so I figured I should really learn them before I venture into intermediate stuff," I sighed.

Nate nodded, "You know, when Camp's over and stuff I'll teach you what I'm teaching in my intermediate class, you know, if you want me to," Nate blushed.

I mentally sighed, but replied, "No, that's okay, really."

Nate nodded, taking that answer. We were silent for the rest of the song, and when Lola finally stopped singing he let go of me politely.

"Thanks," he said as he left. As weird as that had been, and as much as I wish it hadn't been, I felt curiously warmer now. Shrugging, I turned and walked back to the food tables, heading over to Peggy to talk.

CampRock

Jason POV

I wished that I had someone to dance with. What was the point of going to a 'dance' if you didn't have anyone to dance with? I sighed and drank some punch as I watched everyone dance on the floor. I smiled to myself as Maggie and Nate pulled apart from each other. They were such darlings, the both of them, and so meant for each other.

I saw Caitlyn, the producer girl with the pretty brown eyes and curly hair, talking animatedly with Sander. I thought that this might be a chance to get a dance, so I walked over cautiously. Both looked up at my presence.

"Hi," I smiled. Both nodded at me. A new song started by Peggy and Ella, and I took the opportunity to ask Caitlyn.

"So, Caitlyn, do you want to dance?" I asked calmly. She looked over at Sander for a minuet, and then shrugged.

"Sure," and I took her across the floor. Her hair smelt like strawberries.

"So, Jason, what are you into, I mean, besides music?" Caitlyn asked.

"Birds," I answered automatically, like a reflex. Caitlyn raised an eyebrow.

"Like, feathers and tweeting birds?" Caitlyn smirked. I shrugged.

"Yeah. They're really interesting when you read about them, and songbirds aren't the only ones. There are predatory birds, penguins, seabirds, land-birds, tropical birds… my favorite is the toucan," I smiled. Caitlyn started to look at me like I was missing some parts of my brain. I knew this look well.

"Um… are you into anything else?" Caitlyn asked awkwardly. I shrugged.

"I like to read, but don't tell Shane. He'll have a hemorrhage," Caitlyn laughed out loud, looking instantly more comfortable.

"Well, that's good. What books have you read?" Caitlyn asked. I shrugged.

"Well, the usual, Lord of the Flies, Wuthering Heights, A Separate Peace, Rebecca…" I let my voice trail off. Caitlyn raised an eyebrow.

"You read books? Like, old books?" she smirked. I shrugged.

"Yeah, they're good. But I've also read Harry Potter, if you're worried," I grinned. Caitlyn laughed again and the song ended.

"Well, it was nice talking with you, Jason. I'll see you around," and Caitlyn left, heading over to Maggie and Peggy to talk. I smiled to myself.

This time, I hadn't blown it with a girl. Maybe I should talk less about birds and more about books more often.

CampRock

Mitchie POV

Shane had come by and swept me off my feet, as per usual, about ten minuets before the dance actually started. It was moments such as that that made me smile and remember why I love him so much.

Now we were dancing to a song put on by Ricky, Barron and Sander's new bud, and Barron. It wasn't too slow but it wasn't too fast, and I conveniently got to rest my head in Shane's shoulder. I particularly liked the smell of his cologne that day.

"Mitchie," Shane murmured, "Do you remember your birthday last year?" he asked as he spun me around.

"Of course, how could I forget?" I smiled into his neck, "You had gotten me my bracelet." Said bracelet was currently on my wrist, the inscription saying You're my Voice.

"And I told you I loved you for the first time," Shane murmured, still holding onto me tightly.

"And I told you I loved you too," I smiled, looking up at him finally.

"And then we made out," Shane laughed. I smacked his arm as we continued to dance and a new song came on, this time a piano piece put on by my awesome cousin.

"Oh, and remember Christmas?" I asked, grinning at him. He nodded eagerly.

"We fell asleep together on your couch and your mom nearly flipped," Shane laughed, "But then we explained and all had cookies."

"I can't believe your family," I sighed, shaking my head sadly.

"Hey, Uncle Brown came over for dinner," Shane grinned. I sighed.

"It's not the same. What did you do, again, to make your parents and younger brother hate you so much?"

"Well, I think it was leaving them and getting an unstable career as a singer rather than stay, go to college, and become a lawyer like they always wanted," Shane sighed, "and as for my younger brother, it was because I made them so anxious about their children's futures they practically put him in shackles. He's going to become a lawyer or else my mom may have a seizure," I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"Do you ever regret not following their wishes?" I asked softly. Shane kissed my temple while shaking his head.

"If I hadn't, I wouldn't have you," he murmured, "and trust me, I would have done it all again. Thank God for Uncle Brown," he sighed. I lifted my head to look at him.

"My parents would never have paid for the three years I spent as a camper," Shane shrugged, "My uncle brought me here because he knew I had musical ability. I guess Uncle Brown is more like my father than my actual father will ever be," I leaned up and kissed his lips softly.

"I'm glad. Hey, we have something in common," Shane raised an eyebrow.

"We both had to rely on charity to get here," I whispered softly. Shane kissed me fiercer than I had kissed him.

"I don't care what anyone says, you deserve to be here more than some of these shlubs," Shane sighed. I giggled and rested my head on his chest again.

"That means more to me than you will ever know, Shane," I whispered softly. Shane smiled against my head.

"Remember our conversation right after Final Jam last year?" Shane asked softly. I nodded.

"We went out into a canoe, and I explained why I lied, because I wanted to fit in for once, and then you told me that you would never be so shallow as to judge me because of where I came from. Then we kissed," I smiled wider.

"And I asked you to be my girlfriend and we kissed again and the canoe tipped over," Shane laughed. I giggled and nodded against him.

"And Caitlyn laughed at us," I smirked. Shane rolled his eyes.

"Caitlyn laughs at us much too much," Shane sighed. I giggled again.

"And my mom said you could be my boyfriend if you helped us pack up the next morning, so you stayed even though Nate was ready to bite your head off," Shane laughed really loudly at this.

"And Jason stayed too because he wanted to bird watch so Nate had to stay," I giggled.

"I love your band mates," I smiled. Shane grinned.

"I'm glad. It makes my life easier." We kissed again as yet another song started. Shane pulled away, grabbed my hand, and led me outside away from the crowds, the stuffiness, and the watching eyes.

AN: Sorry that this chapter's shorter and kind of boring. In the next one the drama starts! Yay! Please review! D