Yeah, new chapter! I basically listened to Live to Party by the Jonas Brothers like 20 times while writing this. It might or may not seem like it fits this chapter to you. But you should defenitly listen to it. Hopefully, if you live in the U.S.A and are 18 or older voted. Because serisouly I can't vote and us young poeple need to speak out somehow. Anyway from potiltics. Read please. Song in this chapter is Marching by Paula DeAnda. And each sections, is a new day on this chapter.
Disclamer: I'm a song writer but to not write this song
Disclamer: If I owned camp rock, I would be on my way to winning a grammy and oscar(for being in it). Plus I would probably be having an ablum coming out , atleast one song with the jonas brothers in it. And Shane and Mitchie would of kissed. Not just on the deleted scene!
Chapter 4
As, the days past by... Awesomly!
Okay, I've got nothing. I throw, yet another peice of paper in the recyling , again I was the last one out of class. But this time it was songwriting class. It was taught, by this last Peggy Dupree. Though she told us to call her Peggy. Her name sounded familiar. But it was not really important at the moment. The point was I no inspiration. And with everything around me. Maybe, I can write about that. How their is all this beauty around us but it comes as nothingness, to us. Though I doubt anybody would listen to it. And, how would I even write anything like that.
I exited the cabin with this though, I spotted Matt outside. I jogged down to him being carefully not to trip , because how steep the 'hill' was. I had become quick friends with him in the last few days. Okay it's only day 4, of camp. But boys are somehow easier to become friends with. Though most boys are well... idiots, in my opinion.
And here comes example one:
Logan, suddenly cam running past us. Steeping in my foot in the process. Again, rude! Anyway them a bunch of girls coming screaming behind him. Then, he stops, turning back and taunts them, sticking out he's tongue. Just in fact for them to crowd around, him. Smart Move. Yeah, right. I just don't get how they want him. I mean him, of all guys!
" So you performing for the Jam, tomorrow?" Matt asked me, once we started down a path.
" Nope, I've got nothing. I would perform one of my old songs... but I don't think their that good." I explained, kicking a pebble.
" Your, probably just saying that because, you have a superstar brother to it to." Okay, , much. But I half to say I was kidn'va taken back by that. I mean he never said he didn't believe me. But, Opal liked him so...
" Umm, I guess. But I still don't think their that good. What about you?"
" I haven't finished, anything. Plus, I'm already helping..." I knew exactly who he, was talking about. So I didn't ask.
" What if you ask, Opal to help you?" I suggested, ducking under a branch. I looked back at him since he still had;t talked. I notices he's light shade of pinkish orange. Aww! As I asked before. Why aren't these two together?
" Umm, we aren't on good talking terms."
" What!" I blurted, they talked all the time. That was the way-
" Uhh, I mean she's supposed to be working on something." he explained, rubbing the back of he's neck. Okay something seriously, going on here.
" Where is Trinity!" I heard, Brookyln shrieked. I had just walked into Pajama the next day. I was in gray leggings pair over by black shorts. With a white tank-top, and sweatshirt over it. So call me tacky. You will be suprised how cold it gets at night.
I hurried past the two tins. Something tells me she's about to have a hissy fit. I walked over to Olivia and Opal. Sydeny was performing tonight, I guess. I knew yesterday, she was debating whether or not to sign-up. Which again, kidn'va surprises me because she seems more like a fully confident type of girl. Not, matter if she seems shy or not.
Anyway,Opal and Olivia of course, had matching zebra print pajamas. Opal's om green and Olivia purple. For not having the same personality, or even twins they dress-alike. Probably some sibling thing. I mean me and Nate have the same style.
" Do you have any sugar?" Olivia asked, once I sat down.
" Okay, who carries around sugar?" Opal asked, sighing exparsetedely.
" Well I think, more people should carry around, sugar packets." I watch this scene unfold, in humor. You know it is so much funner , watching siblings bicker, Than being in the argument.
" More people? Who carries, around sugar packets. Period?"
" I do."
" That's stupid."
" Did you just call, sugar stupid?" Okay, I just had to laugh at that. Opal shout me a bad look. Gosh, lighten up.
" Sorry, but you know that was funny." When she finally cracked a smile, I took out a bag of gummy worms.
" Sugar!" Olivia exclaimed.
After, five shot minutes of snaking, Dee came on stage.
" Do to some problems. Your first signer is Sydeny Dupree." Coming on stage. I noticed first glance that she was nervous. Easily, read by her fallen shoulders. And the look 'of I'm about to throw-up' on her face. I grinned up at her and gave her a thumbs up. " You'll be fine" I mouthed to her. Gosh, I hate how the a stage can change a fully-confident person go to a shrub. Kidn'va like me Expect, I not that confident. Though, I'm probably one of the only people who would admit that.
" This is the first song, I during with a instrument. And I wrote it a while ago...Umm. So hopefully you'll like it." She explained, signaling somebody in the back. She took a deep breath, then closed her eyes.
The beat, of something like a marching band started. But for some weird reason reminded me of soldiers.
If you only knew
Trouble she's been going through
Could you walk in her shoes
When you ain't got nothing to lose
Say you hope and pray one day
That you get back what they took away
She opened, one eye. You could still tell she was nervous. But I think she wither saw all good reactions or didn't care because she opened both.
So you keep on marching
So you keep on marching
So when you feel like the sky is falling
And there's nowhere to hide
Tell me, are tired of that crawling?
Then open your eyes
So we go left right left
Left right left(So you keep on marching)
Lest right left(So you keep on marching)
Left right left
Wow, that must half to been, one experience she went through. Writing something like this.
They're try to tear you down
But you gotta keep pushing somehow
Baby stand proud
Don't be just another face in the crowd( Yeah)
No matter what your going through
There's someone out there just like you
So you keep on marching
So you you keep on marching
I think she started to actually believe in her lyrics because she started walking on the platform of the stage with full on confidence. Plus the words seemed to flow out of her mouth more naturally, then forced.
So when you feel like the sky is falling
And there's nowhere to hide
Tell me, are you tired of that crawling?
Then open your eyes
So we go left right left
Left right left(So you keep on marching)
Left right left (So you keep on marching)
Left right left
Hard to cause a miracle
Can't get up just make your move
(Yeah)
Don't procrastinate(No, No)
Together we will overcome
Marching to a soldier drum
(Ohhhhhh!)
So we go step by step
Step by step(So we keep on marching)
Step by step(So you keep on marching)
Left right left(So you keep on marching)
Left right left(so you keep on marching)
Ohhh!
Though the ohh seemed a little off, she kept going.
So when you feel like the sky is falling
And there nowhere to hide
Tell me, are you tires off that crawling?
Then open your eyes
So we go left right left
Left right left(So you keep on marching)
Left right left(So you keep on marching)
Left right left
Wait was she about to cry?
So when you feel like the sky is falling
And there's nowhere to hide
Tell, me are you tire od that crwling?
Then open your eyes
So we go left right left
Left right left(So keep on marching)
Left right left(So keep on marching)
Left right left
Cheers exploded, through the room. She smiled, pushing back hair that collided in her watery eyes. (A/N: Basically hair in her eyes. Yeah but I wanted to write it in a 'fancy' way)
" That was Marching. Not available on Itunes." She said, leaving a her-like comment.
I laid on my top bunk in the direction of were , supposedly my feet were supposed to be when I slept. Pad of paper in front of me. I gave up on trying to write a song. It was supposed to come to me anyway. I mean the point of writing songs, were about your emotions, anyway/ So for know, I was writing a letter. Gosh, it sucks, not having a cellphone. But would it even work here? I know Shane got one those super high-tech type, that works about anywhere. But theirs one in the Main Cabin. Oh, well. I'm staying put.
Dear annoyingly lovely family,
Hi guys! Hopefully no one has ended up in the hospital, yet.
I stopped, pausing. To tell you the truth, I really had no idea what to write. I mean I loved my sisters, I guess. But it wasn't as if we were close. We fought. But I mean like really fight with my sisters. I know it seems bad or whatever. But it's true. I mean I haven't you already noticed, I haven't mentioned them the whole time I was here. I was kidn'va close with my lid sis, Clover. But she was only 7 and way different. The other two plain annoying. Like trying to make my life miserable. I think one of the reasons, I actually get along with Nate was because of music. So again. I crumbled up another piece of paper and put it to the side.
Dear Annoyingly Lovely Family,
So how's your summer? Everything seems to be going alright over here. Nate and the gang are going to be here soon. Oh, and remember to watch Andrew at least a little bit. Chandra and Callista, I , see you guys, at final jam!
Your sis and daughter,
Sapphire
P.S Hopefully nobody's got into the hospital already!
Okay, not exactly what I wanted to say. But at least it was something. Next class. Music Compression meaning about noted, pitch and blablabla.
Today was totally not a hair day. It was exemtremely humid, out. I guess my hair was okay. I mean it didn't seem so much a big deal. Plus it was only a little frizzy. Not like some peoples.
" Stupid water molecules." Opal muttered as we all traveled, down to the lake's swimming area. All meaning Sydeny, Olivia Matt, Opal-obvisously- and me.
" Oh, suck it up, and be a woman." Olivia proclaimed.
" Okay, no!" I exclaimed, laughing.
" Then what? I can start singing show tunes. Really bad. And you know how bad, I can sing when, I sing badly on purpose because-"
" Okay you can shut-up. Know!" Opal exclaimed.
" Know girls, no fighting. Everyone get into line know. And were going to do showgirl, kick, liney things." Matt joked, and probably one of the fakiest valley girl accents. I ever heard.
" Uh, not going to happen... How about this... we attack you. And you go running around like a sycho killer is after you." Sydeny suggested. Matt, looked at all of us weirdly, as if trying to figure out what she meant.
Ha. " Meaning run." she added, or elaborated as one of my teachers back home would say.
" What?"
We all took out water guns. Ha. Didn't see that coming did you?
" Ambush!" All us girls screamed.
Gosh, this guys are awesome!
Okay the reason, I put the siblings in is because as I said before this is based on something that happened last year. At first I wasn't sure if I should put them in. But their my family and since it's based on something that happened , though they don't have a big part I thought they at least be able be metioned. Plus they might come in handy. Other than Happy one day early birthday Kevin! If you every see this. And review please!