Hello my lovelies!
Oh, how it feels great
to be back on my computer that has internet! Yay! I'm so sorry for
the last chapter being so short! It was like...
as short as the
attention span of an ADD kid.
Don't anyone DARE say 'You are such a bitch! You have no respect for ADD kids and how they function.'
You wanna know
why?
It's because in 2003, I was diagnosed with ADD.
I know, shocker.
I'm currently on medication for it, and I swear to god, when I take that medication, I'm a fricken zombie.
Which is why during summer vacation, I don't have to take it:)
POWER TO THE ADD KIDS!
I would like to thank wikipedia for their definitions. They tend to be very helpful on days like this.
POWER TO THE WIKI!
Also, we must thank the wonderful Joe Jonas for his muffin man rap.
And Star-Girl11235 for giving me idea!
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Mitchie had to admit that her first full day at Camp Rock had to be the best day of her life. She had reconnected with an old friend, made a new friend, pissed off the camp bully, and in her vocal class, had outshined anyone else. This brings us to the next day, in Mitchie's second vocal class (The classes rotate. Whatever you had last the previous day is first that day, whatever you had first was second, etc...)
"Miss Torres! I'd like to speak to you after class, if you wouldn't mind just sticking around for a few!" Brown shouted out. There were a few 'ooh!'s that came from the class, which made Mitchie blush.
"Today, people, we are going to be working on duets. Now, who here knows what a duet is?" Brown asked. Ella's hand shot up like lightening. Brown smiled warmly at her.
"Can you tell everyone what a duet is?" Brown asked. Ella nodded.
"A duet is a type of bedding, a soft flat bag traditionally filled with down or feathers or a combination of both and used on a bed as a blanket. Duets originated in rural Europe and were made from the down feathers of the Eider duck, known for its usefulness as an insulator." Ella recited from memory. Brown chuckled at her, and a few people in the class snickered.
"No, love, THAT is a duvet. Anyone else? Perhaps... Mitchie?" Brown asked.
"Uhm... a duet is a musical composition or piece for two performers." Mitchie said.
"Can you give us an example, poppet?" Brown asked.
"Uhm... Celine Dion and Josh Groban?" Mitchie offered.
"Yes, Celine Dion and Josh Groban did do a duet, and it, surprisingly, is one of my favorite duets of all time. I may be biased on the fact that I simply adore Celine Dion and Josh Groban on their own. Now, anyone ELSE know of any duets? Yes, you, in the back! What's your name?" Brown asked.
"The name's Barron. There have been a few duets in the past, but I would like to point out the one closest to my heart. Their song really touches me, right here." Barron said, motioning towards his heart. Brown rolled his eyes.
"Just get on with it." Brown said impatiently. Barron grinned.
"I would like to say that Sarah Silverman and Matt Damon's song 'I'm Fucking Matt Damon' was a very powerfull song, the raw emotion in it just got me." Barron announced, making the class laugh.
"Quiet down everyone! Now that we've all had our laugh of the day, I will split you up into groups of two. Then, I will hand out songs for you to sing. Don't complain to me that the songs are 'too old fashioned' or 'not your style', because frankly, I don't care. It is you and your partner's job to turn your song into something that IS your style. And don't complain about your partner either, because there will be no switching. I don't care if the person killed your granny with a hammer, you have to learn how to work with people that you do not like." Brown explained. Everyone grumbled in response.
"Now that we've got that cleared up, I want Ella to go with Lola, Sander, you will go with Alyson (new character, won't show up much.) Mitchie with Barron..." Mitchie didn't bother paying attention past that point. She looked back at Barron, who grinned at her and waved. She walked over to him and sat next to him.
"Hi, I'm Mitchie." Mitchie said, extending her arm to him.
"Yeah, I know who you are. In case you haven't noticed, we are in almost all classes together." Barron pointed out. Mitchie blushed.
"Right... sorry, I don't really pay attention to what goes on around me." Mitchie admitted.
"You know, you should. Sander and I, best friends since we were embryos, we get inspiration for our raps from anything around us." Barron said. Mitchie grinned.
"You rap? Let me hear one." Mitchie said. Barron laughed.
"Give me a word and I will." Barron said. Mitchie's grin turned evil.
"Muffin man." Mitchie announced.
"Is that all you've got? Yo I know the muffin man, I know the muffin man, I'm the only one that knows him, knows him, knows him, He lives on ma street, wass up, oooh heyyy, muffin man." Mitchie was laughing her head off.
"Ah man, that's gold. Like, pure solid gold." Mitchie said. Barron bowed.
"Thank you, thank you, I'm here all summer." Barron announced. Suddenly, Brown came by and handed them a paper. "'Seasons of Love?' Have you ever heard this song, Mitchie?" Barron asked.
"Are you serious? I love this song! It's actually my ringtone!" Mitchie exclaimed.
"Well, then you, little lady, have been appointed team captain."
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"Hey Nate!" Shane announced when his friend picked up the phone.
"Glad to see that you're calling people at RESPECTABLE hours." Nate said. Shane laughed.
"Yes, well, you texted?" Shane asked. Nate nodded, though Shane couldn't see it.
"Yeah, what's this I hear an HotTunes about you 'finding love' at Camp Rock?" Nate asked happily.
"Wait... what are you talking about?" Shane asked.
"Oh! Are you talking to Shane? Put him on speaker! PUT HIM ON SPEAKER! I WANT TO TALK TO SHANE!" Jason yelled. Shane heard a beep.
"Shane you're on speaker. Say hi to Jason." Nate said monotonically.
"Hi Jason... Now... what's this about me finding love at camp?" Shane asked. Nate sighed.
"You brought your computer with you to camp?" Nate asked.
"Yep, can't live without it." Shane said. He heard clicking from the other line.
"Okay, so, go check your email." Nate said.
"Can I talk to Shane for a bit?" Jason asked.
"Yes, Jason, go ahead and talk. I'm going to make lunch." Nate annouced. Shane wanted to yell 'don't leave me with this lunatic!' but he didn't want to offend Jason.
"Hey SHANE! How's camp?" Jason asked. Shane shrugged and turned on his laptop, which was conveniently taking forever to load.
"Same as usual." Shane said, only half paying attention to Jason.
"Hey Shane, do you think that you could build me a birdhouse?" Jason asked. Shane nodded.
"Yeah yeah, whatever." Shane said. Jason smiled and clapped his hands.
"NATE! SHANE'S MAKING ME A BIRDHOUSE!" Jason yelled. Shane winced.
"JASON! VOLUME!" He exclaimed.
"Sorry... Ayways, Nate made lunch and I'm hungry! Bye Shane!" Jason said. Shane just hung up his phone. Finally, his computer loaded, so he logged into hotmail.
"13 new emails... ungh... 4 from Jason, 6 from manager, 1 from Ilysa 1 from Nate." Shane said to himself. He opened the email from Nate. The email lead to a link. He opened the link and his jaw dropped when he opened it.
"Holy fuck." Shane said quietly.
Uh
ohs!
Uh ohs!
Who
knows what's gonna happen next?
I'll tell you who knows!
ME AND
STAR-GIRL11235
THAT'S WHO!
I
kissed Kevin Jonas and I liked it
The taste of his neutral
chapstick
I kissed Kevin Jonas just to try it
I hope my
boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
I
guess I'm in love tonight
I kissed Kevin Jonas and I liked it
And
I liked it.
Those
Jonases are so wonderful
Soft skin, tight pants
So
sexable.
Hard to resist so touchable
Too good to deny it
I
don't believe they're innoceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeent
LOL!
LOVE YA
