Summary: Alex Russo just found out a secret about herself. She's adopted. Now, that may seem enough of a shock on it's own, but it gets more shocking. She's not just any teenager. She's related to somebody quite famous. What happens when three worlds collide? Will Alex go home to the family she's always known? Or will she join her rightful family in Los Angeles, California? Either way, Alex will have to make a choice. The real question is: will she make the right one?
Author: UtterlyRandom
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I own zip. Okay, I own CDs, my laptop, my iPod and my cell phone, but nothing worth suing me for!
Chapter Name: Forbidden Fruits
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"Uh, well, you see...Alexa showered and, um, fell and I- well, I helped her up and then we just- you know...started kissing." Nate explained nervously, a deep red blush covering his cheeks and the tips of his ears as he rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment.
Hannah smirked at the two very embarrassed teenagers still tangled up in each other on Alexa's bed. "Well, don't let me intrude, I just wanted to know how Alexa was doing...which is apparently very well." At that statement, Alexa's face turned two shades darker.
The famous popstar laughed and turned around, her back to the couple. "Well, I'll leave you two alone. I'll catch up with you at dinner." And with a flick of her long blonde hair, Hannah left the room.
Alexa bit her bottom lip anxiously, avoiding making eye contact with Nate.
The rockstar laughed nervously. "Well, that could've gone better. She definitely just killed the mood." He remarked, his tone bitter.
Alexa cocked her head, looking at Nate with curiosity. "What mood?" She questioned.
Nate turned to smile at her, his eyes sparkling. "Well, I can only speak for myself..." Nate began slowly.
Alexa raised an eyebrow. "So speak."
Nate smiled wider. "Well, I was in the mood to practically kiss you until my lungs burst from lack of oxygen."
Alexa laughed, gasping when a splitting pain erupted in her lungs. Nate's smile fell from his face and he placed his hands on her waist, eyes frantically searching her body.
"Are you okay? Should I take you to the nurses office again?" He asked frantically, close to freaking out.
Alexa shook her head. "No...laughing is just a little difficult. I'm still kinda in pain." She winced and paused to breathe.
Nate nodded, but didn't look completely convinced. "Oh, okay...so long as you're sure. I don't want anything to happen to you. You're way too important to me for something bad to happen to you." He whispered, brushing a wet strand of her hair behind her hair.
Alexa blushed at the gesture. "Trust me, nothing's going to happen to me. I'll be on the watch for anything harmful to my health from this moment on." She promised.
Nate smiled. "Good to know, but I've got my eyes on you." He stated before bending his head and placing his lips on hers.
Alexa smiled, pulling away for a moment. "Okay, fine by me, but its not much of a view, I'm sure." She whispered pitifully.
Nate placed his fingers under her chin and tilted her head up until he was staring into her Reese's peanut buttercup eyes. "Hey, you're special, beautiful and wonderful. Never let anyone tell you different, okay?" He asked softly, his brown eyes smoldering into her own.
Alexa nodded, biting her bottom lip as a thought occurred to her. "Nate, you're the best! Not to mention a genius!" She praised him in excitement.
Nate nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I know." He laughed and pressed his lips gently, sweetly, to Alexa's mouth.
The accident prone teenager wrapped her arms around Nate's neck, pulling him closer as she moved her lips against his. He eased her onto her back on the mattress, not breaking the kiss. The couple continued to make out, their minds, and lips, on each other.
xXx
Two days had passed since Hannah had caught Alexa and Nate making out on the bed. The whole camp knew and smiled at the couple whenever they were spotted kissing. Alexa was quick to get annoyed, but Nate was use to it and spent some time comforting Alexa and telling her that once she made it big, she'd soon grow used to the constant attention the media and fans provided.
"Ha, who says I'll make it big and get stalked by paparazzi and fans?" She had remarked after they had been caught making out rather passionately against a tree by a Connect 3 fan who had practically screamed in excitement.
Nate had kissed Alexa's cheek sweetly and grabbed her hand in his. "I say so. And everyone knows, as Nate Gray says, goes."
Alexa had punched his arm lightly. "Stuck up much, Mr. Stuck-Up-Rock-Star?" He had nodded and pecked her cheek.
"Yep, and you love me for it." Alexa hadn't been able to disagree and had given in, much to Nate's happiness.
Since then, Alexa and Nate had been pretty much inseparable. The only times they weren't together were when Alexa was practicing her singing and dancing, taking lessons, sleeping and hanging out with her friends. She managed her time very well, but the Camp Fire Jam was approaching quickly and she had a song in mind, but the biggest act was going to be Tess Tyler and Mikayla's duet. Nevertheless, Alexa still planned on performing.
xXx
"Alexa and Nate are sooo annoying! I am sick and tired of seeing them making out! And Brown won't even yell at them for PDA because Nate's his nephew and he loves Alexa. If Brown caught me making out, I'd be doing dish duty for the rest of the summer!" Mikayla whined.
"Ugh, I know! And you know what the worse part is? Shane and Mitchie! Those two are disgusting! I mean, Mitchie acts like an innocent little girl! Like, this morning at breakfast, Shane went to kiss Mitchie, but she turned away and he kissed her cheek! Come on! How immature! Seriously, I wouldn't turn away from a hottie like Shane Gray!" Tess complained.
Mikayla glared at her blonde best friend. "Tess, shut up. You're just jealous of Mitchie. And, trust me, we have more pressing issues than Mitchie and Shane's lack of PDA and Nate and Alexa's overly generous amount of PDA."
Tess glared at the meaner Gallagher. "And what might that be?" She demanded, placing her hands on her slim hips.
Mikayla smirked devilishly. "Taking down Alexandria Gallagher."
Tess smiled, letting her hands fall to her sides. "Oh, that is more important. So, what are we going to do?"
"We're going to play off of Alexa's weaknesses."
xXx
"Alexa, come on! We've got to get you ready for tonight's Camp Fire Jam!" Peggy squealed excitedly, practically jumping up and down.
Alexa smiled nervously at her friend. "What is there to get ready?" She questioned as Peggy grabbed her wrist and began to pull her toward their cabin.
Peggy threw a look over her shoulder at Alexa and rolled her eyes. "You have to shower and then Hannah's gonna choose your outfit and do your makeup, Mitchie's going to do your hair and I will be running over the music for you. You'll be the best there!" Peggy paused for a second.
"Wait, who else is performing?" Alexa wanted to know.
"Um, well, Tess and Mikayla, Connect 3, you and Caitlyn." Peggy told Alexa.
The good Gallagher twin nodded thoughtfully. "Um, so, who is up first?"
Peggy shrugged. "I think Caitlyn is."
"Oh...well, when is Nate performing?" Alexa inquired.
Peggy rolled her yes. "You're performing after Caitlyn, then Nate, Shane and Jason are playing and Tess and Mikayla are last."
Alexa swallowed audibly as they reached their cabin. "Okay..." She bit her bottom lip nervously.
Peggy paused and let go of Alexa's wrist to look over her friend. "Alexa, what's wrong?"
Alexa blushed. "I just don't want to mess up in front of everybody. I don't want to look like a huge fool." She whispered softly, staring at her Sketchers.
Peggy sighed and pulled Alexa into a hug.
"Honey, you'll be fine. The girls and I are going to make sure that you look the best out there, got that?" Peggy questioned, pulling back and staring into Alex's eyes inquisitively.
Alexa smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I've got it. Now, let's go and get to the makeover!" She cheered, rushing toward the cabin, smiling all the way with Peggy hot on her heels.
The two girls stumbled through the doorway, laughing and teasing each other. Mitchie and Hannah stared at them incredulously for about two seconds before Hannah took charge.
"Alexa, where have you been? We have things to do here!" She scolded, grabbing the girl by the wrist and yanking her toward the bathroom.
"Whoa, chill, Hannah! I'm perfectly capable of showering by myself, thank you very much!" Alexa defended herself.
Hannah rolled her eyes. "Uh huh, sure. Hurry up so we can get you ready, we've got things to do, songs to sing and people to rock." The popstar shooed Alexa away with a wave of her hand.
Alexa refrained from rolling her eyes and grabbed a towel, underwear, bra and made her way to the bathroom, leaving her cabinmates to prepare her outfit, heat the curling iron and straightener, gather all of the makeup and assemble all of the hair products.
xXx
Alexa sat on her bed as Mitchie began to blow dry her hair, Hannah applied foundation on her face and Peggy began to play the notes to her song. The newcomer to Camp Rock tapped her foot to the beat of the music as she was groomed and made up.
"Alexa! Stay still!" Mitchie scolded as Alexa began to bop her head to the beat.
"Yeah, seriously! You're smearing your foundation and it looks all streaky now!" Hannah agreed, trying to fix the smeared makeup.
Alexa stopped moving her head and began singing, "All your worries, leave them somewhere else, find a dream you can follow. Reach for something, when there's nothing left, and the world's feeling hollow."
Peggy clapped. "Great job, Alexa! You hit every note just perfectly, you're gonna blow them all away!"
Alexa bit her lip, a light pink blush spreading through her cheeks. She ducked her head in embarrassment, but Hannah forced her head back up to continue applying bronzer as Mitchie turned off the blow dryer and grabbed her hairbrush, quickly running the brush through Alexa's wavy, maple brown locks.
"You know, Alexa, Peggy's right. You do sound amazing. Nate's gonna be shocked." Peggy beamed as Hannah spoke, nodding along in agreement.
"Exactly, you see, nothing can stop us girls. We overcome everything and anything in our path. Such as, Alexa's belief that she can't carry a tune in her pocket. Well, she's right." Mitchie began conversationally.
Peggy, Hannah and Alexa whipped their heads around to face her, eyes wide and slack-jawed. Mitchie giggled nervously and rolled her eyes.
"Guys, let me finish before you give me the death glare!" She whined, pouting playfully.
Hannah folded her arms over her chest, tapping her foot impatiently, as Peggy glanced from Mitchie to the crest-fallen Alexa. Mitchie smirked. "Anyway, as I was saying before I almost died due to the looks I was so rudely and wrongly receiving from the most impatient roommates on the pl-"
"Mitchie! Tell us what you were going to say or be glared to death!" Hannah snapped.
The reddish-brown haired teenager held up her hands defensibly. "Okay, okay, don't get your designer jeans in a twist, Hannah." The Tennessee singer rolled her eyes.
"Okay, so as I was saying, Alexa's belief that she can't carry a tune in her pocket is true, she's right...because the notes are inside of her. She was meant to sing." Mitchie explained, grinning triumphantly.
Hannah's jaw dropped. "That's what you were going to say?" Mitchie nodded and Hannah snorted. "Well, that was hardly worth glaring at you for...and you didn't even need to mention the obvious, Mitch. Soon, everyone at Camp Rock will know what an absolutely fabulous singer our little Alexa is." Hannah smiled at the teenager on the bed in front of her.
"Gee, they'll also know that I must've dressed in the dark seeing as my make up is only half done, my hair is still a rat's nest and I'm a nervous wreck!" Alexa babbled.
Hannah put her small, delicate hands on Alexa's shoulders and shook her gently, but abruptly. "Alexa, get a hold of yourself! We will finish, you will be great and then we'll work on getting you some confidence." She laughed lightly.
Alexa looked up at the blonde in awe. "You know where they sell confidence? Dang, rich people do get everything!" She said, her brown eyes wide.
Hannah rolled her eyes. "Ha ha, you're sooo not funny, Alexa." She began to put eyeliner on Alexa's eyelids, telling Alexa to close her eyes.
xXx
Mikayla grinned as she looked inside the mailbox in front of her cabin. She pulled out a cardboard box and squealed, rushing into the cabin, causing Tess to look up from straightening her hair in alarm.
"What? What's wrong?" She demanded, her lips in an unpleasant frown.
Mikayla smiled, her features so alike Alexa's twisting into an evil smirk that would never be on Alexa's face. Tess raised her eyebrows as evil took on a whole new meaning for the teenaged brat.
"Nothing's wrong. Well, nothing's wrong...yet." The jealous twin laughed hysterically, causing Tess to raise her eyebrow as she questioned her friend's sanity.
"Um...okay?" The other girl blinked. "What're you talking about?"
Mikayla rolled her eyes. "Let's just say that soon, Alexa will be out of my hair, once and for all."
Tess smirked. "So, she won't be at camp anymore?" Mikayla nodded. "Good, I hate her here, she steals all of the attention. And seeing her and Nate walking around like love birds is sickening." The blonde girl made a face, turning back to her mirror to straighten her hair.
The brown eyed brunette smirked, going toward her dressers to find an outfit to wear. "Oh yes, soon my dear twin sister will be gone and the real Gallagher daughter, heiress to the Gallagher fortune, will be where she rightfully belongs, in the center of attention and in the spotlight."
Tess raised an eye brow. "Are you talking about yourself? Like, third person?"
"Yes!" Mikayla snapped.
"Okay, I was just checking, God! Forgive me, I'm blonde!"
Mikayla rolled her eyes. "You're hopeless."
xXx
Jason patted his straightened hair down anxiously before getting shoved by Nate. He stared as his curly haired brother took a comb and ran it through his brown sugar curls, frowning silently.
"Damn it! Why won't my hair obey? I am the one with the choice to cut it!" He snapped to himself, tugging harshly on a disobeying curl.
Jason's eyes widened as he stared at his younger brother incredulously. "Nate, are you okay?"
Nate turned on his heels, his eyes flashing. "Yes, of course I'm okay, why wouldn't I be? I'm fine!"
The oldest of the Gray brothers raised his eyebrows until they disappeared under his dark brown, straightened bangs. He shook his head, his bands sweeping to the side before swiftly covering his hazel eyes again. "Um, dude, I don't think you're fine...did you have sugar?" He questioned.
Nate nodded, already turned back to face the mirror, still combing his hair, but he was fighting a losing battle. He turned around once again to face Jason, his milk chocolate orbs wild.
"Jase, will you straighten my hair for me, please?" He begged desperately.
Jason stumbled backward in shock. "You- want me...WHAT?" He turned his head.
"SHANE! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!" He shouted over his shoulder, eying his youngest brother cautiously, in case Nate decided to take matters, or straighteners, into his own hands and fry those beautiful curls of his.
Shane rushed into the bathroom, his white wifebeater tangled up under his armpits. "What?" He asked, not even looking up as he attempted to fix his undershirt.
Jason rolled his eyes and fixed his younger brother's wifebeater, earning a muttered 'thanks' from the boy before turning back to Nate.
"Nate wants me to straighten his hair." Jase accused, folding his arms over his chest.
Shane's jaw dropped. "He- you- WHAT?" Nate winced.
"Guys, quit freaking out. All I want you to do is to straighten my hair." He said innocently.
Jason and Shane exchanged a look before moving forward at the same time, each grabbing onto one of Nate's biceps, lifting him up until his feet didn't reach the floor, and carried him out of the bathroom and into the main room. They slammed him onto Shane's bed, glaring at their younger brother. Nate glared back, his eyes fierce and filled with hatred.
"Why won't you guys do this one little thing for me? I mean, come on, its bad enough that you guys are older and everyone loves you, whereas I'm only sixteen and attempting to get my claim to fame before I become an adult and you guys won't even straighten my hair for me!" Nate accused before slumping over, his eyes on his sneakers, pouting.
Shane and Jason exchanged another glance before sitting down on each side of their curly haired brother, putting their arms around his shoulders.
"Look, Nate, why don't you tell us why you want us to straighten your hair and then we'll decide whether it is a good idea or not." Jason offered.
Nate sighed, his eyes downcast. "I want to impress Alexa. I mean, ever since I met her-"
"Don't you mean, kidnapped her?" Shane asked, smirking at the distressed teenager sitting next to him on the bed.
Nate narrowed his maple brown eyes and nodded curtly. "Yes, so, anyway, ever since I met Alexa, I've wanted to wow her, to sweep her off her feet, to be her everything...and she's been through so much lately...the finding out she was adopted, sent into instant fame, being sent away to a musical camp with her evil sister, getting lost at said camp, being kidnapped by a teenage rockstar, getting an allergy attack, getting caught making out with said teenage rockstar on her bed, naked, by the teenage rockstars' ex-girlfriend-"
"Okay, ENOUGH! We get it! She's been through a lot lately...but what does any of that have to do with straightening your hair?" Shane demanded.
Nate shrugged. "Well, you guys get lots of girls, I get elementary schoolgirls...I wanna win Alexa over." Nate admitted, hanging his head in shame, not meeting either of his brothers gazes.
Jason patted Nate's shoulder comfortingly. "Nate, you don't need to win Alexa over, she's fallen for you just like you've fallen for her. She wouldn't want you to change any part of you just to please her...she's not like that." He insisted his brother, his voice light and convincing.
Shane nodded and nudged the curly haired singer's arm. "Exactly what Jason said. Besides, if you ever have to change for a girl, she's not worth it, no matter what."
Nate shot off of the bed, shaking his brothers hands off of him, glaring at the two older males. "You're wrong! Alexa is worth everything to me! She deserves so much better than what she has! Her birth parents are horrible, her twin sister is evil and she's completely oblivious to what she does to me!" He snapped, his Coca-Cola colored orbs flashing dangerously in his livid anger.
Jason hastily clambered to his feet, eager to calm his youngest brother down, but Shane stood up at the same time, glaring at the young guitarist.
"God, Nate, what the hell is your problem? I thought you finally getting a girl as amazing and genuine as Alexa would be good for you, not drive you straight to Crazy Town, USA!" The raven haired singer retorted, staring at his younger brother disdainfully.
Jason shook his bangs out of his eyes, holding up his hands and coming between the two brothers. "Guys, lets not fight. There's a simple solution to all of this." Two identical pairs of dark chocolate eyes turned to him expectantly.
"What?" The two younger Gray offspring asked in unison.
Jason smiled gently. "We call Alexa and ask her if she'd like Nate with his hair straightened."
"Jason! You're a genius!" Shane exclaimed as Nate pulled his phone out of his pocket and brought up Alexa's cell phone number and pressing 'send'.
"I know." Jason said with a modest smile.
"Shhh! She's pic- Hey, Alexa! I have a question for you." Nate cut himself off as the other line picked up.
Jason and Shane crowded around Nate, pressing their ears to the back of Nate's BlackBerry. Nate rolled his eyes at his nosy older brothers and pulled the phone away from his ear and pressed a button on the phone so it was on speaker phone.
"Sure, Nate, what's your question?" Alexa questioned.
"Oooooh! Nate's on the phone! What does he want?" The three boys could hear Mitchie ask in the background, causing the three brothers to smile.
"Hi, Mitchie!" Shane shouted into the phone, waving eagerly, even though Mitchie couldn't see him.
"Hi, Shane!" Mitchie squealed, her voice blaring from the phone, causing all three boys to wince.
"Shut up! I'm trying to talk to Nate!" Alexa snapped, her voice not as loud as Mitchie's had been. There was some muffled shuffling, as if they were fighting over the phone.
"Guys, stop it and give Alexa her phone back or she'll get all sweaty and make the makeup run." Peggy's voice drifted through the scrambling sounds.
"Thank you!" Alexa declared. The shuffling noises continued for a second.
"Okay, back. So, um, what did you want to ask me?" Alexa questioned, sounding breathless.
Nate smiled as he pictured her; her wavy, dark maple hair slightly messed up, her cheeks red from anger and chasing her phone, her chest rising and falling quickly as she attempted to even out her breathing, her eyebrows together in confusion as to why he was cal-
"Nate? Nate? Are you there? Hello? Nate?" Alexa's anxious voice inquired. Nate could almost hear her biting her bottom lip in anxiety.
"I'm here." He assured her, his voice coming out as winded as her's had.
Alexa laughed lightly into the phone. "Why do you sound breathless?"
Because I'm picturing how beautiful you look. He thought, smiling dopily. "Um, no reason...so, about that question..."
"Yeah?"
"Well..." Nate hemmed, fiddling with a curl that had fallen in front of his eyes, tugging it anxiously.
"You can ask me anything, you know." Alexa encouraged him.
A relieved smile broke out on the distressed teenager's face, all nerves vanishing on the spot. "Well, I wanted to ask you...would you like me if I straightened my hair?" He inhaled sharply, holding his breath, waiting for her answer.
"Of course I would." He exhaled, relieved. "But..." His heart stopped.
"'But' what?" He demanded, anger filling him. Jason placed his hand on Nate's shoulder warningly, but the stressed male shrugged it off, walking away.
"Well, I just...I don't know why you would ever straighten your curly hair, Nate. I love your hair! It's so curly, soft, silky and...springy! Its fun. Plus..." Nate noticed her voice lower to a whisper.
"I like to run my fingers through your curly hair. I mean, I'd like to." Alexa mumbled, her tone hinting that she was blushing.
Nate smiled widely, showing his teeth. "Really? I mean, I...wow. Okay, so I won't straighten my hair...on one condition."
"Hmmm?"
"I won't straighten my hair if you-" He dropped his voice to a whisper so his brothers couldn't hear him. "If you promise to run your fingers through it and prove that it was worth not straightening."
"Okay!" Alexa chirped, her voice radiating with happiness and embarrassment.
"Alright, that's all I called for. I'll see you at the Camp Fire Jam tonight, okay?"
"Yep, sure...um, Nate?"
"Yeah?"
"I- I...I, um...I want to say, I-"
Nate didn't let her finish stammering. "I love you too, Alexa." He replied.
Alexa exhaled loudly. "Yeah, me too. I mean, uh, you, too...love...uh huh, okay. I'll later see you!" There was a click and the call ended.
Nate laughed lightly and ended the call on his end, looking up from his BlackBerry to be greeted by his older brothers excited, knowing smiles.
"Awww! You love her!" Shane cooed, pinching Nate's cheeks and making kissing sounds.
"How cute! My little bro is growing up sooo fast!" Jason mimicked Shane, hugging his brother.
Nate's face burned bright red, pushing his brothers away, scowling. "Guys, shut up! God, you're so embarrassing!" He mumbled, his blush not fading.
Jason and Shane laughed hysterically, hanging onto each other to stop themselves from toppling over. Nate smirked and walked into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind him.
"Fine, but the youngest gets to use all the hot water!" He yelled through the solid door.
Jason and Shane's eyes widened, their mouths gaping open, staring at each other in shock before running to the locked bathroom door and began pounding.
"Not fair! I have to shampoo and condition my hair twice, not to mention use my special-"
"You know I let my hair air-dry before I straighten it, I won't have time to straighten my hair if you don't-"
"-not to mention shave because Mitchie hates it when there's scruff on my-"
"-get dressed! And you've got the smallest body out of all of us-"
Nate smiled as his brothers whining grew more insistent and high-pitched when he turned on the shower. He quickly stepped under the steaming hot spray and got soaked from the tippy top of his curly head to the bottom of his feet. The showering teenager frowned, realizing he could still hear his brothers relentless griping and pounding on the door. He parted the shower curtain and turned on the CD player, adjusted the volume to maximum and began belting out the lyrics along to the CD.
"I'm not one for love songs.
The way I'm living makes you feel like giving up
But you don't,
And I want everything for you.
But disappointment,
'Cause you've been left behind.
And the world has its shine,
I would drop it on a dime for you."
Nate enjoyed the rest of his shower, taking his sweet time. To add to his brothers punishment, he replayed the same song over and over, singing with abandon and dancing in the shower. He decided to end the shower when the water ran cold. He stepped out of the shower and looked around the steamy room, his heart sinking as the seconds passed by.
He sighed, knowing that the revenge couldn't be as sweet as he had thought. Shaking his head at his own stupidity, Nate called out, "Guys? Could you hand me a towel? There aren't any in here."
"Nope, sorry, little bro. You're gonna have to air dry!" Shane answered.
Gritting his teeth, Nate grabbed his dirty clothes and held them in front of his nude body before he opened the bathroom door and stepped into the bedroom.
"Smile!" Shane crowed, holding up his iPhone. There was a click and Shane smirked. "Hmmm...maybe I should send this to Alexa?" He taunted.
With a roar, Nate launched himself at Shane, dropping his clothes in the process, his mindset only on getting Shane's phone to delete the picture.
Jason sighed, deciding to play his part as oldest brother and run interference. He grabbed Shane's arm as he ran by, snatched the phone out of the raven haired male's hand and deleted the picture. He threw a robe in Nate's direction and handed the phone back to Shane.
"I'm showering next, Shane. Nate, get dressed. Don't kill each other. We have to perform for the Camp Fire Jam." With that, the oldest Gray male stalked into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind him.
Shane sighed, looking at his phone. "Too bad Jase deleted the picture, I could've sold it for some serious cash."
Nate's eyes bulged in shock, his jaw dropping to the floor. "Sh-Shane! Tha-that's child pornography!" He protested, his eyes wide.
Shane smirked, folding his arms over his chest. "Psh, I was just kidding Natey, calm your ass down." He ruffled Nate's wet, curly hair and walked over to his dresser to pick out clothes to wear to the Camp Fire Jam.
Nate narrowed his eyes at his older brother's back before turning to choose his own outfit, still slightly freaked out by Shane's pervertedness.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHH! SHIT! NATE, YOU ASSHOLE! YOU USED UP ALL THE HOT WATER!" Jason screeched.
Shane burst into laughter, grasping the dresser for support as he nearly busted a gut in his hysterics.
Nate dressed quickly, grabbed his guitar and turned to Shane. "I'm- uh, gonna go warm up. See ya later!" He ran out of the cabin like a bat out of hell, Shane's howling laughter echoing behind him.
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This one goes out to Cara!
Next Chapter: Camp Fire Jam
Sneak Peek: Mikayla spun around Nate, keeping him in place with her hold on his tie. She trailed her finger up his chest, popping open a button on his light purple shirt and pressed their bodies together, swinging their hips together to the upbeat tempo booming through the speakers. Mikayla looked out of the corner of her eyes at her twin sister. Alexa's melted chocolate eyes were brimming with tears, her cheeks were a blotchy red and her nose was slightly red. Mikayla smirked and rubbed herself against Nate even more.