A.N: Short chapter ahead, but I really wanted to update again, so... I did :) Plus, I didn't really want to include Melody just yet (saving that for the next chapter). Sorry it's short :( Anyway, I hope you guys like it and also, sorry for not updating lately :( I'll try to get better at it, hopefully! Enjoy & review!
Disclaimer: No Camp Rock for me:(
"Wakey wakey, Mitch." A voice - once I'd been dreading hearing, since I knew what was coming - said into my ear, and I could feel his hot breath on my cheek. Flinching, warily opening one eye and groaning. "Come on, we've got to be at the airport soon." Shane grabbed hold of my arm, tugging on me gently as a signal to get up and get dressed, but I wanted to prolong the 'meeting' as long as possible. Unwillingly, feeling Shane's pull grow steadily stronger, I forced myself to get out of the bunk, yanking my hand out of his grasp. Seeing a flash of confusion cross through his eyes, I felt a little bad, but I really wasn't in the mood. You could say that I was pretty grumpy, and I was blaming it on Melody's arrival. Stupid 'girlfriend' had to come along and screw things up.
"Get dressed!" Shane yelled as he left the small bunk area, leaving me in privacy. Sighing, I leaned my head back against the wooden frame, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. Today would be a good chance to see if I'd make the cut for an actress (yes, that had been one of my childhood dreams, acting and singing). I'd have to either swing it (which I wasn't sure would end without a total disaster) or just grin and bear it, which seemed like the safer route - much safer; I couldn't blow up or get annoyed, because after all, I had a 'boyfriend'. Well, in Shane's mind, anyways.
Pulling on a pair of black skinny jeans, a 'paint-splattered' (yes, it was s t y l e) tank top, black converse, and a black cropped jacket and pulling my hair back into a messy ponytail, I made my way over to the mini kitchen, refusing to look in Shane's direction.
"What's your problem? Wake up on the wrong side of the world?" Shane sneered - yes, he never grew out of being childish, if it isn't obvious - at me, noticing that I was in a bad mood. "Or are you just jealous?" My head snapped up at his words, and I spun around, staring him square in the eyes.
"No." I snapped bitterly, annoyed at him for being so cocky - especially when it was so early and I was still half-asleep. "My problem is you." I spat, turning my back to him while I began to make coffee, in an attempt to wake myself up. Hopefully, that would do the job, and then I'd be able to put up with Shane and his little blonde bimbo of a girlfriend. Okay, so I didn't know what she looked like, but I could just picture Shane's "perfect girl" being blonde. Blonde would suit Shane's personality better. At least that way, she wouldn't be the smarter of the two idiots.
"Whoa, retract the claws, I was just joking." Shane appeared at my side, staring over my shoulder at the black coffee. I jumped slightly - I hadn't heard him coming up behind me - before shooting him a nasty glare.
"Go 'way." I muttered as I grasped the coffee cup and walking away from him, feeling pretty crappy. Stupid Melody, this was all her fault! And of course, she had to come just when Shane and I had begun to get along (well, occasionally). Stupid blonde bimbo of a girlfriend that was ruining my life even though I hadn't even met her yet.
Shane stared at me in confusion but remained quiet - well, at least he's learning a thing or two about me, if he's keeping silent right now - and instead making his way towards the bus door.
"I'll be out in the limo, hurry though, because we can't be late." He yelled before slamming the tour bus door shut, leaving me in the oh so blissful silence - peace, even if it were only to last for a few seconds, was vital.
Sighing, I gave my ponytail a tug as I marched out of the door, following Shane unwillingly. I guess I'd have to step up to the plate and meet Melody sooner or later, and as much as I wanted it to be later, it was going to be sooner, so I might as well just get it over with. The longer I prolonged it, well... I couldn't really see a downside, but it meant a lot to Shane, so I guess I'll have to just suck it up and deal with it. Don't forget to smile!
"I thought you'd never come." Shane commented as I slid into the limo, causing me to roll my eyes at him.
"Yeah yeah, well, I had to get ready." I replied, slightly annoyed at his unnecessary comment. I mean, I was going for him, wasn't that enough without the snide remarks he oh-so-carefully inserted into the conversation? Apperantly, not for Shane.
He stared at me, his eyes lingering on me for a split second before his head whipped away, and he turned to glance at the limo driver.
"L.A. Airport, please." He asked, and I slid down in my seat. Great, this was the beginning of a nightmare that I didn't think was about to end anytime soon.