A/N: I've just realised I haven't done a disclaimer yet lol So, just in case I don't own Camp Rock or anyone or anything famous mentioned in this story I just take credit for the story line.
There is a couple of other things I just wanna add too then I'll leave you's alone to read in peace lol O.k. first I should say thank you for the incredible reviews even though thank you doesn't begin to cover just how much I appreciate them! Second it was Englishman who asked the Brown question I answered yesterday I thought I'd give them a little shout out because I felt bad forgetting who asked. And thirdly I just wanted to tell Silver that she/he is right not allowing anyone tell them they aren't talented others negative opinions are best to be overlooked. I mean I'm no Nick Jonas when I sing but it doesn't stop me haha.
Mitchie's Prov
Shane and I had fallen quickly back into our hate act when we realised we weren't alone, diverting our gazes and letting our hands fall apart and to our sides quickly before sitting at different desks. We stole quick looks as the other couples performed, that excitement didn't fade out of our eyes the whole time even when we parted ways after Brown's class.
I had to stop myself from squealing like an excited little school girl as I walked to the Mess Hall, the butterflies from our performance were still flying around inside me. It felt amazing singing with him letting myself give into the music completely like that; I couldn't have done it without him.
I had to stop outside the Mess Hall to calm down and put on my cool façade if I didn't watch how I acted people were going to catch on, Caitlyn and Ella would definitely pick up on my sudden mood change. It took me a couple of minutes to turn my broad grin to a smaller casual smile, the flush in my cheeks was fading quickly as I calmed myself down by taken a few long deep breaths but the excitement in my eyes wasn't going to fade anytime soon, I would just have to pray they didn't notice I thought as I walked into the Mess Hall and started towards the table my friends were seated at.
"Hi." I smiled at both of them taken a seat beside Ella.
"Hello, little miss popular!" Caitlyn smiled teasingly making Ella giggle.
"Huh?" I asked confusedly, was there some inside joke I was missing?
Ella stopped giggling abruptly and rolled her eyes, "You can be so blind sometimes." She sighed gesturing over my shoulder.
I gave her another confused look before looking over my shoulder, only to find ten other pairs of eyes looking back at me. I turned back around quickly my cheeks beginning to burn.
"What are they staring at?" I asked running my hand over my face quickly in case something was on it that I wasn't aware of.
"Maybe they heard you and Shane really blew Brown away today." Caitlyn answered.
I couldn't help the shock that spread over my face, I hoped it didn't make me look guilty, "How did you know I sung with him?"
"Word spreads fast around here Mitch you should know that better than anyone." Caitlyn smiled.
"Since you and Shane are like camp royalty especially with the rivalry and now you's being forced to work together." Ella explained. "Everyone's interested in your lives now…camp lives anyway."
"Oh." I frowned slightly but shook it off quickly. "Oh well it was nothing…"
Caitlyn busted into a fit of laughter interrupting me, I looked at her strangely before looking at Ella but she didn't seem to know what she was laughing about either.
"Sorry." She managed to say as she came around from her laughing fit. "I just remembered what I was supposed to tell you I heard a couple of juniors talking apparently they're friendly with Alexis - the one in your class - and she was telling them you would have thought you and Shane were a couple the way you's sang together…if they didn't know better."
I felt my muscles wanting to lock in place, but I fought the urge and fought back the guilty expression that wanted to creep its way onto my face, and tried my best to laugh with them. Obviously Shane and I were gonna have to tone down our performances…the thought made me sad I'd loved every minute of our performance together it was so much fun and now I had to give it up already.
Shane's Prov
I'd been so lost on cloud nine after our performance that I didn't realise until I got to my cabin that my arms were empty, I'd forgotten my notebook. I rolled my eyes slightly but the fact that I'd have to walk the whole way back to Brown's cabin to retrieve it still didn't wipe the smile off my face.
Performing with Mitchie had ignited this thrilling feeling inside me, like the feeling of exhilaration you get when you're on a roller coaster mixed with an adrenaline and sugar rush. I'd never felt that sort of rush before when I performed obviously I needed Mitchie to feel like that.
I felt like I was flying through the whole performance and I was still flying now as I turned around to go back the way I came.
"Hey dude." Jason smiled appearing in front of me out of nowhere. "How was Brown's class?"
It took me a while to collect myself and in that time Nate appeared at Jason's side. They both wore the same smile, it didn't look authentic there was something behind it something I couldn't put my finger on until something glinted in Nate's eyes. They knew about my performance with Mitchie.
"It was fine." I said casually. "I had to perform with Mitchie."
"We know!" Jason beamed. "Everyone's talking about it."
"Apparently you's blew everyone away." Nate commented. "A lot of people seem to be planning on dropping in tomorrow to see you two perform."
I felt myself tense up, "Really?" I asked hoping they didn't notice my now stiff composure.
"I think they'd drop by your night lessons if they knew about them." Jason commented.
"You didn't tell anyone about them did you?" I asked quickly, nervously if people started following Mitchie and me around constantly we would never get time to be together as a couple.
"No, course not." Nate smiled. "It would be like having the paps follow you 24/7 we know you wouldn't want that."
"Good, cause you know it's hard enough already trying to get ready to perform at Final Jam with her and trying not to kill her at the same time." I joked trying to sound light hearted.
They both laughed, while I grimaced internally stupid rivalry bringing us into the spotlight. Mitchie and I were gonna have to do something to get out of the spotlight quickly if we wanted our new relationship to remain a secret for a while longer.
"So, where were you off too?" Nate asked noticing my back was facing the steps and door of our cabin.
"I left my notebook in Brown's cabin, so I have to go back for it." I answered gesturing in the direction of Brown's cabin as I spoke.
"Oh o.k." He smiled turning his back on me as he jumped the steps. "We'll meet you in the Mess Hall in a while."
I gave them a brief smile before continuing towards Brown's teaching cabin. I didn't feel as light and happy anymore after Nate and Jason informed me everyone was talking about Mitchie and I.
Our rivalry had been drawing little attention recently, everyone seemed bored like they were getting used to our bickering, but now we were back in the limelight and I wouldn't have minded if I hadn't fell for Mitchie and we weren't trying to keep it a secret.
I was mulling over idea's on how Mitchie and I could get ourselves out of the limelight when I reached the door of the teaching cabin. I had the door handle half way down when Brown's voice snapped me out of my internal conversation with myself.
"Dee, they were astounding." He was gushing, I'd never heard Brown gush before.
"I heard. Everyone's talking about Mitchie and Shane's performance this afternoon. I was even considering stopping by tomorrow to see them."
Eugh, not the instructors as well! I felt my forehead pinch up in a frown.
"You should."
I wanted to shout at him to stop encouraging this.
"I honestly think though." He continued musingly. "That if either of them brought what I seen today onto the stage when they were singing solo we could have found a winner all these years instead of them drawing."
"Maybe they're good for each other…musically at least."
"Oh, I dunno there definitely was something between them I sensed it." He chuckled making Dee giggle.
I cringed up instantly, Mitchie and I definitely had to figure something out if Brown noticed we weren't hiding it well enough.
"Hey!" I called as I spotted Mitchie as she walked under one of the lights that lined the path to the teaching cabins.
She stopped and spun around quickly her beautiful smile lighting up her face.
Mitchie's Prov
"Hi." He smiled sweetly, taken my hand when he caught up with me.
Our fingers interlacing send little sparks of excitement up my arm and from the way he smiled I knew he felt it too.
"Hi." I smiled widely stepping up onto my tip toes to meet his lips with mine.
We pulled away quickly when we realised we were kissing in the middle of the camp, anyone could spot us.
He chuckled and brushed his fingers over the blush I felt make its way onto my face, then kissed my cheek swiftly before we continued to walk towards Brown's cabin our hands still intertwined. It was hard to believe how easy this relationship was, two days ago I wouldn't have even thought this relationship was possible…but it made me smile to know it was now.
I was still smiling happily as we entered Brown's cabin, but when I turned to face Shane as the lights flickered on, his face was clouded as if he were thinking about something really hard.
"What's wrong?" I asked nudging him playfully.
He shook his head slightly as if to come out of his little trance, "Sorry, I was just thinking about this afternoon."
"Did you hate it that much?" I teased.
"No." He said quickly. "I didn't mean that at all. I loved every second of our performance"
"Relax, Shane." I smiled rubbing his arm reassuringly. "I know that's not what you meant." I said taking his hand and pulling him to some of the seats near by before pushing him gently down on one and sitting myself down on the one opposite. "You were getting the looks too, weren't you?"
"The looks, the whispers I didn't notice until Nate and Jason brought it to my attention." He complained.
"Me neither." I smiled. "Ella swears I'm blind." I giggled, trying to keep it light.
"Mitch, people are coming to see us perform tomorrow." He said worriedly his forehead crumpling into a nervous expression.
"Really?" I asked my voice going high pitched because of the surprise.
He nodded his head slowly, "What are we gonna do?"
I took a couple of deep breathes to stop the panic attack I felt coming on and let my eyes wonder around the room as if a plan was just going to appear out of thin air…and it did, not out of thin air but from one of the posters stuck around the room. It was a poster divided into two parts, the right hand side outlined how to be a good performer the other side had the worst things a performer can do.
"We don't perform well, that's what we do." I smiled.
"What?" He asked confusedly.
"We perform badly." I smiled gesturing to the poster behind him.
He glanced at the poster over his shoulder before turning back to me with a cheeky grin, "It's gonna be hard for me to perform badly, but we can try."
I giggled before pushing him jokingly making him laugh.
"What about Final Jam though?" He asked recovering first.
"I don't plan on letting Tess win Final Jam, so we'll perform as well as we can then. The bad performances are just for Brown's class so people lose interest in us." I explained.
He moved his seat closer to me and rested his hands on each of my legs. "You." He smiled kissing the corner of my lips. "Have." He smiled kissing the other corner. "Thought." He smiled kissing the tip of my nose. "Of." He smiled touching his lips to mine. "Everything." His smile was dreamier as he leant in to kiss me more passionately.
Shane's Prov
I tried to walk as casually as I could to Brown's class the next day, but I really just wanted to run there because of all the looks and excited chatter about Mitchie and my performance this afternoon.
It was the first time I started doubting Mitchie's plan since we discussed it, was I going to be able to perform badly with her? I let my mind drift back to our performance yesterday how I'd felt during and after it…it didn't seem likely that I could stop myself from wanting to feel like that again. But I'd have to try and stop myself from losing myself like that otherwise I'd be stuck with the looks and whispers for the rest of summer and I didn't want that. Those things wouldn't have bothered me as much if I wasn't with Mitchie…I was starting to wonder what part of camp was good when I wasn't with Mitchie it was getting hard to remember.
"Oh look the king of pop's arrived." Tess sneered as I walked past her to the desk beside Mitchie's.
I rolled my eyes the same time Mitchie did, making us both smile but we cleared them quickly and averted our gazes, it was time to act. Huh, maybe we've always been acting I thought to myself as I sat down, but I didn't have time to contemplate that thought more as Brown walked in followed by Dee and a lot of campers.
"It turns out our duet class got a lot of people's attention yesterday, so I thought our duet couples could perform again for our fellow campers." Brown smiled.
"They don't wanna see all the couples, just Mitchie and Shane cause they're so great." Tess remarked sarcastically.
"Tess." Brown said warningly.
I was glad he spoke up before I did, the colourful language I was gonna use with her would have definitely got me thrown out of camp.
"Now, I know we usually do our duet classes at the end but because some people need to get to classes or teach them we're gonna do it first." Brown smiled. "Some of the instrumental campers have offered to help with the backing music…"
I felt myself frown as Jason and Nate made their way out of the crowd and went towards the guitar and drum set, that was set up in the corner of the room. They never told me they were coming.
"…And Caitlyn Gellar –who swears she has the backing music to every song ever written- is gonna help with the music as well."
From the corner of my eye I saw Mitchie's cool positive expression falter for the first time as she watched her friend start setting up her laptop beside my friends.
"So, do any of couples wanna volunteer first?" Brown asked smiling widely.
Simultaneously, Mitchie and I slid down on our seats as if he wouldn't see us behind our desks.
"O.k." He drew out the word as he glanced around the room. "Since our couples seem to be shy I'll just pick." He said before humming to himself as he glanced around the room. "Mitchie and Shane, how about you guys first?"
I frowned at the table before getting out of my seat and making my way to the front of the room. I heard Mitchie let out a reluctant sigh before I heard her chair scrap against the wooden floor then her footsteps as she followed me.
Mitchie's Prov
I went straight to Caitlyn to give her our song title uncomfortably aware of the eyes on my back, but I tried my best to ignore them I was gonna have too if we were gonna pull this off.
"Caity, you have the "Calamity Jane" soundtrack right?" I asked her, the nerves making me quiet.
"Of course." She smiled. "Which song?"
"Can do without you."
The song title had Caitlyn giggling as she searched for the backing music on her laptop. Shane and I had decided the best thing we could do was stay away from love songs, it would make it a lot easier to pretend we still hated each other.
"Do you need us to do anything?" Shane's friend –Nate was it?- asked Caitlyn.
"Nope, I've got this." She smiled widely looking up from her laptop.
The moment she flashed that smile at him I saw him do a double take of her, but I would gossip later with her about it after I got through this…and after I told her and Ella off for coming here.
Caitlyn gave me the thumbs up when she found the song, I sighed internally before forcing a smile and nodding at her.
I turned around reluctantly to face the eyes that had followed me to the front of the room as the music started. Shane and I stood two feet away from each other and we both were staring at the back wall, eye contact and being too close to one another would make it too tempting to get into the music.
In the Summer you're the Winter
In the finger you're the splinter
In the banquet you're the stew
Say, I could do without you
In the garden you're the gopher
In the Levi's you're the loafer
Like an overturned canoe
Well, I can do without you
It was hard not to look at him when he sung, but I couldn't it would be too tempting so I concentrated on the confused looks that were being exchanged between the other two duet couples obviously this wasn't what they were expecting…our plan was working. Good.
You can go to Philadelphia
Take a hack to Hackensack
Hey, I'll never ring a bell fer yer
Or yell fer yer to come back
In the question you're the why
In the ointment you're the fly
Though I know some things are indispensable
Like a buck or two
If there's one thing I can do without
I can do without you
In the barrel you're a pickle
In the goldmine you're a nickel
You're the tack inside my shoe
Yes, I can do without you
In my bosom you're a dagger
You're a mangy carpetbagger
In the theatre you're the 'boo'
I can do without you
With each line we tried to sing higher than the other, trying to out shine the other just like what we would've done three days ago.
You got charms, they ain't bewitchin' me
You've a face no one would paint
I got the darndest itch in me
To be wherever you ain't
In the bullfrog you're the croak
In the forest, poison oak
Though I know something's are necessary
My half-pint buckaroo
If there's one thing I can do without I can do without…
You're a knothead!
You're a faker!
You're a bonehead!
Troublemaker!
I can do without you!
Although the final lines would have been more entertaining if we were singing it to each other we didn't let our eyes stray until we finished and even then we didn't look at each other we simply walked back to our seats and waited patiently for the next couple to sing.
I smiled as I heard the whispers of disappointment and confusion, but I concentrated on the one voice that would influence the most people.
"I don't know what the big hype about that was; it was so bland." Tess commented.
Even though it was an insult I smiled Tess had a knack for saying what everyone else was thinking.