Hey everyone! What's up world. I have finally gotten back from my trip to California and I and back and writing. When I was in California it was amazing by the way. A couple days at the beach. And then a Jonas Brothers Concert!! Best night of my life! I was second row ground floor on Nicks side. SAWEET!! Then Disneyland. :)
Fun, Fun, I hope you like this chapter.
Oliver: FCG does not own Camp Rock OR Avril Lavigne.
I had gone back to my cabin and changed pants, in order to comply with Uncle Brown's terms. Mitchie had just laughed when I told her where I was going.
From all the whispering and giggling as I walked out of the mess hall, I guess my…inconvenience, really had been noticeable.
Once I was in my cabin, I uncharacteristically closed all the curtains. I wasn't taking any chances after I had seen a few girls sneaking behind me.
I threw on a pair of black pants in silence and changed into a purple and gold shirt. I sighed in frustration and kicked my bed.
"How could I have so oblivious, I just had to make a fool out of myself?" I huffed angrily.
I could already imagine the crap that Mitchie and I would be getting from them. Joy, what a wonderful day this was becoming.
I pushed out of my cabin and immediately marched off towards the class I was supposed to be teaching. I pushed through the door and the talking stopped.
"Don't say a word," I growled loud enough for everyone to hear. The room stayed silent.
"Grab a microphone and get into position, follow me after that!" I called across the room.
The class shuffled across the wooden floor.
MITCHIES POV
I couldn't believe what had happened today everything had been so off beat. I was still in shock about Shane though, I had only had one boyfriend before, and I had never had any effect like that on him. I am definitely not saying I'm proud of it though.
I walked wearily into the kitchen to find a very disgruntled mom looking at me.
"Michelle Elyssia Torres! I don't even know what to say to you right now!" I stood back, frozen in fear, "I'm not mad at you, but I am shocked and confused. Care to explain?"
I sighed slightly in relief. At least I wasn't in trouble…yet.
"Um, uh, I, well, we were kissing" my mom cut me off.
"Making out you mean?"
"Well, uh huh yeah we were, and I was playing with his hair and well, that's all"
"That's all? Wow, that boy must've had something on his mind."
I gulped, uncertainly. I didn't know how to respond to that.
"Ha ha don't worry honey. I was your age when the same thing happened to your father"
I shuddered, "Mom! I did not need to know that, under any circumstance."
All my mom did was laugh and throw me a dish towel.
I washed the dishes and dried them in silence for a most of the hour; until my mom came and leaned against the counter next to me.
"Honey, I need to talk to you, forget about the dishes," she said taking the soaked rag out of my hands.
"Hmm?" I looked at her.
"You and Shane, you two are getting awfully serious, and I'm worried. What happened this morning made my worries worse. Sweetie, Shane seems to have more on his mind than just…love. In my opinion, I mean. I afraid you're going to get hurt."
"Mom, Shane wears a purity ring just like me. He won't do anything. He can control himself, and so can I. Trust us mom?"
"He wears a purity ring?" The shock was evident on moms face.
"Uh huh, he has since he was 12. He's waiting until marriage mom. Nothing is going to happen."
"That makes me feel a little better, I still want to talk with the boy though. Just be glad your father doesn't know about this. Now go, run, have fun, there aren't that many dishes left."
I smiled thankfully at her and washed my hands. I threw my tote bag over my shoulder and took off running out of the kitchen. I ran down the path and came to a stop on the dock.
I pulled out my diary, which was purple, unlike my yellow song book, and opened it to a blank page.
I started writing everything that had happened that morning and when that was done I started with something a little different. I wrote:
I am so confused about my feeling right now. It's like I'm lost and falling. I feel happy, and that is the first time in a while that that has happened. I don't think I have been this content since early on in sixth grade before Megan changed. I haven't thought about Megan in a while…have I? I miss her; I wish that nothing had ever happened. I wish that she hadn't gotten sick, and most of all, I wish she hadn't have left me. She left me in a world with no friends. Did God need her that badly!
I let the tears that had built up in my eyes run down my cheeks. They made little marks in the diary and smeared the ink a little.
I was too busy in my own world to hear that the bell had wrung and people were chatting and moving to there next class.
I only noticed when someone sat down next to me.
"Mitchie, why are you sad?" Jason sounded like a little kid asking his mom why she was crying.
"Nothing Jason, nothing."
"It's has to be something Mitchie, or you wouldn't be crying. Please tell me, it will help"
"I was thinking about my best friend." I sighed.
"And that made you sad?" He asked confused.
"I haven't thought about her in a while, I tried to forget."
"I thought she was your best friend. You can't forget a best friend," he smiled childishly at me.
"She was my best friend…then she got sick." I said through new tears.
"Oh Mitchie, what happened?" he said rubbing my back.
"The cancer was too much for her. She died." My voice broke in a sob.
Jason wrapped his arm around me, "I'm sure God's watching her, right now"
"I know," my voice cracked, "but she was only eleven."
"It'll be alright Mitchie, she wouldn't want you to be sad. She's want you to be happy. I'm positive she wouldn't want to see you cry, a best friend never wants to see their best friend cry. Be happy, for her." Jason said the wisest thing he had ever said in his life.
I wiped away the tears and my smudged mascara and smiled a broken smile at Jason.
"Thanks Jason."
"You should get to class, you still have time." He said standing up.
"I'll talk to you later, alright" I said as I walked quickly towards Browns class.
I ran into the classroom a minute after the late bell rang. Every ones eyes were on me. Brown looked annoyed and had a disapproving look on his face.
"Your late darling, that means you have to sing and show us what you've got."
"But…" I started.
"No buts"
I shuffled slowly up to the front of the classroom. I looked up desperately at him.
"Now, what will you be singing today?"
"Um, When You're Gone, by Avril Lavigne. It's for my friend, Megan."
I always needed time
on my own When you walk away When you're gone "I've never
felt this way before When you walk away Do you see how much I need you
right now? When you're gone We were made
for each other All I ever wanted was for you to know When you're gone
I never thought I'd
Need you there when I cry
And
the days feel like years when I'm alone
And the bed where you
lie
Is made up on your side
I count
the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right
now?
The pieces of my heart are missing
you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing
too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me
through the day
And make it OK
I miss you
Everything that I do
Reminds me of you
And
the clothes you left
They lie on the floor
And they smell just
like you
I love the things that you do
I
count the steps that you take
The pieces of my heart are
missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing
too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me
through the day
And make it OK
I miss you
Out here forever
I know we were
Yeah,
yeahhh
Everything I
do I give my heart and soul
I can hardly breathe I need to feel
you here with me
Yeah
The pieces of my
heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know
is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear will
always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss you"
The classes looked at me in shock and wonder. I felt like a weight had been lifted off of my chest though. I hoped Megan had been watching over me then. I really did.
"That dear, was beautiful," Brown smiled at me.
Alright a little mystery about Mitchie's past has came out. Nothing big. Not really. I hope you liked it. Tell me what you think. Review. And PLEASE I beg of you, give me some ideas. Please.
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