hey this weekend I won't be around much so I don't know about updating.
Camerons P O V
The next morning I woke up after Madison again. You want to know how many times that happens? None. Until now aparantly. This time, she was just laying in bed. Her dad must be in a different room. I came up with a good plan. I snook around the top of my bunk until I was looking down at her, look the other direction.
"Rah!" I screamed.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!" she jumped.
"Ha ha ha ha ha," I snickered.
"Not funny!" she said.
"Kids? What is going on?" Oliver asked.
"Nothing," we both replied. Than it hit us.
"We get to sing tonight!" we sreamed, and we decided to act like happy little children and hug. It was like when we were in preschool.
"But we still have to do the room thing," she said.
"Oh yeah. What should we do?" I asked.
"Can I go first and get it over with after breakfast?" she asked.
"Yeah okay," I said.
"Thanks. Now let's go get some breakfast," she said tugging at my arm.
I followed her into the kitchen and made a frozen breakfast pizza for both of us. Half an hour later, we separated, and she went to work, and I left the RV after changing for some fresh air. I walked down around the park and watched all of the families. There were husbands and wifes, parents and kids, and even grandparents. I wonder what my grandmother was like. Since she died when mom was young, she does not remember much. I wonder if she would knit, or like skydiving. When I was done thinking about her, I found myself in front of the door to the RV. I went inside and discovered that by then, Madison only had about five minutes in there left. I decided to watch t.v. with dad and Oliver.
"So Cameron," Oliver said.
"So Oliver," I said back.
"How are you and Madison doing?" dad asked.
"We have a song coming along good like I toly you yest-" I started.
"No, I mean relationship wise," he said.
"We have no relationship. We are best friends, and that is it," I said.
"Uh, huh," they both ignored.
"What?" I asked.
"Everyone knows that you both like each other," Oliver said.
"Duh. Even we know that we like each other. But we have been down that road, and it doesn't work out for us. So we are just best friends," I explained trying to watch t.v. Why couldn't parents just leave us alone?
"That's what I said," Oliver said.
Madison came stomping into the room before I could say anything more.
"Your turn," she grouched.
"You okay?" I asked.
"It is way too much silence in there by myself," she said.
I laughed and went inside. I was working on my songs, just practicing. Not coming up with any new ones, but I was learning the order for tonight, and the steps and all of that. I was doing nine, without Best of Both Worlds this time. Nine if you include Madison and I's song, anyways.
I had been able to say the songs in order, in my sleep before the hour timer went off. I was so glad when it did. I walked out to see Madison and mom in there own conversation, and Oliver and Johnny in their own. Than mom and Oliver would talk about memories they had when they were younger.
"I'm back!" I said.
"Hey," Madison said, and went back to talking.
"Don't you think we should get started on our two hours?" I asked.
"Oh yeah hold on," she said. She turned to mom and said one more thing, and than got up and came over.
"Hey you two only have to be in there for fourty five minutes, because we are running out of time," dad said.
"Cool," we said and went inside. It was about one o'clock, and we needed to be at the stage in three hours for rehearsals. We spent the entire time working out the rest of the song, and learning dance moves, and the words. We didn't finish for an hour and a half anyways. when we got outside, dad and Oliver looked relieved.
"Thank god. I thought you got lost, in a seven by seven room," he said.
I rolled my eyes, and Madison and I grabbed all we would need for the concert.
"So Madison did you want to call mom?" Oliver asked her.
"Yeah!" she said excited. She dialed her mom, and went off talking to her on the way into the building where we would perform. I went to my own dressing room to see my outfit picked out for the concert. My stylist said that we were going to go with my hair just a little bit up, and brushed. I had a long pair of jeans and a red and black shirt. I was called out just a while later to do rehearsals. they told Madison and I where to go on the stage, so we are moving, and how we were going to switch from Madison to me. An hour later, I was exhausted from being so bored. I know that did not make much sence, but just go with it.
"I can't wait for tonight!" Madison said clapping.
"Yeah, it seems like fun," I said.
"Well I am going to go change," she said leaving.
She left to her dressing room which was pretty close to mine. I went to change too, with the concert being an hour half later. To go through hair, get changed, and do vocal excersisses, Madison had twenty minutes left until she went on.
"Hey Jake," she said behind me. I looked behind me and felt my eyes pop out of my head. She was wearing a very slimming red halter, and jeans that looked great on her, and 'cute' sandals. I can see her calling them cute.
"I guess you like," she said. She walked over to her make up, since her hair was already done, in sort of a high pony tail, with loose waves. She got all of the make up done, and was qued on stage for two minutes.
"Madison, two minutes," annoncer said.
"I can't wait until our song!" she squealed.
"Neither can I, it will be great!" I said pumping her up so more, that she had to jump.
"Wow you are a lot like your mother," Oliver pointed out coming up behind us.
I laughed.
"Madison one minute," annoncer called.
"Okay order, order, order," she said thinking of her song order.
"Got it!" she said.
"Madison in five, four, three, two."
Madison walked out there, with the crowd cheering her on. She sang all of her old songs and a new one that she must have worked on in her spare time in the room. It had a very pop beat that was easy to dance to.
"He's got all of the girls
Hottest hair, hottest clothes, hottest face
Snap his fingers, and all of the girls race to 'im
Though I guess it's not enough for him
Would you think that someone like me,
Would turn the other way when he calls?
I'm not wrapped around his finger
I'm not kneeling at his knees
But I'm the last girl he hasn't gotten
So will someone get him out of here please?
I want someone tall, and bright
Not a cocky overated jerk who
When you call around for something to do
He tells you that your not going to do
so would you think that someone like me,
Would turn the other way when he calls?
I won't let him get to me
He can't do anything
That will change my mind
I'm stickin up for the girls
who have lost their minds
Trippin over this boy
Who thinks he's got a lot on his plate
But no matter how many girls
That there's got to be
He still doesn't got me"
I was amazed. It wasn't her best song, but it was written out of pressure, something Madison doesn't do well with. She had the dancing part down though, and she looked good singing it with that cute little outfit.
"Thank you everybody, but I'm going to move on to my next song," she said, and than the music started playing for I've seen you. After that she did Tin Solier, and the rest of her songs.
"Cameron to the stage in one minute," the annoncer called through the last song of Madison, and I's. This time, the annoncer wouldn't count down, and I would go out there when it was time for me to sing. Only now I was coming from the back of the stage, instead of the side. Madison and I's song started.