Welllllll hey there. Last chapter right here! Ok yes there is an epilogue maybe. But ReviewReviewReview!!!!!!!!!! I don´t own CR
"Bye darling." Leo went in for a kiss and my mom turned her head at the last possible second so it landed sloppily on her cheek. She smiled half heartedly and entered the dance studio, stopping in the doorway when she saw Nate standing at the front of the room, talking to Shane and Mitchie.
"You're late." He turned his head and narrowed his eyes at her with a smile on his face. My mom didn't say anything though a smile had crept its way onto her face as well.
"What are you-" She began but Mitchie clapped her hands together for quiet. Mom sat in the director's chair against the mirror with a small sigh and looked away.
"Thank you! Now form three lines of eight!" The group of us tried to shuffle into what she wanted but there weren't enough people. "What's the problem??" Mitchie demanded to know and Shane approached her and whispered in her ear. "Well fix it!" She shrieked and Shane pat her back and nodded.
"Three lines of six." We all scrambled into what Shane requested, plain frightened of Mitchie's reaction if we didn't. "Warm up steps. Five six seven eight!" Shane called as he cranked up the music. We did the steps he had taught us previously just to get our blood pumping.
Shane clapped a rhythm as he turned around and began explaining what Nate and my mom would be teaching us. I quickly switched places with someone in the front line to hear them better. "What do you mean Nate's teaching? What about Leo?"
"Brown wants somebody he knows teaching. Not some stranger." Nate tried to hide his pleased look. My mom didn't miss it and glared at him. Nate put his hands up defensively. "It's true." He told her honestly and Shane stepped between them.
"Alright that's enough. You two are teaching together, suck it up and deal." He put his hand behind his back and gave me a quick thumbs up and I grinned excitedly. "Listen up: this is what's going down..." I zoned out after that. Things were going perfectly and they would fall in love as soon as possible.
"Melissa!" I hissed, turning around as Shane worked with another group of kids. She looked at me quizzically. I gave her the thumbs up with a broad grin and she laughed.
We worked on the choreography for Final Jam and finally two hours later we were done. "You two need to get together and practice the choreography." Mitchie told Nate and my mom sharply as the four exited.
There was only three weeks left so I could understand why it was so urgent they get the choreography down. "Ugh fine. Meet me here tonight at six." My mom stormed off angrily and Mitchie followed.
Nate looked at me and I thought for a second before racing off to the kitchens and pleading with the cook to make a certain dish. I threw up my hands in frustration and checked my watch. "Okay then, can I make it?" She looked at me hesitantly and I widened my gaze. "Please!" I finally begged.
"Be back here at five." I hugged her tightly and ran off to my other classes and took a nap at three. I opened my eyes at ten to five and stepped into my flip flops and ran to the kitchen.
The woman helped me at the beginning and by six thirty the food was done. I thanked the cook and put the spaghetti on a large plate, drizzling it with sauce and dropping a few meatballs on top. I snatched two forks off the counter and hurried off towards the studio.
The two were standing inches away from each other, both red in the face from yelling it seemed. As my mom opened her mouth to scream again I burst inside. "Hi!" I exclaimed, looking between them.
"What do you want Hayden?" My mom looked at me briefly before backing away from Nate.
"I brought a big plate of spaghetti." I held it up like a peace offering. Nate thanked me quietly and reached for a fork. He and I sat down while my mom just stood there. "Come on, have some pasta!" I held out the fork and stood up as she sat down.
"Just a quick break. Then back to the routine. Goodbye Hayden." I backed out slowly and as soon as the door closed I ducked beneath a window and listened.
Inside:
"So Leo seems like a...great guy." Nate choked out. Caitlyn thought for a second and then nodded and slurped her spaghetti. She blushed and wiped away the sauce that flecked her cheeks.
"Oops." She laughed and Nate joined in. "Just like our first date." Caitlyn continued laughing. Nate looked at her quizzically and she lightly hit his shoulder. "Remember? You took me out to dinner and ordered soup and started slurping really obnoxiously. A waiter even came over to request you keep it down!" Caitlyn was holding her side now.
"Oh yeah! And then because you didn't like his attitude you picked up a spoon and slurped along with me!" Nate chuckled. Caitlyn nodded her head. "We always had so much fun on our dates. Ah like the fair..." They began reminiscing and still hadn't started dancing even though it was seven thirty.
I grinned and listened along to all their stories and dove behind a bush when I heard footsteps approaching. I peered through the dark curtain of leaves in front of me and saw Leo opening the door angrily. ¨Hard at work?¨ He sneered and I wanted to kick him for being that rude.
¨Leo. We were just taking a dinner break...¨ My mom trailed off and Leo leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, a look of mock interest on his face. He held out his wrist angrily showing her the time.
¨Even though I told you I was going to take you out to that new restaurant. Those reservations were almost impossible to get.¨ Leo looked so mean and so angry. Mom began to stand up but Leo backed away. ¨Forget it Caitlyn. I´m done with this stupid camp. And you.¨ He walked away and got into a car parked nearby, speeding off.
¨What a jerk.¨ Nate muttered, rubbing his head. My mom turned around with her nostrils flaring and her arms crossed. ¨Er...¨ Nate looked uncertainly at her and she put a hand up.
¨Just forget it. Can we finish the steps please?¨ She turned the music back on and Nate followed. She couldn´t nail the rhythm and was getting more and more frustrated. ¨Ugh this is hopeless!¨ She ran her fingers through her hair agitatedly.
Nate crossed the room in four short steps and put his hands on my mom´s shoulders. ¨Hey!¨ He shook her. ¨Stop getting frustrated! You are just forgetting that last turn.¨ He huffed and showed her the problem.
¨Okay fine. I´ll fix it.¨ I leaned up on the window. Nate was really taking charge and it was weird seeing my mom not be the one completely in control. ¨Yeah, yeah okay that works.¨ they were only a few inches apart and I felt a hand on my shoulder.
¨Give your parents some privacy Hayden.¨ Shane pulled me away and I glared at him.
The following weeks Nate and my mom had stopped fighting. They didn´t talk very much but I knew they spoke when I wasn´t around because they would always share little smiles and looks when they thought nobody was looking. Final Jam was tonight and I was having trouble comprehending that I would be performing twice and my parents still didn´t seem to be in love.
¨That was awesome Hayden.¨ Randy smiled at me after I finished playing the song I had written for Final Jam. I blushed and tucked my hair behind my ear. ¨Not gonna let me hear the words?¨ He grinned and I shook my head.
¨Not till Final Jam!¨ I laughed as he tickled me.
¨Hands to yourself Randy!¨ Nate called from across the camp. Randy pulled away and I blushed. Nate didn´t even know he was my dad but he was still acting like a dad! It was pretty ridiculous.
¨Leave us alone Nate!¨ I yelled back. Randy laughed at us and picked up his guitar to go. ¨Oh okay I´ll see you tonight?¨ I asked him hopefully and he smiled brightly at me.
¨Definitely.¨ He walked away.
That night I was wearing a silver dress with thick blue rhinestones around the collar and matching leggings. I walked into the performance hall nervously and Brown met me right inside the door.
¨Good luck tonight Hayden.¨ I reached out and hugged him thankfully. ¨You´ll do great.¨ I sat backstage nervously wringing my hands, listening to the audience slowly fill up with friends and family.
¨Welcome to Camp Rock´s Final Jam!¨ Brown greeted everyone brightly. The crowd cheered loudly and he calmed them back down. ¨Alright alright! Please welcome our opening number..." I could no longer listen. My heart was pumping so loudly in my ears it was tuning out the music.
I walked out onto the stage with my guitar and strummed it slowly. My eyes went to the judges and I was pleased to see Nate seated between Jason and Shane. He smiled encouragingly at me and I started to sing.
Brown had told me about the platform at the front of the stage that would lift up a few feet while I sang but I was so immersed in the moment as it started to lift, and for some reason I stepped backwards, lost my balance, and fell.
My guitar fell to the ground with a clatter and that was the last sound I heard before I blacked out.
Nate and Caitlyn and several others ran to the stage to Hayden´s aid. There was blood streaming from a cut in the back of her head and she was lying unconscious. Someone called an ambulance and paramedics lifted her small and helpless body onto a stretcher and brought her to the hospital.
When everyone arrived Caitlyn was pleading with the receptionist to see Hayden, Nate right behind her. ¨I´m sorry.¨ The woman had an annoying nasally voice. ¨Only immediate family members allowed.¨ She droned on.
¨B-b-but.¨ Caitlyn stuttered. She looked back at Nate and swallowed. ¨I´m her mother.¨