Loose Ends Chapter 4: The Call, a camp rock fanfic

A/N: I do not own the song "Take me on the floor" its by the veronica's and if you haven't heard it, you should. Oh and I also do not own Johnny Cash, or the song "Hello" it's by Evanescence. DON'T SUE MEEE!

Chapter Three

"The Call"

"Hey Campers!" Said the enthusiastic Dee, "It's open mike at lunch today, who'd like to share stuff?"

I felt my heart sink, a few years ago, I would have demanded to go first, to share something I'd written. A small part of me wanted to. Then the larger part turned to stone. Indifferent.

"We will!" The Tess chick walked to the center of the cafeteria, flunkies in tow.

"Alright!" Dee clapped, "Give it up for the 'It Girls'!"

They took formation, Tess in the center, the other two behind her. Tess motioned and someone cued music, and a simple techno beat played a four beat count and she began:

The lights are out and I barely know you
We're going up and the place is slowing down
I knew you'd come around

You captivate me, something about you has got me
I was lonely now you make me feel alive
Will you be mine tonight?

Take me on the floor (dadada da dadadada)
I can't take it any more (dadada da dadadada)
I want you, I want you, I want you to show me love
Just take me on the floor (dadada da dadadada)
I can give you more (dadada da dadadada)
You kill me, you kill me, you kill me with your touch

So they didn't suck, they were pretty choreographed and they're harmony was on point, and the two girls singing the "dada da dada's" really fit together.

My heart is racing as you're moving closer
You take me higher with every breath I take
Would it be wrong to stay?

Tess the mighty seductress, slithered her way into the audience. Caressing and touching random members. Really getting into her song.

One look at you and I know what you're thinking
Time's a bitch and my heart is sinking down
You turn me inside out

Out of nowhere some really hot guys dressed in all black came and the girls pulled them into an embrace, then gripped there shirts and pulled a couple moves that would be featured in dirty dancing.

I wanna kiss a girl
I wanna kiss a girl
I wanna kiss a boy
I wanna ...

Tess and the Ella- maybe? Chick turned and leaned dangerously close like they were gonna kiss then were snatched by their partners and grinded to the beat of the music. (Is this really appropriate for camp?)

I wanna kiss a girl (do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya)
I wanna kiss a girl (do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya)
I wanna kiss a boy (do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya)
I wanna kiss a (kiss a, kiss a, kiss a)

Peggy? Screamed to the song, then they sang a cappella.

dadada da dadadada
dadada da dadadada
dadada da dadadada (oh)

Then the music picked back up and the sexy men went away and the girls went back to their choreography.

Tess was wildly singing and her vocal skills were crazy wild building intense vibe of the song.

Then the song ended and the room was silent. Can't say I wasn't impressed. I've had too much musical training not to be. But still, those dance moves? Are you for serious? So glad there weren't any nuns around.

"Let's here it for the 'It Girls'!" Dee chimed. The rest of lunch proceeded with more teens trying to make there stuff sound good.

Then classes were starting and everyone went their separate ways and I was left wandering the camp. I found myself walking along the shore of the lake, when I heard the strumming of a guitar. It sounded like the Johnny Cash's song "Hurt", I moved closer to the sound and quietly came up upon, none other than Shane Grey.

"What have I become? My sweetest friend? Everyone I know goes away in the end, and you could have it all, my empire of dirt. I will let you down, I will make you hurt" His voice sounded different that the crap played on the radio. It was raw, pain filled, real.

"If I could start again a million miles away, I would keep myself I would find a way" he ended and I felt the silence envelope me. His voice sent a shiver down my spine and ignited the need to sing, to strum my guitar, tears pricked my eyes. But, I refused to acknowledge them and concentrated on breathing right.

I stayed and listened to his humming and guitar strumming. I wanted my own guitar for the first time in months, I wanted to give in to the call of the thing that brought me the most pain. Without warning I lost my footing and slid into the trees.

"Who's there?" A startled Shane called.

"Mmph," was all I could manage while trying to stand in a dignified way.

"What?"

"Uh.. I…" Tongue tied? Me?

"Oh its you." He scoffed, "What were you listening to tell me how much my music sucks?"

"Actually, its not your music. It's Johnny Cash. And it was actually really good." I gave him a half smile.

"Oh, thanks." He gave me a half smile in return.

"What are you doing down here?" I decided to be civil.

"Why are you?" he asked.

"Dunno."

"I used to come to camp here, this is where I used to come, when I was still unknown." He sighed.

"Oh…" Sounded dumb but what else could I say?

"So why did you come to camp here? What's your talent."

"Oh… I…" was cut off by screams.

"OH MY GOD IT'S SHANE!!" a chorus of girls, and maybe a guy screamed.

"Shit! Catch you later!" and he disappeared. Well not literally.

A stampede of humans ran across the shore in search of the pop star. For however short the conversation was, it was decent. Shane Grey could be decent.

Days passed. I became great friends with Cait, Lola, and Ben. Tess continued to be a gifted bitch, but kitchen work was becoming less painful. It was therapeutic, Ana was right, I could feel mom around me.

But the ache for my keyboard and guitar wouldn't go away. But I couldn't. It hurt.

Yet, one day sitting in Ana's and my room some how, my guitar case ended up in my hand, and I ended up on the shore by the lake. I began to strum something, nothing in particular. I hadn't written it before, but the more I played, the more I missed my parents. I felt more emotions pour out of me. And then words just poured out.

"Playground school bells ring, again. Rain clouds come to play, again. Has no one told you she's not breathing? Hello, I'm your mind, giving you someone to talk to, hello." I could see my mom's face, as the light faded from the eyes, I remember feeling so closed into myself. Not talking to anyone but me. Not even Ana.

"If I smile and don't, believe. Soon I know I'll wake, from this dream. Don't try to fix me I'm not broken- Hello I'm the lie, living for you. So you can hide don't cry…" I remembered pretending, I'm still pretending. Remembered all the angry sessions with the different therapists and psychiatrists telling them I didn't need their damn help. Still don't think I do…

"Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping, Hello! I'm still here, all that's left of yesterday…" I didn't realize that I was crying until I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I didn't realize that I'd dropped my guitar. I didn't even know who's arms I fell into. All I know is I woke up the next morning back in Ana's and my cabin, safe in bed.

I hoped you liked it. I'll update soon. P.S. I love cliffhangers. Ya digg?