A/N: Hey guys! Looky! It's chapter 2! YEY! Ok this is long, don't worry. I spent the rest of the day making this for you guys! YEY! I'm going to start Chapter 3 tomorrow! I have to sleep early because we're watching a movie tomorrow but I promise to work on it immediately. Enjoy! I own twilight! (NO I DON'T!) I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT. STEPHENIE MEYER OWN TWILIGHT. I also do not own CAMP ROCK, Disney does! Still…enjoy! :)
BPOV (Bella)
"There you are! Look, the foods all set up for opening night jam ok? So—"
"I need to look for something to wear," I told her.
"Honey…this is a camp. Not a mall or fashion show or something,"
"I know, but have you seen the people here? The way they dress and all?"
"I think the way you dress is cute!"
I looked at her with raised eyebrows and a frown. "In a non-mom way," she told me, raising her hands up. I reached for her side of the drawer and found a green mini dress that went with my jeans. "This! This is it," I told her. "It's also mine," my mom told me, smirking. "Honey, wear your own clothes! You'll be fine!" she told me as I started putting earrings. "Be yourself," she told me, running her fingers through my hair. "Oh those are pretty!" she smiled and I laughed.
I walked down to the Opening Night Jam and I spotted Alice talking to someone. I went over to them. "Hey Alice!" I smiled, "Hey Bella! Meet Rosalie, Rosalie, this is Bella,"
"Hey," Rosalie smiled, she was really pretty, "So, is this your first year?"
"Yeah," I told her and nodded. "Any advice?"
"You are going to love it here, and this year everything is supposed to be better." She laughed. I smiled shyly and said, "Let's hope,"
I heard Esme's voice in the speakers saying "Hey Camp Rockers! Let's have a big Camp Rock welcome for, Rosalie Hale!" I stared at Rosalie as she blushed and grabbed the mic. "She sings?" I asked Alice in a whisper. "Yup," she replied.
"Good luck Rosalie!" I told her. "Thanks," People started cheering and her background singers started coming too.
Who's
got
What it takes to be
My guy
What it takes to make
Me
shine
What it takes to get
Me fired up
Who's got
What
it takes to be
My beau
What it takes to make
Me glow
What
it takes to make
This beat flow
Everybody talks about what
they think they need
The make up a list of things: 1, 2,
3...
Everyone is different but where we can agree
Is every girl
wants her boy to treat her sweet
Don't think that being mean
will get you anywhere
Don't think that acting cool will make me
want to care
I just need your respect, if you're gonna be the
one
And if you must apply then try to get the job done
We all started dancing to her singing, clapping along with the beat. Some guys started coming up to her and danced along. We laughed when one of them fell and the guy with the drum sticks started playing the beat again. Her voice was really good!
Talk
can be so cheap
So I just look for your actions
Be good to
me
If you want my attraction
Maybe I just want too much
But
I don't really care
I know I'm worth it
And I know he's
out there
Wait, wait
You might be a contenda
Hey,
hey,
Can I borrow your sweatshirt
Normally I'm not the
one
To say hello first
But if I didn't I might miss out
And
that might hurt
Who's got
What it takes to be
My
guy
What it takes to make
Me shine
What it takes to get
Me
fired up
Who's got
What it takes to be
My beau
What
it takes to make
Me glow
What it takes to make
This beat
flow
We all clapped and cheered when she finished her song,she was really good and everyone was whistling and raising they're hands in the air. "Wow! She's amazing!" I told Alice. "Yeah, she should be! Her mom's on Broadway," she smiled. "Broadway? Wow," I looked at Rosalie. Yup, definitely Broadway. "But the people here don't care about that; it's all about the bling. That's why Tanya over there runs this camp," she looked at Tanya, and I did too. She was walking over here with her 2 friends. "Great, something wicked this way comes!" Alice said, rolling her eyes. I noticed her sarcasm. "Hey Alice," Tanya said, "Where are your parent's? Not here? Still working at the—"
"Actually," Alice interrupted Tanya, "my parent's are working at—"
"Hi! I'm Bella!" I couldn't help it, I wanted to know her. It just slipped out of my mouth.
"Oh, hi, I'm Tanya Denali," she said, smiling at me. "I know," I told her, "Wow, I love your mom!" I said.
"Of course you do," she stared at me weirdly.
"I'm Bella Swan," I told them. "Hey!" the girl with the brown hair said, "Is your dad Carl Swan? The composer? My dad has staged one of his shows," she said. "No," I replied quickly.
"So what does he do?" the other blonde girl asked. "He owns a hardware store," I said, nodding my head. The 3 girls looked at me weirdly and then started to walk away. I had to do something. I didn't want to think I was just nobody. I promised myself I would be someone this summer, and I'll do that no matter what. Even if I have to lie. I inhaled and said, "But my mom," the turned around eagerly, facing me. "Yeah? What?" the brown-haired one asked. "Uh, the president," I lied. I was always good at lying. "Of hot tunes T.V…in China," I added. The brown-haired girl smiled at me. "Yeah, it's a huge market, o-over there," I grinned. "Wow, cool," Tanya said, "So cool! I'm Lauren," the blonde said, "Major cool! I'm Jessica! Ok, wait! So have you met anybody?" she asked. "Uh, yeah, like everybody," I told her. "Last summer, I was like, in three music videos, yeah, but I bet you wouldn't really see me, I was at the back," I added.
"Wow," Lauren and Jessica said at the same time.
"Are you guys thinking what I'm thinking?" Tanya asked them.
"Of course!" Jessica said. "Absolutely," Lauren replied…"What are we thinking?"
Tanya rolled her eyes and said, "There's an extra bed in our cabin, it's yours if you want it," she smiled. "Really?!" I gasped.
"Totally! We're going to be great friends. Come on; sit with us in the V.I.P. section,"
I nodded and followed them. I heard Alice say "I'm good, thanks for asking!" I felt really bad for leaving her. But I promised myself I'd be somebody.
I walked back to my mom's cabin, opened the door and found her looking through cook books. "Can you believe there is not one recipe here that tells you how to cook chili for 300 people?" she sighed. "You don't need a recipe! Everyone loves your food, its official!" I told her, throwing one of my bags over my shoulder. "Really?" she asked me in disbelief. "Camper's honor," I grinned.
"So, how was Opening Night Jam? Did you sing?" she asked.
"No! But I met some girls and they want me to move in into their cabin, and I know I have to help in the kitchen, but I'll just get up early and meet you here," I told her.
"Sweetie, of course you can move in into the cabin, it'll be fine!" she told me sweetly. "Now, I have to get back to these cook books, I have a job to protect!" she grinned and flipped a page. I grinned back at her and marched out and headed for Tanya's cabin.
I heard a guitar being played inside and Tanya's voice saying, "Jessica! Can you stop? I can't hear!" the guitar stopped abruptly. I went in quietly. Lauren went over to Jessica, carrying two bottles of nail polish and knelt on her bed and asked, "Which color?"
"Lauren…they're exactly the same," she told her, making a face.
"So you see my dilemma!" she replied, rolling her eyes.
"Mom!" I heard Tanya cry out, "Yeah…yeah I'm totally settled in! Guess what! Edward Cullen is—yeah…yeah, you can totally call me back…love you too, and have a good concert," she snapped her phone shut and said, "As usual,"
"What's wrong Tanya?" Lauren asked, I decided to show them I was here.
"Hey guys!" I said, walking noisily to them. "Hey Bella," Lauren replied. "Hey," I smiled. "So…which bed is mine?" I asked. "That one," Tanya pointed at the bed Jessica was lying down on.
Jessica stared at Tanya. "But—"
"Jessica doesn't mind. Do you?" she asked her curtly.
She shook her head, "I guess not," she chuckled sadly and moved to the other bed. Tanya eyed my bag suspiciously. "One bag?" she asked in disbelief. "You can't possibly have all your clothes in there!"
I bit my lip and faced her. "Um, right! I threw a lot of my clothes away," I lied, "Yeah, I just got tired of them," I nodded.
"And you call this a shirt?" she asked, holding up one of my clothes.
"Um, yeah, I got it from China! It's from one of those boutiques called 'Gin jaya ji'" I lied again.
"Wow," Jessica gasped as Lauren said, "Totally wow! What does it mean?"
"Happy Summer…yeah, that store is the bomb." I lied.
I looked at Tanya and spotted a bracelet on her hand. "Wow! Really cool bracelet!"
She giggled and said, "It's from my Mom, every time she wins a Grammy she adds a charm," she smiled. "Love it," I told her. "Totally bling-a-licious!"
"So…is that your diary?" Jessica asked, pointing at my songs list.
"Umm…no, they're my songs," I told her shyly.
"You write songs?" Tanya asked me.
"Yeah…but they're probably not that good," I bit my lip, blushing.
"Come on," Lauren insisted, "Well, I bet they are good, let's hear one!" Jessica urged.
"Umm…no, I—"
"Why not?" Tanya asked, snatching my song list. "We're friends now, right?"
"Umm…yeah, ok," I inhaled and exhaled.
This
is real, This is me
I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be,
now
Gonna let the light, shine on—
"Yeah…I'm not really that good," I pursed my lips.
"What?" Jessica asked, shocked. "You we're totally good! Right Tanya?"
"Totally," she said, handing me back my songs list. I grinned. They liked my songs! I was becoming someone! I have friends now, who like me! Well…not the real me…
The Next Day:
My alarm clock rang and I shut it off immediately. I didn't want the other girls to suspect where I was. I quietly got out of bed, changed and grabbed my shoes when I bumped into Lauren's bed. "What the—Bella?" she asked, still really sleepy. I decided to take action. "You're dreaming! You're…a rock princess!" I whispered. "Ok… I rock!" she said and fell asleep abruptly. I sighed in relief, and walked out the cabin quietly.
I ran to the kitchen and arrived pretty early. I helped with a few dishes and a portion of breakfast. I finished it quickly and went to exit the door that lead immediately to the cafeteria when I noticed a lot of people already arrived. I bit my lip. I didn't want anyone to see me come out of the kitchen. I turned around and headed out the back door. Luckily, a group of students we're lining up to enter the cafeteria and breakfast hall and I lined up with them. I entered the cafeteria and Alice saw me. "Hey Bella! Over here!" she called out. I gladly went up to her table and sat down, "Hey guys," I smiled at them. Rosalie and Alice smiled back. "So…slumming I see?" she grinned. "What?" I asked eyes wide.
"Hey Bella, over here," Tanya said, walking past me to their table. I bit my lip and looked at Alice. "You better go, the queen waits," she rolled her eyes. I stood up when she suddenly asked, "Your music, are you any good?"
"I don't know, uh, maybe…kinda…" I grinned.
"Word of advice…if you want to be friends with Tanya…don't be," she said, suddenly serious. "Bella!" I heard Tanya call from the other table. "See you around," Alice sighed and sat down as I headed over to Tanya's table. I grinned at everyone around the table. "What happened to you this morning?" Tanya asked through gritted teeth.
"Umm…early riser?" I laughed and spotted the toast and quickly changed the subject, "Yum! Toast!" and I picked it up and ate a mouthful. They just stared at me.
EPOV (Edward)
I felt the covers leave my head and saw a smirking Carlisle facing me. "What?!" I asked in irritation. "Rise and shine, superstar!" he said gleefully.
"Ugh!" I groaned and rolled onto my stomach, trying to go back to sleep.
"Don't make me do this, Edward," he threatened.
"Go away!" I moaned.
I didn't know what he was doing until I felt a splash of really cold water go on my head. "ARGH! HEY!" I yelled, rising up. "Oh, sorry, don't say I didn't warn you," he smirked.
"Alright, ok? I'm up, ok?" I told him. What happened to the good old uncles?
"Alright! So you've got classes to teach and your starts in five!" he told me, "And you might want to put that mattress out in the sun, don't want it to be all wet," he left. I groaned and placed my head on the pillows. I heard him come back and say, "Can you put some water in that vase? Flowers look parched," then he left. I didn't get up until he yelled, "FOUR MINUTES!" I jumped up and went to change.
BPOV (Bella)
The class started making beats and we were dancing to it. "Hey, Yeah! HALA!" we all laughed when the guys started making funny beats again and the drum sticks guy was drumming his chair and some people we're tapping they're guitars at their backs making beats. "Woah!" we heard a voice call and found Mr. Cullen grinning hugely at us. "If the class is rocking, I'm glad I came knocking!" we laughed. "So, let's see what I'm working with this year, who wants to sing first?" I heard people say "Me! Me!" and others just raise their hands. I turned around to find out I was the only one not raising my hand."My goodness," I heard the Mr. Cullen say and he said, "Alright, Enie, Meenie, Minie… You," he pointed at me. "Me?" I asked, too shocked to say anything else. He made a circular motion with his index finger and said, "Can't argue with the finger,"
"I'll do it!" Tanya told him.
"No, the finger picked her," he pointed at me again.
"Well…umm…ok," I sighed in defeat and stood up and walked towards Mr. Cullen. When I faced the class my stomach lurched and I had butterflies all over again. They we're so many. "Alright, let-ah-rip," he told me.
I started to sing. "Who will I be…it's up to me—"
"Alright, I know your singing a solo, but its so low, I can't hear you, ok? So, a bit louder now." He walked away and leaned against the wall.
I inhaled and exhaled sharply, and then started.
Who
will I be
It's up to me
All the never ending possibilities
That
I can see
There's nothing that I can't do
Who will I be
Yes
I believe
I get to make the future what I want to
If I can make
up any one and know the choice is up to me
Who will I be
I smiled at the people around me. I heard Lauren whisper to Jessica, "She's great!" and Jessica nodded vigorously in approval. Tanya had her arms folded across her chest with no expression. Mr. Cullen walked up to me and said, "That's not bad! Not bad at all! Is that an original?" he asked.
"Yeah, but—it's mine, but—"
"Up up up, no 'buts'! It's good; can I have a high five?"
"Oh, thank you," I grinned shyly and grabbed his hand and shook it instead of giving him a high five. He smiled back at me.
After class, we walked around, "I didn't know you we're that good, you totally rocked it!" Jessica told me. "Totally!" Lauren added. "Thanks," I smiled at them.
"So, I've been thinking and um…you have to sing with us on Final Jam! Your vocals, in the background, would be like, amazing!" Tanya told me. "And we never let people in out group! But you? A must! So you want in?" she asked me.
"Well, I was thinking about singing solo for the Final Jam," I bit my lip.
"Solo in your first Final Jam?" she grunted, "That's brave,"
Jessica rolled her eyes and said, "You'll be fine,"
"Well, of course she'll be fine! It's just that, I know how nervous I get," she nodded.
I shrugged. "Well, I'm—I'm sure I'll be nervous at first but—"
"In front of all those people, but, yeah, you'll be fine, you've done it before," she smiled.
"Done what before?" I asked, confused.
"You haven't sung in front of an audience?" Tanya asked me in disbelief.
"Well yeah, I mean choir, you know, I was never lead or anything, I was sort of in the back but—it's still an audience," I shrugged and grinned sheepishly.
"Wow, you are brave," Tanya told me, walking away. I decided to reconsider.
"Maybe a group would be better!" I yelled after them.
"If you think so," Lauren frowned.
"Yeah! No, it'll be fun! I want to," I nodded. "Only if you're sure," Tanya replied, half-smiling, half-smirking. "I'm totally sure," I nodded vigorously. I checked my watch. "I gotta run," I told them, "Where?" Tanya made a face. "Huh? Oh," I laughed to hide my nervousness. "I gotta call my mom," I lied, "China time!" I grinned and ran away.
When I arrived at the kitchen, my Mom was leaving with a few boxes, "Mom! Sorry, I'm late," I frowned. "That's ok honey, the last batch of cookies are in the oven. You can start cleaning up, I'm going to take these down to the storage room," she gently shook the box she was holding and walked away. I sighed and knelt down to close the flour bag when I heard the door open. "Hello?" a man's voice asked. I looked through the shelves and saw Edward Cullen standing not far away. If he saw me here he might ask Mr. Cullen who I was… Mr. Cullen would tell him and he would mention me in class…and Tanya and my other friends would know. I bit my lip and quickly got a chef's hat. "Hello?" he asked again, a little irritated. I accidentally hit a pot and it made a clanking noise. He looked over to my side and asked again, "Hello?" I still stayed quiet and put on the chef's hat. "I can hear you," I could almost hear the rolling of his eyes. I quickly got some flour and threw it in my face. Now he wouldn't recognize me, no matter how embarrassing this may be, I had to do it. I got up from where I was kneeling and grinned sheepishly at him. He blinked twice and made a face. "Hi," I told him. What? I never talked to a famous celebrity with flour on my face before, nor have I talked to any celebrity at all. "Do you work here?" he asked, coming closer. I felt my heart beat faster.
"I…uh…I…yes," I sighed. I wonder how stupid I sounded.
"Wow…you really get into your work," he noted, staring at me weirdly. I just nodded.
"I'm Edward Cullen…but I'm sure you already know that," he smirked and got some icing from the remaining cookies and licked his finger. "Of course! It's nice to meet you," I hoped he noticed my sarcasm, but I sounded more happy then angry.
"Actually, it's not so nice," he told me. My face fell. He was being a jerk. "See my manager said he sent over the list of food that I wanted, the only kinds of food I wanted, but I couldn't even go near my breakfast this morning, because it wasn't the only food I wanted." he was still smirking, but his tone was serious. I stared at him, eyes narrowed and open-mouthed. "You little—"
"Look, can I just talk to whoever is in charge?"
"Excuse me?" my voice was filled with annoyance and anger. Hot Tunes was right, his attitude was really bad and my Mom was right, he was a complete jerk!
"What?"
"Well your kind of being a jerk," I told him, I admitted to him. I couldn't help it, it just slipped out! But he should know.
"And you are?" he asked, annoyed too.
"A person! And there is a way to talk to a person, and that's not it!"
He stared at me, letting the words sink in. He bit his lip then said, "I'll have my manager send it over again,"
I nodded. "Fine."
He started to walk away when I coughed on purpose and he turned around.
"Thank you?" he rolled his eyes.
I nodded and smiled, "Much better,"
He nodded and left abruptly. I turned around and sighed. I'm glad that was over.