Author's Note: Please note that the town Daisy Falls, as for as I know, does not exist. I made it up. Anyway, here's chapter three. Reviews always welcome!
Best Friends, Lovers, and Nate Gray
Yawns Are Contagious
By: Chelsea
Rating: T… 13+… language and possible sexual content in future
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Camp Rock or its characters. I do own the theme and plot of this story as well as my own characters.
"Ugh…" I groaned as I twisted around in the uncomfortable motel room bed as my cell phone blared "Play My Music" by the Connect Three; Nate's ringtone. I flopped my hand over on the side table and tried to locate my phone in the dark before it woke up Ellie, who was in the other bed. Finally I found it and brought it up to my ear as I glanced over at the alarm clock… 3:00 a.m.
"What the hell do you want at 3 in the morning?" I grumbled into the phone. I propped my head up on my arm.
I could hear Nate chuckle on the other end of the phone. "I said I was going to call you, didn't I?" he stated.
"Yes, but you said nothing about 3 in the morning!" my voice rose and then suddenly I remembered Ellie. I got up out of the bed and stood, making a face at how rough the carpet felt under my feet. I groped for some shoes and then walked across the room to the bathroom and closed myself in.
"Well, I had to wake up for a radio interview in Australia and I remembered that I'd promise to call so I decided to do it before I forgot," he sounded way to cheerful for 3 in the morning. Probably because he knows how much this is bugging me, I thought.
I sighed into the phone. "Well, this is one promise I would be okay with you breaking," I said a little more chipper.
"I thought so, but you are just so darn unpredictable that I couldn't be sure," he said, the sarcasm heavy.
"Yeah, well maybe the next darn unpredictable thing I do will be to blackout from exhaustion and stab you with a fork," I said, returning the sarcasm.
"Don't worry, the army of spoons beside my bed will protect me," I could actually hear his smirk across the phone.
I shook my head unable to come up with a snarky reply. "Sorry Nate, I can't respond to that," it was way too early for me.
"Can't respond or can't come up with a response?" he asked. I could hear the satisfaction in his voice.
"You know," I kept it simple.
"I finally stumped you," he said triumphantly. We were silent for a few moments and I heard a faint yawn come across the phone.
"See? 3 in the morning is too early for you too," I said grumpily, attempting to stifle a yawn – those things are contagious, you know.
"Yeah, I got to be back up in 3 and a half hours, so I think I'm going to go back to sleep," he yawned again. Apparently the yawning was just going to go back and forth in between us.
"Alright," I said, "Goodnight." Yep, I yawned.
"Goodnight," Nate said and then hung up the phone. I closed mine, left the bathroom, and walked back over to my bed. I crawled into the hard, itchy sheets and laid down. It didn't take long to go back to sleep because, like I said, it was 3 in the morning.
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2 days later…
I stepped out of the air conditioned building and into the unforgiving May heat. We had just finished an in-radio station at KRBE. KRBE was Houston's top 40 station and they were debuting our first single, Over It, this afternoon and wanted to accompany it with an interview.
We were currently in Houston, Texas and tonight would be our fourth show. I was particularly happy to be in Texas, considering it's our home. Ellie and I grew up in Daisy Falls, only half an hour from Houston. Ellie's best friend Caitlin was coming to the show to night and she was going to hang out with us for a little bit afterwards, but none of my so-called "friends" were coming.
When my friends found out they I had gotten a record deal, they basically turned on me. My mom kept telling me it was jealousy. Even my two best friends, Kassi and Elizabeth turned on me, and they turned the worst. Kassi went as low as to spread rumors, but Elizabeth just ignored me. They started hanging out with Claire, a girl they knew I couldn't stand, and would basically make a spectacle of me wherever I went. They would point, laugh, make jokes, just be plain rude. So, in all honesty, I had no desire to see any of my friends.
I followed Ellie into our small van as we drove over to the arena. We arrived at the Toyota Center at 5 and we didn't perform until 7:30.
We walked into the arena and went immediately to our small dressing room where I put on blue jeans and a read t-shirt that said "Forever Young" and black converse. I don't know why we always had to get dressed so early. My only guess would be so that we weren't rushing around at last minute to do it.
By the time Ellie and I finished, it was 6, and the arena was already starting to gather people. I walked around backstage, searching for one particular curly haired boy who I hadn't talked to all day.
"Looking for someone?" I had from behind me. I immediately knew that it was Nate. I turned to see him standing behind me.
"Yes…" I said slowly, "how long have you been there?"
"Well, I followed you when you walked over there," he pointed to where I had previously been, "and there," he pointed to another one, "and here," he pointed at the ground. He smiled mischievously at me.
"Sneaky, aren't you?" I asked.
"You know it," he said, clearly satisfied. "You know, we haven't talked all day," he said, starting to walk towards his dressing room.
"I know that," I pointed out, "but I wasn't going to call you and interrupt some random interview that I didn't know about." Nate usually called me because my schedule was simple and easy and his was more complicated.
"Yeah, but you had that interview today and I didn't know if you were like gonna get mobbed by crazy fans," he joked. Haha, I thought and gave him a death stare.
We walked into his dressing room, which was about three times the size of ours, and walked over to the couch. "Guitar Hero?" he asked, picking up the little fake guitar.
I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "You only asked to play because you know that you will win, which is no fair," I said. Nate and I always played to see who could get a better score.
"So? It's not my fault you suck and you're the only person I can beat," he said, turning on the TV. Nate wasn't all that great at the game either and he could never beat his brothers, but yet, he could always beat me.
I grunted and reluctantly played Guitar Hero with him. Me being me, I can only do one thing for so long and after 45 minutes I was bored and so I said so.
"You get bored a lot," Nate pointed out. "So what do you propose we do? We still have another 30 minutes."
I shrugged. "I don't know," I said, "just not this."
Nate sighed and looked at me. "We could go and check out the crowd," he said, already starting to head for the door because he knew I would agree to it.
I smiled. "You know it," I cheered and followed out of the room. Checking out the crowd was one of my favorite things to do. Nate and I would always go right up to the stage and peer out. We would always do it when the stage crew was going back and forth so that no one would notice our heads.
We walked straight up the stairs that were the entrance (at least for Ellie and I) to the stage. Nate peered his head around first and then I did.
"Nothing funny tonight," he said glumly. Normally we would laugh at funny signs or something, but signs weren't allowed at this show.
"Hm," I said, searching for something. That's when I saw them. My heart started to pound at an alarmingly fast rate and my stomach practically lurched into my throat. "I can't perform tonight."
Author's Note: Thank you all for reading and I hoped ya'll enjoyed it!!