Author's Note: I'm back I know it's only been a week, but I hope none of you have lost interest or forgotten about this story. I did very little writing while I was gone, so I made up for it in the car ride back. I'm still in a good mood because Long Beach Island was absolutely amazing. Work is over and school doesn't start for another week and a half so this story will be updated more…hopefully. Happy Birthday to Demi Lovato!

Disclaimer: I had a dream I owned Camp Rock, but then I woke up.

Chapter 7: Take a Chance

The weeks began to pass by in a way that appeared comical to me. Every week day was the same, but once the bell rang on Fridays, sounding the start of the weekend, everything was different. In short the weekdays had a routine and the weekends were adrenaline filled. As September came to an end, the school work started piling on, which started decreasing the time I got to spend with the guys. They still managed to come over everyday anyways.

It was the last Sunday in September, Caitlin had just left after finishing our homework, and I was now on the phone with Shane. This was pretty much the typical Sunday evening. Shane was complaining about how that he was going to have to start recording Connect 3's next CD this week, and about all the homework I was getting, that we would never get to spend time together.

"I won't see you as much this week." He whined.

"How long does it take to record a CD?"

"Depends"

"On what" I clearly wasn't getting what he was saying.

"On if I decide to throw some Pop star fits."

"Just try and get it done quickly."

"Well, you could-"

I knew exactly what he was going to say, so I didn't need him to finish "I don't know Shane."

I could hear him sigh from annoyance or disappointment. "I'm not giving up that easy Mitchie, your voice is to amazing to not be heard."

I decided it was time to change to subject. "So our 2 month anniversary is coming up-"

He cut me off. "Mitchie don't change the subject, and plus you said yourself that celebrating our anniversary every month isn't your thing."

I smiled to myself. Well at least he paid attention to things I said. "I'm not changing the subject I just don't want to talk about this right now."

"Mitchie, it would be so much more fun if you were there." He whined.

"Shane stop whining or I'll hang up this phone."



"I'll be good." I knew he was lying, because he had been spending the past week trying to convince me to go sing.

We spent the next hour talking about everything and nothing. For all while we just sat there and listened to each other's steady breathing. I looked over at the clock it was almost 11.

"Shane, it's getting late, I'll talk to you tomorrow okay."

"I'll call you in between recording."

"Good Night Shane."

I was about to hang up when I heard his voice again through the receiver. "One last thing"

"What?"

"It doesn't hurt to take a chance." He whispered.

Before I had a chance to respond, he hung up, I just listened to the beeping signaling that the line had gone dead. I set the phone down and looked out my window wondering if it was too late to call Caitlin. I saw her light go out, confirming my answer. I lied back down on my bed and stared at the ceiling watching the fan spin.

My eyes snapped open. My hand reached robotically for my laptop, the music started blasting and I was wide awake, I hopped out of bed and headed for the shower, I came back and wandered over to my closet. I grabbed a pair of jeans, a light blue baby doll tee, and flip flops. I glanced out the window and saw Caitlin's light on, signaling me that she would be here soon.

I headed downstairs and helped myself to some French toast, not long after I sat down Caitlin walked into the room, we gave her a key to the house, after all she practically spends more time here than out her own house. She was wearing indigo skinny jeans, a grey v-neck t-shirt and a black vest, with black converse with a long silver necklace. It looked surprisingly like the outfit she had worn the amusement park that one day, all she was missing was her blue hair.

"I thought you said that type of outfit was you thing." I said examining her wardrobe choice for the day.

She looked down at herself and shrugged. "It doesn't hurt to try new things." She sat down and grabbed some French toast.

With my mouth half full I checked the clock. "Man, were going to be late." I said.

"Will you ever learn to chew with your mouth closed?" Caitlin replied.

I gave her a glare and grabbed her wrist and started dragging her to school. She grabbed her French toast, she didn't like syrup so it wasn't all that gross to hold in a hand, she munched while I filled her in on Shane latest attempts to get me to record. I noticed that she completely mesmerized with her phone. After 5 minutes, she looked up and snapped her phone shut.

"Peggy's in town for the week, to record with the guys." She said.

"Great, we should hang out with her while she's in town."



"Well you could come to the recording studio and see her."

"And be pulled into a trap, not likely."

Caitlin was silent for several minutes as if she was weighing her options. In that time I got my text from Shane like every morning, and for a change he hadn't brought of the recording session, but Caitlin did.

"You know if you had won final jam it would be you singing with them, and now they want you to record with them anyways."

"I don't think I'm following everything your saying." Now she was making no sense.

"Things like this happen for a reason Mitch; I think you should record with them."

"No!" I shouted as we walked into the school, and everyone lounging in the hall glanced up at me.

"Why not"

"Because," I retorted.

"That's not a reason."

"It's good enough one for me." I said as I stormed off to my locker, leaving Caitlin behind in the hallway.

At lunch we ate in silence, eventually Caitlin got fed up with it and moved to another table. I got up and headed to my locker, why couldn't they just respect my decision and leave it at that. 7th period seemed to go on forever, by the time the bell rang, I knew I couldn't go much longer in the silence.

"Caitlin" I muttered as I gathered my books.

"Yeah" She looked up at me.

"I might have over reacted this morning, I'm sorry" I said.

She smiled and just pulled me into a hug.

We got through gym, like nothing had ever happened. We were changing after gym, and I kept noticing this nervous look pass through Caitlin's eye continuously.

"It wouldn't be fair anyways," I said as we walked through the halls to go to my locker.

"What?" She said with a confused look on her face.

"If I sung with them I didn't win final jam, Peggy did."

"Mitchie,"

"But I'll think about it."

"Could you decide quickly?"



"Why?"

She pointed out the window to the lawn near the parking lot where I could see people pointing to the exact same spot. I found the closest door leading to the outside and was headed over to the parking lot with Caitlin following at my heels. I weaved my way through the people beginning to head for their cars and those just starring and pointing at the convertible sitting in the parking lot.

"What are you doing here?" I demanded.

"Wait you really do know Connect 3." I heard a familiar voice say "I just thought you were…"

Whoever was talking, I completely ignored and focused on Shane, it was hard to hear what he was saying from all the whispers from the crowd that was starting to gather.

"Could you repeat that?" I asked Shane.

"Picking up Caitlin to go to the recording studio," Shane said as she hopped into the front seat. "And…" the rest I couldn't hear because he mumbled it.

"Huh?" I was beginning to grow impatient with the noise surrounding us.

"In short, we're kidnapping you."

"Wait what?" I couldn't even really process what was going on, but before I knew it Shane and Nate had pulled me into the car.

When I finally figured out what was going on, I sat in the back seat pouting in between Nate and Shane. They put me in the middle so I wouldn't be tempted to jump out of the car and run away. I saw the city on the horizon, after 20 minutes of my pouting.

"Are you guys that desperate to get me to do this" I said breaking the silence.

"Yes!" They all said in unison.

"I just don't think you should pass this opportunity up," Shane whispered in my ear "like I said take a chance."

"I just don't want people thinking that I'm getting this chance because of who my boyfriend is."

"Mitchie you would have gotten this chance without me," He reassured me "anyways no one knows we're dating so how would they know that were the reasons for this happening."

"I know that you're dating" Jason said, looking back at us.

"Eyes on the road," Nate said "I really don't see why we let him drive." Shane nodded in agreement.

"Maybe recording a song won't kill me after all." I finally said after some intense thinking.

"I knew she would cave," Caitlin said "And she caved before we got there which means I win, pay up."

"You guys made a bet." I said.



"Well just Shane and I," Caitlin explained "He said you would agree to it before school ended, I said you would agree to it after we kidnapped you."

We pulled up in front of a building that read Lightning Records across the front. We stepped out and filed into the building, I was gripping Shane's hand I guess you could say that I'm nervous. We stepped into the elevator, we came to a stop and the doors opened.

"Guys this is Jared, our manager." Nate introduced us to the tall man, with spiky brown hair. He looked up and smiled at us, showing us his emerald eyes.

"So you must be Caitlin," He said shaking her hand "And you must be Mitchie, recognize you from the brief appearance on HotTunes."

"So you saw that too." I said sheepishly. He laughed.

"So you guys convinced her to come."

"Only after we kidnapped her" Shane said.

"Shall we start with This is Me before she changes her mind then." Jared suggested, while directing us toward the booth.

"Wait do you even have the music yet?" I asked maybe I could put this off till tomorrow.

"I've got it covered," Caitlin said "I've talked to Jared on the phone I'm helping with the music and everything." She had a proud grin across her face.

I smiled back at her hoping to hide my disappointment from not beginning to escape this.

"You'll be fine." Shane said trying to encourage me.

I smiled and him and rolled my eyes when he wasn't looking. I would be fine …sure. I was just about to sing a song that I hadn't sung since Final Jam, and I've only sung it once with Shane. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Well there was no turning back now.

Author's Note: DUN DUN DUNNN what will happen next? Anyone have some guesses, maybe you guess will be better than what I have in store for the next chapter. Okay I did write in the car on the way back, but I didn't like it so I've spent a lot of my time today trying to make it more special, and then my beta took for like ever to review my story, but I gave this chapter my all, I will try to update soon, but I screwed up my shoulder and it killed to like even have it resting and not moving. Okay I want a least want to reach 45 reviews before I post again. Its only 9 reviews, I think that's pretty manageable, also any suggestions?

-the storm