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Camp Rock
Chapter 8
My own version of Camp Rock told in Shane's point of view
I woke up the next day and looked at my alarm clock. It was eleven… what? Since when did my uncle let me sleep in? I looked around. Something's not right here… Maybe it's because I'm outside! Why am I sleeping outside? Who put me here? I looked around and saw a bunch of girls giggling, pointing to me. I gasped when I looked down and saw that my teddy bear was lying next to me. I screamed and pulled the covers over my head.
My uncle was talking to me. "Sorry about this, Shane, but it was all too good to pass up the opportunity!"
I kept quiet underneath the blanket, not wanting to be seen by anyone. "Go away!" I called out.
He pulled the covers off of me. "I suggest you put on some different clothes…"
I looked down and saw that I was wearing some silky, pink pajamas with kittens on them. "Who did this to me?" I screamed.
Uncle Brown smirked.
"How could you, Brownie?!" I yelled.
He shrugged. "I just helped. You can blame Tess for this master plan," He pointed to Tess, who was leaning up against a tree. She smirked and waved at me.
My jaw dropped. That little bitch! Now not only do I have a broken arm, I just publicly humiliated myself all thanks to her. "This war has just begun, Tess! You wait and see!"
I jumped out of the bed, not caring that I was totally exposed in these small kitteny pajamas. I ran over to Tess and gave her a hard stare. "First, you accuse me of assault, when in reality, I just pushed you. Then, you get me in trouble with my uncle. After that, you break my arm! Now this? There's a place for people like you… and it's called Hell… and a mud puddle!"
She smirked. "A mud puddle?"
I nodded and grabbed her, pushing her over into the mud puddle that was by the tree. She made a huge splash, getting everyone around her, covered in mud. She screamed and wiped mud off of her. "Shane! I hate you!"
"You get what you deserve!" I yelled and stormed into my cabin, changing into normal clothes.
X X X
It was now noon. I changed into different clothes – anything other than pink kittens – and went off to the dining hall. Everyone was already lined up to get food. We were having spaghetti. I grabbed a plate and then sat down next to Mitchie.
"Oh my God, I saw what Tess did to you," Mitchie said and I sat down.
I nodded. "What a bitch."
"I know!" she gushed and ate her spaghetti.
Suddenly, Tess approached us.
"Speak of the devil…" I muttered, loud enough so that only Mitchie could hear.
Tess walked over to me, tipping her plate of spaghetti all over me. It got in my hair. "Whoops!" she let out a huff of laugher with a smirk played across her ugly face.
Oh that is it! I stood up and slammed my fist down on the table, loud enough to get everyone quiet. "TESS, YOU LITTLE FUCKER!" I screamed. Everyone was silent.
Tess shrugged. "Accidents happen."
I nodded. "You're right; they do," I took my hand and slapped her across the face. She fell to the ground, screaming and holding her cheek. "Whoops!" I mocked her. "Accidents happen,"
She scoffed and her little group helped her up. Ella and Peggy looked at me, with slight smiles on their faces, as if to say thanks for punching out their leader. I smiled at them. Tess grabbed Ella's plate of spaghetti and chucked some at me. It hit me at got all over my clothes. I smiled. "Thank you for doing that… now I can do this," I grabbed my plate of spaghetti (which had sauce on it) and threw all of it on Tess. She screamed and got some of the noodles out of her hair. "You're such a wet noodle, Tess!"
Tess grabbed some of the spaghetti and threw it back at me, but I dodged it and it flew across the room, only to hit Uncle Brown in the back of the head. He turned around and faced us. I pointed to Tess. "She threw it, Uncle Brownie!"
My uncle walked over to us. "Is this true, Miss Tyler?"
She stuttered. "Yes… but… but…"
"There will be no buts, young lady! It's ok if you hurt Shane," I scoffed when he said that, "but if I get covered in spaghetti, there will be severe punishments. Now follow me," he said and grabbed Tess's arm.
Tess tried to speak out in protest, but just scoffed.
I laughed. "I wish I had a douche bag to throw at you, Tess!" I called out after her.
She looked back at me and have me a hard glare.
I stuck out my tongue. "Ha ha!"
When she was out of sight, Ella and Peggy ran up to me, hugging me. "Thank you!" they squealed.
I pushed them away. "Don't touch me," I walked away from the scene of the crime and grabbed my guitar from my cabin, going down to the lake.