Camp Rock

Chapter 12

My own version of Camp Rock told in Shane's point of view

Mitchie moved into her mum's cabin. I told Jason and Nate about the trashcan thing. We are planning on doing it tomorrow – tonight we sleep and think of more ideas.

I hopped into my bed wearing red pajama bottoms and a black t-shirt. Jason and Nate hopped in their sleeping bags on the floor. I turned off the lights. "'Night," I said and pulled my blanket closer to me, closing my eyes. I thought of some more ideas as I drifted off to sleep.

X X X

The next morning, I felt the sun coming through the window. I groaned and flipped myself over. Only someone else was next to me. I opened my eyes and saw Jason right next to me. I screamed as loud as I could and he screamed too.

Suddenly, I realized where we were. I was in the same sleeping bag as Jason. On the floor. I slept on the floor? And since when did I sleep in the same sleeping bag as other guys?

Tess was standing in the doorway. "Wow Shane, I didn't know you were gay!"

I turned around to face her. "You little bitch!"

She smirked and walked away shouting, "Hey everyone! Shane and Jason are gay! They slept together!"

I heard some people laugh and chatter outside. I quickly hopped out of the sleeping bag. Jason looked at me. "Did you date rape me? Cause I don't remember having sex,"

"No! I'm not gay!" I defended and went over to the table of ass kicking. I wrote down some other ideas I thought of in my sleep.

Nate mumbled something. "What time is it? What's with all the screaming?" he slurred.

Jason turned to him. "Shane date raped me,"

"I did not!" I yelled. "Tess put us in the same sleeping bag,"

"Umm… I'm confused…" Nate said, getting out of his sleeping bag.

I rolled my eyes. "Jason – we did not have sex. I did not rape you."

"Oh ok," he said. Idiot.

Mitchie came into our cabin. "What's with all the screaming? And why is everyone saying you and Jason are gay?"

I rolled my eyes. "Tess put us in the same sleeping bag,"

She scoffed. "Bitch!"

"I know!"

Mitchie sat down at the table with me. "Planning anything new?"

I nodded. "We have to do the trashcan thing today. I was thinking during rest hour when everyone's in their cabin,"

"Yeah. I'll come and 'visit' you during that time and then we can do it," she said.

I smiled. Revenge is sweet. "Ok, let's go eat breakfast,"

Right before we could leave, Uncle Brown came into my cabin. "Who had sex?" he asked.

I rolled my eyes. "No one,"

"That's not what everyone is saying," he said, walking into the cabin. "I hope you used a condom. We don't want Mitchie here to leave here all knocked up. That would be bad for the camp… not to mention illegal,"

Mitchie scrunched up her face. "Ew. Like I'd ever do Shane,"

I rolled my eyes. "You'd pay to do me, don't deny it,"

"Would not!"

"Would to!"

"Would not!"

"Would to!"

Uncle Brown stepped in between us. "Did you guys have sex? Yes or no?"

"No!" we both exclaimed at the same time.

He folded his arms. "Then who did?"

Before I could say 'no one' Jason spoke up. "Shane and I,"

"WHAT?!" Uncle Brown yelled.

Jason shrugged. "He date raped me,"

I exploded. "I DID NOT!!" I turned to my uncle. "No one had sex. Tess told everyone we did and she put us in the same sleeping bag,"

Uncle Brown stared at us and then started laughing. "You guys better get that rumor under control…" he muttered and left our cabin.

I nodded. We do. Or… we could get back at Tess… Or we could get the rumor under control AND get back at Tess. That will work. "Let's go eat breakfast,"

We all left the cabin (even though we were wearing our pajamas – I'm lazy, remember?) and went into the dining hall. We all got our food and then sat down at our usual table.

"So during rest hour, we go do 'Operation White Trash.'" I told everyone.

"Why 'Operation White Trash'?" Jason asked. "I don't get it!"

I rolled my eyes. "Because Tess is white trash and we're going to pour trash into her cabin, remember?"

Jason nodded. "I get it now,"

We ate our food and thought of more thing we could do for revenge. Mitchie thought of putting blue Jello mix in her bed while she's sleeping and turn off the air conditioning so that she sweats and turns blue. I thought it was absolutely brilliant! We are so doing that tonight!

Because this whole week is free week, we are basically doing anything we want for seven whole days! This means planning, planning, planning. Mitchie thought of some really good ideas – I'm surprised she could think of such evil things! – like pushing her into the lake while she's asleep. Talk about brilliant!

After lunch, it was rest hour, so everyone was forced to stay in their cabins. We, of course, did the opposite. I got a trashcan from the dining hall and we filled it up about three-fourths way with water.

Jason helped me carry it over to Tess's door. We leaned the trashcan up against her door so that it would fall if the door opened and then knocked on her door. We ran as fast as we could back to our cabin and looked out my window.

Tess opened the door and the trash can fell over, pouring into her cabin. She screamed. Mitchie, Jason, Nate, and I laughed. I literally rolled on the floor from laughing so hard.

"I'm gonna pee my pants!" Jason exclaimed and ran into the bathroom.

Mitchie was rolling on the floor with me and Nate was pounding his fist on the table.

Then, the bitch herself stormed into our cabin, her legs soaking wet. "ASSHOLES!" she screamed. "YOU BETTER CLEAN UP MY CABIN RIGHT NOW!"

I stopped laughing and faced her. "What are you talking about? We didn't do anything,"

"Yes you did! You poured trash in my cabin!" she yelled.

Nate gave her a confused look. "I don't know what you're talking about. We were just sitting here talking about our European tour,"

Tess scoffed and went out the door, slamming it.

I looked at my friends and laughed. I stood up. "You guys think of more ideas – I'm gonna go do what you're supposed to do during rest hour and take a nap," I announced and hopped on my bed.

"You know there's a hammock outside by the lake, right?" Mitchie asked.

That sounds fun. "Cool. Thanks for telling me," I said and grabbed a pillow. I left the cabin and went down to the lake. I hopped on the hammock and took a nap.

X X X

I heard laughter. I felt… duct tape? On me? I opened my eyes and was staring at the ground. Suddenly, I realized that I was duct taped to the hammock and I was put upside down! I screamed and tried to move my arms. They were pretty much immobile and attached to the hammock. I tried to move my legs put they were taped down.

Tess was talking. "Promise to clean up my cabin and I'll let you down,"

I scoffed. "No way. Let me down or I'll kill you,"

She let out a huff of laughter and then started rocking the hammock. "What? What are you doing?" I asked.

I started swinging back and forth. The swinging got violent and I got really scared – I'm not the type to go on roller coasters. I screamed. "HELP! HELP! JASON! NATE!"

Finally, my band members came to my rescue. I heard arguing. Tess stopped swinging the hammock and someone started cutting the duct tape off of me. I gained use of my legs and then I fell onto the ground. I got up.

Uncle Brown was laughing – he's a great guy – and Mitchie was screaming at Tess. I brushed the dirt off of me and walked over to Tess. "Ha, ha. Funny. I didn't think you had it in you to think of something that smart; you always struck me as the blonde bimbo type,"

"Call me a blonde bimbo again and I'll push you in the lake," she threatened.

"If you push me in the lake, then I'll get my cast wet and that won't be good for either of us," I replied.

She scoffed. I picked her up and put her over my shoulder. "What? Stop! Put me down! Shane Gray do you hear me!? Put me down!" she screamed as I walked closer to the lake. I got on the dock and went as far out as I could to the lake. Tess was screaming and hitting me, trying to kick me in the balls.

I threw her and she screamed. She grabbed onto me, sending me flying too. We both tumbled into the lake and I gasped for air as I surfaced. "Tess! I can't get my cast wet!"

"I can't get my shoes wet!" she replied.

I scoffed and swam back to the camp. Tess followed me. I got back on the ground and went over to Uncle Brown. "Brownie we have a problem. Last time I checked, you're not supposed to get casts wet,"

Uncle Brown sighed and turned to Tess. "TESS TYLER!" He boomed.

Tess bit her lip and approached my uncle. "Yes?" she asked in a wimpy voice.

"You're in big trouble young lady…" he muttered and grabbed her hand. "Shane, I'll have to take you to the hospital and get you a new cast," he turned to Tess. "As for you… kitchen duty. You will be helping out there until you learn your lesson,"

Tess's jaw dropped. "But he poured trash into my cabin!"

"That's what that smell was?" Uncle Brown asked. "You better clean that up, too. You don't want raccoons!"

Tess scoffed and went to the dining hall.

I turned to Uncle Brown. "Way to punish the bitch, Brownie!"

He shrugged. "Well she is a bitch. Now come on," Uncle Brown led me to my cabin. "Get a towel; I don't want my car wet," he said.

I went into my cabin and grabbed a towel from my bathroom. I came out of the cabin and saw Mitchie, Jason, and Nate. "You guys coming with?" I asked.

They nodded. We all got into Uncle Brown's car and Brownie drove to the hospital. I got a new cast and we made it back to the camp around dinnertime. Awesome. Time for some serious revenge.