Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock.
Mitchie felt herself being led down to the dock, her hands being held behind her back by Luke. She began to panic as she felt her feet hit the wood. She was stopped and turned around. "We're going to put you in the canoe now," Luke whispered. She heard the water ripple and she guessed someone had stepped into it. The next thing she knew, someone had lowered her into the boat and she then felt the wooden bench of the canoe. She attempted to shake the bag off her head but failed. She sat still as she felt two other people enter the canoe. She felt movement and heard the ripples of water as she assumed that they were rowing. Fifteen minutes later, she felt the canoe beach itself on the shore. She was roughly pulled to her feet and marched along.
She heard the crunch of gravel and heard several ruckuses coming from different directions. She heard a door squeak on its hinges and she was pushed through a door way and knocked to the ground. As she heard the door close and lock behind her, she quickly took off the bag. She looked around and saw that she was caged in a dog run. The cage had a chain link pattern to keep her contained, with slots small enough so she couldn't stick her fingers through and unlatch it. She turned and saw Tess standing between Dana and Luke. She pulled the gag out of her mouth. "Tess, why would you do this?" She asked. Tess smirked at her. "You're our competition's leader. If Camp Star wants to stay open then we need to take you out," Tess said.
Luke leaned against the cage door. "Did you know that this camp ground used to be a dog training facility? They had dog runs in every cabin but I kept mine incase I missed my Shepard but I've found a … better use for it," he said as he looked at Mitchie. Mitchie glared. "So you're just going to keep me here forever?" Mitchie asked. "No. Just until after we beat Camp Rock. You'll be hated for bailing on them and nobody will believe you," Tess said. Dana was quiet, looking at Mitchie with a bit of pity. "Now, we have to leave, but feel free to make yourself comfortable. We'll bring you breakfast in the morning," Luke said. "Wait! Isn't this your cabin?" Mitchie asked Luke. "Nope. This is storage. People would come to check my cabin. Besides, my Shepard whines if I'm in the same room with her and not cuddling with her. She's an attention hog," Luke said. With that they left Mitchie in her prison.
Mitchie watched as the door closed behind them. She heard the click of a lock and knew that they had a lock from the outside. Mitchie decided to take a closer look at her prison. The dog run had an enclosed section that had a dog door for an entrance. Mitchie looked around to make sure no one was watching before she got down on her hands and knees and crawled through the opening. Once she was inside she stood. There was a small cot in the room. On top of it lie a pillow and blanket. There was also a soft rug beneath her feet in this part of the room. They had obviously prepared for her arrival. She shivered, not having realized how cold it was in the cabin. She grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around herself as she did another quick once over.
Getting down on her knees, she peered out the doggy door once more. No one in sight… perfect. She would have to cave in and sleep on something so why not the more comfortable option. She got up off her knees and sat on the edge of the bed. She looked for another clothing option but didn't find one. "Guess I have to sleep in this…" she thought to herself as she pulled her knees up onto the bed. She grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her small form. She then laid her head against the pillow and shut her eyes. She was scared. She didn't know when she would be able to see her mom again. She let an uneasy sleep overcome her as her tiredness took over her mind.
-Camp Rock-
Shane sat on his bed strumming his guitar. He was so upset with Mitchie. He couldn't believe that she could be so hard headed. It was… too similar to him. One thing was for sure; he would stand his ground and wouldn't back down until he won this battle. If only he knew what her current situation was…
Author's Note:
Sorry it took so long to get out. I'll post a photo of where Mitchie is being held captive… the cage I mean. Please review!