DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters. I do not own Hannah Montana or Camp Rock.
Mitchie laid in her bunk unable to sleep, her eyes wide open. She thought back to the small encounter she had with her new tour mate, Mikayla. She'd heard many stories about how Mikayla acted and how she treated others, so why was she surprised that the girl acted no different with her?
The bus came to a sudden stop and Mitchie heard the door open. She assumed they had arrived at the venue. Suddenly she felt her bunk being kicked from below. "Get up little rock star, we're here." She heard Mikayla say.
Mitchie fixed her hair before jumping off from the top bunk. She looked at the bottom bunk and noticed Mikayla was sitting back on her Ipad. "Thanks for waking me up." Mitchie said even though she had been awake thinking for almost an hour.
"Yeah, yeah." Mikayla said as she maintained her focus on her Ipad.
"What are you doing?" Mitchie asked as she tried to look.
"What's it to you?" the other girl snarled.
"Sorry for trying to start up a conversation." Mitchie rolled her eyes. "You know if we're going to be sharing this bus the least you can do is be nice to me."
"Or I can ignore you and we can both live happy, right?"
Mitchie shrugged and turned away. "When you feel like being nice, come find me." She said as she walked away.
"Knock Knock!" Brent said as he entered the bus. "You girls decent?" he asked waiting for an answer.
"Yeah!" both girls said as they appeared in the front of the bus.
"I just wanted to let you guys know that we've finally arrived in Orlando and you can start heading into the dressing room." He informed them. "I hope you don't mind but the two of you will be sharing one as well."
"What!" Mikayla said as she caught Brent's last words. "I have to share a dressing room with her too?"
"Sorry Mikayla, it's how it is." Brent said as he rolled his eyes. He knew the news was going to make the young girl angry.
"Fuck that!" she said as she stormed to the back of the bus.
"Sorry about that." Mitchie apologized for the other girl's behavior. She wasn't sure why she was apologizing for her but she did it anyway. "I'll talk to her."
"Okay. If you need anything let me know, I'll be inside the venue." Brent said before leaving the bus.
Mitchie walked to the back of the bus and spotted Mikayla seated on the couch, her arms crossed in front of her. "What do you want?" she asked as she saw Mitchie walk in.
"Why are you being so mean to Mikayla?" the brunette girl asked as she looked down at the ground. "I'm actually trying to be nice to you and you're treating me like a pile of trash!"
"Oh don't take it to heart little rock star." Mikayla laughed. "I'm a bitch to everyone."
"Well you're being exceptionally rude to me. I'm just trying to be friendly here."
" You're such a baby, damn." Mikayla laughed again.
"Rude." Mitchie mumbled and rolled her eyes.
"Come again?"
"Nothing… Are you going to sit here and complain all day or are you going to go into the dressing room?"
"How about you go into the dressing room and pretty yourself up and I'll do whatever the hell I feel like doing. Sound like a plan?"
"Whatever." Mitchie said as she flipped her hand and gathered her things from her bunk. "I'm in the dressing room if you feel like apologizing."
"What the heck do I need to apologize for?" Mikayla said as she stood up and followed Mitchie who was now making her way to the front of the bus.
"I don't know… maybe apologize for the way you're treating me!" Mitchie said as she stopped in her tracks and turned around. Mikayla walked up closer to her and placed her hands on the other girl's shoulders.
"Sorry princess." Mikayla said in a high-pitched voice. "Didn't mean to burst your bubble."
"Let go of me." Mitchie said as she shifted under Mikayla's hands. When she was able to free herself she turned around and exited the bus. The walk to the dressing room felt like an eternity as Mitchie thought about having to share yet another place with the girl who seemed to hate her. She knew Mikayla would take some getting used to but she'd rather skip all the hate and get to the part where the girl no longer tortured her.
Mitchie walked into the dressing room and threw her things onto a small couch. She looked around and spotted two racks of outfits, one for her and one for Mikayla. She grabbed a sparkly red dress from her rack along with a black leather jacket and placed them on a chair. She looked in the mirror and a frown appeared. Mitchie had been struggling with self-image issues since she was a young girl. Looking at herself in the mirror often made her feel weak. "You're beautiful. Remember that, you're beautiful." She said to her reflection in the mirror.
"Mitchie, can I borrow you for sound check?" a small guy asked as he peaked his head into the dressing room.
"Yeah, sure." Mitchie said as she looked over at the door. She followed the man to the stage where she began to sound check a few of her songs.
While Mitchie soundchecked, Mikayla was still sitting in the back of the bus, thinking. She felt horrible about the way she'd been treating Mitchie. The poor girl had recently gotten out of rehab and Mikayla was using her own problems on her. It was a selfish move and the young pop star knew it. She contemplated apologizing to her like she had suggested but she just couldn't get the guts to do something like that. Mikayla was never the type of person to show her emotions.
"I seriously need help." Mikayla thought as she stood up from the couch and walked to her bed. She pulled out her bottle from underneath her pillow and debated taking a drink. After a minute of staring at it, she decided against the drink and placed it back in its spot. She grabbed her Ipad and sunglasses before walking out of the bus.
"Mikayla!" a few fans who were gathered around a barricade near the bus began to scream. "Mikayla, hi!" they continued.
Mikayla rolled her eyes behind the sunglasses and walked over to the small crowd. "Hey guys." She said with a fake smile.
"I can't believe you actually came over!" one of the girls said.
Mikayla gave the girl a smile and then positioned herself for a picture. This was the usual routine for her when she met fans… she'd smile and they take the picture.
"Is Mitchie still in there?" another girl asked as she pointed to the bus.
"She's in sound check right now, I think." Mikayla answered. "I'm sure she'll make her way out here eventually."
"Thank you so much!" the girls said as Mikayla backed up and entered the venue.
She walked into her dressing room and sat her ipad down on the table. She noticed Mitchie had left her outfit on the chair so she picked it up and looked at it. "She'll look hot." Mikayla whispered under her breath.
After admiring Mitchie's outfit, she walked over to her rack and picked out her own, a light blue blouse with ripped jeans. Mikayla began to undress into her bra and underwear when suddenly she heard the door open.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" Mitchie said as she noticed the half naked girl standing in front of her. She quickly closed the door behind her and placed her hand on her eyes.
"You don't have to cover your eyes." Mikayla informed her. "I know I'm hot."
"Uh." Mitchie said unsure of what to really say. She removed her hand from her eyes and looked at the other girl. She was right, she was hot. Wait? Did Mitchie just think that another girl was hot? Yes, she did.
"Like what you see?" Mikayla asked as she noticed Mitchie was staring at her as she dressed.
"Huh?" Mitchie asked trying to look somewhere else.
"I caught you staring. Don't try and hide it."
"Brent says you need to get to soundcheck." Mitchie said trying to change the subject.
"Tell him he can wait. I'm getting dressed."
"The guys need to soundcheck too Mikayla! You can get dressed afterwards."
"Okay smartass, let me just walk out to soundcheck in my underwear."
"I meant put on something else and then change." Mitchie said as she put her hands up.
"I know what you meant… I was just being sarcastic." Mikayla said trying to sound nicer.
Mikayla dressed back up in her original clothes and left the dressing room. She walked over to her soundcheck where a few fans who had won a contest were gathered. She sang a few songs for them and then answered a few of their questions before heading back to the dressing room. When she walked in, she found Mitchie warming up her voice in her red dress.
"Well damn, you clean up nice." Mikayla said as froze in front of the door. Did she really say that out loud?
"Um, thanks?" Mitchie said.
"Take the compliment, Mitchie." Mikayla said as she walked to the couch and sat down.
"Thank you." Mitchie said with a smile. "Can I ask you something and you answer honestly?"
"Depends." Mikayla shrugged.
"Are you going to be drinking again tonight?" Mitchie asked slowly.
"What? Does it bother you?" Mikayla asked as she sat up.
"Yes, it kind of does."
"Then yes, I'll be drinking tonight." Mikayla said but then she noticed Mitchie's gaze go down to her feet. "I'm teasing Mitchie. If it bother's you THAT much I won't drink tonight." Mikayla wasn't sure if she would be able to hold off from drinking but the look on the other girl's face made her want to.
"Thank you." Mitchie said.
"Why does it bother you so much? It's not like I'm forcing you to drink."
A knock on the door interrupted the conversation before Mitchie could answer. "Mitchie, you're on in five. Let's go!" the same man from earlier said as he poked his head back in.
"Rain check?" Mitchie asked.
"Yeah, sure." Mikayla shrugged.
…
"Great show girls!" Brent said as he followed Mitchie and Mikayla onto their bus. "Did everything go okay in the room?"
"Yeah. Everything went surprisingly well." Mitchie smiled.
"Yeah, what she said." Mikayla added.
"Alright, you two get a good night's rest. Our next stop is Miami and the bus won't be leaving for a while. Niall should be back in a few hours to take y'all." Brent said. "Again, awesome show!"
The girls thanked their tour coordinator as he exited the bus. "Does he have to come in here all the time?" Mikayla complained as she walked to her bunk.
"He's just making sure we're okay." Mitchie answered her.
"This is the part where I usually lay in my bunk and drink." Mikayla informed the other girl.
"You said you wouldn't…"
"I'm not going to." Mikayla promised as she sat down on the couch. Mitchie followed and sat on the other edge. "So… about what I asked earlier…"
"What about your rule?" Mitchie smiled. "The whole you stay out of my business if I stay out of yours."
"Fine then." Mikayla rolled her eyes as she threw her head back.
"If I tell you something about myself you have to tell me something about yourself." Mitchie suggested.
"Okay." Mikayla shrugged.
"I stopped drinking after rehab and watching you drink makes me kind of jelous." Mitchie said as she answered the girl's question from earlier. "I used to drink a lot before I went to treatment. I used to do a lot of things actually."
"Why did you stop though?" Mikayla asked.
"Because I don't need that anymore, I don't need it to feel happy. I have my music and my family and that should be enough."
"I don't have a family…" Mikayla admitted. The second she said it she completely regretted it. She didn't want to pour everything out to the girl but now she'd have to. She'd never spoken up about her problems before.
"Everyone has a family, Mikayla." Mitchie said.
"There's no truth in that statement. I don't have a family. It's just me." Mikayla said as she looked away.
"Wait, you're serious?" Mitchie asked as she sat up and crossed her legs.
"My dad left my mom when I was barely a baby and she found a better man when I was twelve. They fucked me up so bad, Mitchie. They'd blame me for everything the other one did. I was constantly getting yelled at. I loved my mom but I hated that man. When I turned sixteen I busted out of there and moved to LA. I haven't spoken to them ever since." Mikayla admitted. She looked at Mitchie who held an apologetic expression on her face.
"I'm so sorry." Mitchie said truthfully.
"Don't be. I don't care about them anymore." Mikayla rolled her eyes. "I got out and now I'm doing something I love."
"Is that why you drink?" Mitchie asked her.
"I don't know if you noticed but I don't really have friends. No one really cares about me." Mikayla shrugged. "Drinking is the only way I feel whole."
"I'm trying to be your friend, you know." Mitchie said.
"I know." Mikayla admitted.
"Then why do you push me away like you do? Why do you keep treating me so rudely?"
"Because… I don't like getting close to people." Mikayla said. "People always leave and I always get my heart broken. I'm better off alone."
"No you aren't. People always leave because you probably don't even give them the time to stay. You don't open up to let them see that deep down inside you're not the bitchy girl you appear to be or the girl you make yourself to be. I can see past all that, you know."
"Oh really?" Mikayla questioned. "So what I live a double life?"
"No. I'm just saying if you give people the time to open up to you, you'll find that people will want to be there for you. Look, Mik, I have my own issues… I have a lot of issues, but I'm not going to let that stop me from opening up to you. I really want us to be friends." Mitchie admitted.
"Did you just call me Mik?" Mikayla asked.
"Yeah…" Mitchie hadn't realized she'd given the girl a nickname.
"No one's ever called me that before." Mikayla admitted. "People call me mickey and I think that's just stupid!"
"So can we be friends?" Mitchie asked.
"I'd like that." Mikayla said with a genuine smile.
"Can I like hug you?" Mitchie asked with a laugh.
"I don't do the whole touchy touchy." Mikayla admitted. "But hell, we're friends now right?" she said as she opened up her arms. Mitchie leaned and brought her arms around Mikayla. The two held onto each other for a few seconds than pulled back.
Mitchie smiled and got up to go to her bunk. "I'm actually really tired." She said with a yawn. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight." Mikayla said as Mitchie made her way out. "Oh… hey Mitchie?"
"Yeah?" Mitchie answered as she turned around.
"I-I'm sorry." Mikayla said as she looked down at her hands.
"For what?"
"For how I treated you the past two days." Mikayla had apologized to someone for the first time and actually meant it. She flashed her a smile as she looked to see what Mitchie would say.
Mitchie's mouth formed into a smile. "I forgive you." She said and then headed towards her bunk. She laid out and closed the curtain so Mikayla wouldn't notice her huge smile. Mitchie Torres had quite possibly cracked Mikayla.
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