AN: Sorry it took me so long to update. Enjoy.
Mitchie POV
It has been two days since I told Shane my story, and Shane told Nate. Shane promised he told Nate down by the docks, in the absence of his third bandmate. Today is Beach Jam. I can't wait for Shane and his bandmates to play their new song for the camp. I will finally be able to hear Shane sing with his band. He still has to wait for Final Jam. My second song has really come true, thanks to him. My first song has always been true. I finally remembered to ask Brown about singing two songs. He told me I could sing one for the competition and the second song was for while Connect 3 was judging.
Now I am sitting in front of the Beach Jam stage, waiting for Shane to come out. Brown walks on the stage to announce the next performer.
"And last but definitely not least, my nephew, Shane Gray!" There was a lot of screaming as Shane took the mic from his uncle.
"Well if that's the entrance I get let's see what you can do for my bandmates! Come on out guys!" As Nate and Jason ran on stage there was even more screaming. I leaned over to Caitlyn, Lola, Andy, Barron, and Sander and whispered to them.
"Je pense que je vais être sourd avant que je puisse jamais entendre Shane chanter!" We all laughed.
"I want to be able to hear Nate play!" Caitlyn exclaimed.
"Have a little crush do we?" Lola teased.
"No, he's my friend. He is so funny! It's also really easy to talk to him." She explained, but I could see her blushing.
"Euh-huh, des détails plus tard." I demanded.
"I got my own man, I don't need one of them." Lola said smiling at Barron.
"Toi aussi, mon ami. Détails." I told her.
"And we want details about you and Shane. Don't think you are getting out of this." Caitlyn informed me.
"Alright, we are going to play something new for you guys. Let us know what you think." Shane interrupted us from the stage. We settled in to listen as they started to play.
Shane POV
I lost myself in the music as it started, but still stared at Mitchie while singing, because once again she was the one who inspired me to write the music I love again.
"Music,
Turn on that radio
As loud as it can go
Wanna dance until my feet can't feel the ground
Say goodbye to all my fears
One good song and they disappear
And nothing in the world can bring me down
Hand clapping, hip shaking, heart breaking
There's no faking
What you feel
When you're right at home, yeah
Music's in my soul
I can hear it
Every day and every night
It's the one thing on my mind
Music's got control
And I'm never letting go, no, no
I just want to play my music, woo
Got my six string on my back
Don't need anything but that
Everything I want is here with me now
So forget that fancy car
I don't need to go that far
What's driving me is following my dreams, yeah
Hand clapping, hip shaking, heart breaking
There's no faking
What you feel
When you're on a roll, yeah
Music's in my soul
I can hear it
Every day and every night
It's the one thing on my mind
Music's got control
And I'm never letting go, no, no
I just want to play my music
I just want to play my music
Can't imagine what it'd be like
Without the sounds of all my heroes
Singing all my favorite songs
So I can sing along
Music's in my soul
I can hear it
Every day and every night
It's the one thing on my mind
Music's got control
And I'm never letting go, no, no
I just want to play my music
Music's in my soul
I can hear it
Every day and every night
It's the one thing on my mind
Music's got control
And I'm never letting go, no, no
I just want to play my music
All night long"
We finished playing and took our bows. From the screaming crowd I could tell they liked it. Maybe our label will let us play that. Jason practically ran back to the cabin after we left the stage. Something is seriously wrong with him, I will have to talk to him later. I looked at Nate and he nodded indicating he had the same idea. We put our instruments away and went to go talk to Mitchie and the rest of our new friends, who were our friends for us and not our fame. As we are approaching Mitchie, Caitlyn, Lola, Andy, Barron, and Sandor a voice stops us in our tracks.
"Hey, Mitchie. Tell us about your mom again." Uh-oh, this wasn't going to end well. I glanced at Nate and he had the same horrified expression I probably had on my face. Why does Tess Tyler always have to ruin everything?
"Her mom is a great person. What's your mom like?" Bless Caitlyn's heart for trying to stand up for Mitchie.
"Um, she's like a mom?" That was Peggy, not knowing what the heck Caitlyn was trying to do.
"I mean I know she's the president of Hot Tunes TV China, but tell me again about how important she is."
"Elle…"
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Elle est plutôt cool."
"And…"
"Et elle n'est pas la Présidente de Hot Tunes TV China."
"What's that? She's not president? You mean you lied to everybody?"
"Oui, mais…"
"So she'd what, vice president? Treasurer?"
"Tess." At this point Caitlyn cut in trying to stop Tess.
"Shut up. Go on. Tell us." I wish there was something I could do but I would probably make it worse. I wonder what Mitchie is going to say.
Mitchie POV
At this point Tess had done it. I don't care anymore. I know Caitlyn, Lola, Barron, Sander, Andy, Nate, and Shane will be there for me no matter what happens after this.
"Tu sais ce que Tess? Je ne peux pas vous dire ce qu'elle fait, et Pendant que nous y sommes, mon père ne travaille pas non plus dans un magasin de quincaillerie. Je ne sais pas ce qu'il fait aussi, mais je peux vous dire ce qu'ils ont fait il y a onze ans. Ils m'ont vendue. À un autre couple qui ne me traite pas comme leur enfant, mais comme leur esclave, et j'ai les marques pour le prouver. Je n'ai pas seulement des marques, mais je dois attendre qu'ils me disent quand je peux dormir, quand je peux manger, ce que je peux manger. Je dors dans un placard qui n'est pas assez grand pour qu'un chat s'étire. Non seulement cela, mais quand j'ai été pris, j'ai été littéralement arraché des bras de mon frère. Mon frère, mon meilleur ami. Je ne l'ai pas revu depuis. Alors oui, j'ai menti, mais j'avais une bonne raison. Était-ce que je devais dire aux gens, "Oh oui, mes parents m'ont vendu quand j'étais pauvre à un couple qui me bat, me regarde, et me traite comme un esclave? " je ne sais pas pour vous, mais ce n'est pas ce que je veux que les peuples première impression de moi d'être." I turned and ran off towards the lake with tears streaming down my face, leaving a shocked crowd behind me.
Jason POV
As I sat in my cabin thinking about my sister, I heard yelling. I couldn't understand what they were saying, but when it ended I saw a girl running towards the lake. I saw Shane and Nate running after her. I sighed, and grabbed the key, that held on the chain around my neck. Mitchie wouldn't want me to be sulking like this, she would want me to be spending time with my bandmates, having fun, get a girlfriend. I made a vow, starting tomorrow that I would stop sulking and have fun with my bandmates.
AN: Translation
Je pense que je vais être sourd avant que je puisse jamais entendre Shane chanter! - I think I'm going to be deaf before I can ever hear Shane sing!
Euh-huh, des détails plus tard - Uh-huh, details later
Toi aussi, mon ami. Détails - You too, my friend. Details
Elle est plutôt cool. - She's pretty cool.
Et elle n'est pas la Présidente de Hot Tunes TV China - And she's not the President of Hot Tunes TV China
Oui, mais - Yes, but
The big paragraph - You know what Tess? I can't tell you what she's doing, and while we're at it, my dad doesn't work in a hardware store either. I do not know what he is doing, but I can tell you what they did 11 years ago. They sold me. To another couple who does not treat me as their child, but as their slave, and I have the marks to prove it. I don't just have brands, but I have to wait for them to tell me when I can sleep, when I can eat, what I can eat. I sleep in a closet that is not big enough for a cat to stretch. Not only that, but when I was caught, I was literally ripped out of my brother's arms. My brother, my best friend. I haven't seen him since. So yes, I lied, but I had a good reason. Was I going to tell people, "Oh yes, my parents sold me when I was four to a couple who beat me, hate me, and treat me like a slave? "I don't know about you, but that's not what I want peoples first impression of me to be.