Mitchie walked into her cabin, tried and exhausted after a long day of dance classes. As she entered the cabin she saw Shane and instantly froze a deep freeze working its way through out her body. He clearly knew he had power over her. He clapped as she entered. He walked towards her and she clearly wanted to back away as soon as possible.
Shane: nice job. Staying in your pajamas excellent way to humiliate yourself.
Mitchie: *silent*
Shane: well I think Im going to bed.
Mitchie: *remains quiet*
Shane: well then goodnight. *goes upstairs*
Mitchie: *nods a response before making her way to get her pajamas**changes and goes to bed*
-Next Morning-
Mitchie: *gets rudely awakened by her alarm clock**groans but gets up* *dresses and goes to the bathroom bringing a change of clothes with her*
-several minutes later-
Mitchie: *comes out dressed and instantly moves to go to the kitchen*
-After Breakfast-
Mitchie: *Goes to Shanes dance class**she was late because she had been trying to help her mom*
Shane: *already started class**turns his attention to the door when he hears the door swing open**notices its Mitchie and gets angry that she just keeps wasting his time* Why are you so late?
Mitchie: I was helping my mom in the kitchen.
Shane: so why couldnt you just get someone to do it for you?
Mitchie: I-
Shane: you know what? I dont even care. Get in line and you better be ready to dance.
Mitchie: *shrinks and gets in line*
Shane: *lets out a hiss of breathe before he starts to teach again*
Mitchie: *doesnt know the opening steps so is struggling with the dance*
Shane: *continues to do the dance not paying attention to the campers*
Mitchie: *trips on her own two feet**manages to stay on her feet but stumbles a bit*
Shane: *turns to watch the class and see how theyre holding up* Randy keep your arms a little higher. That is the right way Michael! Nice Paige! That looks excellent! *sees Mitchie* Mitchie if your not going to try leave.
Mitchie: *kicks her energy up another notch*
Shane: *groans* Turns back to the other dancers. Caitlyn your doing amazing! Go ahead and add your own flair now! George keep you knees bent
Mitchie: *falls and knocks down several people*
Shane: Mitchie! What the heck! If you are just here to make yourself more of a nuisance then leave!
Mitchie: *quietly* Im trying.
Shane: *glares* stay after class.
Mitchie: *shrinks and stands*
Shane: *lets out an angry breathe of air**continues to teach**once he is done he dismisses the class**walks over to Mitchie taking note the class was still mingling around*
Mitchie: *scared to see what he will do*
Shane: *narrowed eyed* why do you insist on making a mockery out of my class.
Mitchie: I didnt mean to! I was just
Shane: you are a pathetic excuse for a performer. If you had any talent you would have been able to pick up on the moves or have the common sense to ask for help!
Mitchie: *eyes widen with shock and hurt. That was a low blow even for Shane*
Shane: I hope you sing better than you dance *leaves the room* *doesnt realize the rest of the class had still been watching until he got to his cabin**once he realizes it* I am so stupid! *puts his head in his hands*
-With Mitchie-
Mitchie struggled to hold back the tears as they welled in her eyes. He was always so cruel to her now days that she had gotten used to it. Nonetheless it stung. Shane had insulted her pride in more ways she imagined possible. She now had nothing. She slowly began to drag her feet towards her cabin. She entered, grabbed her pajamas, and lay down on her bed. She instantly set her alarm clock holding that in one hand as she grabbed her bear and cuddled it close to her chest. She was exhausted in so many ways all she wanted to do was sleep. Slowly she drifted into an uneasy rest, letting her aching muscles rest themselves as she fell asleep.
-About an hour later-
Shane: *comes downstairs**Sees Mitchie lying on the couch**swallows his pride* Mitchie Im sorry for what I said earlier. It was out of line and wrong and I never should have said it. Im just so stressed with everyone always having such high expectations- *walk towards her and notices she is asleep**her teddy bear had fallen to the grown**slowly he looked at it before moving to pick it up**he lifted the small bear from the floor and gently lifted her arm and tucked the bear under her arm and she instinctively cuddled it**he looked at the alarm clock contemplating ways to make it up to her**an idea struck an he gently pried her fingers from around her alarm clock**taking it in his hand he walked upstairs and sat on his bed**yes this was a good plan*
can i still be mad at shane?
hopetunes 2 years ago
sure! rant at him all you want!
demimusicluvr 2 years ago