𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 ,, nate gray

impossible expectations

chapter eighteen
impossible expectations

TO SAY SAGE WASN'T IN A GOOD mood would be an understatement. even with her dad's goal to make performers and stars — hence camp star — they still had some free time. but now with this stupid competition that mitchie stupidly initiated, all he cared about was winning.

so when an announcement came over that loud speaker blaring and alarm and telling every camper to report to the amphitheater immediately at seven o clock in the morning, sage was definitely the angriest in the room.

she was still in her pajamas as well as every other camper, her and dana being odd one's out with slippers on their feet.

"good morning. today is the day we begin preparations to beat camp rock. i let you all relax yesterday, but as of today the real deal starts." axel said to all the campers.

"they think, with their fun, no control camp they can't beat us. they don't care about winning, but we do, we do. so here's what's going to happen."

"the camp rock vs camp star final jam will be taking place at the end of camp. we do not have much time."  axel said

"doesn't camp end at the middle of august, we have a month and a half." dana whispered to her sister.

"so, i have made a list on who's going to be doing what. it will be placed on the announcement wall for anyone who forgets." axel said, and he took out a yellow paper.

"sage, you're in charge of the songs. i need you to write two songs, and make a demo for both by next week. i want them flashy, powerful, rock!" axel said.

"next week? i can barley write one, let alone two?" sage said. "dana help her with that." axel said.

sage sighed, putting her head down in distress. "oh my gosh." she muttered to herself.

"drums, guitar, vocals, work with dana on placing and be ready when the song is done." axel said. "wait i was playing the drums!" sage said.

"no you're performing with luke and tess."

sage scoffed, officially annoyed. not only was she writing two songs, now she was also going to be performing in both.

her dad was always overwhelming her with stuff to do, and now he was completely stressing her out.

sage stormed off, not listening to the rest of the instructions axel was giving thr campers. she was so fed up with her dad and where his passions actually lied.

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"i can't write a song while i'm in distress." sage said, laying on dana's bed while dana sat in it. "just write a song about being in distress." dana said.

"i don't think i could make that, flashy, powerful, rock!" sage said, mimicking her dad. "make a rock love song. think of nate." dana said, holding back a smile.

"real funny dana." sage said. "i'm serious! you could write a good one." dana shrugged.

"i don't think dad would let us perform that." sage said. "i can't believe you're not gonna be on orchestra stage with me. dad never lets you play the drums." dana said.

"yeah, the only reason he let me do it for fire was because i didn't want to have a dance break after luke." sage said.

"it sucks, i was so nervous for my first time not having you next to me." dana said. "i hate actually performing. everyone's looking at you and i can't forget choreo. at least i write the songs so i know the words." sage said.

"hey, just write a song similar to fire. that song was literally amazing, i loved it." dana said. "i was angry when i wrote that. i wrote it about dad after the whole camp rock incident." sage said.

"sage!" dana said, covering her mouth while she laughed. "i projected my anger into my work, shut up!" sage laughed.

"just channel your stress into anger, then write." dana said. "unfortunatly that won't work, i have tried that under countless occasions." sage said.

"dads gonna kill you." dana said. "yeah, there's no way i'm getting two songs and two demos by next week." sage sighed, closing her eyes.

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bye bc why did i not know what to write