Camp Rock Costumes Novels & Stories

HALLOWEEN PARTY #Zara'S POV I had chosen to dress as Cinderella while Drake was my prince. Kate and Rose were the evil step-sisters, it was their idea not mine. Justin and Mark dressed up as Vampire and Robin hood. Charlotte was the evil stepmother and some teens came in as the seven dwarfs, they coordinated their outfits to fit what Amber was wearing as snow white, she had gotten the outfit from the mall a blue over-the-yellow dress with slightly puffy sleeves and a cape.

"Yep! Now, the event we've been waiting for. Performances from our celebgrams! Zetta, Brand Ambassador of CreaGo! Please..." I had already changed my clothes. All the costumes had become more covered up because I asked for an extra jacket or cardi. We are supposed to appear with a white T-shirt, black baggy pants, a hat, a mask, and sunglasses. I asked for an extra jacket and it is immediately approved. How could I not, there would be a wave movement that is a little too sexy for me. The song starts, and we're already in our positions. Luckily I am on the other side of Mr. Harold, not right in front of him.

It’s covered with a black tarp hanging from the ceiling, like a circus tent, hiding whatever’s inside. I check on Camile, who has already tied her curly hair into a knot and also removed her coat. She’s wearing jeans and a white turtleneck, unlike my damn low-cut top. I’m floored when she pulls her vape from her pocket and takes a drag, the smell of watermelon mixing with the marijuana in the air. “What the hell, Camile?” “We have to blend in,” she defends herself. “We can’t look like two idiots here. Look at these guys.”

I showed up looking like I'd been hit by a bus and then dragged through a swamp. Ripped jeans that were actually ripped from wear, not the ones that cost like $200. One of Zane's hoodies that was three sizes too big and smelled like his cologne mixed with gym socks. Hair that looked like I'd been electrocuted. Zero makeup, which basically made me look like a vampire who'd been living in a cave for the past decade. If Carson was expecting some polished princess to parade around at pack events, he was about to be majorly disappointed.

“I and teg wolves are staying in a circus until we leave, so we had to dress the part” He is dressed in the most colorful, ghastly striped pants I have ever seen with a neon colored shirt and the ugliest pair of boots known to man. His hair is slicked back with what I am convinced is engine oil and there is white chalk painted all over his face. “Is your part that of a clown?” “Yeah, how did you guess?” He asks with a mock look that quickly vanishes at the narrowed eye I give him. “It's not my fault. This is the most acceptable costume they had.”

Across the deck, under a rustic awning of white fabric on tall wooden supports, all decked with blue, red and white flowers, the red party waited: Jim Robinson right under the awning, with his brother and Liam McDonnell, No Return’s other guitarist, to his right. They wore Renaissance white shirts with long bag sleeves and laces sprouting from cuffs and collars. Black leather vests, down to their thighs, and broad red sashes hanging from their left shoulder across their chest, black trousers and high leather boots. Long red cloaks covered their right shoulder, falling all the way to brush the top of their boots. Liam McDonnell held a vertical red banner trimmed in gold, with a big golden su

I immersed in the soapy water and I hummed, refreshing. THREE DAYS LATER "We are going camping, we are going camping, we are going camping." Kori says in a singsong as she danced all around. I shook my head and focused on helping Dante put on his stud. We are all in the seaport, ready for pickup. Ma'am Bessy is also here. Dressed in her bumshort and croptop top. I'm wearing a white strapless croptop and a black high waist pant trouser. The only people yet to arrive are Isaac and Kim.

All the cast members were there, and I wasn’t exactly surprised to see that Leo had arrived before me this time. We were all asked to get ready in our outfits. The branded outfit was a mix of rugged outdoor wear and a hint of military style—camouflage pants, sturdy boots, and jackets with the show’s logo emblazoned on the back. It fit perfectly with the theme of our challenge, which would take place in the forest.

There was no DJ, but large speakers were playing loud house music. Hannah and I pushed our way into the crowd, soaking in all the costumes as we passed. There were people dressed as hippies, Flinstones, and various animals, and I even saw one man dressed up like a pickle. I couldn't help but wonder if he was hot in that costume, as the temperature increased the further we pushed into the crowd. I could feel the wooden floors vibrating beneath my feet as the music thumped, and Hannah and I began to move our bodies.

CHAPTER FOUR. Golden Girl's club was blazing. The costume party was scheduled to kick off mid night. Past ten pm, and everywhere was already filled. The strippers taking turns on the pole. Coco Kaave made grand entrance to the party, with a vibe. Tonight, she came prepared, to whore with whoever that'd make her coochie juicy. She came masked. Costumed as a casket, while Brandy, as the cinderella princess.