Author's Note: Hey everyone! It's xo Astral Love back with some more Camp Rock fanfiction now that Camp Rock 2 is getting closer to being shown for the first time! This story actually takes place after Camp Rock 2 - even though I haven't seen it - and I really really really hope you like the prologue. I really loved writing it. It went from being 200 words long to beind over a thousand long. Wowsers, anyways, let me know what you think by reviewing! Post more soon.

Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Rock nor shall I ever. Even though I wish I did. But the plot line is all mine! Mwaahahahahahahaha!

Untold Memories

by xo Astral Love

Prologue

"I can't believe it, I have a record deal! And a boyfriend! A boyfriend!" Gushing was the only word to really describe what Mitchie Torres was doing right then but not eve that quite captured the essense of what she was doing. Or how she looked, her eyes gleaming with excitement and pride in herself for having accomplished the one thing she had sworn to herself she would do since she was eight, her cheeks flushed a rosey red from the remembered and reminisced final farewell kisses with Shane Grey that had taken place earlier that day, her lips swollen and full from said kisses that she still could recall in a heart beat as if they were taking right then and there. Or how she felt. No word could describe how she was feeling so many emotions at once, happiness, pride, accomplishment, giddiness, excitement, hyper. The only way she could truly depict exactly what was going on inside of her was by bouncing in her seat, her hair jostling around her head as she shook it wildly while letting out a small squeal. It was as if she were about to burst apart at the seems from everything she felt and color her mother's van in the multitude of colors that were the emotional rainbow. "Mom, I'm so excited, and nervous, and happy! But sad cause Camp Rock is over… But happy cause we beat Camp Star and Shane kissed me!" Her eyes seemed to dazzle as they filled with stars of hopes and dreams that Connie Torres recognized as the magic of young love and life and energy.

It made her smile in a way that she hadn't in a long time as she realized that for the first time in her life, her teenage daughter felt the completeness of everything coming together, of everything going perfectly right for those few moments when it seemed as if the planets and the stars and the sun were alligned. Oh how she remembered feeling like that herself when she had won the town cook-off and stolen the heart of Mitchie's father right through his stomach with her cooking and her snappy wit. Just thinking of how Mitchie reminded her of herself so long ago caused her to well up inside with happiness and pride for her baby girl. Oh my, oh my, how wonderful teenage years could be…

But unbeknownst to Mitchie's gleaming star struck eyes, that smile her mother granted her with was tinged with a sadness that stretched like a gaping chasm into Connie as she began to realize for the first time that her once upon a time five year old princess was growing up…

As Mitchie continued to let out a spew of everything and anything – which included everything and nothing that came to mind about how "awesometastic" the summer had been – her mother wondered how her little girl could have grown up right under her eye without her even noticing the years flying by. It seemed like just yesterday even though it had been a long sixteen years ago that she had been holding her in her arms for the first time and falling in love with the bright big blue eyes that were customary for most babies it seemed. And had it really been fifteen years since Connie had watched in amazement as Mitchie had taken her first steps all by herself because of the rug burn that seemed to constantly stain her knees from her speed walk crawling throughout the house? Remember the first words she spoke, no matter that they had been poopy brought a swelling to her heart that made it seem as if it were going to burst at the seams for the love she felt for her daughter. Then the terrifying memory of her first scrape as she had decided to tumble down the stairs, head first, giggling the entire way and only crying when she saw the unknown red gooey substance rising from the scraped raw pink flesh of her small knee. But what about her first day of school? Connie had cried and Mitchie had thrown a tantrum when she realized her mom was leaving her at some giant building she didn't recognize. Mitchie's dad had been forced to drag her from the school grounds because she had wanted to stay with her baby girl so badly. Hadn't she thought then that she was growing up so fast? And now… She had seen her daughter through elementary school, starting to like boys, her period, her developing body, her first heart break… All of it seemed as if it had happened not so long ago even though all of those shared memories, those priceless moments that she would never have a chance to relive except in her mind's eye, had taken place years and years ago.

A single tear traced down Connie's cheek and crested over the arch of It right when she hiccuped and caught Mitchie's attention for the first time. Swiping at the tear, she stared at the beautiful blossoming young adult that was her daughter Mitchie, completely oblivious to her surroundings as her daughter's arched eyebrows furrowed together and a tone of worry entered her voice as she asked, "Are you okay, mommy?" Her voice sounded so small and strange compared to the boisterous one she had been speaking with only moments ago and it just went to show Connie exactly how much her little girl had grown. She felt a myriad of emotions so different then the anger, sadness, and happiness that had been the three key emotions of her life for so long when she was younger! How had it all changed so quickly it seemed!

"I love you, Mia." Her voice cracked and the underlying emotion shown through as she smiled at her daughter, another tear falling to mirror the first one on the opposite cheek. Both tears slowly made their way down her skin, leaving a pale glistening trail behind them as they went. Another hiccup tore from her lips and her daughter's lips turned upward in a smile that Connie knew she would never forget.

It was right when Mitchie had begun to smile her dazzling smile that the car went careening off the side of the road and the terrible and deafening sound of tearing metal filled the air before both fell to darkness.