i just wanna point out their ages real fast-

(remember, in Camp Rock, Shane was 16, Nate was 15, and Jason was 16)

Isabella- 15

Shane-17

Nate-16

Jason-17

"You're going to Camp Rock!"

Most kids would love to hear these words. Me, I'm not one of them. So you can imagine my surprise when my mom said this to me last week.

"What?" I asked, still in shock. I guess my mom misread my reaction as a happy one, because she just smiled and nodded. "No, I'm not going."

She looked confused, "But you use to love Camp Rock."

"Yeah, back when I was like 10, mom. I don't wanna waste my summer at some frickin band camp! I'm supposed to go swim at Navy this summer!" This year, for the first time, I was finally able to fit Navy swim camp into my demanding schedule.

"Honey, you have a beautiful voice and singing this summer could really do a lot for you."

"But mom, I don't wanna be a singer, I wanna be an athlete!" I whined. "Esto es tan alegre." I muttered. Yes, I speak Spanish. Fluently. My grandmother is from Spain, so I'm like 25 Hispanic. But you would never guess with my blonde hair and all.

"Isabella!" she shouted at me. Now my mom is more Spanish-y, with her dark brown hair and slight Spanish accent. "Idioma!"

"But mom, come on, why do I have to go?!"

She sighed, "Honey, your Uncle Brown is having a really hard time with the camp. He thinks this might be the last year, and it would mean a lot to him, and me, if you went."

And that is why I am now packing to go to Camp Rock. Stupid guilt trip. Oh, and did I mention the best part? I get to share a cabin with Connect 3! Note the sarcasm. See, when my mom signed me up for camp, it was really late, so there were no girl's cabins with openings. But since Shane Grey is my cousin, Uncle Brown thought it would be fine if I stayed in a cabin with him. And somehow, my parents are completely fine with the idea of me staying in a cabin with 3 boys, 2 of which I'm not even related to. When I complained about it, my mom's only advice was "Just don't sleep in anything too revealing."

But I mean, what's not too revealing? Like, short shorts and a T-shirt? Or sports shorts and a cami? Maybe-

Music's in my soul
I can hear it

I groaned, only one person has that ringtone. "What?" I growled into the phone.

"Heyyyyy girlfrannn. Just callin my favoritest cousin to see if she's excited for camp tomorrow." Shane said. Although he's two years older than me, we've always been pretty close, even in the past couple years when he became a stuck-up rockstar.

"Super-duper excited!" Again with the sarcasm.

He laughed, "Sounds like it."

"What do you want, Shane?" I sighed.

"Just callin' to check that you're still goin."

"Sadly. Hey, which do you think is modest-er: short shorts and a tee or basketball shorts and a tank?"

"I think they're both fine. Oh, but I know Nate would want you to wear the short shorts cause he loves long legs."

"Definitely going with basketball shorts." I said, throwing them in my bag. Shane's been trying to hook me up with Nate ever since Connect 3 "connected", as Jason would say. Only problem is, Nate and I hate each other with a passion; I don't really know why, we just do. Pretty much the day we met we decided that we disliked each other.

"You just wait. One day you'll both wake up and realize your true feelings for each other."

"Oh gosh, have you been watching chick flicks with Jason?" Jason's not gay, just, um, queer, I guess. But he's hilarious and we're pretty good friends.

"Dude, there's only one TV on the bus and the DVD player in my bunk is broken."

"Suuuuuure…."

"Whatever, just finish packing."

" 'ight. Love ya, Shay-shay!"

"More and more, Bella-bella." Laughing at our old saying, I threw my phone back on my bed. We made that up in like, elementary school. We thought it was pretty cool back then.

"Izzy," my mom poked her head in the door, without knocking I might add, "go to bed. You gotta get up at 5:30 tomorrow."

Stopping what I was doing, I turned to look at her, "What?!"

"Love you." She smiled and left. Groaning, I fell back onto my bed. My summer went from going to swim camp and hanging out with friends, to waking up at 5:30 tomorrow to go to band camp and live in a cabin with three boys for 2 months. Oh joy.

Alright, so just an intro chapter. I haven't really written anything since FF deleted like half of my stories :( soooooo ya

review pleaseyyyyy!!

oh, and this is like a write-as-you-go-story, so pleaseeee give me any ideas you have :)