Okay so this is the story I've worked on for the last week or two because well the idea just kinda popped into my mind

Plus I promised Hayley something in this story! But no one will know until that has to be revealed!

Disclaimer: I don't know the Camp Rock characters- Shane,Nate, Jason....but I do own the sister and the kids in the family

I sat watching Hot Tune news early Sunday morning. I was eating my breakfast when I suddenly lost my appitate.

"In other news, Connect 3 have decided to postpone their year tour and have a summer tour planned for the time being.

Why you may ask well when Shane Gray was asked he responded by snapping at the reporters 'We have a personal issue to deal with!' followed by him storming off.

This leads us to wonder is the old Shane returning after he tried to hard to get rid of him in the first place.

Stay tune, up next Miley Cyrus is she setting the proper example for the little girls of America?"

I just rolled my eyes and switched the tv off. I scoffed at the idea of anyone caring what Shane Gray did, or his brother in fact. I hate them with a fiery passion. See I'm one of the only people that have a strong hate toward the 'cookie-cutter-pop-star' band.

Don't give me that look. You'd hate them too if you were in my shoes. Oh how rude of me, I have introduced myself.

You see my name is Danielle, wait for it; you'll flip when you hear my surname, Gray.

Yes Gray as in the younger sister of that stupid band.

Never heard of me? To be honest if you did I'd be totally shocked. I'm the secret Gray.

Stop giving me that look, yes that look. Just ask me my most favorite question in the whole entire world (Note the sarcasm)

Why do you hate you brothers? A simple answer for a simple question

THEY RUINED MY LIFE! I'll explain.

When I was only 7, he incident happened.

It was coming u to my 8th birthday, my parents decided to bring me out to buy me a gift anything I wanted. I had bought a video game. I was never into dolls. On our way home we decided to stop for ice cream, we were pulling out when it happened.

It happened so fast. We were singing along to 'Wake me up before you go' by Wham! , when a drunk driver drove into the car. I woke up hours later in a hospital bed. I was hooked up to a load of monitors; they said there was a possibility. My parents had died on impact and there was a faint heartbeat from me. They said I had to be the luckiest kid alive. I even believe I was then my luck ran out.

My brothers were 16, 14 and 12 at the time of the accident and I was only 8. Since they were too young and scared to raise an 8 year old girl, they did what they figured was the best for me. That day was one of the worst days in my life. I still remember it as if it happened three seconds ago.

Jason pulled up outside a big house. I sat in the back with Nate. He was holding me in his arms. I didn't cry or talk, I just sat there staring out the window avoiding eye contact with all three brothers.

"Danni, are you ready?" Jason asked as we got out of the car.

All I could do is nod. I wasn't able to speak.

We went and knocked on the door. A tall woman with short brown hair answered the door. She looked at me with knowing blue eyes. She was in her late twenties about twenty six if I had to guess.

"You must be Danielle." I nodded in response. "Well sweetie my name is Jenny and trust me I'll be the best friend you can have while you're stuck here in ,Rainbow Manor." I gave her a weird look. "My grandmother set this place and she was a hippy. You know Flower power." She said in a hippy voice and making the peace sign. I let out a giggle.

After a tour of the house we were left to say goodbye .Nate must have sensed that I was on the brink of crying. For a 12 year old he was way too smart. He just held out his arm which I walked into before crying my eyes out.

"It's okay, you'll love it here." He cooed. He rocked me in his arms, "plus it's not going to permanent." I nodded again calming my sobs down a little.

I felt myself being passed onto to another person.

"Danni, this is only temporary. We can't bring you where we're going and if we did there's a chance that social services will take you away and I'm not letting that happen!" I could tell he was on the verge of crying. Jason's voice was the best way to tell his emotions. "Plus" he said holding me at arms length. "You'll have 3 rocking famous brothers," he smiled. I hugged him just like I hugged Nate, like there was no tomorrow. Which in this sense there wasn't a tomorrow there was only now.

Then there was the last person, my fourteen year old brother Shane.

"D.D" he said pulling me into the biggest bear hug. I had always gotten on best with Shane and it would hurt so much to be away from him. "Look when we come back for you, that we are going to do because I will throw temper tantrums until we do, we're gonna spoil you so much. Like a proper little girl should be. On your 10th birthday I'll be at that door waiting to take you home." He said tears escaping.

I began to sob as well, "Do you promise?"

"We all promise," Jason said.

That was the last day I saw my three brothers in person. Its eight years later and where am I living you may ask. I'm still here at Rainbow Manor. I got up and washed my bowl.

I went up to my bedroom and collapsed on the bed. The house was silent. All the kids had gone out to some fun day. I was dancing along to Sclub 7 when I heard the door open. I turned the music down. A chorus of 'shuuush' sounded throughout the house. I got curious and walked toward my door when it flew open.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR DANNI, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" they sang. Yup today I'm sixteen years old.

Jenny stood there holding a cake with sixteen individual candles on it. I just began to laugh at the picture on the cake. It was of me playing my guitar when I was 13 and all the old and new kids surrounding me.

"Come on blow out the candles,"Becca said bouncing from the excitement. She loved birthdays.

"You know I can't blow them out with a certain little boy," I said pointing to him and he smiled. He jumped up into my arms.

"Happy 6th birthday handsome," I said to him.

"Happy 16th birthday beautiful," he replied hugging me.

"1, 2, 3," they shouted and we blew the candles out.

Frankie was my best friend; sure he was exactly ten years younger than me but didn't mean we didn't treat each other as brother and sister. Since the first day he came through those doors we had a strong connection.

His mother had died due to cancer only when he was a year old. His father had abandoned them.

"Okay present time" Jenny announced. A smirk grew across everyone's face. I looked at them before shaking off the feeling that something strange was going to happen. I followed Jenny downstairs. Frankie jumped onto my back as we walked down the stairs. She opened the door and I scanned the area for my present just then my eyes fell on it.

Everyone laughed at my reaction.

"Close your mouth or you'll have a mouthful of ants." Mandy said closing it for me.

"Is...What...how…mine…blue…car…you…birthday?" was all I was able to say. I stood in shock looking at my present. She just nodded at the same time as the kids burst out into laughter.

There in the parking lot was an electric blue and white Mini Cooper with a checkered roof and race stripes along the sides. It was dream car.

"Happy birthday sweetie," Jenny said handing me the car keys to my own car. A CAR!!

"And as for you Frankie, check the trunk of the car." She said turning her attention to Frankie.

We ran full speed toward the car and popped the trunk.

"Oh my power rangers!!" he exclaimed at the sight of his present. I pulled it out of the trunk. He got the bike he always wanted. A black bike with red flames.

"Hey Fran, your first bike!"

"And your first car!" he smiled before looking down at the ground. I bent down his level.

"What's wrong handsome?" I asked lifting his head up. He had a sad smile with a tear in his eye.

"I-I-I can't ride a bike though." He said looking back down to the ground.

"Well I'll teach you so." I said picking him up. He shot a smile at me. The great thing about our connection is we can cheer each other up instantly. "So…how about you and I hit the mall for your birthday present from me." He nodded and jumped into the backseat where there was coincidentally a booster seat. I laughed at the irony of it.

**

The next day I, wait for it, drove home from school. I pulled up outside the house singing "5, 6, 7, 8" by Steps. I noticed a silver car near where I pulled up. It didn't look familiar, maybe there was a new kid joining our little family. I smiled and got ready to greet the new member of our big family.

"I'm home!" I yelled out stepping in the front door. Frankie was walking by with two chocolate bars. He handed me one. "Hey handsome, how was your day?"

"Okay. Yours?" he shrugged.

"It was ok boyfriend. Oh where's Jenny?" I asked. He pointed to the kitchen. I handed him the bar back. He looked at it then gave me a sad look. "Gotta check my sugar levels. Why don't you give it to Liam? He usually gets hungry about this time." he nodded and ran off. I walked into the kitchen. I got a glass out and began to fill it with water. "Jenny you'll never guess what happened. Today Jake decided to throw yogurt all over Alex today and spill soda on Sam." I turned around and dropped my glass. It shattered into a million pieces. Jenny was sitting at the table but she was not alone. Three other people were with her. And like the glass my heart shattered into a million pieces.

"What do you want?" I spat at them.

[NATE]

"What do you want?" the girl spat at us. We looked at her confused. Did she know us?

"D be nice," Jenny said. D?

That girl was Danielle? Little Danni? This girl was nothing like the little girl we dropped off eight years ago. This girl had pitch black hair with two green and blue streaks of each in it. She was wearing a white t-shirt that came just above her bellybutton showing off a piercing. She had no make up on which for a teenage girl was a little strange. She did look very thin and fragile as well.

All three of us looked at her as realization sunk in. Jason was the first person to speak.

"D-D-Danni?" ok he stuttered it, but he still spoke.

"You have no right to call me that! Now answer my question! What the hell are you doing here!!" she yelled.

"Well we want to bring you home." Jason replied calmly.

I never took my eyes off my supposedly baby sister. Her expression went off pissed off to complete anger. She had a look in her eye that showed hurt and pain.

"Ha-ha, that's rich. Now are you going to tell me why you are here or are you going to lie some more?!" she was slightly calm but anger was still the dominant emotion in her voice.

"We aren't lying. We want you to come home." Jason said looking her straight in the eye to indicate that he wasn't lying.

"Well hate to break it to you but you can't bring somewhere I already am. This is my home."

Our faces fell slightly at her words.

"Your home is with us." Jason retorted. He seemed to be the spokesperson on our behalf today.

I glanced at Shane next to me. He was staring down at his hands. I couldn't see his face because of his hair hiding it.

"No Jason, my home isn't with you! Home is where the heart is and my heart is most definitely not with you three!" and with that she ran out off the room.

The room grew quiet. A shock and uncomfortable silence.

Jenny looked down at the ground and sighed. She got a mop out and began to pick up the shattered glass on the floor.

This time I was the one to break the silence.

"Jenny?" she looked up from what she was doing.

"Yes Nate?"

"Do you think we should bring her home?" I asked unsure of what her answer will be.

"Well, I think if you give her the night to think about it she might come around. Plus the kids have been listening from behind the door so knowing them they'll have an input into the situation." We all just nodded. Well me and Jason nodded; Shane sat there like a statue.

"Boys I do hope you realize she is just angry and she does love you." Jenny said putting her hand on Jason's arm and Shane's shoulder.

Shane just stood up and mumbled something before racing out of the house.

"Jenny?" a voice from the doorway said. In the door way was a little girl. She had blonde hair and was wearing a flowery sundress.

"Yes Hannah?"

"Err… where's Danni gone? She looked kind of angry." The little girl Hannah asked walking into the kitchen being careful of the glass on the ground.

Jenny looked at the girl wide eyed and gulped.

"Hannah sweetie this is important now." She said rushing to her side. I didn't see what was so important. So a teenager stormed angrily out of the room, heck when you have Shane as a brother you're used to it. "Now where did she go?"

"Err… the bathroom." She said looking down.

Jenny gasped. "Hannah try and get her out of there NOW! Get the others to help!"

The little girl nodded and ran like the speed of light shouting for everyone. Jenny turned her attention back to me and Jason.

"I'm sorry boys but you're going to have to leave." She said. We nodded and stood up.

We founded Shane sitting against the car door crouched over. Was he crying?

[SHANE]

I couldn't take it anymore. I need to get out of there. I stood up and mumbled a 'sorry' if I said anything louder I would have broke down.

My baby sister had just told us that she hated us. She didn't believe us when we said, well Jason said, that we wanted her to come home with us.

I couldn't take it that Jenny said that she didn't mean. That it was just her emotions talking but I didn't believe that. When I glanced up at her, she was furious inside and out. Then when Jenny put her hand on my shoulder that was the last straw I didn't need her sympathy. Shane Gray doesn't need sympathy.

I walked over to the car and sat against the car door with my head bent over.

I sat there awhile until I heard a door close and voices grow closer.

The voices were of Jason and Nate's.

"Dude, are you okay?" Jason asked. I just nodded.

"Were you crying?" Nate asked. I put my fingers against my cheek. It was wet. Tears must have escaped without me knowing. How manly was I? A 22 year-old rock star crying over someone hating them but you would too if that person was once your best friend. I stayed quiet. I could hear Nate nodded his head.

I stood up and Jason unlocked the door. I got into the passenger seat whilst Jason took the drivers and Nate sat into the backseat. We pulled out and drove down the road.

"So, what's happening with Danielle?"

Jason just shrugged. Nate said that we'd get a call from Jenny with the verdict. We drove on some more down the road in silence. I was first to break the silence.

"Guys, I'm sorry about running out earlier."

Suddenly Jason slammed on the breaks. I jerked forward.

"Dude! What the hell!" I turned to face him. Nate poked his head through the gap between the head rests. His facial expression matched Jason's. "What?"

Their jaws dropped. I closed their mouths for them.

"What?" I asked again. They were starting to freak me out.

"Dude, you just said sorry." Jason pointed out.

"I know I did. Thanks for pointing it out Captain Obvious." I said rolling my eyes.

"No dude, you apologized for the way you acted. You haven't done that in 6 years!" Nate said.

"Come on, I say it most…of …the …" I trailed off by them shaking their heads. "Well

Sorry guys."

We continued the drive home in silence again. I stared out the window for the rest of the drive. I could feel Nate's eyes on me but I shook the feeling off.

Sorry guys."

We continued the drive home in silence again. I stared out the window for the rest of the drive. I could feel Nate's eyes on me but I shook the feeling off.

[DANNI]

I hate them! I hate them! I HATE THEM!

How dare they try and walk back into my life after all these years. Just because they want me back now doesn't mean. I ran into the bathroom.

I sat down on the edge of the bath. I began to cry. All the pain from the past eight years came flooding back. I bawled my eyes out.

There was loud and fast knocking on the door.

"Danni, open the door!", "Danni, come out!", "Danni please listen to us!" was said over and over again.

I got up off the bath and opened the door. All ten kids fell through the door onto the floor in a big pile. I laughed at their antics.

They got onto their feet and engulfed me in a giant group hug.

"Its okay guys, I'm not going back to my old ways." I said. They all smiled and nodded and ran in different directions. I laughed again at their concern for me.

I walked into my room and went straight for my guitar. I played it for a few minutes when I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," I called out.

I looked to see Frankie at the door.

"Danni, were they your brothers?"

I sighed and nodded. He ran over and jumped next to me on the bed.

"I wish they weren't though." He cocked his head to the side like a confused puppy.

"They aren't nice people. They didn't care about their baby sister; they cared more about getting signed and becoming famous. They promised that within two year I'd be living with them and that was over 8 years ago."

"But they're back now. Doesn't that count for something?" Someone said from the door. I looked up to see the other seven staying in the door. They all came over to the bed and sat down. Thank god for my double bed.

"It does count but they were six years too late and the pain I suffered within those years would never ever go away. No matter how hard they tried." I explained.

"Danni, we think you should go." Ellie (7) said.

"I can't leave you guys." I said.

"D, they're your family. Who want you to live with them." Adam (8) explained.

"You can't use the excuse they're pricks either." Liam (14) retorted

"Liam watch your language. Plus it's assholes not pricks" I said matter-of-factly.

"Danielle, don't pass up this opportunity to get out of here. You can re-connect with your family."

"But..." I was cut off abruptly

"No buts!" Mandy (8, Adam's twin) said.

"Our families are never coming back for us but yours has." David (12) continued.

"Wow, we all watch way too much Dr. Phil," all our heads turned in confusion at Rachel (9).

"So will you go?" Becca (13) asked.

"What about my contract with Frankie?" I said stroking his hair.

"Come back for him" Liam suggested with a shrug.

I sighed and the kids cheered. They knew they won the argument.

"But I'm not going until Saturday night. Give me my week here." I said pointing at each of them. They all smiled. "Shoot what time is it?" I said sitting up.

"Err… eight o clock why?"

"Medication time." I simply said. "plus it's time to deliver the bad news to Jenny."

I sighed and got up to deliver the bad news.

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