Disclaimer: I do not own the Connect Three, or the idea of Camp Rock.Disney made Camp Rock not me. I did not steal this idea from Camp Rock because there is no final Jam or anything like that. The song's that will be used in further chapters are of my own imagination. I do however own the characters in this chapter and further chapters.

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Camp Confidence

CCamp Confidence

Chapter one: The beginning

Going to Camp Confidence isn't that bad. People say that it's horrible but it's really not. I mean they help people gain confidence and that's pretty cool. My personal experience at camp involved love, heartbreak, deception and a whole lot of learning experiences. It started in Northview Maywood Jr. High School. You see at this school, if you were not skinny minnies and are not comfortable wearing tube tops and mini mini skirts, you are an outcast.

And me being me, Nikkole Rose Hope Mason, one of those people who are personally not into that stuff, is definitely an outcast. This story is kind of like a diary or journal. But don't expect to see all of that dear diary stuff. The only reason why I have a journal is because my therapist suggested it. Don't think that i'm some kind of freak show because I'm not. But I do have to record everything that happens while I go to camp rock.

But when I found out that my therapist Dr. Teslar had told my parents that sending me to camp, would "change my life forever". I wasn't angel" back. Of course I guess you could say that I should be happy to be me. My parents were rich and could buy me anything that I had wanted. Other people would love to have parents who would buy them nice clothes, and would take them to see cool concerts like the Jonas brothers. But I had already seen the jo bro's before with my old bff Chantelle or some people call her Elle. But soon after that she moved. And then I was left alone and I soon became a loner and I have very few friends.

Anyway back to the subject of therapy, it pretty much sucks out loud! You sit there listening to someone telling you that they know what you are going through. Even though that they don't so why do they even try to understand?

And as I was sitting in the overstuffed chair, I was listening to all of the junk that my therapist was telling my parents. Honestly I just wanted to go home and listen to my Ipod and write music. But they were talking about me. Again.

"I think that a summer of romance, friendship and trust ought to do Nikkole some good." My therapist was trying to get me back to normal; that's what she was paid for.

"my name is not Nikkole! It's Nikki!" I couldn't help but get mad and be so rude. But I hated it when people called me by my real first name.

"Nikkole Hope Rose Mason! You do NOT talk to people like that!" My parents were always yelling at me for speaking my mind, but that's what I did I spoke my mind.

"Oh no it's perfectly fine. That's quite normal for people like Nikkole to have outbreaks." As I was listening to my therapist tell my parents this, I couldn't help but think 'wow. Does she ever stop talking?'

Well let's just say that this does not work out in my favour. Because in an hour I was on my way to Camp Confidence. And so far I had thought that this was going to be the most horrific moment of my life. So far.

So I was at the bus stop and these people were handing out these cards. And the cards said 'Love your body! It's the only one you get!' I mean it's true but it is also very corny!

Anyway when I had actually got on the bus, I was looking at all the people on the bus and I wondered why some of these people were here.

"Well hey there, can I ask you what you are doing here? Cause to me you look pretty enough not to be here!" I had looked up to find none other than Jason Grey with straight hair. Or at least I thought is him, maybe it was just a look alike.

"Hey, I'm Jason. And it is a pleasure to meet you. Can I sit here?" And without even asking he just sat down. Then he started asking questions.

"What's your name?" I looked at him like he was insane but answered anyway.

"Nikkole buy everyone calls me Nikki." I had finished telling him when he started to zone out. And then I noticed that we were missing two Grey's. But not long after I had thought that, they came onto the bus.

"Nate I know summer is a great time to meet girls, but all of these girls are most likely going to like me because i'm famous." Shane of course had said that loudly and hadn't cared whether people were staring.

"Shane, you don't know that! I am going to find somebody and so will you!" Nate walked to the back after finishing his rant. While he was walking back, he said hi to Jason and then kept walking. But Shane didn't do that. Shane had made Jason stand up and then he gave him a hug.

"Hey there Jas! What's up? I'm so excited to be a counsellor!" and instead of letting Jason sit back down, Shane stole his seat.

"Hey there I'm Shane but if you know Connect Three then you should know me and Jason and Nate. But Nate is sulking because every single time he goes anywhere; some girl tries to kiss him." Shane then fell off of his seat laughing because it was happening as we speak. Some girl was trying to kiss Nate.

I just pulled out my Ipod and started listening. Shane had gotten up and went to sit back down until Jason told him to find another seat. Defeated, Shane just sulked his way to the back by Nate.

"Sorry about that, Shane's a major flirt and would flirt with anybody." Jason didn't realize that what he said was very cruel.

"Are you saying that I'm ugly or something? Because it sure did sound like it!" Jason just looked at me shocked and started shaking his head.

"No! Of course not! I did not mean it like that!" Jason then gave me the puppy dog eyes and I couldn't help but forgive him.

As more people got on the bus, the more excited Shane got. This also meant that he got louder and louder and louder. But soon he realized that it was time to go and calmed down. A bit.

And at the last minute, a girl who would become my best friend, came running on the bus and had almost missed it. The bus driver was not happy judging by the look on her face and pointed to the back and said sit down now.

And then we were off, on the way to Camp Confidence. This is where the adventure all begins. And even though I wouldn't admit it, I was excited.