Hey guys. This is the first chapter of the Sequel to Camp Rock. I hope you like it! So what I'm gonna do is make everyone's names in my other story their name in real life. Like:
Shayne Grey: Joseph Adam Grey
Ella: Anna Maria Perez De Tagle
Peggy: Jasmine Richards
Barron: Jordan Francis
Sander: Roshon Fegan
Tess, you all already know, is Meaghan Jette Martin.
Kevin is Kevin Black. His parents are Denise and Paul Black and his little brother is Frankie Black.
Nick is Nick Jonas. His parents are Nicole/Nikki and John Jonas.
Joe doesn't have parents but since he's been close with Nick and his family for a very long time, Nick's parents are practically his.
Anyways, back to the story. I hope you all enjoy it.
We left yesterday for New York. There were a few tears that shed when we said bye to Meaghan, Selena, and Miley. We promised we would keep in touch through texting and videos and stuff. The only thing I was angry about was that Joe and I haven't spoken since the night before yesterday. Kiwi, Caity, and Meaghan are the only ones who know what happened…the only thing they didn't know was the part when Joe said to let people help me and me saying I can't.
To not make the paparazzi or fans curious and to promote Connect 3, Caity, Kiwi, and I made a video of us listening to the radio and waiting for Burnin' Up to play. The video got a lot of views and the song came out on iTunes today.
The days went by quickly and Matt, Evan, and Jesse were getting curious. They kept asking me what was wrong and why Joe and I weren't speaking with each other but I just didn't tell them. And soon enough, it was Wednesday night. The night before my mom's funeral.
It was pretty late and everyone went to sleep but I couldn't. I just went up to the roof of the bus and stood by the railing and watched everything as we drove by it, letting the tears fall. I was wearing my pajama pants, a t-shirt, and a sweater because it was a little cold. I wrapped the sweater tightly around me and just thought of my mom and that she didn't deserve to die at all.
I didn't hear anything but I jumped when I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. I turned around and it was Joe. I turned into his chest and cried as he rubbed my arm to comfort me.
"I'm so sorry." I told him.
"Don't be. You're going through more than anyone can imagine." He said and kissed my forehead. "Just know that I'm here for you if you want to talk about anything. Even though it might be hard, it's important. And if you can't talk to me, there's always Evan, Jesse, and Matt. You've been friends with them for much longer so I'm sure it's easier to tell them." I nodded as I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head against his chest, listening to the music of his heartbeat.
"Are you ready for tomorrow?" He asked me.
"No. I don't want it to ever come."
"That's how I felt when I had to go to my parents funeral. It'll come and pass and it'll be hard afterwards. But you still have all of us that love you and will always be here for you. I'm never gonna let you go. No matter what, I will always be here for you. I promise." The tears came back again and I sobbed into his chest.
"I love you, Joe." I could tell he was a little shocked when these words came out of my mouth. He put both hands on either side of my face and pulled me into a deep and passionate kiss. I unwrapped my arms from his waist and placed them around his neck.
"Thank you." He said after he pulled away.
"For what?" I asked.
"For loving me. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you didn't."
"And I wouldn't be able to live without you."
Yes, I know, this is a very lame chapter and it's short too. I'm sorry but the next chapter will be…interesting. I hope I don't disappoint you guys in this sequel. And I hope I get more reviews than the last.