Summary: Every Time Connect 3 Goes On Tour, There's Always Something Special About Arizona That Shane Can't Resist.

Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock. Trust me, if I did, Shane would have made Mitchie's 'Camp Rock' a long time ago ;) haha...

Arizona

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Chapter One – Back In Town

Shane Gray of world famous all brother band Connect Three, tossed and turned in his bunk on the tour bus he shared with he and his brothers. They had just played a show in Denver, Colorado and usually, he would be sleeping like a baby but for some reason, he couldn't force his eyes shut.

"UGH!" he grunted a little louder than he meant. He peered his head over to the bunk perpendicular from him to see his older brother Jason still sound asleep. He leaned down to check to see if Nate, his younger brother, was sleep as well.

"Looking for something?" Nate greeted Shane, obviously still as awake as him. Shane hopped out of the bunk and walked into the closed off TV area of the bus. Nate jumped out of bed as well and followed.

"Glad to see I'm not the only one who's not sleepy." Shane said taking a seat on the beanbag that laid across the floor.

"Oh no, you are. I am actually extremely sleepy but every time I shut my eyes and start to drift off you go and start moving up there." Nate said, flopping down on another beanbag in the room. "Seriously dude, why are you so...alert? Usually after shows you're the first one sleep."

Just as Shane was about to answer, the curtain that closed the area off opened and revealed Jason, eating an apple, standing in front of the other two Gray boys.

"Isn't it obvious Nate? The next stop on the tour is Arizona." Jason's revelation made Nate's face light up as he finally understood the cause of Shane's insomnia. "How longs it been? Two years?"

"You are so right, Jason. I can't believe I didn't think of that." Shane glared at the both of them. They always teased him whenever they went on tour and made a stop in the state of Arizona. Shane couldn't be too upset though, the cause of their teasing was all of his fault...

"I just wanna play my music! Woo!" Nate yelled as the three brothers walked down the street, trying not to be recognized by anyone. Even at one in the morning, there was bound to be at least one of their millions of fans walking the streets of Phoenix, Arizona.

"Why are we doing this again?" Shane asked Jason referring to the crazy amount of alcohol they had given Nate after their concert to celebrate his 21st birthday.

"Look, dad, unwisely, did it for me, I did it for you...its only right if we do it for Nate too." Jason said as they walked into a lonely, creepy-looking deserted bar. When they walked in and looked around, they saw it was just as deserted on the inside as it was on the outside. With the exception of a few guys at the bar drinking, and a couple of guys playing pool at the various pool tables, there was nearly no one in the bar.

"Oh, a juke box!" Nate shouted running over to the very fifty's looking juke box in the corner that was playing some John Mayer song. "This is the best birthday ever!"

Jason and Shane laughed at their drunk little brother. The two older boys walked over to the bar and sat on two of the bar stools.

"Hey guys, what can I get ya?" the bartender, who was a woman, asked them. Jason turned to Shane, who was supposed to order, but was too busy staring at the bartender.

"Shane...Shane!" Jason yelled getting Shane's attention.

"Oh, yeah, um, we'll have two beers..." Shane trailed off. Jason rolled his eyes at his younger brother.

"Coming right up," she said walking away. When she was out of earshot, Shane turned to Jason, pulling on his sleeve.

"Was it just me or did it seem like she was flirting with me?"

"And what makes you think that?" Jason asked him, removing Shane's hands from his shoulder.

"Did you see the way she was smiling at me?"

"Dude she's a bartender. Isn't it kinda required of her to smile at customers?"

"Well yeah but not that much, right?" Just as Jason was about to respond, the bartender came back with their drinks.

"Here are your beers boys." she said placing the drinks in front of them.

"Thanks...uh, I'm sorry I don't think I caught your name?" Shane asked with a smile. Jason took a sip of his beer, shaking his head.

The bartender simply smiled at him and said, "It's Mitchie."

"Shane!" Nate yelled snatching Shane out of his mini-flashback. "You okay there buddy?"

"Yeah," Shane stood up from the beanbag. "We have a busy day ahead of us. We should probably try to get some sleep."

Shane pushed past his brothers and climbed back into his bunk. Nate looked at Jason who just shrugged and followed Shane's lead.

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Shane had slept pretty peacefully that night and so had his brothers. The three were now in a car, on their way to the hotel they'd stay in for the two nights they were in Phoenix. When the car pulled up to the Gold Phoenix Hotel, Shane squirmed in the backseat, closing his eyes trying to shut out the thoughts that started flowing through his mind.

"You know...even though...I'm...a...rockstar...I've never...done this..." Shane managed to mutter out between kisses. He and his new 'friend' Mitchie were currently laying on a bed in a room at the Gold Phoenix Hotel. They had hit it off at the bar and, with some convincing, had went back to his hotel room.

"Wait," she moved away from him, halting their make-out session. "You've never had sex?"

Shane laughed. "Oh no, I've done that...just never with a chick from a bar."

"Oh well, I'm glad I can be your first then." she said with a smile before going back to furiously kissing him.

"Shane," he snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Jason who was calling his name from outside of the car. "If you don't get out of the car the driver is going to drive off with you and there'll be no show tomorrow night and thousands of angry fans. Do you want that?"

Shane shrugged and got out of the car. He walked over to his brothers who were standing in front of the hotel and looked across the street. There it was, the bar. Nate must have caught him staring. He placed a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Don't worry, you can stalk bar chick after the show." he joked.

"Ha, very funny." Shane said sarcastically. "But I'll have you know that I have no desire to go back to that bar."

"Sure, whatever you say." Nate said, leaving him staring across the street. Shane shook his head. If he himself wasn't even convinced that he had no desire to go to that bar, it was no wonder Nate didn't believe him.

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Shane laid in his hotel bed, tossing and turning again. Luckily, he had a room by himself so he wasn't disturbing Nate or Jason. He reached over to the small dresser next to his bed and grabbed his phone. He checked the time; it was one in the morning.

"Hm, maybe a drink will help put me to sleep." he said to himself getting out of bed and slipping on a hoodie and a pair of his favorite Nikes. He walked out of his hotel room and downstairs to the lobby. It was pretty deserted except for a guy who was asleep at the check-in desk. That was a good thing, though. That means no one would see him leave.

Shane walked outside and looked at the street. It was empty as well. He crossed it and stood in front of the familiar bar for a few minutes before walking inside. It looked just as he left it two years ago. Everything was the same. Everything.

He walked up to the bar and sat on one of the stools. The bartender had her back turned fixing a stack of glasses but heard him sit down.

"Give me a second and I'll be right with you,"

Shane stayed quiet for a moment before speaking up. "I can't wait a second. I've been waiting two years."

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Yeah so I know that sucked. I'm so bad with first chapters. LOL Well hopefully, I'll get like 5 reviews and I'll update tomorrow along with my other fic. So, yeah, thanks for reading and please REVIEW! :]