This is my second fan fiction. It's kind of like a rewrite of the actual Camp Rock, exept different characters, plot and songs.

Rated T for future language.

Summery: All Catlina Williams wanted to do in life was dance. She had the pure talent of singing, yet it was the one thing she couldn't express. What happens when she enters a camp, and fails to get her dream role in the final jam because she refuses to express it? Will her dream be destroyed, or will a certain 'rock' star first ruin her dream, then make it reality?

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Catlina woke up to her alarm beeping out the current song on the radio. She groaned, and rolled to the left, and muttered "Shuddup." Apparently, she rolled a little to much to the left, and right off her bed onto her wooden floor. Screaming, she sat up and rubbed her elbow that was now throbbing.

"Cat, last day of school! Get your little dancer butt down here!" Her mother yelled from the kitchen. Cat's ears perked at the sound of 'dancer'. Today was the day she found out if she got to go to Camp Rock or not, which she had been brooding about since April. It was now June ninth, and the last day of tenth grade. The sixteen year old got up from the floor, and yelled back to her mother.

"I'm up!"

Running down the stairs after pulling on her cow slippers, she slipped and fell down the last three. Her mother ran to see what the racket was, and saw her daughter on the floor. Sighing, she muttered "You should at least try to be graceful. Thank god you don't do ballet." and walked back to the kitchen, putting toast into the toaster.

Cat grinned and grabbed the black and blue remote control for the mini television in the kitchen. She flipped on HotTunes, and waited for more news of the RockenThree, a famous pop boy band consisting of three brothers, Blaize who was seventeen, Joe who was twenty and Zac who was fourteen. In Catlina's opinion, they were a more pop band than rock, and had major distaste for the front man, Blaize.

"What did that Blaize Jameson do this time?" He mom, Mrs. Williams, asked as a picture of Blaize popped up on the screen. His long black hair was pin straight as walked away from the trailer shown on the screen. A woman in her fifties came up on the screen.

"Blaize Jameson was seen walking off the set of the RockenThree's new music video. It cost Hollywood Records around sixty-thousand dollars to cover up the time lost! Blaize better get his act in shape; it is news that he is being sent to the camp that got the band all started: Camp Rock" this summer."

Mrs. Williams shut off the TV. "That boy doesn't know how lucky he has it."

Cat nodded in agreement. Hell, she'd kill to be where he was now. He had it all, yet was so inappreciative about it.

Suddenly giddy, she looked up at her mother, Cat asked, "So, am I going to camp? Please?" Her mother sighed. "Yes, you are. But when you come back, you have to get a job to cover up at least half the funds." Cat screamed and jumped in her seat. "Yes, Yes, Yes!" She yelled.

Her mother rolled her eyes. "Just go get dressed." She said, and Cat ran up to her room.

"I can't stand how far away you are to me now. It's tearing apart, can't wait to see you."

She began singing along to the song on the radio as she grabbed her shirt, flip flops and shorts. Pulling her long auburn hair into a pony tail, and pinning her fringe up, she ran down the stairs and grabbed her backpack. Spinning around, she gave her mom a kiss on the cheek and a hug before running out the door, to her best friend, Penny's house.

"Penny, Penny!" She yelled as she ran into the house. Penny stuck her head out of the kitchen, her blonde hair falling in her face of her green eyes.

"Yeah?" She asked.

"I'm going to Camp Rock!" Cat squealed. Both of them jumped up and down then ran out to Penny's old car to drive to school.