Alright, here we go with a new story. I know that this chapter isn't that fantastic, but it's just laying out some ground work. I already know that I am going to love my reviewers!

Disclaimer: I only own the plot. Sorry kiddos!

I pushed open the door on Cabin 22, which was the cabin I was supposedly assigned to. I dropped my bags on the unobtained bed. I observed what my cabinmate had already laid out. I saw Old Spice deodorant, not exactly like my Secret Rose Garden; A Day To Remember poster, to which I winced; black Converses, which seemed to be at least a size nine.

"What are you doing in here?" Shane Gray from Connect 3 asked me. He flopped onto the claimed bed, as I realized this was his cabin.

"This is Cabin 22, right?" I asked, looking around. He blankly stared at me. I suddenly felt self-conscious of the short shorts and tank top I had picked out.

"Yea," Shane said, slowly, almost as if I wouldn't understand. I smiled.

"Can I just leave my things here? I'll be right back," I said, walking out of the cabin, surprised with myself that I kept my cool. I walked all the way back up to where check in was.

"Can I help you, love?" A male voice asked behind me, as I was sure I looked lost. I never thought the first day of camp would be so difficult. Caitlyn had convinced me to come here during the school year when we had identical schedules. I tried to tell her that I wasn't that great at singing.

"Uhm... Shane Gray is in my cabin. I don't understand," I confusedly said, trying to make the situation sound less weird than it felt.

"Well, love, he's here for the summer," He said, trying to offer some sort of advice to the lost first timer.

"No, no. Like we're assigned to the same cabin," I told him, as he frowned. He walked into an office building, which I blindly followed him into. He sat behind a desk, and began clacking away on a keyboard.

"What cabin number?" He asked, as I wished I had registered early enough to request a cabin with Caitlyn.

"Cabin 22," I told him, as he typed away, frowning at the screen. He rubbed his free hand over some stubble. I didn't like being in this position.

"Your name is Mitchell Torres, which for some reason was assumed as a male's name," He said, as he clicked and played around with the keyboard. I blushed at my embarrassing name. He finally looked up from the screen, "Well, there's no other cabin availability, so you can stick the summer out with him, or call your parents to pick you up."

"I think I'll stick it out," I said, knowing that there was no way my mom would let me leave after it had all been paid for. Besides, she was excited about her month long singles cruise. I couldn't ruin that for her.

"Alright, well, if you ever need someone to talk to about his antics, I'm here. Call me Brown," He said, throwing his hand out for me to shake, which I did.

"I'll keep that in mind," I said with a sweet smile; I was practically known for acting proper around adults, "And, please don't call me Mitchell. I prefer Mitchie."

"Okay, Mitchie," Brown said, before wishing me well on my first day. I told him the same before walking out of the air conditioned office. It was only then I realized how humid the summer air was. It felt suffocating me as I walked back to Cabin 22, which would be shared by Shane Gray and me.

"Hey, wanna move your bags from my cabin now?" Shane Gray asked with a joking connotation. I flopped onto my bed with my bags bouncing as one awkwardly dropped to the floor. The move wasn't as smooth as I had imagined it to be.

"It's our cabin," I said, starting to open my bags. I started shoving clothes in drawers, before stopping at my underwear and bras. This cabin sharing idea has hit a whole new level of unbearable awkward. My face tinged pink, as the frenzy unpacking ended.

"Oh no. I'm gonna go talk to Brown," Shane said, starting to walk out of the cabin. I threw my bras and underwear into a drawer while his back was turned before slamming it shut.

"I already did!" I yelled, which made Shane wander back into the cabin, "He said there's no other cabin openings. So, it's either live together, or go home."

"I'm not allowed to leave," Shane said, sitting down on his bed. I shoved my empty clothing suitcase under my bed. I opened my other bag full of everything else I might need. I practically fit all of my belongings into two whole bags. "Why did we get assigned to the same cabin anyway?"

"Uhm... well, my mom, in one last chance to win my dad back, named me Mitchell. My dad loved the name, and she was hoping it would bring him back to take care of us. Well, it didn't work because I have never seen him," I said, opening up to Shane Gray, which was one of the last people I ever thought I'd be telling this story to.

"And, the camp thought you were a dude?" Shane asked, obviously unable to wrap his head around the fact that Camp Rock placed us in the same cabin.

"Apparently. Even though on the application, I marked that I was female," I said, throwing in an awkward laugh. It got palpably awkward from here.

"You're lucky in a way, though," Shane finally said after a moment of us just sitting there on our respective beds with the hum of the air conditioner.

"How?" I tentatively asked, wanting to know how I was lucky. I never had a dad, and my mom was always working to get some food on the table. It was a tense childhood.

"You at least have one parent that cares. My mom and dad have been arguing since I was like eleven. My dad is riding our coattails to fame. My mom sent me here because she wouldn't deal with my attitude," Shane revealed to me. It seemed to be a topic as sore as the fact that my name is Mitchell, and my childhood wasn't ideal.

"I'm so sorry. And, it's nice to have someone who always cares, but it gets hard when she works two jobs, double shifts, to make rent in a shitty apartment because she dropped out of high school to take care of me," I said, not meaning to get all up in his face with my first impression being emotional baggage.

"I think you might have me beat with a rough life," Shane offered with a weak smile. I gave him a weak smile back, before I started arranging my toiletries onto of my dresser.

"Do you mind if I turn the air up? I'm burning up," I said, turning around before I started fitting my mattress with my sheets and blankets.

"I was just gonna ask if I could turn it down because I'm freezing," Shane said, as we shared an awkward laugh.

"Let's just leave it where it is," I said, solving a small dispute before his infamous attitude could strike.

"Do you mind if I play some music?" Shane asked, as I shook my head. I pulled my sheet out of my bag. I heard loud, metal grinding, screaming. It made me wince.

"Can you not play that?" I yelled over the noise, not even bothering to refer to it as music. It just simply wasn't. He turned it down to a deafening roar. I subconsciously rubbed my temples.

"It wasn't the bad," Shane complained as I tossed my pillow and teddy bear onto my bed to complete it. This place was starting to feel like home.

"I think my ears are bleeding," I overdramatically exclaimed as there was a knock on the door.

"It's open!" Shane yelled out, nonchalantly turning his music up louder which received a glare from me. He smiled and moved away from the iHome.

"Mitchie, I'm so glad to see you!" Caitlyn screamed, throwing her arms around my neck. She had been my best friends for as long as I can remember. Our moms were in the same Lamaze Class, which led to everyone becoming very close.

"It's only been three days," I said, loving that I could spend the summer with my best friend. Even if I did have to suffer with Shane Gray as a cabinmate, seeing as we had nothing in common.

"I have stuff to decorate this place with," Caitlyn said, as she released me from her hug. She dropped an Adidas strong bag onto my bed, before looking the place over. She did a double take at Shane Gray, "Uhm... Mitch?"

"Camp thought Mitchell was a boy. It's either stick it out with him, or spend another summer bumming around at home," I told Caitlyn, which provoked a sympathetic look along with another hug.

"Well, we can counteract the entire manly vibe in here," Caitlyn excitedly said, dumping the glorious girly decorating items on my bed. We squealed with excitement as Shane turned the music up louder.

I do hope that you liked what you have read so far. I also hope that you all leave a review because those are my absolute favorite. You also get super awesome points from jumping from Serendipity to this story!