"I'm serious guys, this summer is gonna be the best!" I chuckled.

"Shane, youu said that last summerr." He grinned.

"Indeed, I did. But this summer is gonna be the BESTEST summer because yerr actually here to spend it with me!" I smiled. Last summer was very different from the summer ahead of us. I was at home with Shane and I's mother while Shane and the rest of Connect 3 were at Camp Rock, a camp full of music and fun. When Shane came home from camp last summer, he brought Mitchie home with him, and she happens to be my best friend, along with Caitlyn. Although, even before Camp Rock, I had known Caitlyn for quite some time. Now, finally, I get to see what all the excitement is about.

"Sammy," I looked up at the youngest member of Connect 3, Nate, "wanna play some Rock Band?" I nodded in delight.

I couldn't help but be a little nervous. Not ALL of the stories Shane and Mitchie shared with me about Camp Rock were good ones. Especially the ones about some witch named Tess Tyler. I don't even wanna meet her. I'll probably beat the crap outta her for trying to mess up Shane and Mitchies relationship, and for trying to sell Mitchie out for her own benefit. But right now, I'm not too worried about it. I'm sitting here, playing Rock Band, on my brother and best friends' tour bus for Connect 3, along with Mitchie and Caitlyn. I wasn't sure how much longer it would take us to get there, but this trip doesn't have to end. Ever since we left Connect 3's last show in Toronto, this ongoing trip has been a lot of fun. Mitchie, Caitlyn and I have never been closer, and we would all stay up for hours on end just talking and messing around. Last summer, I wasn't allowed to go anywhere and now, I'm not going to let anything stop me..ESPECIALLY A PERSON.

"Guys, we're almost there!" Mitchie jumped up and down, clapping. I giggled, not taking my eyes off the television screen.

"Fuck yeaa, dude. I need foooood!" Shane laughed.

"Youu eat too much," he said walking in front of the television screen.

"HEY!" Nate laughed.

"Scared yerr gonna lose?"

"Pshh, youu wish." I smirked at him, looking at him for only a moment before gluing my eyes back to the screen. The end of 'One Step Closer' by Linkin Park came to an end, and I had, of course, won.

"Ha, in yerr face Nate!" I shouted as we stood up. He chuckled, moving close enough to me to whisper in my ear.

"There's always next time." I smirked.

"Oh, so youu ENJOY getting yerr butt kicked?" He smirked back.

"Maybe by youu." I gave him a questioning look and we both broke out into laughter.

"Look! There's the sign!" Everyone looked out the window to see the Camp Rock sign as we slowly, but surely, entered the camp. Luckily for us, the tour bus would stay at the camp at all times, and all of us have keys, just incase we don't wanna sleep in a cabin. The bus pulled to a stop and the doors opened.

"Let's go have some funn!" We all piled off together and made sure to stay in a group. Everyone waved to Mitchie and Caitlyn, and fawned over Shane and the guys, but then they would whisper when they saw me, wondering who I was, no doubt. I was too excited to care. We made our way through to the mess hall where everyone would get their schedules and whatnot. Once we walked in, our uncle immediately came and greeted us.

"Well ello there guys. I'm quite surprised to see you Sam!" I smiled.

"I HAD to come. Shane and Mitchie woulda killed me if I didn't." He chuckled.

"Sounds just like 'em. Anywho, here's yerr schedules and cabin numbers." He handed us a sheet of paper with all of the information on it. We thanked him and went looking for the cabins.

"I'm probably gonna hate my roommates." I sighed as I trudged to the cabin. Caitlyn giggled.

"I doubt it. Me and Mitchie ARE yerr roommates." I smiled.

"As if things could get any better." Us three girls walked into our cabin, which was quite roomy. I light knock on the door got us to turn around and look at Jason, the eldest of Connect 3.

"Youu guys said youu were hungry, right?" Caitlyn giggled and Jason blushed. I quirked an eyebrow at the two of them.

'Something is definently up.' I shook away my thoughts and smiled.

"I am effinn starving!" Jason laughed and motioned for all of us to follow him back to the mess hall where there was, hopefully, food. My stomach growled at the smell of freshly baked cupcakes and fried chicken. I licked my lips.

"Mitchie, i love yerr mom." She chuckled.

"Don't we all?" We rounded up all the food we could fit on our trays and found a table where the guys were sitting. Since last year was the first year they had been here, it wasn't as hectic (with fans and all.)

"Goddamn! Did youu guys get enough?" We all smiled and nodded. The guys laughed and I could Jason and Cait sharing a longing sort of look. It was cute, so I will most definetly ask Cait about it later. Everyone was caught up in their own conversations and whatnot, when I saw him. I gasped and got Shane's attention.

"Shane, turn around and tell me what youu see." He turned and snarled. Yeaa, snarled. The person in sight turned and looked at the group, his smile dropping when he saw me and Shane.

"What the hell is he doing here?" I felt tears well up in my eyes as I ran a finger over the scar on my left arm. It was the only memory I was forced to relive over and over again whenever I touched it. Then, my worst nightmare came true. He started walking our way. I didn't know what to do, and I think I even forgot to breathe. Nate, sitting next to me, put an arm around my shoulders and drew me close.

"We won't let him hurt youu ever again Sammy, I promise." He whispered. I smiled lightly and he approached Shane, who stood up as if on command.

"Get out of here Troy. Yerr not welcome here." Shane glared the boy down intensely. Troy smirked.

"Oh yeaa? What are youu gonna do? Watch me kill her?" My breath hitched in my throat.