Camp Rock 2: The Reunion:
OKAY! So another story, that I probably won't keep up with. LOL. But I have a few ideas running around in my head and I need to get out. I promise to try to keep up with this and CR Family, but ONLY if review keep coming in! lol. Anyways, I hope you like it!
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Disclaimer: No, I do not own the Jonas Brothers or Demi Lovato or Camp Rock or anything that has to do with any of the above. I own my made up characters, such as Shay in this case.
Shay Michaela Grey: To put it simply, if Shane were a girl, this is what he'd look like (BTW there's a makeover in my profile if you need a better image) Shay has short black hair, dark skin and eyes. She's into fashion and loathes liars. She's very bitter about her parents' death and her brother's fame.
Full Summary: Shane and Mitchie got together after Final Jam and have been going strong, despite the separation of Shane's touring, for a year. When they return to Camp Rock with Caitlyn, Nate and Jason, they are surprised to find Shane's twin sister, Shay Michaela there as well. Shay and Shane haven't spoke in two years, since their parents' death. Their parents were hit by a drunk driver on the way to a Connect 3 concert featuring Shay. And to the day, Shay had yet to perform, write or play any music, but that's all about to change.
Shay Michaela Grey:
Brown Cesario walked to the front door to what had once been his sister's house. He sighed raggedly before ringing the doorbell. He wasn't sure how this conversation he was about to have would go, but he was sure how it would end.
"Uncle Brown?" a short girl, 5'2" maybe, with dark hair and tan skin answered the door slightly confused.
"Ello, Shay," Brown's thick accent filled the air.
"W-Why are you here?" Shay stuttered slightly. She knew why he was here, but she was hoping maybe he'd give up. For the past two summers, Brown had showed up on her doorstep begging her to come back to Camp Rock and re-find herself, but she wouldn't.
Apparently last year, they had convince her brother to go and he had found the 'old Shane'. Yeah, that's right, her brother was Shane Grey of Connect 3. Woop-tee-freakin-doo.
"Can't I come in first?" Brown smirked sarcastically.
"I guess," Shay stepped aside to let him pass. She then saw her aunt, formally known as Dee La Duke, stepped out of the truck in the driveway and walked to the door.
"Hey Shay-Shay," Dee smiled brightly; she was glowing.
That's when Shay noticed it, the large bump across her aunt's middle and she laughed lightly, "Congrats, Aunt Dee!"
"Thanks, Sweetie," Dee hugged her before walking into the living room.
"So that's why you came," Shay smiled with an inward sigh of relief.
"That's not the only reason we came, Shay," Brown shook his head.
Shay sighed as she closed the door and joined them in the living room, "I'm not going back, Brown."
"Why not?" Dee argued.
"Because I don't want to!" Shay screeched.
"Why not?" Brown persisted.
"You know why," Shay muttered.
"Music isn't what killed them," Dee paced to her niece quickly and wrapped her arm around her shoulders.
"If we hadn't begged them to come, they would've been safe at home," Shay began to cry, "it was my fault, Dee. How can I be happy when my parents are dead…Because of me?"
"No, no, no," Dee shook her head vigorously as she enveloped Shay in her arms, "it wasn't your fault. It was the drunk driver's fault. He ran the red light, it was his fault…"
"But they should've just stayed home, but, but I begged!"
"Love," Brown said quietly as he came over and squatted in front of the sobbing girl, "everything happens for a reason. If it hadn't been a car wreck it would've been something else, don't blame yourself."
"It's so hard not to," Shay's tears had slowed.
"I understand," Brown nodded, "but do you really thing your mom and dad would want you to be so upset all the time? Do you think they'd want you to quit your music when you have so much potential? I don't think so. James and Sara loved music, but mostly your music, yours and Shane's music. The wouldn't want you to be like this."
Shay sat silently and let everything sink in.
"Shane misses you," Dee told her quietly.
Shay scoffed, "He's the one that left. I've been in the same place for two years."
Flash back:
Shay, Shane and the other members of Connect 3 were on their first tour. They were in New York City, about 45 minutes from their home town. Shay had been calling her mother all day and begging her to come to the show because she hadn't seen them in a few weeks and she missed her parents.
Shay was the opening act and as the music started she danced out on to the stage and began to sing her heart out only to have her best friend, Jason Green, run out on to the stage and completely stop her performance.
Jason said nothing he simply dragged her off stage. Shay heard a member of security announcing to the booing crowd that there had been an emergency and that their money would be reimbursed.
"What's going on?" Shay demanded once she was back stage.
"Shay," the main security guard, Rob, said softly, "Your parents…They, they were in an accident," he looked sad; Shay felt tears fill her eyes, "they didn't make it."
"What?!" Shay screeched, "What do you mean they didn't make it? Is this some kind of sick joke? What the hell, Rob?"
"They're dead," Shane spat from his spot on the couch.
"No," Shay shook her head frantically, "NO!"
Shay crumbled to the ground and wept. Jason quickly took her in his arms and held her close to him and tried to comfort her. Nate went over to Shane and tried to comfort him some way, but Shane simply looked forward and only let one tear drop down his face.
They eventually got the teens to the tour bus. Shane immediately went to his bunk and didn't say a word. Shay followed him.
"Shane," her voice wavered as she sat on the edge of the bed.
He didn't say anything.
"Shane, please," Shay begged for her brother to acknowledge her, "talk to me."
"Leave me alone," Shane's hoarse voice shook, but he didn't look at her.
"Shane," she whimpered.
"I said leave me alone!" Shane demanded loudly before turning over to face the wall.
And that was the last Shay heard from her brother and she'd planned on keeping it that way.
End of Flashback
"Shay, Honey, he was upset," Dee soothed, "which is no excuse to not show up to the funeral or be absent for the past two years, but that was the only way he could handle it. But he's changed and he misses you. He came by not too long ago, he told us, but you weren't home or something. He wants to make this work."
If the truth were told, Shay missed him too. Everyday she pulled out the box of family pictures that she had hidden and wept. Even after two years, she wept.
Shane Michael Grey made is way into his girlfriend's driveway before shutting the car off and getting out. He walked slowly to the door. He had just talked to his Uncle Brown who was going to speak to his sister; his sister he hadn't spoke two in almost two years. He hadn't told Mitchie about his family because it was still very hard on him to accept.
That was the reason for he behavioral problem: he was angry with himself for abandoning her.
He knocked on the door and it was soon answered by Mitchie's smiling face. She squealed before jumping in his arms and hugging him tightly.
He hugged her back, grateful for the embrace, before walking into the house and greeted Mitchie's parents, Connie and Steve.
Mitchie soon guided him to her room and he sighed as he sat on the bed.
"What's wrong, Shane?" Mitchie asked sitting next to him, running her fingers thru his black, straight hair.
He figured it was time to tell her, after all, they'd been together almost a year. Shane sighed again, "Uncle Brown just called…"
"Is everybody alright?"
"I don't know," Shane shook his head slightly, "Mitch, there are some things you need to know. And it's gunna be real hard for me to tell you."
"What is it, Shane?" Mitchie began to panic.
"Two years ago," he inhaled deeply and closed his eyes to hold back tears, "two years ago, may parents were k-killed in a, uh, car wreck," he darted his eyes towards her quickly but then refocused them on the wall in front of him, "leaving me and my, uh, twin with the house and large amounts of money, but what good is that without parents?"
"I'm sorry, Shane," she continued to run her fingers thru his hair as her other hand grabbed his, "What'd Brown want?"
"He's going to talk to Shay," Shane answered quietly, "about coming to Camp Rock."
"I'll go," Shay said after some more convincing, "but I'm not promising anything. And if I want to leave, I will leave. Okay?"
Brown and Dee shrugged, "Okay."
"So," Shay began after a few minutes of silence, "How far along are you Aunt Dee?"
"Five months!" Dee squealed causing the other two people to smirk.
"I bet the campers are gunna freak," Shay laughed.
Brown laughed shortly, "Probably."
A week passed by and it was now time for the extremely long, silent car ride to Camp Rock for Shay. She had dug out her guitar and old writing journals and dusted them off and packed them. She sat in her Jeep Liberty in her driveway for a good 15 minutes trying to convince herself to stay home.
She had no reason to stay home because there was nothing there. She had graduated high school, but hadn't gone to college. She had no friends or family other than Brown, Dee and, and Shane.
She braced herself for the encounter before pulling out of the driveway and driving the all too familiar path to Camp Rock.
"Is Shay coming?" Nate asked carefully as Shane joined him, Jason and Caitlyn (Nate's girlfriend) in the limo.
"I don't know," Shane answered wearily, "Brown never called back or answered."
"Mitchie!" Caitlyn squealed as Mitchie stepped in as well.
"Caitlyn!" Mitchie squealed back and enveloped her best friend in a hug.
Caitlyn had been with Nate off and on since the summer before Connect 3 got signed, so almost four years, yeah, they started 'dating' at 13.
She also knew the situation with Shane and Shay. Once upon a time, Shay had been Caitlyn's mentor and friend, but that all change after her parents died.
The trip to camp was pretty fun for the five young people as they talked about the memories of the past summer and ones to make this summer.
Shane was fairly quiet because he was too busy thinking of his sister and hoping she'd be there. He missed her so much.
Shay sighed as she stepped out of her vehicle and headed to her uncle's office to receiver her schedule and what not. She was going to be an instructor, fun stuff right? Yeah, not really.
"Ello, Love," Brown smiled and hugged his niece.
"Hey, Uncle Brown, Aunt Dee," she hugged her aunt as well before placing her hand on Dee's stomach, "Baby Cesario."
Dee laughed, "I can't wait to see the campers' faces!"
Shay laughed, "Where's my schedule?"
"Right here," Brown handed her a sheet of paper.
According to the schedule, Shay would be doing vocal lessons and song writing. Joy to the freakin' world.
"I'm putting you as a chaperon in cabin 7 over Caitlyn Gellar and Mitchie Torres," Brown informed her.
Shay choked back tears. She loved Caitlyn. She was the little sister Shay never had. Now, Mitchie Torres, on the other hand, Shay wasn't too fond of. Brown had told Shay about Shane and Mitchie's relationship and how it all got started with a lie, and Shay hates liars.
After talking to her aunt and uncle for a few minutes, she left to go to the all to familiar cabin and unpack.
As she was unloading her vehicle, a shining, black limo pulled up pretty close to her.
She rolled her eyes, she remembered how everyone at this place was high class.
But when she began to see the all too familiar faces come out of the vehicle, everything in her arms fell.
"We're here!" Mitchie and Caitlyn squealed as the pulled into Camp Rock.
There were only a handful of cars parked one of which was a Jeep Liberty with the back door opened.
As they began piling out, their happiness was interrupted by a loud noise.
Mitchie looked in the direction of the noise and saw a petite girl who seemed frozen in her place with a pile of suitcases at her feet.
Shane almost fell over when he looked in the direction of the noise and found his twin sister staring back at him frozen in her spot.
"Shay," Shane breathed out.
Shay shook her head, "I can't do this."
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