New story alert!!! Well, it's not exactly new. This story has been complete, and written in my journal since like… early last year. I hope you guys like it! If I get 5 reviews for only the first chapter, you're not just going to get the next chapter; you'll get another old story! Remember, this story was written last year, near summer. So this is based during the summer of last year.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything besides the plot!

It's the last day of school, and unfortunately, my old English teacher wants me to write an essay all about my summer since she likes my writing so much. What's so good about my writing? Well anwayz, what's going to happen during the summer? I'm going to go to the movies and the beach. That's it. Honestly, what else is going to happen?

By the way, my name is Alexandra Russo. Call me Alex. I'm 15, turning 16 over the summer. I'm turning sweet 16 and over the summer and I still have to write an essay. Great way to celebrate…

Well, I'm not so popular; I'm best friends with Mitchie though. Mitchie Torres is the most popular girl in school, and yet she hates it. So much for, "I want to be known!"Now it's, "Being popular is so dang hard!" It started once people found out that she met Shane Grey last summer. They're good friends, but since Shane has a whole bunch of stuff to do, they have barely talked since Camp Rock.

Mitchie just invited me to her End-Of-The-School-Bash. She's having this thing where you enter this contest to get a surprise at the end of the party. I entered just because, and now I just realized that I don't even know what I'm going to get once I win…

Fast Forward: Party!

6 o'clock… party time! Okay, not so party time. It's 7 and the whole time I've been here, I've been sitting in the corner.

Mitchie: Okay everyone, did everyone enter for the contest?

Guests: *scream*

Mitchie: Everyone, we're not at a concert! At least not yet…

I wasn't paying attention. I don't do very well at that.

Mitchie: Concert, people, a concert! Tonight, at 8. A sold-out CONNECT 3 CONCERT!

Guests: *scream*

Mitchie: Calm down! Look, I'm only choosing 2 names, ONLY 2.

The guests quieted down to hear the 2 names. I noticed how everything was quiet so I started paying attention.

Mitchie: The first person is… Cody Ryan!

Cody Ryan: *runs up* awesome! Hey, Miles, I have your birthday present! A concert date!

Miley: Oh my god, Cody! You rock!

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Miley is the most self-centered person I've ever met. We barely talk, but I know about her because she's Mitchie's Rival. Miley's always insulting Mitchie about her clothes and that she's fat. She went so low, that Mitchie was left crying on the bathroom floor.

Miley: You're so dang fat, Mitchie! You should be lucky that THE Shane Grey even likes you as a friend! Your clothes aren't the best looking either. Neither is your smile. What are you trying to do? Show everyone that you need braces? You're so ugly!

Flashback:

Mitchie: *in tears*

Miley: Mitchie, look at how weak you are!You're crying because of me just calling you names? You're so stupid!

Mitchie: *runs into the girl's bathroom*

Me: Mitchie! Wait! *runs after her*

Mitchie: *locked up in one of the stalls* It's true! Why do I have to be so freaking ugly, Alex?

Me: *Banging on the door*Mitchie open up!

Mitchie: *slowly opens the door*

Me: *runs up to her and hugs her* Mitchie, you are a beautiful girl and an awesome singer! Whatever the heck she says is a lie because she's so jealous of you!

Mitchie: *shakes her head* I don't believe you!

Me: *holds her tighter, crying myself* Mitchie, you're my best friend, and I would never lie to you. You're a human, everyone feels bad. Miley's just a freako who thinks she's on top of the 's not even close to the top of a blade of grass!

Mitchie: *giggles*

Me: *Smiles and pulls away from the hug* There's my Mitchie! My Mitchie is touching the stars, with nothing to be afraid of. Keep your head up, and never believe about the bad things people tell you. Believe in yourself, because I don't want to be the only one.

Mitchie: *hugs me* Alex, you're the .

Me: *hugs back* No problem.

End of flashback

Anywayz, she got over that. Mitchie only invited Cody, but apparently he dragged Miley along.

Mitchie: And the second person is…. Alex! Woo Hoo!

Guests: Who? Alex? Who's that?

Me: *rolls eyes and walks up to her and gets the ticket*

I sat back down with the ticket. 4th row? Dang! I looked up and found everyone staring at me. Angry stares… Is that girl holding a stick?

Cody walked up to me with Miley.

Cody: Do you mind if you give Miley here that ticket?

Me: In a million years! This is probably going to be the first concert I'm ever going to be at in my life.

Miley: *whines and tugs on Cody's T-shirt* Cody, a want the ticket!

I was so close to laughing my head off. She couldn't be serious. And, yet… she was…

They walked away.

Cody: *whispering* Don't worry, that ticket WILL be yours.

I was freaking out inside. Cody is pretty strong. What the heck will he do? I left the party early, without anyone noticing. Heck, I bet if I were on a motorcycle with a monkey on a tricycle right behind me no one would notice me anyway.

Something squeezed my wrist. I screamed, trying to pull away. It pulled me closer to his face, but I already knew who it was.

Me: Cody!