Hello world I am back from my almost never ending hiatus. And let me tell you it has taken A LOT for me to come back to writing. My dad erased my entire hard-drive and I basically have been in a fanfiction writing depression for the past year. So now I'm here and alive to say "I'm back!"

I know Camp Rock isn't out yet but what the heck I'll write a story about it anyway!

This is NOThow I think the movie should go this is just my telling of Mitchie and her time at Camp Rock in the fanfiction universe.

Disclaimer: If I owned Camp Rock I would have kidnapped the Nick Jonas and kept him captive in my closet. But as you might know he's on tour and my closet is unfortunately empty.

MITCHIE POV

"Oh my god!!" I squealed as my mom and I pull up to the camp in our beat up old Volkswagen. This was going to be a Summer to remember. I, Mitchie Torres, was going to spend 4 weeks, well actually 5, at the legendary Camp Rock! I'm not like the other campers though, I don't have the funds to attend the actual camp so some of the time I'll be washing dishes in the kitchen.

"Welcome to your new home for the next month," my mom hugged me and then helped me unload our luggage from the back seat. We had to be here a week early since my mom was a full time staff member.

There were light orange signs with arrows that read 'Administration and Faculty this way' with the arrow showing the way. We arrived at the center of the camp, the mess hall. A giant banner with bright red writing that matched the Camp Rock sign read 'WELCOME ALL'.

I shuffled in after my mom. We headed to a table labeled staff registration. A middle aged man with tattoos up and down his left arm didn't even look up and mumbled, "Name?". My mom and I exchanged a glance.

"Connie and Mitchie Torres," my mom pulled out her drivers license. The guy looked up his name pin said 'Andy'. "Ah, our chef and her kitchen rat are here," Andy stated making me feel ashamed.

My mother put a hand on my shoulder. "Connie, you are in the women staff cabin. Bunk 12. Mitchie, I want you to know that every cabin here has a name and a theme you may not switch cabins. Your in Cabin Glamour, by random drawing mind you, you can pick whichever of the 4 beds you want. Each cabin had a brother or sister cabin they are teamed with. Shoo dish-bug go find your cabin and don't interrupt the meeting that's about to begin," Andy said pushing me towards the exit.

My mom blew me a kiss and mouthed 'go'. I walked through the grounds with my two suitcases and a duffel bag until I was at a white cabin. Glamour was painted in cursive in a nice purple color and you could see Gold curtains. I opened the door and stepped into my new home.

Shane's POV:

I was sitting in my manager's uncomfortable stuffed up office ignoring him drone on about my behavior. Sure I had done a few things, but nothing too terrible, but here I am being punished somehow or another.

What am I supposed to do, sit back and be a goody-goody like Nate or and dumbo like Jason. The answer is NO! Nothing I did was that terrible. I just ruined a couple paparazzi cameras and flicked them off. Well there was that time I pushed our backup bass off stage and he broke his arm. Who cares about those little infractions, nobody!

"So Shane you need to pull yourself together, and I know just how you can do that," uh-oh here's the final verdict, "you're going to Camp Rock with Nate and Jason." "What!" I yelled standing up and kicking over the chair I had been sitting in.

"How do you expect me to waste my entire summer at some lame-o camp!" I was seriously pissed. "It's this or anger management counseling." The punisher threatened. I stormed out of his office as he yelled, "Be ready it starts in one week."

Once I got back to my family's house I rammed the door open. I rushed up the stairs, knocked over my sisters dolls making her cry, and slamming my door. I turned to face my bed, and there was my mother sitting as composed as ever looking at me.

"Pack up Shane, I'm not putting up with your behavior any longer. Your leaving along with the others tomorrow. I can't control you anymore so I'm taking that power off of my shoulders. Have fun at camp," she said monotone-ly. I knew she was extremely disappointed.

The three suitcases were set out on my bed waiting for me. I roughly unzipped them and slid open my closet. I threw in everything I thought necessary for four and a half weeks of hell. I put my guitar in its case and I was ready to be sent off to the fiery pits of the middle of nowhere.

I was actually allowed to come back down to eat dinner with my family. "Shane I hope this next month teaches you something," My father said. I just nodded and looked down at my food. I can't stand disappointing my dad.

"I'm gonna miss you Shaney," Lissa said with her missing teeth lisp. "I'll miss you too squirtle and I'll write every day," I looked down at my seven year old sister.

I dismissed myself from the table and went up to my room. I kicked one of the taunting suitcases and then fell right to sleep. Before I knew it I was being shaken awake by Nate, "Rise and shine sleeping beauty were off on a wonderful adventure to paradise." Nate always had loved camp. "Wait. I thought we were going to camp rock?" Jason stated. I pushed myself out of bed and slapped Jason on the back of the head, hard.

"OW!" Jason yelled. "What the hell are you two doing over here at…" I looked at my clock, "five in the morning!!" This was just unacceptable. "Your mom told us to be here now, we have a driver waiting out front so get dressed," Nate said dragging my suitcases into the hall.

I forced my self into a pair of blue jeans, a purple shirt with a white skeleton on it, and black vans. I grabbed my sidekick cell phone and I was unfortunately ready to go. I walked down the stairs to the entry way. My mom was standing there waiting for me. She didn't say anything to me, but she pecked me on the cheek and gently pushed me towards the door.

I turned around to look at her. "I love you," she stuttered. I smiled and nodded back at her. I opened the door and climbed into the back row of the three row rover. I pulled out my pillow and fell asleep across the back seat.

I woke up when we pulled off the solid road and onto the gravel path. I started hitting my head on the window; then I finally pulled myself upright. Nate rolled down his window and let the camp air into the sweaty car.

We pulled to a stop and unloaded our suitcases; the driver picked up my extra one. We walked to the mess hall where staff registration signs were still hanging. "Hello?" Jason called out. "What, what!" a familiar voice shouted from an office.

"Andy my man get your butt out here!" I shouted. The camp employee ran out of the office with a huge grin on his face. "Connect 3 my greatest success!" he shouted running to give us a hug.

"Oh, you boys must want to put your bags away. Let me go grab your cabin assignments," he ran off then came jogging back. "You're in cabin Reinvention. Your sister cabin is Glamour. Go now put your stuff away we have to set up for arrivals," he verified and nodded towards the door.

Of course they would put us in Reinvention it was the craphole no body wanted. It wasn't nice and painted inside, it was just wood and flannel. I don't think there was a single nice thing in there.

I slowed my walk down to barely moving at all. I needed to throw someone in that lake. That's how I met Jason. "Hey, Shane, just try to be happy, maybe there will be a girl for you here." Nate suggested. "Yeah, maybe you and this girl will like get married!" Jasons blabber had two set of disapproving eyes on him.

"I'm just setting myself up to be thrown in the lake again aren't I?" Jason said stepping away from the path down to the shoreline. I nodded and looked up at our cabin.

It was brown, not painted brown, wood brown. The curtains were flannel. I stepped through the door. There was almost nothing there. There were 2 bunks, a dresser, and a small table. That was it.

I threw my stuff onto the bottom bunk of one of the beds and kicked the wall in frustration. This was going to be a long summer.

MITCHIE POV

It was my second day at camp and of course no one was here yet, but I wasn't complaining. I skipped out on breakfast only because I had woken up late and staff meal time was over. I decided to go down to the lake to burn a little time.

I slid into a red tankini with black sequin on it. I slipped a black silky chiffon dress over me so I wasn't walking half naked around camp. The only pair of flip-flops I had were a dull black but I would have to make do with them.

The camp was quiet. Almost silent except for the bully-like man Andy yelling something about his greatest success (a/n see where we are in the Connect 3 time line now). I just hurried faster down the path to the lake. I already didn't like Andy.

When I reached the shore I laid out my beach towel on the slightly grassy sand. It was warm enough for the water not to freeze me, but not hot enough to be comfortable in the lake. I put my feet in the shallow water and jumped back. It wasn't warm enough for me, yet.

Because I didn't like the feel of the water I just laid on the shore with my hand-me-down iPod in my hands. The music had me dozing off about things I knew would never happen, me and Shane Gray together (he is the hottest man alive), having money for my family, being a Hollywood V.I.P. You know, normal teenage girl stuff.

After listening through a few playlists and developing a slightly noticeable tan I got up and headed back up the trail to my cabin. The mail box attached to the front of the cabin had its purple sparkly flag up. A past camper must have done that because all of the other flags were red. The flag being up meant there was mail.

I opened the box to find two letters for me. One was a note from my mom telling me when I had to come and learn the basics of the kitchen. The other was a letter from the camp administration. I read it carefully.

In short it said that Camp Rock had a computer room, the code for said computer room, and that they would like us to set up our camper page on the website. I smiled. At least there was something to do to ease my boredom.

I put on some real clothes and headed through the labyrinth of cabins up the computer room which was next to the mess hall. I punched in the code and entered into the dim computer lab. There were three computers on, like some people had just left the room moments ago.

I sat down at one of the purring computers. The strange thing was the name they inputted as there username was Nameless S. It was like they didn't want to be found out. This made me wonder who these secretive people were.

I registered and set up my page. I made it look like it fit my personality perfectly. Then it got to the adding friends steps. There were only 3 other people registered now. Who were these mystery people. They all hadn't put there names in all there information wasn't there and they were named Nameless S, Anonymous N, Haha I'm J. It was clear by their pages though, they were boys.

"Who are you mystery boys?" I sighed confused . "Well, I believe that I'm Shane, and you're sitting at my computer." I shrieked and nearly had a heart attack. I swear this room had been empty.

I slowly turned while muttering, "Are you trying to scare me to death!" The guy laughed and stepped into the light. 'Shane Gray! Oh my gosh! How is this happening to me! Did I just pretty much insult Shane Gray!'

"I wasn't now, but you never know during prank weekends," he laughed. 'Oh my lord his laugh was magical.' I giggled in response. "Wow, I think you're the first girl in months who has stood in the same room as me and not scream or tried to rip my clothes off," he shuddered. There has to be a story behind that one.

"Well, I just think that celebrities are normal people," I said as he walked over and sat in one of the chairs. He turned to face me, "That's what the normal people in this world think. They don't see how the media gets to us and lands us in the middle of nowhere wasting our whole summer. Then rumors start spreading that were at drug rehab and life starts to suck."

I guess that his life had been pretty tough lately. "Is that why you're here? Were you forced to come here?" I asked him. "Unless you've been living under a rock; you should know I don't have the nicest attitude," Shane leaned back onto two legs of his chair and sighed.

I had to say, I did hear the stories they told about Shane everywhere, but sitting here with him he seemed like a normal human. "Hey enough about me, why are you here so early?" he said sitting back down on all 4 legs.

'Uh-oh what am I supposed to tell him. He can't know I'm working in the kitchen. He'll be grossed out. AGGHHH' "Oh, um, my mom was going on a cruise so she had to drop me off early," I lied trying to be calm.

"Ah, I see. What cabin are you in?" he said changing the subject. This was something easy to answer "Oh I'm in Glamour, you?" His eyes sparkled like some plan was forming in his mind. "You're my sister cabin. Oh, I can see the pranks now." He stifled his laughter.

"Oh that is so cool!" I jumped out of my chair, "This is going to be a fun ti…" I was cut off by the two missing pieces of Connect 3 running into the computer lab. "Shane there's and issue, we need you," Nate looked over at me confused, "NOW!"

Jason ran and grabbed Shane's wrist pulling him out the door. I could here him yelling, "Sorry!" as they ran away. I walked back to my cabin smiling. This was going to be the best summer of my life. And Shane Gray just made is so much better.

Muahahaha I'M BAAACK! This story will be continuously updated and I promise that I will update it. No more hiatus for muah. Please review it makes me feel like it's worth writing as questions or give suggetions. I LOVE YOU ALLLLLL!!