A/N: The girl is an OC, obviously, and I hope y'all enjoy!

A 12-year-old girl walked into the Camp Rock Opening Night Jam and scanned it for any familiar faces. She straightened out her pink spaghetti-strapped shirt up against he mini shorts with her black leggings, sighed, and put her head down.

"Victoria?" A voice scoffed. Her head shot up.

"Oh, hi Tess." Victoria mumbled.

"Yeah, and why are you here?" Tess rudely asked.

"Uhm, I'm here because I can be?" She responded.

"Right, well..." She turned to her two peers, Ashley and Caitlyn.

"See you later?" Victoria offered.

"Hopefully not," Tess sneered. "Let's go girls."

"Right..." Victoria sighed turning around to watch Tess and her two "friends" walk off. "Of course."

She backed up a few steps and turned around to-SMACK! She collided with a brunette, bushy haired male, about the same age as her.

"I am so sorry!" Victoria apologized, looking across at him on the floor.

The boy stood up and offered his hand. "It wasn't your fault. I should be the one apologizing." He said with a smile.

She smiled and grabbed his waiting hand, pulling herself up. "No, you shouldn't be." She disagreed. "It really was my fault."

"No way, I-"

"Dude! You should so try this bean dip! It's ah-mazinggg!" An older brunette- almost black haired- male teenager exclaimed, suddenly appearing.

"I know! It's totally wicked!" Another- even older- male teenager agreed, also arriving from thin air.

"Oh, who's she?" the younger of the older two asked, just realizing she was there.

"Oh, right. Guys, this is... uh..." The Froboy went blank.

"Victoria, Victoria Murdock." She smiled, filling in, offering her hand.

"I'm Jason." the oldest one said, shaking her hand.

"Shane." The other one smiled, also shaking her hand.

"And, uhm... I'm... uh..." The youngest stuttered, rubbing the back of his neck.

Shane raised an eyebrow. "He's Nate."

"Right, I'm Nate," He smiled, taking his hand from behind his neck and shaking hers. Her hand, not her neck.

Victoria pulled her and back after receiving all their names and hand shakes, smiled and nodded. "Cool."

"So, Victoria, that's a cool name." Shane said.

She smiled, "Thanks."

"Do you have a nickname for it? Like, Vicki, Vick, Vicksters..."

Victoria laughed. "No, my friends call me Torrie.

The three boys nodded back.

"So are you guys gonna sing or something?" She asked.

"No!" Shane replied. "Are you?"

"Uhm, no." She laughed nervously. "I suck."

"Then why are you at this Camp?" Jason inquired.

"Dude..." Nate reprimanded him.

"What?" Jason shrugged.

"I'm sure you're great," Nate smiled, making her return it.

"No, not really." Torrie shrugged. "So why aren't you guys gonna sing?"

"Well, I can sing," Shane stated proudly. "I don't know about these losers." He pointed to the two on either side of him.

"Hey! I can sing and play guitar!" Jason argued.

"Yeah, me too!" Nate agreed.

"Goodness, are you guys, like, brothers or something?" Torrie asked.

The three looked at each other and started chuckling. "No, we just met." Jason laughed.

"Seriously?" Torrie gaped in disbelief. "Because you guys fight like brothers and look related."

There was silence for a few seconds until Shane casually broke it. "Whatever." He shrugged. "the point is we probably don't sound good together. I mean, like, I know I sound great but I dunno about us doing playing together."

"Have you tried it?" Torrie interrupted before he could ramble on about how great he was.

"Well, no, but-"

"You don't know unless you try it." She grinned.

The boys grinned back. "Right," Nate agreed.

And thus, Connect 3 was born... Those four had a great summer together, hanging out, being crazy kids, but it all ended when the boys got a Contract and left poor Torrie hanging. Now four years later, that eleven, almost twelve year old, now fifteen, is finally returning to the Camp full of good and bad memories, good and bad people, and, little did she know, Connect 3.

A/N: I know, I know... short and stupid. But, I kinda like it... Sooooo.. tell me if I should continue. I know not many people like OC fics, but... oh well! JK! But, Please review! Thanks!