Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Rock….though I wish I did. :P

Mitchie felt her heart pounding against her chest as they pulled into camp rock. Her breath caught in her throat as she took in her surroundings. Smiling widely, she jumped out of the van when they stopped. She took a deep breath and sighed softly as she let it out. She turned to her mom excitedly.

"Go ahead," Connie said grinning at her daughter.

Mitchie squealed and took off towards the cabin she was assigned to. She ran up the steps and threw open the door. She walked to the center of the room and slowly turned in place, taking in every detail as she did when her and her mom first reached the camp. She stopped as she realized for the first time there was somebody sitting on the bed closest to the wall. "O-oh..um, hi," she stammered out.

Jason smiled as she finally noticed him. "Finally, I'm not invisible anymore," he said dramatically.

Mitchie giggled. "Um, this isn't your cabin is it?" she asked, hoping that he was in the wrong place.

"Nope," he said brightly. "Is it yours?"

"Yeah, at least I think it is," Mitchie said. She set her bags and guitar on the bed closest to the door and went back outside to check the name on the side of the cabin. Seeing that it was the right one, she went back inside to see Jason still in the same spot, his head cocked to the side.

"Is it?" he asked again.

"Yeah," Mitchie said confused. "Can I ask you something?"

"You can," Jason said.

"This isn't meaning to sound rude or anything, but why are you here?"

"I want to make a birdhouse. Oh and I was told to meet Shane and Nate here," Jason said. "We used to stay in this cabin back when we all used to be campers. This is where Connect 3, connected."

"So that part is true," Mitchie said and sat on the bed next to Jason. "Was Shane always that 'diva' pop star that he pretends to be?"

"No, he was always down to earth. Then the fame came. Oh, hey, I rhymed." He smiled widely at Mitchie. "I'm Jason by the way."

"I know," Mitchie said laughing. "I'm Mitchie. It's nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you too Mitchie." Jason gazed at the door and stood up. "There they are," he said as Shane and Nate walked through the door.

"Jason, we were looking everywhere for you," Nate said. "Though we figured you…" his voice trailed off as he noticed Mitchie for the first time. "Who's she?"

"Mitchie," Jason said grinning. "This is her cabin."

"Your cabin? Uncle Brown specifically told me that I'd be staying here," Shane said to Mitchie.

Mitchie met his angry gaze. "Excuse me?"

"Are you hard of hearing? Should I speak up some?" Shane glared at her. "This is my cabin," he said, his voice rising in volume

Mitchie stood up slowly. "No, I'm not hard of hearing you selfish prick," she said, no emotion on her face.

"Mitchie, you don't wanna do that," Jason said, his face showing concern for her. She looked at him and he shook his head. "Come on; let's go see if there was some sort of mix up. I'll go with you," he said grabbing her arm and leading her towards the door.

Mitchie looked back and glared at Shane as Jason all but pushed her out the door. "What's his problem?" she huffed. "He not get laid or something?"

"You don't know do you?" Jason asked.

"Know what?"

Jason held up his hand. "Purity ring. The three of us have one."

Mitchie's blushed. "Oh, um, I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry? He was rude and shouldn't have been." He shook his head and sighed softly. "I don't know what's wrong with him, but maybe his stay here will help him overcome whatever he's going through."

Mitchie shook her head. "I don't think so. If he's getting mad at something as simple as not having that cabin, then hope is lost with that one."

Jason laughed. "I like you, you're funny."

"Like who?"

Jason and Mitchie jumped and turned around. "Brown, long time no see. Just the guy we were looking for," Jason said. "Did you tell Shane that he could have the cabin that me, Nate and him shared when we were campers?"

"Yeah, I thought that he'd be more comfortable there," Brown said. "Not that he really should be," he added.

"Then where's Mitchie supposed to sleep?" Jason asked.

"Mitchie? As in Connie's daughter?" he looked at Mitchie. "I just met up with your mom not that long ago, lovely lady. But as for the question, your name somehow ended up in the list for that cabin. I could have you move somewhere else if you'd like." Brown looked down at the clipboard in his hands. "But the other cabins are full, except where you're mom is staying. Mind if you stay there till I can get thing situated?"

"Yes, please. I don't think I can stay in the same place very long with that...thing," she said shuttering at the thought.

"Good, we'll get you settled in somewhere soon," Brown said then walked off.

"Now that that's settled, let's go get your belongings," Jason said and walked back with Mitchie.

"Finally. Are you going to be staying here or are you leaving?" Shane asked as soon as they walked through the door.

Mitchie ignored him. "Hey, Jason, will you help?" When he nodded she handed him her guitar and a smaller bag while she grabbed her two bigger bags. Smiling at him she turned to Nate. "Nice to…somewhat meet you," she said before leaving with Jason following behind.

Ok, so this is my first camp rock fanfic. Let me know what you think of it so far. The more reviews the faster I'll update.