A/N: So hi guys this is the first chapter of my brand new story (duh!) I have like 3 chaps already so I will be finishing this one! It starts off like a bit HSM (I have no idea why I went in that direction I was just typing) but if you're looking for a HSM like story you will be disappointed because as the title says its only a fairytale beginning. Enjoy! Oh and the song: Dustland Fairytale- The killers
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not any of the Camp rock characters or the killers and their amazing lyrics… oh if only!
A DUSTLAND FAIRYTALE BEGINNING
JUST ANOTHER WHITE TRASH COUNTY KISS
61 LONG BROWN HAIR AND FOOLISH EYES
HE LOOK JUST LIKE YOU'D WANT HIM TO
SOME KIND OF SLICK CHROME AMERICAN PRINCE
It was 2004 he was 16 and untouched by fame not many people outside of Westmont high knew the name Shane Gray. No one knew what this Shane Gray was capable of. What would become of Shane Gray?
Shane stepped out of the bus and took in the sights, the camp was bustling with young people excited to be starting a summer at the brand new camp rock.
Shane's music teacher had given him the brochure and recommend he attend, saying his talent shouldn't be hidden from the world. Shane had just nodded and left the room. He had no intentions of 'revealing' his talents to anyone let alone the world. He was Shane Gray captain of the school basketball team and the stereo typical jock.
Ever since ms. Dunne had caught him singing she had urged him to participate in all school productions musicals, talent shows, parents evenings and everything like it. She had caught him in the hall after everyone had left practice and Shane thought he was alone singing and busting out some of his cringe worthy moves. She had remarked on what a wonderful performer he was.
Shane crumpled up the brochure and shoved it into the bottom of his bag not to be discovered again until the end of the year.
The next day as the bell rang and people were shuffling out of Ms. Dunne's class Ms Dunne called Shane's name out.
"Could you stay back please, I need to talk to you."
Shane's mates all smirked and gave him that look that said -someone's in trouble-
"Hate That!" Carrey Johnston exclaimed.
Shane knew exactly what Ms. Dunne wanted to speak to him about and he really wished he could just be in trouble like his friends had expected.
"Yes Ms.?" Shane Smiled
"Have you thought anymore about that Camp Rock?"
"I can't say I have Ms."
"Why are you so defiant Shane?"
"Why are you so persistent Ms. "
"Shane, you have a talent. Why would you want to waste it?"
"It's not my thing."
"Shane this is an amazing opportunity, you could make it your thing. I have been asked to select one person to be offered a scholarship, a hidden talent. If you don't want to do it I will be forced to pick someone else. At least think about it. Nobody will know you there."
"I'll think about it Ms."
And he did he thought long and hard about it. He thought about how much he loved singing and had been afraid to do it in front of the school. Everybody knew him as the amazing sports guy he didn't want to break that image. Besides there was only really one other guy in that circle and he was pretty sure that he was gay. The idea of going to a camp where no one knew him and popularity wasn't based on how much of a jock you were excited him. He knew he had to go and so when Ms. Dunne asked him the next day he practically bit her hand off.
Shane looked around at his fellow campers some of them had already culminated into little groups.
He felt so out of place.
it had been a while since he had felt like this. He had arrived in high school with a pre existing rep his older brother Santiago had been a legend in the school and most of his classmates had been in his old school.
Now he knew no one.
Shane scanned the masses searching for similar people, someone he could get along with. All he saw were music geeks like the ones he used to beat up back at home.
"Ahem!" Shane was interrupted from his thoughts by the boy behind him clearing his throat.
"You gonna stand there all day, you're blocking the door! We might have all summer in this dump but I don't plan on spending half of it standing here."
Shane shuffled a few steps to the side and turned around to face the little runt of a boy who had previously spoken to him.
The boy was several inches shorter than Shane. He had tight brown curls which framed his adorable little face. His eyebrows were perfectly shape and he squinted at Shane through dreamy brown eyes that a girl could easily get lost in, (not that Shane noticed this.) He wore a checked shirt with the sleeves rolled up and black skinny jeans with cons.
"Happy ?" Shane grunted
"Not ecstatic 'bout it or anything but it's a nice change of scenery from the back of your head I suppose."
Shane stared at the little kid most people wouldn't dare talk to Shane like that. He had to give the kid props.
"Shane Gray," He said "And you are?"
"Nathaniel Guganheimer, Rock god in the making."
Shane was amazed at the little kid's outstanding confidence.
"I'd drop the name if I were you."
"Why? What's wrong with Nathaniel Guganheimer"
"What's right with Nathaniel Guganheimer"
"Well…" The little kid smiled pervertedly
"Well nothing, its goofy!"
"It's catchy!"
"Nope it's goofy, I'm gonna call you Nate okay"
"You can call me anything you want, Shaney." With that he shot Shane the same perverted smile.
Shane Just looked at the kid in disbelief he was one of the weirdest little people he'd ever met.
Shane decided he did not want to hang around this lecherous little guy any longer
"Later." Shane grunted and walked in any direction away from Nate
"Toodles!" Nate shouted after him
Damn that kids weird Shane said to himself.
At that a strange woman with long brown curly hair dressed in matching denims stood up on a make shift stage.
"Welcome lucky Campers to Camp Rock! I can tell you that this summer is going to be the best of your life it's going to be off the chain. For shizzle. I'm Dee and over the next month you will be seeing a whole lot of me!"
"Great" Shane sighed sarcastically he didn't like that woman she was weird and overly excited for a middle aged woman planning to spend her summer with some hopeless freaks.
"Not so happy to be here are we?"
Shane turned around to see a pretty brunette smiling at him.
She had a full fringe which stopped just below her eyebrows and her hair was poker straight hanging just below her shoulder. Her eyes were brown and full of life. Her smile was big and her face was accentuated with cute little dimples. She wore a baggy floral print t-shirt and yellow skinny jeans with cute ballet pumps.
"I guess you could say that."
"Why so glum"
"I'm not glum, I just don't particularly enjoy people who are completely passed it trying to regain their youth by hanging out with teenagers and trying to speak slang… seriously next she'll be wearing a backwards cap and low-riders! but in fairness anything is an improvement on the matching denims she looks like she should be doing a jig with the rest of bewitched."
"Your mean" the girl sighed
"No I'm Shane" he smirked
With that the pretty brunette perked up and smiled "Hey I'm Ella" she exclaimed as she outstretched her hand.
Shane looked at her hand for a second before realising she wanted him to shake her hand
"Hi"
What a weird little girl Shane thought At least the camp isn't short of pretty fickle girls. I might be able to work this to my advantage.
Shane diverted his attention back to the woman on stage. It seemed she had continued talking the whole time, about what: Shane had no Idea. Everyone around him seemed to be fascinated hanging on the woman's very word ohhing and ahhing or laughing in the right places.
"So kiddies this is the point where I hand you over to the lovely Brown to tell you which cabins you will be staying in ... not that there will be much time to sleep with all the activities we will be doing!, so give it up for Brown"
The camp erupted in applause as an averaged height middle aged blonde man stepped up on the platform.
"Soo" The man spoke in a heavy English accent "As you may already know my name is Brown" he smiled causing a light giggle among the campers
"Noooo waaaay!" Shane remarked a little too loudly
Everyone turned to face Shane but Shane continued to stare at the charismatic chap in shock.
People were whispering about whether Shane was a little bit special until Brown interrupted
"This would be my nephew shanial gray, thank you for the imput Shanial so if we can get back to the assigning of the cabins that would be jolly good."
Millions of thoughts were running though Shane's head what the hell is brown doing here? he's supposed to be in England. Hey if he's in America how come I don't know about it? Why the hell did he have to call me Shanial? that is so going to stick with me now. Who's that pretty blonde? wait what is he saying? shit I wasn't listening.
"Cabin 2 is Tess Tyler, Ella Perez and Sarah Wilcox. Cabin 3 is Shanial Gray, Nathanial Guganheimer and Jason Perez."
Just my luck Shane thought.
Brown read through the rest of the cabins before dismissing the campers to unpack their stuff
"Meet back here in an hour and bring your instruments"
A/N: Thank you so much for reading! I'm sorry if it was a bit uneventful.. Unlike my upcoming story (plug. Lol) I decided not to jump straight into the action instead I tried to introduce the characters. So is Nate gay? Why didn't Shane know brown was in the country? Are Jason and Ella related? Will everyone be calling Shane Shanial? You betcha they will be! Please review if you have the time even if you hate it … tell me why you hated it J TOODLES xXx
I have chapter 2 done so I will be updating soon if anyone actually reads it :P