Hey, everyone! Just a little story of Camp Rock...hope you like it!

Disclaimer: If I owned Camp Rock, I wouldn't be writing this would I? No, I'd be down at Wherevertheyfilmedthatamazingspectacularmovie and filming the second one right now! I also DO NOT own any of the songs here...pst...I know they are from different artists but lets just pretend Mitchie or whoever wrote them. Don't worry I'll still give the artists to the songs credit, I'm not a loser.

MITCHIE'S POV:

"Mitchie, sweetie, calm down! I've never seen you this excited before, besides the time you first came to Camp Rock!" my mom laughed.

But I couldn't help it. I just couldn't stay still.

"But Mom!" I cried. "It's like a miracle! I mean, Brown asked you to cook here again! At Camp Rock! Again!"

My mom laughed at my freakish excitment.

"OH MY GOSH, MOM, WE'RE HERE!" I screamed, pointing to the Camp Rock sign in front of us.

"Darling! What's gotten into you?" My mom grinned.

Okay, I was acting weird. But I had a good explanation.

"Mom, I'm really excited! See, last year, I didn't know what to expect, but now I do, so I can avoid bad things and go to good things! Plus, all my friends will be there, and I'm really looking forward to seeing them! May I mention this camp is also all about music?" I explained.

My mom smiled. "You may."

I grinned at her joke. "This camp is also all about music!" I exploded.

Mom laughed and parked her car where the dirt road was. I climbed out and grabbed my bags.

"I'm going to go find a good parking spot, honey. You go find your friends." Mom told me.

I nodded and smiled. As she drove away I faced the camp and inhaled its fresh scent.

It was good to be home.

SHANE'S POV:

I gripped my checkered guitar case and bit my lip, looking out the window desperately.

"Lars?" I asked to our - Jason, Nate, and my- limo driver.

"We'll be there in about ten minutes." He replied. I could hear his grin.

I smiled sheepishly. I'd been asking when we would get to Camp Rock every five minutes. I couldn't help it. I was just so excited to see Camp Rock again, and I missed my friend Mitchie Torres. She turned out to be the girl with the voice last year, the one I was looking for. Okay, I'll admit it. I like her more than a friend. But that was supposed to be secret, and unfortunatly, Nate and Jason found it out in, like, ten minutes!

I am not even kidding!

Okay, Nate I can understand, but Jason? The guy who watches flies? The dude who confuses squirtable cheese with silly string? He figured out I like Mitchie?

I am I that obvious?

I don't think I am. I mean, I don't think Mitchie feels the same way about me, and nobody else looked like they noticed.

Oh gosh, what if they did?

What if they know I like her and tell her, and she doesn't feel the same way?

I'll be roadkill, I'm serious. My life would be over.

"Shane!" Nate cried.

"What?" I said, surprised.

"Dude, I called your name like twelve times! What planet were you on? Oh that's right, I forgot, Planet Mitchie."

Geez! What was that for?

"Not true!" I shot back. Sure I was kind of mad, but I mean, come on! You would be too, if one of your band mates was teasing you about your true love.

"True!" He retorted.

"So?" I said quickly.

"Ha, I knew it." Nate said with a satisfied smile on his face.

That's it. When he's in love, he'll get the teasing of his life.



"Score one for the Nate man!" Jason approved, grinning and holding up his hand for a high five. Nate just looked at him with an annoyed look and he put his hand down quickly.

Nate then turned to me and said softly, "Dude, she may not be there."

I looked at him in amazement. Oh my God. I am so stupid. "I didn't think of that." I said angrily, hitting my head.

"But she might be!" Jason cried hopefully, trying to cheer me up.

"Yeah, but what if she isn't?" I asked, turning my attention back to the window.

Nate and Jason exchanged worried looks, but I ignored them. When I saw the Camp Rock sign, I smiled though. I loved this place. It was awesome.

"We're here!" Lars said triumphantly.

I smiled and stepped out of the limo. I heaved a happy sigh, inhaling the sweet scent. Nate and Jason walked out of the limo too. They were also counslers here.

Suddenly, a girl with brown curly hair walked by me. I recognized her!

"Hey, Caitlyn!" I called.

She turned, and when she saw me, she smiled and walked over.

"Hey Shane! How's it goin'?" she asked me.

"Not bad," I gave her a grin. "You?"

"Pretty good, but I've been missin' Camp Rock like crazy. But hey, at least I'm back! I didn't know you where coming this year." Caitlyn replied.

"Yeah, well I asked Uncle Brown if I could work here again. I also asked him if Nate and Jason could too." I told her.

"Awesome!" Caitlyn then turned to Nate and Jason. I then realized that Nate was blushing like crazy.

"Hi! I'm Jason!" Jason piped up, excited to meet someone new. I saw Nate nudge him, and Jason looked at him and said really loudly, "What?"

This made Nate blush even more.

Caitlyn just laughed. She shook his hand and said, "Hey! I'm Caitlyn, future producer. It's nice to meet you!"

Jason grinned and said, "It's nice to meet you too! Are we friends now?"

Nate put his head in his hands and I shook my head. Caitlyn just giggled and said "Of course!"

Caitlyn then turned to Nate. "Hi, I'm Caitlyn Gellar. You must be Nate! It's also nice to meet you!"

Caitlyn put her hand out for a shake. Nate got redder and took her hand and said, "Y- yeah, I'm N - N - N - Nate. I - I - I guess I'll be...seeing you ar - around?"

Caitlyn chuckled, making Nate go from watermelon red to tomato red.

"Well, I'll be seeing you guys later! See ya!" Caitlyn turned from us and jogged down the path.

Right when she left, I turned to Nate and stated the obvious. "You like her."

Nate got redder, if that was even possible. "No I don't!"

"Yes you do." I grinned. This was fun. Revenge was sweet.

"Nuh-uh!"

"Uh-huh. You were so red I thought your head would explode." I smiled evilly, thinking of something hilarious. "You know, I never thought you of all people would like a girl that way. But it turns out I'm not the only one in outer space."

"No!"

"Because you-"

"Stop!"

"Were on-"

"Don't you say it!"

"Planet Caitlyn!"

Nate looked like he was ready to attack me. "Okay, okay! I like her, alright? Now will you get off my case?"

I grinned. This was fun. "Not until you get off mine!"

"Hey," Jason said thoughtfully, looking behind me. "Is Caitlyn friends with Mitchie?"

I looked at him in surprise. "Yeah...they're like best friends. Why?"

"Oh okay. I just wanted to know, because they're talking right now." he answered.

Say WHAT?! I turned around fast and then saw one of the most beautiful things I have ever laid my eyes on.

Mitchie Torres.



Talking to Caitlyn Gellar.

Her big brown eyes twinkled and her smile was so amazing, I felt my insides go all mushy. Her hair was just as long, sleek, and beautiful as before and her face shone with confidence. She was laughing and my heart melted. She gave me a feeling that I had never experienced before.

It was weird but I liked it.

Then I realized it was love.

I began walking toward her, and heard Jason and Nate call things like "Get back to our cabin after you're done talking to your true love!" and "Ask her if she likes birdhouses!"

Yeah, you can sorta guess who said what.

All I said was like "Uh-huh." and "Yeah, okay." and "Whatever.".

Caitlyn saw me and I heard her walk away and say to Mitchie, "Meet me at the cabin!"

Thank you, thank you, Caitlyn Gellar. You are a life saver.

When I got to Mitchie she was struggling with her bags.

"Let me help you with that, Miss Torres." I smiled.

She looked up and shrieked.

"Shane! Oh my gosh, I didn't know you were coming!" she cried.

And then she did it.

She hugged me.

I'm serious! I am totally not lying!

Okay, I would have perferred a kiss, but still!

She smells really good, like ivory soap and apples. Her breath was kinda minty. I knew this because she was grinning, and her mouth was right next to my ear, and so I could kinda smell her breath.

But the best part is...

She hugged me! Not the other way around!

I'm serious, I could possibly die of happiness right now.

I hugged her back and grinned so hard I was surprised my mouth didn't rip in half.

When she pulled away (NOOOOO!) she gave me those priceless, beautiful smiles of hers and said, "So are you teaching again?"

"Yep!" I smiled.

"And are you here because you need an attitude fix?" she asked with a fake stern smile on her face.

I pretended to look triumphant. "Nope!" I said proudly.

She laughed those laughs that made me feel like I was going to melt into the earth.

"Well I seriously hope not, Mister Popstar!"

I smiled. "Hey, that's rockstar to you!"

She laughed again. I almost fainted.

Okay not really. That was an exaggeration. But you know what I mean.

Suddenly I heard When You Look Me in the Eyes, a song that Mitchie wrote. She showed it to me in our canoe ride after the Final Jam last summer, and wanted me, Nate, and Jason (better known as Connect Three) to sing it.

Mitchie pulled out her phone and I smiled. "That's your ringtone?"

She looked up at me and smiled softly. "Yep. It reminds me of you." Then she answered it.

Oh my God, oh my GOD, OH MY GOD. DID SHE JUST SAY WHAT I THINK SHE SAID? Did she just say "IT REMINDS ME OF YOU."?

Okay, I stand corrected.

I won't possibly die of happiness.

I will die of happiness.

Now if only she would kiss me...

"Hey Shane?" Mitchie said, snapping me out of my love thoughts.

"Yeah?" I said.

"I have to go drop this stuff off in my cabin, and then go to the kitchen to help my mom for the Welcome to Camp Rock dinner." Mitchie told me.

"Oh, that's okay." I said. "I'll just walk with you to your cabin. You look like you're struggling with your bags, so you know, I'll walk with you there. To help."

Man, I am so stupid. I can't believe how idiotic I sounded right there.

Mitchie blushed, looked down at her bags and said, "Oh yeah, they are sort of heavy. I brought more stuff, you see. To make it more homey. But I mean, it's okay. You don't have to if you don't want to."



"No," I said, picking up a bag. "I want to."

Mitchie smiled and said, "Well, thanks!"

As we walked toward her cabin we talked and laughed and argued about stuff. I realized, with every step and word, I began to love her more.

If that was possible.

But whatever.

When we got to her cabin, handed her her bag and said, "So I'll see you around?"

She grinned and said, "Definatly."

She waved and closed the door. I stood there for a couple minutes, then sighed and walked back toward my cabin.

MITCHIE'S POV:

I watched Shane walk away from my cabin, and I missed him already. I mean, it was bad enough being away from him for a whole school year, and when I finally see him again it's awesome. Of course, I can't exactly tell him I am truly and uncontrollably in love with him. Because you see, he might not feel the same way, which means that my heart would break into a billion peices and I would die.

So there.

I sighed and turned around but before I could even walk toward my bed, Caitlyn grabbed me by the shoulders and said, "Did I just see what I thought I saw? Did Shane Gray just walk you to your cabin? Well? Did he?"

Okay, she was totally freaking out.

I smiled, walked over to my bed, and said very quietly, "Yes."

She shrieked. Caitlyn is the only person besides my mom and my best friend at school, Sierra, who knows that I love Shane Gray with every fiber of my being.

Then I frowned. "But Cait, he was only walking me to the cabin because I was struggling with my bags. That," (This is when I sighed sadly) "Means nothing."

"Or does it?" Caitlyn asked, grinning.

I looked at her. "What are you up to?"

"I'll tell you my theory when you are done unpacking."

"Caitlyn!" I whined. She could be so cruel sometimes.

"Uh-uh-uh. The sooner you get your stuff put away, the sooner you hear my plan."

"Okay, fine. Go ahead and kill me." I smiled.

"Okay!" she grinned.

I threw a pillow at her, and she threw it back. I couldn't toss it back though, because me and Caitlyn had some decorating to do.

Plus, the sooner we unpack, the sooner I hear Caitlyn's "master plan".

I hope it's good.

But most importantly, I hope it works.

A/N: OKAY!! FIRST CHAPTER! Like it? R&R! (For those of you who think it means Rest and Relaxation, it does not, it means Read and Review. I thought it meant Rest and Relaxation before I found out what it REALLY meant...so all the stupid people like me, that's what it means). I know I did a lot of Shane's POV but there will be more Mitchie later on.