Changes

Shane's Point of View

"I am NOT singing this crap!" I yelled for the billionth time. Nate and Jason were shaking their heads. Tired of this, I stormed out. Our manager, Rick, caught my arm.

"You get back in there and finish that music video," he ordered.

"Not in this lifetime," I growled and marched out.

"We have got to do something about him," I heard Rick say.

"Like what?" Nate said, "He hasn't been himself for a while. He's not going to change willingly."

"What about Camp Rock?" Jason suggested.

"Not a bad idea," Nate said, sounding surprised, "That'd be a good way for him to get back to his roots and he'd get to see his uncle again."

"Okay, but what about the summer tour?" Rick asked.

"We can move the tour to fall so he can have all summer," Jason answered.

I rolled my eyes. Now that I knew their plan there was no way I was going to Camp Rock. They were all just jealous that I had the guts to stand up for myself. Nate and Jason were so dumb if they think that I'm going to go to Camp Rock. All that I was going to find there were fangirls that just wanted to be with Shane Gray, not me. How could Nate and Jason not see that surrounding me with screaming girls was going to help me "get back to my roots?"

Nate and Jason found me back at our apartment.

"Hey, Shane, we need to talk," Nate said.

"I know what you're going to say, you want me to go back to Camp Rock," I muttered.

"You heard that?" Jason asked.

"Yeah and there is no way that I'm going to let you take me there," I growled.

"Shane, we only want to help you. This is for your own good. You aren't yourself anymore," Nate insisted.

"Listen, I signed on to this record deal because I thought that it would be cool to share our music with the world. I didn't sign up to play this crap music that the record company wrote and have everyone pretend to like me just because I'm famous. I'm tired of everyone pretending and not letting us play our music," I yelled, "Tell me that you're happy about the music they're making us play or the people using us."

"Well… I…" Nate stuttered.

"That's exactly what I mean," I said.

"Shane, all we want is for you to be yourself again," he said. I ignore him and walked to my room. He didn't know anything. He was just another one of the record company's puppets, always doing what he was told.

"Stupid record company, stupid Nate, stupid Camp Rock," I mumbled into my pillow.

Was I really not myself? 3 years ago I wasn't exactly skipping around, whistling show tunes but I have to admit I wasn't the way I am now. I liked to think of the change as me growing up and finally seeing reality. It's true that 3 years ago I wouldn't be storming off sets and yelling at my friends but I was just standing up for myself, unlike Nate, the spineless jellyfish.

"Come on Shane, you've got to come out of there sometime," Nate said, trying to open my locked door.

"No I don't," I yelled.

"Damn it, Shane, why can't you act your age?" Nate yelled. I raised my eyebrows slightly. Nate must be really mad if he's cussing. I mean, the guy never cusses.

"Coming from the guy who can't even stand up to anyone," I yelled back.

"At least I'm not an egotistical, spoiled, uncaring jerk!" he yelled.

"At least I'm not a spineless jellyfish!" This was turning into a full on yelling match.

"Shane, you truly have changed and I can't stand the new you," Nate said angrily.

"Whatever," I mumbled into my pillow. Who cares what he thinks or the dumb record company thinks. Why am I still doing this torture? Oh yeah, cause if I quit Nate and Jason lose their jobs. Not only would I feel guilty for eternity but they would probably hate me.

Nate's Point of View

What happened to Shane to turn him into such a jerk? Why would he act like this? The Shane I met 3 years ago wouldn't call me a spineless jellyfish who couldn't stand up to anyone. He would know I was, but he wouldn't say anything. Let's face it, I really am spineless. I have this fear of confrontation that prevents me from standing up to anyone. Shane, on the other hand, is the exact opposite now. He used to be like me but now he was a jerk. I was afraid for Shane and slightly afraid of him. Hopefully Camp Rock will fix him.

I love writing Shane as a jerk. More coming soon.