Camp Rock 3: Changes
READERS: This is the sequal to my Camp Rock 2. So to catch up to beat, you may want to check that one out first on my profile if you haven't already.
The crowd was screaming! Connect 3 was rocking out in front of thousands of people in the Mall of America. Their song?
Play My Music, their still-hot year and a half old single. Ever sense their label had ok-d the awesome song, it was an instant hit.
Mitchie Torres grinned from the wings of the stage, watching her best friends wow the audience. She held her microphone tightly, her eyes locked on the performing guys.
Beside her, Caitlynn Gellar made a sound of amazment and awe. She wasn't on tour with the band, like Mitchie was, but they'd all convinced her to join them for a few weeks while they preformed near her house.
"Look at them," she breathed. "Their having the time of their lives!" Her gaze followed her boyfriend, Nate, as he danced across the stage.
"I know!" Mitchie agreed. "You shoulda seen them in DC. Remember when we first heard this song?"
"Duh! We were at Camp Rock your first year. Everyone loved it…and then you broke Shane's heart."
Mitchie bit her lip. Even now, she still hated how much she'd hurt Shane that day.
The day he'd figured out (with the help of Tess Tyler) that she'd been lying about who she was, so she could fit in. When Shane had realized the one person who understood him had lied to him, he'd been crushed.
"Uh," Mitchie mumbled. "Yea, right. I'm glad he forgave me."
The song ended with Shane's usual "Yeah!" into the mic. They bounded off stage. Shane gave Mitchie a quick, breath-taking smile.
"Good luck, Mitchie," he said, patting her on the shoulder. "Break a leg…Jasons' if you can manage."
Mitchie laughed. "I'll try," she promised. "See you in about a minute and a half."
Somehow, the duet between the two friends had gotten out and now the crowd was contanstly demanding said duet.
Mitchie sang her heart out, enjoying every moment, glad she;s agreed to Shane's offer; A record deal. Recording contract. As Shane had said. "Blah blah blah."
Mitchie was now a national star. She toured with Connect 3 often, and if she wasn't with them, she was either on break, at a CD signing, writing new music or on a tour of her own! Her life was so much buiser than the sophomore life she'd had two years ago.
As she and Shane finished the song, staring into each other's eyes, a memory popped up in Mitchie's mind.
Shane, at Camp Rock last year, promising he'd wait for her to turn 18 so they could legally date.
With this thought in mind, Mitchie hurried into her corner of the tour bus as soon as they boarded. She snatched up her new PDA and scrolled through the menus.
The things fame can buy you, she thought wrly. She froze.
Her calander confirmed what she'd been hoping for, at the same time dreading. Her 18th birthday was in 3 days.
Mitchie gasped. Would Shane keep his promise? Did he still love her?
Did she still love him?
"Mitchie?"
Her head snapped up. Shane was leaning against the wall. "What?" she asked, letting her PDA drop to to her chair.
"Watcha looking at?" He picked up her PDA and glanced at it. "Oh, hey, your birthday's coming up. Did you know?"
"No, Shane," Mitchie said sarcatically, smiling. "I completely forgot."
"Just checking," he smiled. The bus roared to life. They walked back out to the hall. The bus his a bump. Mitchie stumbled and Shane grabbed her arm. "Carefully proceed to a seat with caution," he instructed in a phony voice.
Mitchie glared at him. "Hah ha." She sat down at the small table and pulled her knees up to her chest. Shane sat across from her.
"You okay?" he asked, studing her face.
Yea, no problem just wondering: Do you intend to keep your birthday promise? Or can you tell me if I still like you?
"Tired," she answered. "I'm fine, Shane."
He nodded, and smiled. "What do you want to do for your big birthday? Are you heading home?"
Mitchie frowned. "Actually, I hadn't thought about it. I'll call my mom. I think…hmm. What should we do?"
Shane played with his ring. "You decide," he said quietly.
"Maybe the night before, all of us could go out to eat or to an amusment park and celebrate together. Then I can head home the next morning."
Shane brightened. "Maybe. Where should we go?"
Jason bounded down the aisle. "Oh, oh!" he cried, rasing his hand. "I know! Camp Rock!"
Mitchie and Shane exchanged a glance. "The session already ended, Jason," Mitchie said gently. "I love the idea, though."
Jason's shoulder slumped. "I'm outta ideas."
"What about…Sea World?" Nate asked, peering over the seat, a book in hand.
His older band mates gave him a long look. "Sea World?" they repeated.
"Your starting to sound like Jason, Nate," Shane bluntly voiced.
"What? I happen to like Sea World."
Mitchie covered her mouth to hide her giggle.
"Thanks, guys," she said. "I'll think of something."
Shane's phone beeped. He checked his personal messages. "Oh, no!" he groaned.
"What?" they all asked.
Shane hid his face. "I totally forgot.
"My parents are coming to visit."
I know it took a while but I had to get it right!! Sorry for the wait.