Author's Note: Okay, as most of you know, my story was UNFORTUNATELY reported and deleted (thank you SkyeGavin). Anyway, I'm finally allowed to post stories again, so I'm reposting it… hehe, but, I'm changing it. Instead of JB, it's Connect Three, instead of Nick Jonas, it's Nate Gray, Joe is Shane, Kevin is Jason, Frankie is Freddy – Jason's little brother, Denise is Lucy – Nate and Shane's mom, Kevin Sr. is Dan – Jason's dad, and Moe is Big Rob (actually, I think their first body guard's name was Moe…). Anyway, all of the famous people that I were going to feature in this story are know going to have their names changed. So, I will let you know that Jane Doe is actually Madonna and etc. In addition to reposting these chapters, I posted a brand new one too! Thank you guy's for reading.
Best Friends, Lovers, and Nate Gray
Alive
By: Chelsea
Rating: T… 13+… language and possible sexual content in future
Disclaimer: I PROMISE, I do not own Camp Rock or its characters. The theme and plot of this story are mine as are SubZero, Katie, and Ellie.
The crowd's roars flooded my ears. I half-smiled half-laughed at their reactions. Never, never, would I have thought that they would go this crazy… I couldn't believe it. I looked over to my right and smiled even bigger. He looked back at me, curls bouncing on top of his head, and smiled back. He through his left hand up, which was intertwined with my right hand, and then through it back as we both bent down in a bow.
This is the life, I thought. Doing what I love, with the person I love…
--
I paced nervously backstage, running the back of my hand across my sweaty forehead. I could hear the crowd outside, anxiously awaiting the opening act: us; SubZero; my sister, Ellie, and I; a rock duo.
"Katie?" my sister's voice asked sharply, "you ready?" I looked up at her, panic flooding through me. Seriously, could you ever be fully prepared for your first show with thousands of people outside expecting something amazing?
"Uh," I said, clearing my throat, "yeah." Boy, was that a lie. I started jumping up and down and shaking my hands at my sides, a trick my mom had shown me to "shake the nerves away". Let's just say it wasn't working, at all.
"Hey," a soft voice cut smoothly into my thoughts, like a knife through butter. I turned around to see a medium-height floppy haired boy decked in tight jeans, a tee shirt, and converse. "You nervous?"
Boy was that a stupid question or what? "Yeah," I managed. I started noticing that I wasn't saying what I was thinking in my head, like I usually did, thanks to the nerves.
He smiled at me, "Don't be nervous. Once you get out there, just feed off the crowd's energy, they'll love you guys."
I smiled. "Thanks, Nate," I said appreciatively. That's right, Nate Gray, one-third of Connect Three, the band that my sister and I got the unbelievable chance to open for. I'd only met him 3 weeks ago, but already he was becoming a great friend. Our personalities just clicked and we laughed constantly. Plus, he gave great advice. And now we are on tour together.
No, not the same tour bus or anything, but they let us ride theirs instead of being cramped up in our little van. I wasn't sure how long they would let us do this until they got tired of us, considering we had only started driving 2 days ago.
"No problem," Nate set a reassuring hand on my shoulder and sent a beaming smile my way.
"Katie, Ellie!" I heard coming from in front of me, "get up there!" It was Sean, the stage manager… and it was time for us to go on.
"Just have fun," Nate reminded me, removing his hand. I gulped deeply and turned, following my sister.
We followed Sean to the side of the stage where we were going to walk on. The opening act just walks on the stage, the Jonas Brothers get to come up through some hidden trap door. Ellie started to walk out and I walked behind her, my breaths uneven and shaky. I could feel the blood pulsing through my veins. The crowd went wild. What happened in the next hour was when I began to live. Never before in my life have I ever felt so alive.