A.N. - This is an alternate universe story that popped into my head a couple months ago. I am in the middle of writing it with my own characters, but wanted to see what kind of reaction it would get. So I'm using the characters from Camp Rock. Which I do not own, nor am I pretending to own. Reviews are appreciated, good and bad, just no flames please :)

Prologue

The arena was packed, their third month of a sold out tour about to begin. Voices blended together, kids, teenagers and even parents couldn't help but be exited and for Brown Cesario there was no greater accomplishment as this. He had managed this band from the beginning. Three small town Tennessee boys with a one in a million chance. Now as the lights dimmed and the chatter turned into screams he knew that they had accomplished their goal. With a giant puff of smoke and three spot lights the most wanted boys in America came into view.

Shane, the bands front man, had one of the best voices around, he was also hot, you could say. With his pitch black hair and piercing blue eyes, he had a heart of gold but all this fame was going to his head and Brown had no idea how soon it would become a problem.

Then there was Jason, he was the oldest in the band and his life revolved around guitar's, all types, acoustic, electric, he had even dabbled with the mandolin a few times. He wasn't a singer, or incredibly good looking like the other two. With brown semi-wavy hair that was cut short and a scrawny skinny build, but he made up for it with his passion

Nate was an entirely different story, he could sing, and play the guitar. Not to mention that the ladies all thought he was to die for, with his curly brown hair and bright brown eyes. He spent his days when he wasn't playing music working out and had the muscles to show for it.

The concert was well underway by now and the boys were really getting into it, the crowed too. Shane was standing half on the stage and half leaning over the audience. Nate was in his own little world, jamming on his beloved guitar. It had been a birthday present from his family back when the band started. It was his most prized possession. Who knows what they were going to get him for his birthday tomorrow.

Brown looked around the stage, Jason wasn't on it. "Ok" Brown told himself, "don't panic", "you can still hear the guitar". looking around the arena he finally found him, he was crowed surfing while playing a solo.

Yes these boys sure had it all Brown told himself. Then with a loud squeak and crack. The light came down, the bolt holding it up was loose. And in that one moment, everything changed.

A.N. - I know it was short, but I think it ends in the perfect cliff hanger. If I get some positive responses I'll post the 1st actual chapter, which I promise is much longer then the Prologue.

Yours till the lights go out

Bedtime-Beary