Summary: When a girl goes to Camp Rock for a summer. She might finds friends. Or even love? Shane/oc/Carlos, oc/Logan, oc/Kendall, oc/James.
Christy's POV
"Christy are you ready?" my mom yelled. I put my song book in my back pocket. "I'm coming!" I yelled back. I got my bags. I went downstairs. "Let's go," my mom said. "Can I have breakfast first?" I asked. "On the road. We have to get there now,"my mom said. "We have 3 hours, we won't be late," I said. "We need to pick up a few friend . I promise them a ride to Camp Rock with you," my mother said. "Fine, where is dad? He is coming to say bye," I asked. "Um Christy?" she said. This can't be good. "Your father and I are getting a divorce. He has Jasmine and Javier, and I got you and Chelsy," she finish saying. "Why are you guys getting a divorce? We were just a happy family last night," I asked. "We wanted you guy to have your last night with each other without drama. Your father and I had a huge arguement," my mother said. "Let's go," I said. I started crying. We went to pick some kids up. "I'll be right back," shre said. She went to help the kids. Next thing I know I see 4 guys no girls. My mom brought them over. "Sweetheart meet Carlos Garcia, Kendall Knight, Logan Mitchell and James Diamond. Guys meet my daughter Christina Chavez," My mother said introducing us. "Well you can call me Christy for short," I said. I had hated my real first name. I think Carlos is really cute. "So want made you think you want to go to Camp Rock?" I asked the guys. "Well you see we like to sing together. So we heard about Camp Rock and here we are going to Camp Rock," Carlos explained. "Yeah," the others said. "What about you?" Carlos asked me. "Well I like sing and play my guitar and I heard about Camp Rock from a friend that goes there," I said. "Oh," they all said. "Yeah my friend said that is so fun and asked me to come and here I am going to Camp Rock," I said. We talk for the next 2 hours. "You guys, we are now at Camp Rock," My mom said. "Yes we are here," I said happy. "Christy was is in your back pocket?" Carlos asked. Shit. "It's my song book," I said. "You write songs?" Carlos asked. "Yeah but the song aren't good," I said hoping that they will drop it. "Let's hear one then," They said. "Later okay," I said. "All campers to the stage," we heard from the microphone. "I guess that's for us," I said. "You guys can go I need to talk to Christy," Carlos said. What does he need to talk to me about. "Okay," the others said. "What happen?" I asked. "When I frist..."
what is he going to say? what will she say back? the OCs will be coming up soon