Hey everyone! Ok, so here's another story that I wrote, I hope you enjoy the first chapter. This will be told from mostly Mitchie and Shane's point of veiw, occasionally other charecter's. Ok, well I hope you like it, because if you don't there would be no point in me writing this. That's right, I write just for YOU and YOUR enjoyment! You should feel special! haha

Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock, because if I did I wouldn't be writing a fan fic about it, now would I?

Mitchie's POV

I stepped on the cruise ship and smiled.

"This is going to be so much fun!" I exclaimed.

Ok, maybe you're lost. My name is Mitchie Torres, I'm 17 years old. My parents are divorced, and I live with my mom, Connie, and my step father, Steve, who I call Dad. I have two older step brothers, both who are in college and moved out, and one older sister. I love horses, actually I love every animal, and I love music.

Now, the reason I am on a cruise ship is because I was going on a week long cruise with my mother, my step father, my step brothers, and my sister. I can't say that I enjoy family time, but I love cruises. I went on one; when my mom was catering on it, but this time we were going for enjoyment, not work. The cruise ship we were going on had mostly older people, not many kids. It was the only cruise we could get but I was excited. I mean, come on, it has a rock wall on it!

"Aren't you guys excited?" I asked, spinning around. Ok, I know I may seem immature, but really, I'm not. Ok, maybe a little.

"Yea, it should be fun" Thomas, my oldest step brother said. Thomas was 19; he just finished his first year of college. I never saw him very much any more.

"Well I'm excited!! This should be a very fun experience" my other step brother, Timmy said. Timmy was 18. He was going into college this year, and really dorky. When he got excited he started to yell and he always got A's. Now, nothing is wrong with good grades but he studies all the time. And he tucks his shirt in. Let's face it; Timmy is a dork.

"Are you excited Kaiti?" I asked my sister.

"Yea, I love cruises" Kaiti said. Compared to Timmy, Kaiti was actually normal. She wore normal clothes, got average grades, and had normal friends. Actually, she was a little too spectacular. Her hair was blonde and curly, her eyes were blue and sparkled, and she got asked out by almost every guy. She was 18 and she would be a senior this year. The thing was, she wasn't really good at anything. I mean, she wasn't bad, but there was nothing she was amazing at. Anyway, back to the story.

We got our room keys and went to find our rooms. I decided to make some friendly competition.

"First one to find their room has to…go into an elevator with at least three people in it and start singing!" I told my step brothers.

"Ok, but how will we know who's first?" Timmy asked.

"We'll call each other from our rooms" I said. "Ready? Set. Go!" I said and we all dashed off to find our rooms. Kaiti and I had a room together, Timmy and Thomas had a room together, and my mom and my step dad had a room together.

Timmy went left, Thomas went right, Kaiti turned around and I just went straight. I chose to use stairs instead of elevators; I figured that would be faster. I found a dining room, the lobby, and the arcade. After running around for a while I decided to take off my shoes. Maybe I could run faster without flip flops on. I found the pool and oh! A rock wall! Oh my gosh, there was even a trampoline on this ship! Concentrate, Mitchie! I reminded myself. You have to win this! I started running again, and noticed one of those yellow signs they use to tell you when something's slippery. I won't slip I assured myself. Well, I did slip. Lucky for me a pair of hands caught me.

"Thanks," I said.

"No problem, I'm Shane" the owner of the hands told me. He had straight, dark brown hair, and deep brown eyes. He was only a few inches taller than me; I was 5' 6". He smiled at me; he had the kind of smile that made you want to smile with him.

"I'm Mitchie. Sorry But I really have to go! Competition with my siblings, gotta find my room!" I explained and gave a quick wave. "Maybe I'll see you around!" He looks a lot like Shane Grey…nah, it couldn't be! I thought and kept running.

Shane's POV:

My family and I decided to go on a cruise to get away from everything. But we had to go on a ship mostly for old people, that way there wouldn't be any screaming fans. Well, I don't think any old people would be screaming for us. I mean, we try to get everyone to like us, but old people…well; we don't aim for that age group.

So we decided to go on a cruise. The tours, the fans, the recording; it was just a little too much. So we found a ship with not a lot of kids, booked two rooms-one for our parents and our little brother, Frankie, and one for me and my other brothers-and got a plane. Oh, and incase you haven't figured it out, I'm Shane Grey. My brothers, Nate and Jason, are in a band with me. But really, I'm just a normal person.

We all found our rooms and Jason, Nate, Frankie, and I went up to the pool deck. There were two pools, a hot tub, even a rock wall! Why would old people want a rock wall? My brothers went to get something to drink but I stayed by the pool, watching the old people wander around. I looked towards the rock wall and saw a girl that looked a year or two younger than me. She was looking at the rock wall, smiling. I wanted to go ask her what her name was so I walked over to her. She started running before I could even walk two feet. She ran right by me, but slipped. I caught her, hoping she would stop running long enough for me to talk to her.

"I'm Shane" I said, hoping she wouldn't be a crazy fan. She introduced herself as Mitchie, said something about a competition with siblings and she had to find her room then ran off again. I watched her run off. She had brown hair that flowed a few inches past her shoulders, an amazing white smile, and those eyes; they were brown with flecks of gold in them. And when she ran she didn't run heel-toe like the other girls. She ran toe-heel and looked like she was floating.

"Dude, what are you looking at?" Nate asked me when they came back.

"Nothing" I said, still looking where she ran off to. I couldn't see her anymore, but I hoped she would come back.

"That's not a nothing look. That's the look you get when you see a girl. Who was it?" Jason knew me so well. He seemed really spacey, but the truth was he knew everything about me; maybe he knew more about me than I did.

"Her name's Mitchie. I don't really know much about her, but I want to…" I told them. There were no secrets between me and my brothers.

"Well, where'd she go?" Nate asked, looking around.

"She ran off. Something about a competition with her siblings…" I trailed off, replaying everything she said in my head. "You know…I don't think she even realized who I was"

"Dude, not everyone is impressed by us. Besides, be thankful. That's part of the reason we're going on this cruise; to get away from screaming fans" Nate told me. I knew he was right, but I just wish she would be just a little star struck.

"We'll help you find her. Besides, how hard can it be?" Jason assured me.

My brothers and I went back to our room to change for dinner. On this cruise dinner was semi formal for 5 of the nights and formal for two of them. That meant for semi formal we had to wear button up shirts and ties, and for formal we had to wear suits. It wasn't such a big deal for us because we had to dress up for awards and premiers all the time, but this week we wouldn't have our stylist, so it would be a little harder.

One hour later my brothers were ready, but I wasn't.

"Hurry up!" Nate shouted, knocking on the door to the microscopic bathroom. I sprayed some hairspray in my hair. Perfect. It won't get messed up, but it doesn't look stiff. I smiled at myself in the mirror and walked out of the bathroom, hitting Nate in the head with the door.

"Ow!" he said.

"Sorry!" I apologized then looked at myself again in the mirror next to our beds.

I frowned. "Do I look okay? Or should I wear this shirt?" I pulled out a green shirt.

"You're fine" Jason assured me. "Its only semi-formal night, imagine how long he'll take on formal night!" he complained to Nate. I rolled my eyes and checked my teeth in the mirror.

"Are you positive that I look okay?" I asked again, and they assured me that I did. "I'm going to go brush my teeth again" I said and went back into the microscopic bathroom.

My brothers and I were late for dinner. We had to run down the hall to the middle of the ship, and then go up three flights of stairs. Did I mention how long our hallway was? It was really long. We were running down it, when I tripped, as usual, over a vacuum cord.

"Do I look bad?!" I asked my brothers, panicked.

"Shane, you look fine" Nate assured me and rolled his eyes. I got up and we ran down the hall again. The elevator wouldn't come fast enough so we ran up the stairs and into the dining room.

"Walk!" Jason commanded us. We slowed to a walked and I saw something, well someone that made me wonder how I looked.

So, did you like it? I know that Jason is more Kevin-ish, and not so spacey, but trust me he will have his moments. Plus I want him to be a real person, not "the funny charecter", know what I mean? Also, if I even write Kevin, Nick, or Joe instead of Jason, Nate, and Shane, I'm sorry! Just pretend it says Jason, Nate, or Shane instead, ok? So please review, give me some tips and any ideas you have! Also, if you like this story so far please read my other story called Just Friends. It's about Nate going to a normal public school, where he meets a girl who treats him normally, while everyone else won't. I named the main charecter after myself...is that selfish? I hope not. Any way, please read my other story, and pleeeeeease review! I am BEGGING YOU! :)