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Four Is A Crowd

Prologue

With a satisfied smile on his face the 20-year-old lead singer of Connect 3, Shane Gray, belted out the last note of their song perfectly. As he looked over at his two band mates, Nate Howard, 19, and Jason White, the oldest with the age of twenty-two, he thought of all the troubles they had been through together in the past. After all this time he knew that he would be nothing without them.

In their 4 years of being the famous Connect 3 together and their previous experiences of creating music together as innocent teens, they had gotten to know each other better than themselves. They knew what the other liked, what he was like when he was sleep deprived or hungry. They knew almost everything.

Having met through High School, Jason being in his Senior Year, Shane in his Sophomore Year and Nate in his Freshman Year, they unusually connect, leaving their age differences behind. After all, they share the same passion, the music. They made it through High School relatively unharmed and richer with every experience they had had.

Even after being discovered in Shane's Junior Year, one year after they had met, they all wanted to finish their school in the common way and have their own prom.
That way they managed to always stay grounded and not get carried away by the fame. What made them even stronger was the fact that they had to fight for their own style, their music, with their label until there were no more boundaries to cage them in.

After all these years in the spotlight, almost being forgotten in the shadows, they only cared for their music, nothing else. As long as they were able to share their music and even though they didn't fill gigantic concert arenas anymore, they stayed true to themselves. Only a hand full of loyal fans had stuck with them throughout everything, but even that didn't matter. They were satisfied with everything they had accomplished throughout the years. No exceptions.

Now, back in the present and right back into the spotlight of the talk show, they were currently on, Shane saw that the host was motioning them to come over and sit down on the couch for a quick talk with him. Following suit, they all stepped onto the platform the couch was situated on and sat down, smiling brightly. They were glad to be back somehow, only the dark side of the fame they didn't miss.
Shane, dressed in his trade mark dark skinny jeans, white shirt and black leather jacket, all complete with his newly cut, raven black hair, was happy to be back, to follow his dream once more. He had seriously missed the opportunity, but would never admit it out loud, not wanting to get the image of a bad boy or someone that only lives for the fame, not the music.
With their new album releasing in the course of the year they, or rather their manager, speaking for Nate and Jason, had decided that it was time for Connect 3 to step out of the dark once again and show what they were made of still, even after all these years in the business. They trusted their manager to the fullest and didn't question his actions or the decision he had made. He had always only wanted the best for them and their careers, being Shane's own flesh and blood, his uncle.

"So, how are you guys?" the host asked them once situated opposite them. "Haven't heard of you three in a while. What happened?"

Nate, even though the youngest of the band, but being the business man stepped into action, wanting no rumors to start and bad light on their music and themselves.
"We're pretty good, John. Thanks for asking. No need to worry. We've only wanted to take it slow, not rush into things and take one step at a time."

"But you've had the fame in the palm of your hands already. Why drop it? Why didn't you live it to the fullest when you had the chance?" the host had a look of confusion and respect in his eyes, never having met any of their kind, only being confronted with jerks and divas in his business.

"You know, you've got it all wrong, John. We're not playing our music for the fame, but to reach people and show them that there are more important things out there than having the latest style or caring for only themselves." Jason answered quickly, having caught onto the host's train of thought. Surprising, you'd say. This can't be the same goofball Jason White of Connect 3 you are talking about, but it is. Jason matured a lot throughout the years, his passion for music never shrinking, but rather growing. But even being serious at times, he could still be the one to make you laugh without any apparent reason, but being himself. And after all he was still obsessed with birds and their way of flying. Still, his music was to him the most important thing beside his family and friends. No one should ever come to think that he'd take all his luck and opportunities to play music and live his dream with his best friends for granted. He never did it for the fame, only for himself and the ones that still believe.

Raising an eyebrow at Jason's answer, John looked at Shane, the one he knew always enjoyed fame. "What about you, Shane? Do you think the same way your band mates do? Don't you like the fame?"

Thinking about his words carefully before speaking up, Shane slid in his seat a little. "Fame is appealing, really. I know that better than anyone from past experiences with the happy side, but there is always the bad side too and I have realized that through mistakes and always taking chances. But still, I can guarantee you that that's not the reason why we're back. Far from it actually. Only our music counts in this equation."

"Well, then. Let me get this straight. Connect 3 is back and here to stay? No change in plans, all three of you?" the man asked.

Smiling, Nate answered this question, always knowing what to say. "Positive. There are no changes planned, nor are we leaving again. Connect 3 is here to stay as you have known us as earlier in our careers. Our sound is our trade mark and without one of us it wouldn't be Connect 3 anymore. At least to us."

Shane just smiled at his friend's words, only having to add one little thing to make it unmistakable. "Connect 3 is definitely back."

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Meanwhile, not in another country, but in another state, the 19-year-old Mitchie Torres, with all her Hispanic beauty was wandering around the, to her, familiar grounds of Camp Rock, being greeted by perky girls and flirty teenage boys. She was currently on her way to the camp's main office to talk to the owner of the camp.
He had earlier at lunch asked to see her, wanting to ask the pretty brunette a favor, having known her almost half her life and being close to her father.
Mitchie was confused as to what this favor would be, but trusted Brown enough not to question it until his favor was formed and heard by her own ears. She was sure that it wouldn't be anything bad.
Finally having reached the block house, the main office was situated in, she stepped inside, greeting the man before sitting down and listening.

A/N: So, finally it is here. After promoting it on youtube already and teasing you with the summary on here, I finally got down to actually writing the prologue.

Last night, I was supposed to go to sleep, inspiration hit me, I got my notebook out and started writing and I have to say that I'm quite satisfied with it.

I hope you like it too and I hope that I get some feedback!

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