AN- This is my first fanfic. I kinda wanted it to be different from alot of other stories I've read. Believe me, it is. Camp Rock was awesome but I was kinda hoping for a little more Smitchie fluff. (Weren't we all?) But please review and I'll update as soon as I can, knowing that I have to balance a lot of schoolwork. Oh, and this is just a spoiler; not much of a chapter just the introduction. It may be longer than upcoming chapters.
Summary: 17 year old Shane Gray is going to Camp Rock to fix his image. He then meets 16 year old Mitchie Torres and realizes that the world doesn't always revolve around him. He starts to learn more of the girl and himself, and can't help but feel... different.
Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock. Just a few ideas and maybe a few characters
Introduction
''I don't wanna go to some stupid camp!'' Shane Gray, the lead singer of Connect 3, yelled at his bandmates Nate Black and Jason Addison.
''Hey man, we used to love this place. Three years ago, we were all campers. And by 'we', I mean all three of us.'' Nate Black explained.
He was the only person to ever understand Shane's feelings, but he knew that Shane really had no choice if he wanted to stay in the band.
It was hard being Shane Gray's best friend, but it was even harder working with him. Shane was a very important part of the band, and if he didn't cooperate with the label and his bandmates, than he could kiss his career goodbye. Not that he really minded.
Shane simply rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, this is where Connect 3 connected,'' the lead guitarist of the band Jason Addison added.
Shane groaned, "Guys, what does this have to do with my image?'' Shane asked, not getting the point of him having to go to some stupid summer camp and have to cancel his... I mean their summer tour.
Nate sighed, ''Everything Shane. This is the place where teens show their connection to music. You haven't been working really well with us and the label, and that's a problem. So Jason and I thought about it and maybe somehow this is the place where you'll find the music that was once in you before all of this fame, and it'll help you relax,'' Nate explained softly, ''And you can enjoy the fresh air. Get a tan.''
''Oh, and can you make me a birdhouse or something?'' Jason asked, making both Shane and Nate groan in annoyance.
Leave it to Jason to ask a dumb question at the worst possible time.
''One word: Payback.'' Shane said in a threatening tone.
''That's two words.'' Jason corrected Shane. Nate whacked the side of Jason's head. ''Owww...''
Shane glared at the two of them, before grabbing his bags and stepping out of the limo; not bothering to say goodbye to either of the two. He slammed the door shut, and faced the check out cabin.
Nate rolled down the limo's window, ''And by the way, we promised the label that we'd record a song with the winner of Final Jam!'' he yelled out.
Shane turned around but they were gone before he could ask any questions.
''This is unbelieveable,'' Shane muttered softly to himself.
It was a good thing he arrived early. Somebody would've noticed him and then it'd turn to complete chaos.
Now all he had to do was find his uncle's cabin.
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Mitchie Torres was just getting dropped off by her mom at Camp Rock.
It was almost like every other camp, except it was a music camp, where some of the most popular groups and singers were discovered.
She could only wish that her dreams would become real, and this is where it was most likely to happen.
Mitchie was amazed by how many kids were actually going to this camp. But it was very popular so it wasn't really a surprise. She just couldn't believe that so many kids came here to show off their talents.
From her view, she could see a few kids laughing and playing their instruments. While there were a couple of teens away from the crowds of laughter and joy alone, doing what they seemed to be very passionate about. And that's exactly how Mitchie was.
Mitchie didn't think any kid at Camp Rock would just go there to become famous or anything like that. Most of them just shared what they were good at; ignoring the people who tried to let them down. For Mitchie, it was because she loved doing it. Music was always a big part of her life and now she has the chance of showing everyone why. But the thing that stopped her was what she thought everyone else would think. And what she thought of herself.
She felt very insecure about herself, and that's where the music kicks in. She'd sing and write out her feelings but when nobody else was around, but would also enjoy one of the things she loved most.
''Mitchie, are you okay?'' a voice interupted her thoughts. It was her mother, Connie Torres.
''Huh? Oh yes mom. It's just . . . nevermind.'' Mitchie bit her lip, but started to smile at a thought. ''Thanks so much mom. Camp Rock is gonna be awesome.
Connie smiled.
''Are you gonna perform at Opening Night?'' She asked. Mitchie shrugged but shook her head.
''I think I'll pass.''
Connie sighed, but kept it at that.
''Okay. Just make sure you call me at least twice a day.''
''Will do mom.'' Mitchie promised, and started to open the door to her mother's catering van.
''Okay Mitchie. Have fun. And make sur you have your inhaler.''
Mitchie hasn't had a serious asthma attack in 3 years, but that didn't mean she shouldn't have it in case of an emergency.
''Yes mom. And yes, I have those too.'' Mitchie replied, grabbing her bags; which included her songbook, her clothes, things for her hair, and a few other things. Her guitar was carried on her shoulder in a case. She stepped out of the van, waved goodbye to her mom, and took a deep breathe.
It's okay. You can do it Mitch. She told herself, and started walking to the lake, where everyone was supposed to meet head counselor, Dee LaDuke, and get their schedules and cabin numbers.
AN- So, what did ya think? Oh, and please review. I'll update faster if I get at least 5 reviews.
