A/N Ok, so this is a new story...I'm writing and posting it probably a little slower than my other stuff was, but we'll see how it turns out!


Another summer at Camp Rock – another summer teaching wanna be rock stars and faux divas like Tess Tyler how to strut their stuff in a manner effective enough to get noticed. If you couldn't sell music, sell sex. Shane knew that well enough, after all, it had worked for Connect Three. Sure, their music was alright, but that's not why girl's screamed whenever the three boys walked into a room and they all knew it. This summer would be different than last, of course. This summer Shane's girlfriend, Mitchie, would be a counselor alongside him and not a camper. He knew that he was supposed to be excited but there was just something about the camp that didn't feel like home anymore.

"Isn't this going to be so fun?" She gushed, squeezing his hand as the limousine approached the camp.

"Of course!" Shane plastered on a smile for her. He cared for Mitchie and he wanted her to be happy, so he would pretend – pretend for her, for Jason and for Nate. Then again, Nate and Jason seemed too wrapped up in their newfound relationship to notice much one way or the other.

"God…what if the campers don't listen to me? I mean a lot of them will be the same kids that were there last year and what if they don't respect me because of, well, you know…everything with my mom?" Mitchie bit her lip, looking nervous.

"Then they'll have your big, strong, rock star boyfriend to answer too," Shane smiled, leaning in to kiss her. He didn't let on as he pulled away that he didn't feel the same spark in the kiss that he had a year ago when they had first met. Something had changed in their relationship in the last few months and Shane wasn't sure what it was, so he let it go, acting as though he felt no difference, acting as though the passion was still new and exciting the way that it seemed to be for Mitchie. After all, the girl hadn't done anything wrong, so why should he break her heart?

"Yeah…that should do the trick!" She smiled, resting her head on Shane's shoulder and letting out a deep sigh. "It's nice to be back, you know, where we first met."

"It is," Nate smiled, leaning in to kiss Jason on the cheek.

"How weird is this?" Jason grinned. "TWO couples in ONE limousine that met at CAMP ROCK?! I mean what are the odds!"

"Shut up," Nate rolled his eyes, though even Shane could detect the slight grin on his face as he slapped his boyfriend upside the head gently.

"Fuck you," Jason rolled his eyes.

"Later," Nate smiled.

"Oh for the love of god," Shane sighed.

"Is there something about this place that just brings out the asshole in you?" Nate asked. "Or am I imagining that."

"You're imagining it!" Mitchie piped up. "This place brings out the romance in him, doesn't it babe?"

"Of course!" Shane said again, nodding vigorously in agreement with his girlfriend. "You know me – mister summer time romance!"

"Well that is how I fell in love with you," Mitche shrugged, sitting up straight and stretching. "Well, I guess it's time to find our cabins!"

Seeing as it was a youth summer camp, Shane and Mitchie couldn't sleep in the same cabin, so the three boys went to one Instructor's Lodge while Mitchie went to another to set up. An instructor's lodge had four beds for four instructors and by the time Nate, Jason and Shane got there, whoever the fourth counselor was had already come and gone. There was a suitcase placed neatly at the foot of the bed and nothing but a book on the dresser.

"He's either really, really neat like Nate," Shane mused. "Or he hasn't had time to make a mess yet."

"I hope it's the first one," Nate bit his lip. "I DO NOT want a messy room mate…I hate messes."

"Could you be any gayer?" Shane asked.

"I could try," Nate shrugged, grinning.

"Don't."

"Fine then." Nate laughed. "I'll stay the way I am, just gay enough to be in love with Jason." He slipped his arm around his boyfriend. "Now be a doll and give us some time to christen in the cabin."

"Fine…" Shane rolled his eyes and grabbed his swim trunks, deciding to begin his summer at camp with a dip in the lake while his band mates began theirs with a quickie. He changed in the showers and headed towards the lake. He was about to jump in when he saw a boy across the lake run and do a flip before landing an expertly performed swan dive into the water. Shane's eyes widened at the skill that the maneuver required and he suddenly felt embarrassed by his inabilities concerning gymnastics. Instead of entering the lake, he decided to sit on his towel and enjoy the sun. As he sunbathed, his eyes caught the boy's bright blond hair as he swam through the water.

Jesus…Shane bit his lip. When did the campers get more talented than me? He couldn't avert his eyes as he watched the blond boy glide through the water as though there was nothing difficult about it. The boy made the motions look effortless and even Shane couldn't ignore the prominent muscles that flexed each time he swam past. After almost a half an hour of watching him, Shane saw the boy pull himself from the lake without any struggled and grab a towel, slinging it over his shoulders before he walked away. Only once the boy was gone did Shane decide to finally take his swim. He eased into the water with nowhere near the grace and style of the blond, but it didn't matter – no one was watching him. He did laps for about 45 minutes before he grew tired.

Once he got out of the lake, Shane took a quick shower, dressing himself in a black t-shirt and tight, grey jeans before heading back to the Cabin. When he returned, he could hear Nate and Jason talking with someone, the other cabin mate, he assumed. When he entered, however, he did a double take. The boy that his band mates were talking to was the same boy that he had been watching down at the lake.

"Oh! Shane, there you are!" Jason smiled, standing up and grabbing Shane's arm, pulling him over to the conversation. "Shane, this is Maxxie Oliver, he's the new dance instructor – and guess what?! He's BRITISH! How awesome is that! He's from…um…shit."

"Bristol," Maxxie offered, standing and holding a hand out to Shane. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Yeah…likewise I guess." Shane gulped, shaking the boy's hand awkwardly.

"Alright, well Jason and I are off to the showers," Nate proclaimed, standing up.

"Wait, we are?" Jason asked.

"Yes, we are." Nate nodded. "I feel sweaty, I want a shower and you're coming."

"Oh. Got it!" Jason grinned, grabbing two towels and following after Nate like a loyal dog.

"Wow," Shane faked a laugh as his friends left. "Can you say whipped?"

"I saw you, you know." Maxxie folded his arms across his chest, covering the logo on his white t-shirt. "I know that you were watching me at the lake."

A/N Maxxie Oliver is a character from the BBC show Skins, this is kind of a crossover, there are picture links and a video link on my profile!