Hey guys! here is chapter 2! i hope you like it!

Disclaimer: i don't own Connect Three or Camp Rock. I don't own the 'Grey' parents. I do own Melissa, Becky, Nathan, Niki, and their dad. I do own the story idea/plot line.

Chapter 2: The Screamer and Goodbyes.

"WHAT!!" Becky screamed and our dad and their parents just sat there listening to her freak out.

"Becky, please. This is the only thing that I could do. I can't afford to keep three daughters, especially with Melissa shopping like crazy. I looked down at my feet and sighed. I wish that we didn't have to go but I guess that we did have to go.

"Dad! Please! Don't make us leave! Please! I don't want to go to LA! Please!" Becky was now sobbing and our dad looked absolutely crushed.

"Becky. It won't be that bad. I mean you'll be able to hang out with Nate, Shane and Jason. You'll have friends and you won't have to worry about being followed because you're going to marry one of the boys." Becky glared at Mr. and Mrs. Grey while sobbing.

"And you think that that makes things better? I have to marry Nate! How is that not going to be awkward?" Becky turned to our dad red eyed and emotional.

"Why do we have to do this? Why do you have to ruin my life? I didn't ask for this and I don't want it!" Becky ran up the stairs and slammed her door. My dad looked at me then at the Grey's.

"Niki. Stay here. I'm going to tell Melissa the news. Then I'm coming back down and leaving Becky to herself to calm down." I nodded not really saying anything on the outside, but on the inside I was extremely mad at my dad. I mean how could he just let Becky be upset and him not try to make her feel better. I sighed and looked at my feet. Hoping that saying goodbye, wouldn't be as hard as I thought that it would be.

My dada knocked on Melissa's door and waited. When he didn't hear an answer he knocked again. He waited for another couple of minutes before knocking again. He sighed when he didn't hear an answer, so he pounded on the door and finally got an answer. Melissa yanked on the door and stared at our dad.

"Yes daddy?" Melissa stared at our dad innocently. They way she always does when she wants something.

"Lissa, we need to have a talk." Melissa nodded and let our dad in. He sat on her bed and cleared his throat.

"Daddy, is the talk about sex? Because if it is I already know all about the talk." Our dad shook his head and took a deep breath.

"Meli. Lissa. Honey, do you know who Connect Three is?" Melissa stared at our dad with a 'duh' look.

"Dad! Connect Three is only the HOTTEST band EVER! Shane and Jason are sooooo hott! I personally think Jason is the hottest one of them all!" My dad nodded and laughed a little but frowned when he remembered what he had come here to say.

"Melissa. I have to tell you something." Melissa looked at our dad, while grabbing objects of clothing putting them in front of her seeing how they looked.

"Yes daddy?" our dad took another deep breath.

"If you could marry any member of connect Three, who would it be?" Melissa thought for a minute then found and answers.

"Well if I had a choice… I would marry Jason and Shane! I mean they're both sooooo HOTT! And me and them together would be like the PERFECT couple. I mean I'm hott and Shane's hott and Jason's hott. It would be meant to be." Our dad smiled grimily thinking of Melissa's theory of genetics and DNA.

"Melissa. I need to tell you something and I don't want you to freak out." Melissa nodded and our dad sat up straight and took a deep breath.

"Melissa, Mr. and Mrs. Grey are downstairs, and they are here on business that involves you, Niki and Becky." Melissa looked confused and tilted her head to the side.

"Melissa what I'm trying to say is that, you, Niki, and Becky are in an arranged marriage to the members of Connect Three." Melissa's eyes widened and her face lit up greatly.

"Who am I marrying? Jason? I really hope that it's Jason. I mean Shane is hot but Jason is the one that I want. Besides, I took a quiz and it said that me and Shane would never get along. And I figured out that he's too big of a dive for me. Besides I like them HOTT and dumb." Our dad sighed and looked down at his feet. He looked back up at Melissa and braced himself for screaming.

"So what would you do if you were told that you had to marry Shane?" Melissa turned around abruptly and stared at our dad.

"Dad, if I had to marry Shane, I would only like him because he is Hott." Our dad sighed and braced himself for major screams.

"Melissa, you're getting married to Shane." Melissa's eyes widened and she dropped all of the clothes that she had in her arms and her jaw dropped.

"I'M WHAT?????????" Our dad plugged his ears and repeated himself.

"Melissa, you are marring Shane." Melissa's eyes widened again.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Melissa's scream could be heard in Becky's room and downstairs, where me and Mr. and Mrs. Grey were sitting.

"So Niki, do you think Melissa knows?" I nodded to Mr. Grey and winced at my sisters loud screech. Mr. and Mrs. Grey must have noticed because they laughed a little.

"How can you not be hurt by her loud screech?" They laughed again and I looked confused.

"Niki. I'm sure that they boys will absolutely love you. You're really funny." I looked at them sceptical because they still hadn't answered my question.

"We have to hear girls scream for Nate, Shane and Jason all the time. So we've gotten used to the screaming." I nodded and it went silent for a minute or two before my dad came downstairs.

"Niki. Tomorrow is your last day of school before you leave to LA. Go upstairs and pack. And can you please talk to Becky?" I nodded and my dad hugged me and kissed the top of my head before I walked up the stairs to my room.

I grabbed my big, black suitcase and started packing what clothes I actually did wear into the bag. I made sure to pack my black and red argyle hoodie, and my black and red converse, my black skinny jeans. I packed the rest of my jeans, and my hoodie's and tee shirts. I then proceeded to pack all of my songs, poems and stories that I had written. I packed all of my pictures of my family and of my friends. I found a picture of me and Becky when we were in the fourth grade. We had made cookies and had flour everywhere. There was flour in our hair, on our clothes, and flour on the roof. Needless to say, me and Becky make the best dang cookies ever! Yeah even though we made the biggest mess ever. The next thing I found was the picture of an ultrasound of me when I wasn't born yet. I smiled and saw how little I was then. I put the pictures in the bag and zipped it up. I sighed and knew that I had more packing to do, but I figured that I should talk to Becky. I sighed and pushed myself off of the floor and left my room. I walked down the hall, to Becky's room and knocked. There were a couple minutes of silence before she opened the door.

"Niki. Come in. we have a lot to talk about." I was suddenly pulled in as Becky started pacing back and forth.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Becky didn't stop pacing, she just sped up.

"How can I marry Nate Grey? I don't even know the guy! And what if I don't like him? What if we don't get along? What is he cheats on me? I don't want this!" I looked at Becky in sympathy.

"Becky think of it this way, at least you don't have to marry someone who's older than you. And I heard that Nate is really likeable. And you're really likeable. So there should be no problem with that. And he's cute, he can sing really well, so you might actually end up liking him more than you think." Becky turned around and stopped pacing.

"Niki. You rock at pep talks. But I'm still REALLY REALLY mad that we have to leave anyway. I mean I don't want to marry someone that I didn't get to choose. I mean I like Cale. A lot. How am I just supposed to forget about him?" I shrugged and was about to say something when our dad walked into Becky's room and told us that it was lights out. Becky ignored my dad when he tried talking to him, and instead pushed past him to go to the bathroom.

"Niki? Did you talk to her?' I nodded and yawned before answering.

"Yeah I did. But she's still mad at you. Although I did get her to calm down about the arranged marriage thing." Our dad smiled and nodded and left the room to his room. I yawned again and yelled a goodnight to Becky before going to my room and falling asleep.

The next morning was painful. Today was the day that we had to say goodbye to our school, our friends, our house, our dad, our city, and our country. I mean yeah we would be in Los Angeles, but seriously, I love Canada. And I loved my friends and my family and my school was so-so. Anyway so I got up and went to my closet only to remember that I had packed pretty much everything up. I sighed and dug through my suitcase to find some clothes. I found a pair of black skinny jeans and a belt with black and red spiked checkers; I found a black, white and red, argyle tee-shirt with a white long sleeved shirt underneath that.

Once I was satisfied with my look, I went to have a shower. After I was dressed and had blow-dried my hair, I decided to just leave it naturally straight and put it into pigtails. I finished with some eyeliner and mascara. Once I was done, I went to Becky's room and pounded on her door, so that she would wake up. I hear a groan from inside, so I went to do the same to Melissa's door. I heard no reply so I pounded on the door again, and once I heard a groan from inside, I went downstairs to have breakfast.

Half an hour later, Becky emerged downstairs in dark blue skinny jeans and a black and blue argyle shirt with a black and lime green checkered belt with her signature black and white checkered converse.

"I am so not looking forward to today." She flopped down at the table and shoved a piece of toast in her mouth.

"Well if it isn't the two ugly step-sisters. How are you two today uglies?" I looked at Melissa and gagged. She was wearing a short, hot pink, mini mini skirt with a hot pink tube top. And to top it all off, hot pink flats.

"Did some strange hot pink oompa loompa throw up on you this morning?" Becky snorted from trying not to laugh.

"Did your fairy gothmother, give you another hideous outfit suggestion?" I looked down and what I was wearing and shrugged. I didn't see anything wrong with it.

"Becky, why are you eating toast and jam? Do you know what that does to you? Do you want to look like me or like Niki?" I looked down again. I didn't get it. I wasn't fat and I wasn't stick thin. I was normal. What is wrong with that?" Becky scoffed at the suggestion and finished eating her toast.

"I would rather look like Niki." I smiled and Micayla stuck a finger in her mouth and gagged. Oh what I would give to shove that finger in her eye.

"Whatevs. Hurry up we're going to be late for our last day." Me and Becky grabbed our bags and headed out the door. Knowing that today would be a terrible day.

When the last bell had rung, I was so glad. It was a horrible day. Not only did I have to listen to teachers go on and on and on about how Melissa their star in volleyball, and basketball, and soccer and head cheerleader would be leaving them. And if that's not enough, I also had to pack around endless amounts of cards for Melissa because some people might not be able to see her goodbye. I slammed my locker shut a couple of times before Becky walked up to me with all her stuff ready to go.

"GAHHH!!!! STU-PID ME-LISS-A!!!" I slammed my locker door shut multiple times while Becky stood there with a scared expression on her face.

"Niki, did you get millions of cards too?" I slammed my locker shut one more time before opening it and screaming into it.

"I'll take that as a yes then?" I nodded and rest my head against the door and sighed

"I'm in a horrible mood." Becky sighed and agreed with me.

"Cale didn't even say goodbye because stupid Tessa forbid him to! GAH! I HATE HER SOOOO MUCH!!!!" I looked over at Becky to see her stomping on her notebook.

"We've both had bad days. And it sucks." Becky nodded and smiled a bit which confused me.

"Looks like you're about to be in a better mood. Here comes Nathan to say goodbye." I looked over at Nathan and waved and smiled.

"Niki. I'm glad that you haven't left yet. I've made you something to remember you and me by." He handed me a thick photograph book and went to open it but he stopped me.

"Niki. There are things in here that you might not even remember. But I do. And I don't want you to forget me. So on the last page; I've included every one of ours friend's phone numbers, emails, facebooks, myspaces, and even nex's. Becky's friends are on here too." I looked at Nathan and smiled widely. I jumped up and hugged his neck while he wrapped his arms around my back.

"Niki. We have to go." I pulled away slowly and put my bad around my shoulders. I gave Nathan one last hug before pulling away and walking away waving back one time.

Once we were on the bus and waiting to go home, I opened the book. And on the very first page, I saw my schedule that was highlighted to show every single class that I had with Nathan and with Becky. It had 'Nathan+Niki=Best Friends Forever' written in gold calligraphy. I turned the page to see a ticket to the very first show that me and Nathan were in Drama class. It was a play written by one of the students called 'The extraordinaire'. Below the tickets were pictures of me and him in costumes goofing off. I kept on flipping through pages until I got to the very last two. Nathan was telling the truth. There was a 'phone book' for me and a 'phone book' for Becky. I gave the book to Becky to see and immediately, she whipped out her phone and started texting people. All that I did was lean back in the seat and wait in anticipation for the plane ride to LA, to meet our future husbands.

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