Disclaimer: The characters of Camp Rock belong to Disney Channel Original Movies. I am merely borrowing them because they made them interesting enough to do so.
Oh and as soon as any original characters appear (and they will knowing me) they belong to me.
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Chapter 1
More than a Headache
Mitchie Torres woke up to the last day of her sophomore year of school year with a groan and a pounding headache – a somewhat familiar feeling for the sixteen year old over the past year.
"This is getting to be just plain ridiculous." She moaned out loud to herself – only to grab her head as even that slight sound made her head feel like a sledgehammer was doing a break-dance in triple time right inside her skull.
"Mitchie..." Her bedroom door opened and Connie Torres appeared. At the sight of the teenager before her, the older woman immediately went into the en-suite bathroom, returning with a glass and medication. "Here mija, take these."
As Mitchie slowly sat up and took the medication from her, Connie looked around the teenager's room. As always, both keyboard and guitar looked as if they had only just been put down. The computer was on but the c.d. shelf had not been pushed in. What had her feeling slightly worried was the untidy state of the bed – a clear sign of the uneasy night that the teenager before her had just passed through.
"Not another nightmare, Mitchie?" Connie asked as she down on the edge of the bed. "That would be the third one this week if it was."
"I'm not sure." Mitchie replied slowly, trying to recall it. "It was yet... I don't know. It was just, well different somehow."
"Still no details coming through clearly, I take it." Connie asked, nodding in acceptance as the girl slowly shook her head in response. "In that case...." She reached into her pocket and pulled out several familiar looking leaflets.
Mitchie immediately grinned faintly. "Oh look what you found... again."
"Mm, yes, Camp Rock leaflets."
"Connie, I know I've been bothering you about Camp Rock."
"Bothering, no, no, not at all, Mitchie my girl..." The older woman replied grinning slightly. "You may have mentioned, even nagged and oh yes, there has been the occasional leaflet ambush but there has been definitely no bothering of any sort."
"I would laugh but my head might just fall off." Mitchie shot back with an amused snap, blushing slightly. "But I really think that I need to go."
"Honey, I know how much you would like to go but you are also aware of why Steve and I need to discuss this." She rose to her feet. "Now get dressed and come downstairs for breakfast. It's almost ready and Hot Tunes should be on in about thirty minutes."
"Want to lay odds that the jerk is the headline again." Mitchie responded.
"Mija, that's a no-brainer as they say.." Connie threw back as she left the teenager giggling.
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Almost as if the gods of broadcasting had both foster mother and daughter, Hot Tunes was on dead on schedule and the main item was indeed Mitchie's jerk. The jerk otherwise known as the infamous Shane Adam Gray, eighteen year old lead singer of the pop group, Connect 3.
"Connect Three's Shane Gray may have gone too far this time when he stormed off the set of their latest music video shoot, over of all things, a cup of fancy coffee."
The screen showed a clip of the star walking off the set, brushing off his two band-mates.
"This latest action is rumoured to have cost his label thousands of dollars and the star may even lose his own record deal as a result."
"Shane Gray is an idiot." Mitchie murmured out loud to her foster mother. "He has everything. Why is he trying to ruin it for himself?"
"He looks unhappy." Connie replied as they both studied the picture of the pop star on screen. "Clearly stardom does not bring happiness."
"He still looks like a jerk" Mitchie actually growled as she glared at the screen.
The reporter continued. "It's quite clear that Shane Gray needs to clean up his act before he loses everything and to give him time to do just that, the Connect 3 Summer Tour has been cancelled. Here's hoping wherever he is sent can help him and Connect 3 before it is too late."
A picture of all three band members was flashed up onto the screen and Mitchie found herself drawn not to the handsome and troubled lead singer (the fact that she found him so something she would never admit to out loud) but to the oldest member of the group – Jason Richmond.
And for some strange reason, she found herself whispering, "Jake!" – just before her headache increased in strength and everything went black.
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