A/N: Gahh… I went to a Jonas Brothers concert the other night, IT WAS AWESOME

A/N: Gahh… I went to a Jonas Brothers concert the other night, IT WAS AWESOME! But the sprinkler system went off at the end, so no encore. 

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Camp Rock, Connect Three, or anything but my own characters…

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So turn on that radio

As loud as it can go

Wanna dance until my feet can't feel the ground

Say goodbye to all my fears

One good song they disappear

And nothing in the world can bring me down

Hand clapping

Hip shaking

Heart breaking

There's no faking

What you feel, when you ride it home
Yeah

"MUSIC'S IN MY SOUL! I CAN HEAR IT, EVERY DAY AND EVERY NIGHT! IT'S THE ONE THING ON MY MIND!"

The three breathless friends burst into giggles and collapsed onto the bottom bunk of their beds. The unpacking had been done, the three girls had to share one dresser once Dilann had unpacked all of her things, and the beds were made up to their own liking. Jane rolled on her side, propping her chin up on her hand, "Do you think its possible to have a worse roommate than Dilann?" she mused.

Allie let her hands fold behind her head, staring at the top of her bunk, it was decorated with numerous posters and pictures. Mostly of her guitars back home. "I guess its possible, but pretty hard to do." She replied seriously, causing Katie and Jane to giggle even more.

Connect Three's 'Play My Music' was still blasting behind their words. Their newest CD was better than all of their other ones, amazing really, and Allie never missed the chance to blast it. She closed her eyes softly, letting the music sink into her system as Katie and Jane continued to babble about how rude Dilann was. Connect Three's sound always soothed her, even on her hardest days.

Music's in my soul

I can hear it

Every day and every night

It's the one thing on my mind

The music was suddenly turned off, and Allie was interrupted rudely from her trance. She sat up straight in the bed, looking outraged, "Hey I was listening to… that…" she said, but trailed off and lost her spunk when she realized who had turned off the music.

"Sorry… Its just… really loud." Shane Gray replied, running a hand through his dark hair. In truth, listening to the music inspired by his old muse was making him ache all over. Everything he was trying to forget about Mitchie Torres was floating back into his head.

"Sorry. I didn't realize." Allie said sheepishly, fiddling with the fringe of her old comforter. She chewed on her lip, not looking up at Shane. Having the person who wrote the music she was so in love with tell her to turn it down was pretty embarrassing.

Shane's eyes were elsewhere, staring at the pictures she had of guitars all around her space. "Woah. Are those all yours?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. He walked toward the bunk, reaching over Allie's head to pluck one of the pictures off of the wooden frame. "Nice. A Stagg right?" he asked.

"They're just as good as a Yamaha or an Ibanez without all the--" Allie began defensively, but Shane had finished for her.

"Publicity. I know." He was staring at the picture with a small smile on his face, "And its not as much money either." He added, looking up at Allie. "Are all of those yours?" he asked, looking to the other eleven pictures.

Allie nodded silently, shock freezing her. Shane Gray was talking to her, asking her about her guitars, her babies, SHANE GRAY. "You don't just stick to Staggs, you have a bunch of different ones… Is that a Razorhead?!"

"It was my dad's." Allie replied smugly, crossing her arms. "Does it make you jealous?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.

Shane looked up from the picture at Allie, a slight smirk playing on his face. "Oh so jealous." He said, handing the picture back to her. Allie took the picture gingerly in both of her hands, as if it were the actual guitar. "Do you have her with you?" he asked.

"Actually, HE is at home because of your ridiculous rule." Allie replied, Jane and Katie were simply staring at her as if she were insane for challenging Shane Gray. But Shane was simply smirking at her, one eyebrow cocked, "You know… the one about only bringing one guitar? Its like choosing my favorite kid…"

Shane chuckled, "It wasn't my idea, it was Nate's. Less clutter around the place. But let me tell you, we don't provide any Razorheads here… you should have brought that one." He said.

"Are you NUTS?" Allie asked incredulously, "You ALWAYS bring your first guitar, ALWAYS!" she said, grinning. Shane nodded approvingly, then looked at Katie and Jane. Unbeknownst to himself and Allie, the other two were staring at them like aliens.

"Well…" Shane cleared his throat, "I'm gonna have to go… and I'll see you guys later." He said he waved his hands awkwardly, then stuffed his hands in the pockets of his skinny jeans and walked out of the cabin.

Allie waved her hand lightly, and then turned her head to look at Jane and Katie. "What?" she asked, raising her eyebrows at them.

"Where have you been?" Jason asked accusingly as soon as Shane stepped through the doors of their cabin. He was sitting on his bed, his arms crossed, looking slightly suspicious. "You weren't trying to call her were you?"

"No reception." Shane mumbled in reply, then shrugged, "I was talking to some of the campers. This one girl has 12 guitars… She was really pissed you only let her bring one Nate." He turned to look at Nate, who was sitting on his own bed with lesson plans spread out in front of him.

Nate looked up, "Who was?" he asked, then looked back down at the lesson plans. It didn't even seem like he was listening anymore, but Shane plowed on anyway.

"Allie. That girl from the assembly… the one who--" Shane began, but Jason cut him off.

"She tripped over the bench right? Allie Morgann… That was really funny." He broke into chuckles, shaking his head lightly.

Shane rolled his eyes, then nodded, "That's the one. She said that it was like picking her favorite child." He smirked at the memory, how comical the words had been, "You should be one to understand that one Nathaniel." He joked, then sat down, a smile on his face.

"Wait a second… Is that a smile?" Jason asked, his chuckling had stopped as he jumped up from the bed, "Someone take a picture! Quick! Before it goes away! Shane Gray is smiling!"

Nate's head snapped up as well, his eyebrows raised, "Woah. You are smiling." He said, "You haven't smiled to anyone but fans since Mitchie dumped you."

Shane's face dropped, he remembered now, he was brooding. Jason shot Nate a glare. "Are you KIDDING ME?! Nate! He was smiling and you just ruined it. Great job." He shot at Nate.

"Well I'm sorry! I didn't know he would turn back into Ryan from the OC if I even mentioned her name." Nate defended himself, looking indignant.

"Guys." Shane said, holding up both his hands, then dropping them when he heard the collective sigh of 'Sorry' from the boys. "Just forget it, OK? Obviously Mitchie and I are over… and its time for me to move on." Jason and Nate stared at him, mouths agape, "I just need a little more time to get over it. So you'll have to deal with me for a little while longer."

Nate and Jason both nodded, holding back smiles, "That kind of sounds like the old Shane again." Nate said, cocking an eyebrow. "Which is very good, because the old Shane will have a lot more fun at this camp without that girl on his mind."

"Especially because when he forgets about… that girl… He can focus on Allison Morgann." Jason put in, looking superior as Shane shot him a glare. Shane lifted the pillow from his bed and pegged it at Jason, who caught it, laughing.

A/N: Thanks for reading! Please R&R so I know to add more to the story. Thanks. Also, I'm taking a poll, which characters do you think should end up together, vote in the reviews.

Nate & Kate

Shane & Allie

Jason & Jane

Shane & Jane

Nate & Allie

Jason & Kate

ETC.