Disclaimer: I do no own Camp Rock or any of its characters.
Hey guys! So it's literally been over a year... Sorry! This is probably why I shouldn't attempt to be an author, I get distracted way too easily.
So, I'm sorry to say but while I may be adding more chapters to this story at last, I cannot guarantee that I will see it to the end. Even if I do, it could be years... Sorry! I hate when authors do that too, yet here I am...
Also, let me say now that I am absolutely not confident at all in my ability to capture these characters' personalities. So please bear with me, a lot of people will likely be OOC because I'm just horrible xD.
I also ask you to please remember that I have no beta reader so my apologies for any mistakes. I'm not aided by the fact that I wrote this at 1 am...
Well, I suppose without further ado here's chapter two! (hehe, that rhymed!)
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Jason:
Jason stepped onto the bus that would take him to Camp Rock, a place he'd dreamed of attending since he was little. He clambered to an empty seat near the back of the bus and watched his sister out of the window as the bus pulled away and she grew to a tiny dot on the horizon.
Glancing around for the first time, he noted that there were only a few other passengers currently, Happy Hearts had been one of the earlier stops in the day. He pulled his old iPod and headphones from his beat-up backpack and turned on some music to make time pass a little faster.
As the day went on, more and more people boarded the bus to Camp Rock, the bus wasn't overflowing by any means, but it was full enough with kids ranging from ten to eighteen. Most people rode there with parents or friends, but for those who needed it, the bus was there.
In the early hours of the afternoon, Jason leaned his head on the window and fell into a peaceful sleep, only woken by the jostling and murmuring of the other inhabitants of the bus. He sat up from where he had ended up hunched over, and stretched out his limbs, it seemed that they had arrived. Suddenly, it felt as his stomach would burst from all the excitement he now felt!
It hadn't really felt real until now when he was actually here with a giant "Camp Rock" sign staring him straight in the face. He exited the bus, grabbing his small bag from under the bus and gazed around the camp with wonder. He couldn't wait to start the next day, but first, he needed his cabin assignment. He glanced around and noticed a bunch of people gathered around a bulletin board and figured that would be a good place to start. He shouldered his duffle bag and made his way over.
Before he actually got to the board however, he felt a warm hand on his shoulder, stopping him. He turned and before him was standing a man with short, slightly greying, dark hair. He was wearing a light colored button down shirt, opened to reveal a band tee underneath. The man spoke, "Would you happen to be Jason Greene?"
Jason blinked in surprise, "Yeah, that's me."
"Excellent!" The man said as he thrust his had out to shake Jason's. "Brown Cessario. Camp Director slash founding member and bass guitar for the White Crows." Before Jason could even think of a response Brown continued. "Come. Follow me."
Jason followed Brown through the camp, wondering where he was being led, while also noting that he was receiving a lot of stares from passersby. They probably thought he was in trouble already. They arrived at a large cabin, much bigger than those they had passed on their way here. Brown opened the door and gestured for Jason to enter, he did so. Brown followed close behind him and they halted not far inside the door.
"This is my personal cabin." Brown stated. "Come here if you need anything. We usually don't offer full scholarships here, but I know talent when I see it, and you and your sister both have it. It's a shame she was too young to join you. Anyway, keep the scholarship thing on the down low if you don't mind."
There was a knock on the door they had just come through. "Ah, perfect timing." Jason stared confused after the man as he walked back to the door. Brown opened the door and stepped aside to let another kid round his age pass through. "Welcome Back Shane!" The boy just grinned at Brown. He had medium length, dark, shaggy hair and was dressed in a T-shirt and jeans, similar to Jason's own outfit.
Jason wondered briefly if maybe he wasn't the only scholarship student this summer. The thought didn't last long however as Brown and the other boy approached and Brown began speaking again. "Shane this is Jason Greene." He introduced. "Jason, this is Shane Grey, my nephew. You'll be bunking with him and his friend for the summer. I thought they would be good to help you adjust."
He glanced between the two boys, "Now get out there, get to it! You know where to find me if you need me. Shane will show you around." With that he turned and walked out of the cabin leaving the two boys alone.
Shane smiled slightly, his uncle having told him about Jason before everyone arrived. "C'mon lets go, I'll show you around the camp and introduce you to some people."
Jason grinned back "Sure, thanks."
They left the cabin, Shane playing the part of tour guide to a tee. He showed him the mess hall, the classrooms, the docks, and everything in between, saving the cabins for last. He showed him around the general area of the cabins, pointing out that one side were girls cabins, while the other side was for the boys. They walked to the boys area and approached a cabin labeled, "Groove".Shane walked in the door, beckoning Jason to follow.
Inside were a set of bunk beds and a single bed arranged nicely to still allow for space to move around the cabin. Before Jason could observe much more, he noted the presence of another person on the couch off to the side of the room. A boy with short, dark, curly hair was sat there, guitar in hand. They'd interrupted his strumming. Shane spoke first, "Hey man, this is our new roomie, Jason." He gestured to Jason, "Jason this is my friend Nate."
Jason waved a hand in greeting, "Good to meet you."
Nate grinned, "You too. Top or bottom?" He asked.
Jason turned to him bewildered. "What?"
Nate and Shane both huffed a laugh. Nate spoke again, "Top bunk or bottom bunk? Our resident princess always gets the single bed." He rolled his eyes as he gestured to Shane, whilst also laughing.
"Hey! I resent that!" Shane shouted and aimed a pillow at Nate's head, missing by quite a bit.
Jason barked a laugh before turning back to Nate."I'll take top if you don't mind." After all, he was used to the top bunk from Happy Hearts where he always let Mitchie take bottom because she was afraid she would fall off.
Nate shrugged, "Makes no difference to me." As if to show how little he cared, he got off of the couch and put his guitar on its stand before plopping himself onto the bottom bunk. He grinned at Jason, "Welcome to Camp Rock, bro."
Jason grinned right back. He'd been here less than a day, and already he felt at home here. He tossed his things onto the top bunk as Shane said, "C'mon guys lets grab some dinner before Opening Jam starts!"
Jason walked with his two new friends as they explained more about Camp Rock and all of the Jams. Al the while he couldn't help but think how much his sister would love this place, he couldn't wait to write to her and tell her all about it.
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Hey! I hope you liked it!
I had a lot more planned for this chapter, but it would have gotten to be WAY too long, so I'll just split it into multiple chapters I suppose. We'll get back to Mitchie in Chapter three and see some correspondence between the siblings. I had Chapters 2 and 3 plotted out in my work book, but with how long this ended up being and I only got half way through what I'd plotted, the next few chapters should come pretty easily/quickly as I have enough material to get through to probably at least chapter 5. Hopefully I won't drop you guys for a year again.
Let me know what you think!
