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A/N: Omg! You guys are amazing! I am so glad you like this story!! I didn't really expect it to be such a hit! Almost 20 reviews in only two chapters, you all rock! And because I love you all, instead of spending outside in the lovely Pennsylvania air, I sat inside my trailer and wrote this in a little tiny notebook that I got from Friendly's. So I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Rock.

The next morning when Nate woke up he walked out of the room to find Shane still asleep on the couch. He walked over to the little table where Jason was eating breakfast. He made sure that he was quiet as he walked over because no matter how nice Shane was last night he was sure to be a grouch when he woke up. In the past, Nate and Jason made sure to stay clear of Shane up until at least noon. No one ever bothered Shane while he was sleepy.

Nate looked to Jason and leaned in closer in order not to wake up Shane. "Did he say anything before he went to sleep?"

"He said Goodnight." Jason replied as if it was the most obvious answer.

But Jason didn't realize how strange that was. Shane NEVER said goodnight. He would always just leave and go to bed not to be seen again until morning.

Nate got his breakfast and just as he was about done, Shane started to wake up. Nate stared at the table to avoid the wrath of Sleep Monster Shane.

But Jason, clueless as ever, greeted him anyway. "Good Morning Shane!" He said happily and Nate shot him a look.

Shane sat up rubbing his eyes sleepily and mumbled something that sounded like "Mornin'"

Jason was about to speak again when Nate elbowed him to keep him quiet. "Ow." Jason rubbed his arm.

Nate cautiously took a glance over at Shane and noticed he was going to stand up. Nate raised an eyebrow. Something was definitely up with Shane. It usually took him forever to get out of bed.

He watched as Shane walked over, grabbed a bowl, a box of cheerios, and a spoon and sat at the table with them. He didn't make a sound as he watched Shane pour his cereal and milk into the bowl.

As Nate observed the unusually serene Shane eat breakfast, he decided to make a mental list of Shane's unusual behavior:

He no longer had an attitude.

He gave up his room

He slept on the couch without a fight

He didn't snap at Jason for saying 'Good Morning'

He got out bed in a matter of minutes

He was actually eating cereal and not demanding that someone cook him chocolate chip pancakes

He sat with them while eating said cereal

And he just looked at Jason and asked if he was excited about tonight's concert.

"What about you Nate?

Shane was now looking at him.

"Oh…uh, yeah I guess."

Before Shane could say anything else Jason cut in.

"Man, I love going on tour! All the cities we get to see and the fans we get to meet!"

Nate smiled softly. Jason was always the positive one and ironically enough, the one who kept Nate sane. "And what about playing music, Jase?"

"Oh yeah! That too."

Nate chuckled.

"And how about you Shane?" Jason asked happily turning to Shane. Nate also looked at Shane expectantly wondering what he was going to say. Lately, Shane didn't seem to like going on tour.

"Oh-I don't know." He rested back in his seat. "I suppose being on stage in front of thousands of people cheering for me –us- is what I enjoy. It keeps me going. And when we go on tour, experiencing that everyday, well that's what I like about it."

Nate stared at him wide-eyed. That's something old-old Shane would say. The Shane that just got a record deal. But the old Shane would laugh at that.

Shane must have noticed the look on Nate's face, "What?" He questioned him.

Nate shook his head a bit, "Dude, what is going on with you?"

Shane furrowed his brow, "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" Nate repeated and scoffed, "It's like you went from bad boy to the person I considered my brother when I met you at Camp Rock three years ago in just a matter of hours! I'm not complaining. I'm just saying what happened?"

Shane sighed, "I don't know how to explain it. I've just been thinking a lot. About what you said, and what Hot Tunes and my fans are saying, and…" He pause a moment and then continued more quietly, "...what Mitchie said."

"Mitchie?" Nate questioned. Who was Mitchie? He thought about it for a moment. "You mean that girl you told off?"

Shane nodded looking down at the table.

"I would have thought you totally forgot about her or hated her or something."

"No-I think about what she said constantly and it made me see who I was and what I had become and I didn't like it. It wasn't fair to you or Jason, my fans and myself. I had forgotten why we started Connect Three and that was for our love of music. Not for the fame or fortune or for the thousands of screaming girls throwing themselves at us but because we love to share our love for music with others."

Even Jason's eyes widened on that one. Never had they imagined something that profound would come out of Shane Gray's mouth.

"Dude…you really mean that?"

Shane nodded, "I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it."

The way he said it and the look on his face convinced Nate that he was telling the truth.

"So…you're back?"

Before Shane could answer Jason did, "Where did he go?"

Nate looked to Jason. "He got lost inside of his big head but hopefully he's back and here to stay." He directed that mostly to Shane and quickly glanced at him.

Shane smiled lightly and nodded in the slightest, "I'm back and if I ever start heading down that path again PLEASE don't let me. It was a cold and lonely journey back and I don't forgive myself for leaving and I wouldn't be surprised if you guys didn't either."

Nate reached over and placed his hand on his shoulder. "Shane-you're our best friend, we're like brothers and we're all gonna do something stupid but we wouldn't be like brothers if we didn't forgive each other for doing stupid things."

"But this was serious Nate. I nearly ruined our careers and our friendship and that's something I never want to do."

Nate shook his head, "As long as you don't let it go to your head again." He smirked as he went and ruffled his already messy hair.

"Hey!" Shane swatted him away, "Don't touch the hair!" Then they both shared a laugh.

"Wait a minute guys!" Jason said bewildered, "Where did Shane go?!"

And that only made them laugh harder.

"Mitchie!"

Mitchie looked up from her place on her bed. For a while she had lost her inspiration to write songs but she was finally getting it back.

So she was on her bed and was writing when she heard her name.

A few moments later, Sierra appeared in the doorway. And she looked like she just won The Nobel Prize.

Mitchie couldn't help but smile at the grin on her friend's face. "Hey Sierra, what's up?"

"Mitchie!" She grinned and ran over to her. "I just won REALLY good seats to the Connect Three concert tonight!" Sierra didn't really like many bands but she LOVED Connect Three. "And I know you might not like them anymore…"

Mitchie cut her off, "What happened with Shane does not affect how I feel about the band, how many times must I repeat myself?"

Sierra sat on the bed grinning at her, "So you'll come with me?"

"I have to ask my parents first." She laughed. "My mom is still hesitant about letting me go do anything that involves Shane Gray."

Sierra nodded, "Yeah I guess. I can understand that. He did hurt you after all."

Mitchie sighed, "Shane Gray is a pig headed, egotistical jerk and not to mention selfish. I don't care what he says."

But the truth was that she did. Ever since Connect Three became popular she always had a major crush on Shane and thought he would be a good person. If she would ever want to talk one of them it would be Shane and she wanted nothing more than for him to like her. And yes she was hurt by his words but she was getting over it.

And Sierra knew this. "Whatever you say Mitchie."

Mitchie gave her a look. "Alright, I'll go ask my parents."

Sierra grinned and clapped as Mitchie groaned and got up.

Sierra followed close behind her with a skip in her step. Mitchie stopped right outside the kitchen where her mother was. "Will you calm down? It's just a concert."

"It's not just a concert!" Sierra protested. "Not everyone went to Camp Rock and had Connect Three in the same area as them." She placed one hand on her hip.

Mitchie rolled her eyes, "I rarely ever saw them and Shane was the only one who was staying there. And I didn't want to see someone who was just going to be a jerk anyway."

"Alright, alright." Sierra sighed and then perked up again. "Go!" She pushed Mitchie towards the doorway.

"I'm going!" Mitchie rolled her eyes playfully and walked into the kitchen to see her mom reading a newspaper. "Hey mom." She greeted sweetly.

"What do you want Mitchie?" Connie asked not looking up from her paper. How do parents always know that?

Mitchie walked over to the table with a smile on her face. "Sierra just won two tickets to the Connect Three concert tonight a few towns over and she wants me to go with her."

Connie looked over the top of the paper and then placed it down on the table. "Do you want to go?"

"Yes." Mitchie nodded.

Connie sighed, "You're sure?"

"Mom…I told you. I still love Connect Three; I'll just try not to concentrate on Shane."

Connie pursed her lips in thought and observed her daughter. Mitchie looked like she really did want to go.

"Pleeeeease." Mitchie put on a begging smile.

Connie sighed again rolling her eyes, "Alright, you can go."

Mitchie smiled brightly and went over and hugged her mother. "Thank you!"

Connie had to laugh at her daughters excitement. "Come on in Sierra!" She knew that Mitchie's friend was right outside the kitchen the whole time and Sierra came in grinning.

Both girls squealed and hugged each other.

"Do you girls need a ride?" Connie asked after the girls calmed down.

"Well my parents said they would drive us there." Sierra explained.

Connie nodded. "Alright then, I'll pick you up."

"Thank you Mrs. Torres, we really appreciate it." Sierra said with a grin.

"You are quite welcome." Connie smiled at them. "What time is the concert?"

"It's at 7." Sierra told her.

Connie looked at the clock on the wall. "Well right now its just about 2:30. Knowing you girls, I think you should start getting ready now."

Mitchie nodded, "Right! Come on, Sierra!" She giggled as she ran out of the kitchen with Sierra right behind her.

A/N: Sorry that was a little bit shorter than normal! I hope you enjoyed it all the same!