Sing, Sweet Nightingale Chapter 3, a camp rock fanfic

A/N: So this is it. The final chapter. It turned out to be a three-shot. Review please and let me know what you think. Do you guys want a longer sequel that talks about Mitchie's life after this? Let me know!

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SPOV

After the mystery girl fled, I noticed she had dropped a book. I opened it to see if there was a name, but there wasn't. It was a songbook and a plan formed in my mind. Jason, Nate, and I left the Jam, not in the mood anymore. Nate's girl had left with my mystery girl, and I was irritated with him because he knew the name of the girl he had been flirting with all night. If I knew who that girl was, I could find my mystery girl that way, but Nate was determined to make me search on my own.

The next morning, Jason and I went to Dee's office where she had a camp intercom. "I have a huge favor to ask, Dee. I need to find somebody who was at the Jam last night."

She laughed, "I think you'll be very happy when you do find her."

"So you know who she is?" I asked happily.

"Yes, but I'm not telling you." Figures.

I spoke into the system, "Last night… I uh… I sang with somebody at the Masquerade Jam. And you dropped your songbook when you left. I'd love to return it. The problem is, I don't know who you are. And this is important because you made it one of the best nights of my life. Okay, so here's the deal. If you were the girl I sang with last night, tell me the names of the last four songs you wrote. Thanks, mystery girl. I'll be waiting."

"That was good. That was good," Jason assured me.

"Was that alright?"

"Yeah man. This is gonna be easy," Jason said. It turns out, it was not as easy as we thought it would be.

MPOV

Dee and Nate found me as I walked towards Nate's class. "We have amazing news!" Dee told me excitedly.

"A representative from our label was at the Jam yesterday scouting for new talent. He loved your singing and is going to call later to schedule a meeting with you!" Nate said.

I squealed in happiness. "Seriously?!"

"Yes!" Dee enthused and hugged me. "I gave them my office number." I jumped up and down and skipped all the way to class.

In class, Tess sneered, "We missed you at the Masquerade Jam, Mitchie. I guess a maid's job is just never done."

"Enough!" Thank god for Nate. Just then, we heard Shane's voice on the intercom. Nate was grinning from ear to ear. I assumed that he had known about it already.

"Last night… I uh… I sang with somebody at the Masquerade Jam. And you dropped your songbook when you left. I'd love to return it. The problem is, I don't know who you are. And this is important because you made it one of the best nights of my life. Okay, so here's the deal. If you were the girl I sang with last night, tell me the names of the last four songs you wrote. Thanks, mystery girl. I'll be waiting."

I groaned. I wanted my songbook back, and I'd have to reveal myself to Shane in order to get it. I dreaded the confrontation that would follow, he probably wouldn't believe me anyways.

After class, Caity and I stayed behind to talk to Nate. "So when are you going to tell Shane that it was you?" Nate asked.

"When I get a chance, I will, maybe. Just… I need some time to mentally prepare myself," I grimaced. Feelings had developed for Shane from the time we had spent together, and I had to accept those before I could do anything else. I was thrilled that I was the girl with the voice, but what if Shane wasn't? The thought scared me. We stepped out of the voice cabin together, not noticing a figure scurrying away.

SPOV

I was exasperated with the amount of girls lined up to claim it was them so I told them we were going to be taking a little break. "God, they're all the same. But that girl from last night. Special," I complained to Nate and Jason.

"Yeah man, I saw it, man," Nate comforted me. "I mean, I haven't seen you sing like that since Camp Rock three years ago."

"So look, we're going to find her, alright? She's here somewhere. I think she helped you get back to being yourself."

"Let's do this." I mentally prepared myself for an excruciating amount of anguish as I eyed the vast line forming in front of me.

Tess cut the line and bounded to the front. "Your prayers have been answered."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Tess. What do you mean?" There was no way she was my mystery girl.

"I'm your mystery girl."

"You're kidding me, right?"

"I can totally prove it," she said. "The last four songs the girl wrote are This is Me, Who Will I Be, La La Land, and Until You're Mine… I'm right, right? Well, what are you waiting for? Kiss me!" That was exactly it. I didn't know how Tess knew the songs, but she was definitely not the girl I was looking for.

"No, no, no. We're going to sing first."

"What? But you said we only have to know the songs. Plus, I'm not warmed up. And there's no music."

"Well, if you were the one, you wouldn't need music. Sorry, Tess."

"Wait. I don't need music. I love to sing." She started screeching This is Me and I was fairly sure that her rendition would haunt my dreams for years to come.

"Stop! Tess, your hair is blonde. And fake," I coughed before continuing, "The girl who I sang with yesterday had brown hair. And you called yourself 'the girl', not you, earlier. You are not who I was with last night."

"Yes I am!" She yelled.

"No, you're not!" Nate said. "Now, I'm telling you this in the nicest possible way. Get lost!" We walked away to the lake with me slightly in awe that Nate could talk like that.

I saw Mitchie, of all people, with Caitlyn approaching me. Nate smiled at her and motioned for her to come over. I threw him a glare and turned to face Mitchie. "Why are you here?" I asked softly, my tone contrasting deeply with my face.

"Shane... Look, I'm sorry for not telling you that I'm my dad's daughter, but you never let me explain. I have something to tell you though, and you're probably not going to believe it."

I stared at her expectantly.

"I'm... the girl you sang with last night. The songs I last wrote are This is Me, Who Will I Be, La La Land, and Until You're Mine."

"How do I know that you're not lying? Sorry, Mitchie. Maybe TJ is actually nice to you and you trying to get close with me was a plot to make me sing a duet with her!" I was frustrated and angry with her, so I accused her of irrational things. I stormed a few feet away, not wanting to look at her heartbroken face.

Jason caught up with me. "What were you thinking, man? She seemed really sure of herself and she was devastated when you told her those things. Maybe you don't know the full story!" He talked some sense into me with a whispered voice, Mitchie was only about 50 feet away. Jason did have his surprisingly wise moments. Maybe he was right; I was too blinded by my hurt to listen to her.

Just then, I heard a song.

My state of mind
Has finally got the best of me
I need you next to me

I'll try to find
A way that I can get to you
Just wanna get to you

The world I see is perfect now
You're all around
With you, I can breathe

Until you're mine, I have to find
A way to fill this hole inside
I've got to fight
Without you here by my side

Until you're mine, not gonna be
Even close to complete
I won't rest until you're mine
Mine

It was Mitchie. She really was the girl with the voice! The song was full of such emotion, it was like she was baring her soul to me. It was beautiful.

"I'm so sorry for not believing you. I should have known it was you. Will you please forgive me?" I was beyond thrilled that Mitchie, the girl I had hopelessly fallen for, was the girl with the voice.

"I don't know..."

If she sang to me, it was only fair that I sing her my most recent song about her too.

There's a storm coming up
and I gotta prepare myself.
'Cause this feeling's
getting stronger everyday.

Something's creeping inside
everything is about to change.
Gotta face the fact
that I can't walk away.

This is critical,
I'm feeling helpless.
So hysterical, this can't be healthy.
I can't eat or sleep
when you're not with me.
Baby, you're the air breath.
This is critical, yeah.
So stuck on you.

She leapt into my arms. There is something about music that says what plain words can't. I think it was safe to say that we had forgiven each other.

"You never let me explain earlier, but let's go into a private place," she said. We followed her into her cabin.

"Is this necessary?" I asked her.

"Yes. It is very necessary. So, here goes nothing… TJ makes me work in the kitchens and whatever other menial labor she finds. She makes my life a living hell and if she knew that you knew I was Brown's daughter, she would kill me, so I kept it a secret. I knew that there was a possibility that Tess could overhear our conversations, they weren't exactly in private places, and so I didn't tell you. Tess kind of accidentally hinted that TJ had power over me in front of Nate and then I had to explain it to him, but I made him swear that he wouldn't tell you guys. The more people that know, the greater the chance that TJ knows that you know."

I understood now. Jason did a happy dance and pulled her into a bone-crushing hug. I was next, but I kissed the top of her head. "I'm sorry I didn't give you the chance to explain. I was too angry. I guess… I really like you and I was hurt that you would lie to me." I realized what I said after I said it.

She flushed pink. "You… You like me? As more than a friend?"

"Well, umm…" I looked at Nate. He shrugged his shoulders and shot me a look to tell me I was on my own. "Yeah, I really do. I though it was pretty obvious from Critical."

"It was. I just wanted to hear you say it." She laughed cheekily. "For what it's worth, I do believe you should know that Until You're Mine was about you, if you hadn't already figured it out."

One moment, we were looking into each other's eyes, and the next, we were kissing. Who started it, I didn't know, but it was utter bliss.

As we broke the kiss, I told her breathlessly, "Then I do believe you should know that I have fallen in love with you, Mitchie."

"So have I, Shane. Not with Shane Gray, the pop star. Just Shane." We shared another passionate kiss until we were rudely interrupted by Caitlyn coughing.

"Okay, we can all see that you've caught the love bug, but get a room!" she said. Nate and I shared a look, thinking the same thing.

Nate kissed Caitlyn quickly. "Lyrics! That was brilliant!" Wait, when were they a thing?

"Caity! I thought I was you best friend! And Nate, you idiot!" Mitchie pouted. "When were you two planning on telling me?"

"After you and Shane got together," Nate said.

Jason laughed, "So now you guys are couples. Any chance you have another friend who really happens to love birds so I can share your lovey-dovey bliss?"

MPOV

How did Tess know my songs? The only place I kept a record of my songs was on my laptop, so she must have snuck into my room while I was gone or something. At least Shane didn't believe her at all. Speaking of Shane, I spotted him near our usual spot by the lake with his brothers. Caity encouraged me to go over and talk to him, and Nate saw me and motioned me over. I steeled my nerves for this upcoming confrontation.

Shane's face was cold, but the tone of his words was surprisingly gentle. "Why are you here?"

"Shane... Look, I'm sorry for not telling you that I'm my dad's daughter, but you never let me explain. I have something to tell you though, and you're probably not going to believe it." I had a feeling that it wasn't going to go well.

He stared at me expectantly.

"I'm... the girl you sang with last night. The songs I last wrote are This is Me, Who Will I Be, La La Land, and Until You're Mine."

"How do I know that you're not lying? Sorry, Mitchie. Maybe TJ is actually nice to you and you trying to get close with me was a plot to make me sing a duet with her!" He stormed off. Jason hugged me, and then left to try and talk sense into Shane. How could he think that about me? I shed only a single tear, and resolved that it would be the last time I cried for him.

"Mitchie, Shane's an idiot. Trust me, I've tried to make him let you explain, but he's too stubborn and too blinded by his hurt and anger. I'm so sorry. If he doesn't believe you, then he's not worth it," Nate comforted me.

Caity's eyes lit up then, and I knew that she had a great idea. "Sing Until You're Mine right now! He can still hear you if you sing it now. It's about him, there's no way he won't listen if he hears the emotion in your voice while you sing!

I hoped that this wouldn't be one of Caity's rare ideas doomed to failure. I took a deep breath and started to sing.

My state of mind
Has finally got the best of me
I need you next to me

I'll try to find
A way that I can get to you
Just wanna get to you

The world I see is perfect now
You're all around
With you, I can breathe

Until you're mine, I have to find
A way to fill this hole inside
I've got to fight
Without you here by my side

Until you're mine, not gonna be
Even close to complete
I won't rest until you're mine
Mine

He turned around. "I'm so sorry for not believing you. I should have known it was you. Will you please forgive me?" He looked so happy, and said it so earnestly, but my heart wasn't ready to get hurt again.

"I don't know..." Then he did something I never would have expected. He sang a song clearly about me to me.

There's a storm coming up
and I gotta prepare myself.
'Cause this feeling's
getting stronger everyday.

Something's creeping inside
everything is about to change.
Gotta face the fact
that I can't walk away.

I couldn't not forgive him when I heard him sing. There was something about music that said what words couldn't say in that instance. I leapt into his arms and he caught me. I think it was safe to say that we had forgiven each other.

"You never let me explain earlier, but let's go into a private place," I said. I took them to my cabin, where we would be safe from eavesdroppers.

"Is this necessary?" Shane asked me.

Jason pulled me into a bear hug and did a happy dance. Shane… kissed my forehead? It sent my heart aflutter and the place where his lips were was hot burning. "I'm sorry I didn't give you the chance to explain. I was too angry. I guess… I really like you and I was hurt that you would lie to me."

I flushed pink. "You… You like me? As more than a friend?"

"Well, umm…" He looked at Nate. He shrugged his shoulders and shot Shane a look to tell him he was on his own. "Yeah, I really do. I though it was pretty obvious from Critical."

"It was. I just wanted to hear you say it." I laughed cheekily. "For what it's worth, I do believe you should know that Until You're Mine was about you, if you hadn't already figured it out." I was beyond thrilled and I didn't think that life could get any better.

One moment, we were looking into each other's eyes, and the next, we were kissing. Who started it, I didn't know, but it was utter bliss. I was unable to think clearly.

As we broke the kiss, he told me breathlessly, "Then I do believe you should know that I have fallen in love with you, Mitchie."

"So have I, Shane. Not with Shane Gray, the pop star. Just Shane." We shared another passionate kiss until we were rudely interrupted by Caitlyn coughing.

"Okay, we can all see that you've caught the love bug, but get a room!" she said. Nate and Shane shared a look, thinking the same thing.

Nate kissed Caitlyn quickly. "Lyrics! That was brilliant!" Wait, when were they a thing?

"Caity! I thought I was you best friend! And Nate, you idiot!" I pouted. "When were you two planning on telling me?"

"After you and Shane got together," Nate said.

Jason laughed, "So now you guys are couples. Any chance you have another friend who really happens to love birds so I can share your lovey-dovey bliss?"

We basked in each other's company for a while before Shane and I decided to go on a walk in the woods. "So… I have exciting news," I said.

"What's up?" Shane questioned.

"Your record label heard me performing with you at Masquerade Jam and are going to call Dee's office later to schedule an interview with me! Apparently they really loved my singing!"

He picked me up and twirled me. "Mitch, that's amazing! You deserve it, and maybe we'll get to work together!"

"Don't get too ahead of yourself, pop star. They still have to schedule the meeting."

"I resent that. I am a rock star."

"Whatever makes you sleep at night, pop star," I giggled.

He chased me out of the woods playfully right into… TJ. She sneered at me. She simpered at Shane, and then led me away from him. "I just got a call from Lava Records. They wanted a meeting with you." My face fell. She must have been in Dee's office at the wrong time. "Why would they want a meeting with you?"

"I… don't know."

"I don't care how they heard you, but they were very sad to hear that you got into a car accident and damaged your vocal chords to the point that you can never sing again. They won't be calling again."

Angry tears streamed down my face. "How could you?"

"You can't sing, Mitchie dear. You're worth nothing, and you're lucky I'm even taking caring of you instead of sending you out on the streets. Oh, and you are forbidden from singing until the end of Final Jam." With a bark of laughter, she sauntered away and Shane rushed to me.

I recounted what happened and cried. "Shh, Mitchie, it's ok. We can fix this, and once word of what TJ did gets out, she'll be ruined. Don't worry. Now come on, we have a song to work on."

Song? He pulled me away to the docks before I had a chance to ask him.

At Final Jam

Dee ran up to the stage. "Okay, who's stoked?" The crowd cheered loudly. "Okay campers, friends, family, Camp Rock fans, this is it! Tonight, music history will be made as Camp Rock finds a new Final Jam winner! There are also representatives from Lava Records with us today! This year, the Final Jam winner will get a Camp Rock trophy, and a big one, I might add. To make sure the right camper is chosen, we've invited Connect 3 to be judges!"

I watched Nate, Shane, and Jason stand up at their table from my place backstage. After the last performance, Dee came back on stage and called, "Wow, that was amazing, I know! I know! Alright, alright, alright, settle down sunshine. Whoo! I guess that's it! It's officially the end of Final Jam, and before our judges go off and well, judge, they'd like to perform a new song for y'all! So give it up for Connect 3!"

Nate, Shane, and Jason spotted me and walked up to me. "You ready?" Jason asked me.

"Umm… I think so. Let's do this!"

We laughed and stepped on stage. "Thank you! We're really happy to be here. We have a surprise for you guys tonight, so give it up for our friend, Mitchie Cessario!" Shane announced. Whispers started at my last name but I didn't let them get to me; it was time. (A/N: Bold is Mitchie, Underlined is Shane, and then both is both. I know it's from CR2, but I needed a duet for them.)

They say that life is a two-way street

When you're not sure, you gotta trust your feet

To know the right way.

You can keep on movin' with your head down

Or you can stop and take a look around.

And that's the choice I've made.

It's for that movie inside your head.

Making memories we can't forget.

And when you can't forget

You're gonna know in your soul

This is what we came here for

So live it loud

Here and now

This moment, it won't be ignored

So why not open up that door?

It's what we came here for.

For every song we let play outside

The melodies we get to write

Every time we sing

The Friends we've made, the fun we've had

Memories gonna make me laugh

It's a beautiful thing

So beautiful

I want to send it around the world (all around the world)

Cause everybody should feel this good.

Cause when you feel this good

You're gonna know in your soul

This is what we came here for

So live it loud

Here and now

This moment, it won't be ignored

So why not open up that door?

It's what we came here for

The fun's just getting started

Just celebrating where we are

And loving where we are

You're gonna know in your soul

This is what we came here for

So live it loud

Here and now

This moment, it won't be ignored

You're gonna know in your soul

This is what we came here for

So live it loud

Here and now

This moment it won't be ignored (it won't be ignored)

So why not open up that door

So come on open up that door

It's what we came here (oh yeah)

That's what we came here

Came here for

The response from the audience was deafening as Shane and I finished. He swept me up in a kiss, leaving me breathless. "Thank you, everyone! That was Mitchie Cessario! One more round of applause for her!"

The room erupted in applause and I was flattered that they were clapping for me. It was exhilarating. After one last thank you, Shane, Nate, Jason, and I walked off of the stage only to be engulfed in a hug by Dee. "You were amazing, Mitchie!"

"Thanks!" I laughed and hugged her back.

My laugh was caught in my throat by the sight of a fuming TJ and Tess. "You little brat, what gives you the right to -"

A professional-looking woman interrupted her. She nodded at Connect 3 before stating, "Miss Cessario? My name is Sandra Farrell. I'm with Lava Records. You sang spectacularly well for someone without a voice."

"I…" I truly had no response. I held my breath.

"Anyway, we would be honored if you would sign a record deal with us. Call me on Monday." She turned to Caity, who had performed earlier and told her, "You are an exceptional producer, Miss Gellar. Call me as well and we'd love to have you on our team." She walked away without waiting for an answer and I squealed with Caity happily.

"This is actually happening!" Caity said with a dreamy look in her eyes. Nate embraced her and they kissed in celebration. She had that look again in her eyes later that night when Jason announced that she had won final jam.

"You did it, Mitchie!" Shane grinned.

"Thank you," I smiled at him with tears in my eyes. "I couldn't have done this without you."

Everyone congratulated us and Shane, Nate, Jason seemed especially excited that maybe we could record a song with each other.

TJ stomped away furiously, realizing that there was nothing she could do about it.

1 week later…

Caity and I were loading our things into the Connect 3 tour bus. After meeting with the executives at Lava Records, it was decided that I would open for Connect 3's world tour. I would record my first album in the recording studio that was on their bus. The boys and Caity had exclusive producing rights to it, meaning that nobody else could change my songs but them. I was beyond nervous but extremely excited.

While Dee was cleaning my dad's office - she always did at the end of every summer - she found a copy of his will haphazardly stuffed into a photo album filled with pictures of me when I was little. He had left everything to me, including Camp Rock. I officially made Dee the director and took TJ off of all the bank accounts.

Shane asked me, "So, are you ready to live out your dreams?"

I kissed him and replied, "You know, pop star, I think I am."

"Hey! I am a rock star, Mitch! How many times have I told you?"

I shook my head and as I went to get on the bus, I heard TJ yelling, "Come on Mitchie, can't we look past this? Mitchie, don't leave me with these people! Don't be my frienemy!" Oh, and TJ? Lava was going to sue her for lying to them and not telling anyone about the will (which she apparently had known about). Once what she did was revealed to the public, she would be finished.

"Sorry, TJ, I don't work for you anymore."

With Shane's hand clasped in mine, we boarded the bus together. I took the first step into the future and never looked back. And we all lived happily ever after.

A/N: So, what did you think? It's over :( It was fun writing it though, even if it was relatively short. Do you guys want a longer sequel?

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