Disclaimer: Chapter 3

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First Meetings

Mitchie's eyes opened wide in glee as they went through the gates into Camp Rock and then widened even in disbelief at the amount of sports cars, limousines and designer luggage all over the area. She fell back into her seat and looked over to her foster mother. "Something tells me I'm not going to like certain parts of Camp Rock."

"Just be yourself, Mitchie." Connie replied as she skilfully navigated the drop area, following the signs that had been put up for her to park the bus safely out of the way and behind the cabin that had been allocated to them. "Well, this is our place for the next couple of months. Help me get our first day luggage into the cabin."

"Yes ma'am." The teenager murmured as she grabbed her carry-on and guitar case. She turned round and jumped in shock as standing near the now open door was a man with short hair, dressed in jeans and t-shirt. There was just something about him that just shouted rocker. "Hi!" She said shyly.

"Hi there yourself sweetheart, you just have to be Mitchie, you look just as beautiful as Connie described. I'm Brown and welcome to Camp Rock."

"Yeah well uh hi again," Mitchie stumbled over her response, feeling for some reason shy. She looked behind her to her parent. "Ah Connie, Brown is here. I'm going to look around."

Seconds later she vanished into the surrounding wood.

"Well that was just a little surprising." Brown said slowly, a little taken aback. "I hadn't expected her to be so shy."

"She has the occasional battle with it, they've got worse this past year."

"Well, she'll soon get over it here. It's impossible to be shy at Camp Rock to which you are most welcome by the way." Brown took one of Connie's bags from her. "I really do appreciate you taking on the catering at such short notice, Connie."

"It's no problem, Brown. We've got a lot of things to catch up on, old friend." Connie stepped out of the bus. "You understand all the other…" She broke off as someone walked near them.

"Love, I run a camp full of rich kids, of course I understand and oh yeah, you can't forget my nephew."

"Yes, he's one of the subjects you and I need to talk about. Have you time now?"

"Anything to stop me from killing the brat before camp's officially started."

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Mitchie made her way to where all the kids seemed to be congregating around a purple stage painted with the words 'Beach Jam', eyes getting wider as she took in just how many different types of musicians and dancers were around her. In fact, so fascinated with her surroundings and determined to take in as much as she could, she accidentally bumped into someone. "Oh lord, I am so sorry, really I am."

"Oh believe me I will make sure of it." The clearly unimpressed blonde snapped back. "Stay out of my way in future."

"Yes your majesty." Mitchie found herself replying with uncharacteristic sarcasm. "What ever you say your highness… who ever you are."

"Idiot!" The blonde sniffed haughtily as she stalked away to join the two dark-haired girls near by – one African-American and the other, Asian-American.

"And just who was that mysterious stranger?" Mitchie murmured, not really expecting a response.

"Actually that was Tess Tyler, Camp Rock's Queen Bee, and I think you've just made her black book."

The unexpected reply came from behind her and she swung round to find a curly haired strawberry blonde sitting on the edge of the stage, grinning at her. "Welcome to the group and I like that comeback by the way, very cool."

"Ah well thanks, I think, I'm in shock but thanks. I'm Mitchie Torres by the way, singer and songwriter."

"Caitlyn Gellar, camper today, music producer tomorrow." She clicked several buttons on her laptop and music spilled out. "What do you think?"

"That is just so cool." Mitchie stilled, holding a hand to her head as a familiar thump began, "Oh no!"

Caitlyn looked up at her. "Something wrong?"

"Tess Tyler as in T.J. Tyler, multi-grammy winner."

"Her one and only daughter. Why do I get the feeling there's an even bigger problem?"

"Oh you could say that." Mitchie sat down on the stage beside Caitlyn. "It's a long story too and I already have a headache starting so let's just say like mother like daughter."

Caitlyn grinned. "Then you're definitely in the Tyler black book, Mitchie Torres. Something tells me we are going to be the greatest of friends."

"Friends are always good." Mitchie smiled back as the two girls high-fived each other before breaking into laughter at the nasty look Tess Tyler threw their way. "Apparently enemies are too."

Looking at each other again, they started to laugh even harder, clinging to each other as a friendship began that would last their entire lives.

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Following the opening session of Camp Rock and Dee LaDuke's surprise announcement of the special guest councillor, Caitlyn and Mitchie linked arms to walk away.

"I have to get back to the kitchen to help out." Mitchie rubbed her forehead as her headache began to thump even harder. "Want to get something to eat before Opening Night Jam."

"Not one to turn down food." Caitlyn replied, looking at her new friend worriedly. "Mitchie, are you alright, you've gone really pale and that's the second time that you've rubbed your forehead."

"Headache's getting worse. I really need to get to my foster mom, Caitlyn." Mitchie stumbled slightly, holding tightly to her new friend's arm. "I have to get to Connie."

"Hold on Mitchie." Caitlyn shifted her laptop bag and wrapped her arm around Mitchie's waist. "I'll get you there as soon as I can."

"Do you want some help?" A tall figure appeared in front of her just in time to help her catch Mitchie before she fell, "Careful there."

Both girls looked up into the dark eyes of Shane Gray and before she could stop herself, Mitchie found herself actually saying, "Oh great, it's the infamous jerk pop star!" and then blacking out.

Caitlyn and Shane looked at each other, the youth shifting his hold on the unconscious girl so that she was cradling her in his arms.

"Don't ask, Gray, just help me bring her to her mother." Caitlyn finally said. "Take it up with her when she's not in pain. Something tells me it will be an interesting conversation you two will have."

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Hope you enjoy this chapter. The next one may take a bit longer thanks to Mr Gray. His unexpected arrival in this chapter has delayed the next one just a bit, and I'm still working on how to get the other two guys here earlier than they arrive in the book.

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