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Camp Rock

Chapter 9

My own version of Camp Rock told in Shane's point of view

I sat down by some canoes by the lake and took out my guitar. I tried to play with my broken arm, but it just wasn't working out too well. I groaned and threw my guitar down. It probably just broke, but what does it matter? It's not like I can play it anymore. I stared out to the lake. I sighed and took out my song journal, writing down some lyrics. "Turn on that radio, as loud as it can go, gotta dance until my feet can't feel the ground." Hmm… that sounds pretty good. I quickly jotted it down.

"So, uh," I heard a voice. I quickly turned around. It was Mitchie. "Does your voice sound better over here?

"Why are you here?" I asked.

Mitchie looked taken a back. "I was just listening…"

I scoffed. "Yeah. Why do you think I came down here in the first place? I wanted peace and quiet! Can't people just leave me alone for a while?!"

"You are such an ass!"

"Yeah, well that's all part of the rock star image," I muttered and continued writing down lyrics.

She got up and walked away. I continued writing. "Say good-bye to all my fears… one good song and they disappear…"

After I had finished writing my song, I called Nate and Jason. "Guys! I just wrote a new song!"

"Oh that's great!" Nate said.

"Yeah you guys need to come here and practice it with me!" I exclaimed.

"Sure. We'll be there tomorrow around noon, kay?"

"Bye," I said and hung up the phone. I got out some paper and wrote down all of the chords and music for it. It took me the rest of the day, but I got it down.

Around seven, I left my cabin and headed over to the dining hall to eat dinner. I grabbed my chicken and then went back to the cabin, perfecting the music. I sang it a couple times and then Uncle Brown came in. "That sounds good," he said.

I nodded. "I know. I wrote it, that's why."

Uncle Brown sat down in the chair next to me. "Do you want to perform it for all the campers?
I shrugged. "Why not?" I wouldn't ever resist the opportunity to show off. "Jason and Nate are coming tomorrow around noon, and we're going to practice it."

"Ok, well whenever you guys have it perfected and performance ready, tell me and I'll get it all set up," he said and left my cabin.

I sang it one last time and then went to bed.

X X X

It was five minutes past noon. Where are they? I saw our limo pull up and Jason hopped out, guitar in hand. "I'm ready! Yeah!" he exclaimed, a little too over-excitedly. Nate walked out after him. I led them into my cabin and we read through the song together.

Once we had practiced it a couple thousand times, we played it for my uncle. Of course he loved it and wanted us to play it for the campers. So the next day, he set up the stage with amps and everything, and then gathered all of the campers up.

When they all sat down in front of the stage, Uncle Brown introduced us, and then we came out of the dining hall and started playing our song. Everyone loved it and they were cheering the whole time. I'm thinking this song could be a huge hit.

We bowed and then walked off the stage. A couple girls came over to us, asking for autographs, so we signed some stuff for them. Then, Tess came up to us. I nudged Jason and Nate. "This is the bitch I was talking about," I whispered to them.

Tess shook hands with Jason. Jason smiled. "Oh, you're the bitch, right?" he asked. Tess shot me a glance.

I put my arm on Jason's shoulder. "Yeah. She broke my arm. Which is why I couldn't play guitar with you guys,"

Jason nodded. "Yeah, thanks a lot, bitch."

"Whore," she shot back.

"Tramp," Jason sneered.

"Slut,"

"Cunt bucket!"

"Cunt bucket?" Tess asked. "What's that?"

"It's what you are!"

Nate stepped in between them. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! Take it easy, you two!"

Jason rolled his eyes. "She broke his arm…" he muttered.

Nate shrugged. "True… true…" He looked back at Tess. "Fat dyke."

Tess scoffed. "I am not fat!"

I stepped in. "Now that Jason and Nate are here, prepare to face your worst nightmare," I said.

She sneered and then walked away.

Jason, Nate, and I went back to my cabin to plot some serious Tess-ass-kicking revenge.