OK, it's gonna get good! Tell me what you think! Btw, Mitchie and Caitlyn's outfits are in my BIO

Disclaimer: FROM THIS CHAPTER ON, I DO NOW OWN ANY CAMP ROCK EXCEPT THE PLOT!

Shane's POV

It was 5:30 when the limo pulled up to Cassalarga's red carpeted entrance. It was opening night here and only VIPs and their guests were allowed; only one of the many perks of being a rockstar.

My head turned to face Mitchie's. Her eyes glimmered with excitement. I grabbed her hand and led her out the door. Nate did the same with Caitlyn, following close behind.

We stepped out to face a frenzy of flashing lights and reporters eager to find out who our new girlfriends were. I gave Nate a glance and rolled my eyes.

"Shane! Shane! Is it true you were on cocaine during your bad boy days?"

"No, of course not." How ridiculous can these guys get?

"Nate! Nate! Who's the pretty lady?"

"My girlfriend," He pulled Caitlyn closer. "Caitlyn Geller" Her eyes lit up.

Mitchie tugged my arm, leading me into the club. Someone's a little excited.

Mitchie's POV

When Nate announced that Caitlyn was his girlfriend, she gave me a look as if she was going to faint. I smiled and tugged Shane in the direction of the club.

The four of us stood in the door, amazed at the clubs appearance. Gold and Silver balloons were everywhere possible, blue and green streamers were hung from glowing chandeliers, the dance floor was filled with guests having the time of their lives and the music was blasting so loud I could feel the beat in my chest.

This was going to be a fun night.

Caitlyn's POV

This place is amazing. Nate squeezed my hand and led me out onto the dance floor. I glared at Mitchie and she quickly followed, dragging Shane behind her.

"Please don't stop the Music" by Rihanna began blaring out the speakers. The boys rolled their eyes as Mitchie and I began screaming out the lyrics. The music was so incredibly loud; I don't think the guy behind me even noticed me screaming at the top of my lungs.

Nate's POV

I'm even sure how long we've been out here dancing. Mitchie and Shane had wondered off at least two hours ago. I looked down at my watch; 10:00. Whoa, time went by fast. I grabbed Caitlyn's hand and led her off the dance floor. We were both out of breath and exhausted.

She started laughing.

I glanced up into her beautiful eyes. "What?"

"Thank you."

Now I'm puzzled. "For what?"

"For the best night I've had in I don't even know how long." She looked at the floor.

I lifted her chin up with the tips of my fingers and led her lips to mine. We were just about to meet when the music abruptly stopped. We looked around, confused.

A tall muscular man walked out of dark, shaded room. He gave off an intimidating vibe. A dark ski mask covered his face. Oh god, I'm not liking where this is going. When I saw what was in his left hand, I jumped on Caitlyn and sent the two of us crashing to the floor. The remaining guests did the same.

The gun began firing in the air. The screams of the frantic crowd pieced my ears. Where the hell is Shane and Mitchie!?

I wrapped my arms around Caitlyn, holding her as tight as I could, prepared to save her by any means necessary. I lifted my head when the gunshots silenced.

My heart almost gave out when I saw what the tall, muscular man was holding in his right arm. Please, Lord, let me be wrong. I squinted just to make sure. No, please no!

An unconscious Mitchie was dangling in his clutches.