Camp Rock 2: The Reunion:

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Ice Cream Heals Every Broken Heart:

Shane's jaw tightened after watching his sister run out of the mess hall; his fists clenched as he turned to Jason, "I'm…"

"Shane, don't," Mitchie shook her head, grabbing his arm, "we've had enough drama for tonight, just go check on Shay."

Shane went to protest, but Nate stopped him this time, "She's right, Shane, I've got this. Go check on Shay."

Shane swallowed roughly before glaring at Jason and storming out of the mess hall.

"I hope you're happy," Nate turned back to Jason after watching Shane leave, sarcasm dripped from his voice, "when we loose Shay again, remember it's on your shoulders, I hope you can live with that."

"Nate," Jason begged, but he was cut off by three glares.

"How could you?" Caitlyn's face was scrunched in confusion and anger, "she loved you with everything she had in her, she's loved you since the first time she saw you, and I thought that the feelings were mutual, but, obviously, that's not the case," she stepped closer to Jason, her face hard and her glare dark, "if I loose my best friend again because of you, I will kill you, is that understood?"

Jason swallowed hard and nodded, not even trying to defend himself anymore because he knew they wouldn't listen.

"And with Tess Tyler, of all people, Jason," Mitchie continued, "Tess?" she made a disgusted face, "After all the hell she's put me, Shane, Caitlyn, Shay and everyone else thru and you choose her to cheat with? I don't understand."

"Shay!" Shane called out to his sister, running towards the pier.

When he reached the dock, the sight shattered his heart; his sister sat with her knees pulled up to her chest, hugging them tightly. Tears fell off her face rapidly and hit against the wood loudly; her body shook with sobs as she buried her face in her knees.

"Oh, Shay," he rushed to her and pulled her into the tightest hug her could without crushing her, "shh, Sissy, Bubba's got you," he rubbed soothing circles on her back as she buried her face in his neck, "it's gunna be okay," he whispered to her, "I've got you now."

"I don't know what I did so wrong, Shane," Shay wept into her brother's neck, "I don't know why he doesn't love me, is there something wrong with me?"

"No, Baby," Shane pushed his sister away to make her look at him, "there's nothing wrong with you. Jason's just, well, he's," he pondered for the right way to put it, "well, he's just an idiot and he doesn't see what he's missing out on. You're an amazing girl, woman," he corrected, "Shay, truly amazing, and, no, I'm not just saying it because I'm your brother," he chuckled causing her to smile a bit, "I'm so sorry, Shay."

"It's not your fault," Shay spoke quietly and shook her head, tears falling still.

"I know," Shane sighed, "I just wish I could make you feel better," he smirked as an idea formed in his head, "go get changed, we're going out."

"Going out where?" Shay asked him, completely confused.

"You'll see, just where jeans and a t-shirt," Shane told her, jumping up, "tell Cait and Mitch to come, I'll bring Nate. Hurry!"

Shay laughed a little as she stood, "Aye, aye, Cap'n!" she saluted him mockingly before hurrying off to her cabin.

"Change," Shay demanded upon seeing her cabin mates still in their party dresses.

"Why?" Mitchie's brows furrowed in confusion.

"I don't know," Shay shrugged, "Shane said we were going out to wear something comfortable, I dunno."

Caitlyn smirked, knowing exactly where they were going. She quickly changed into a white t-shirt with the word 'love' spelt out with hands blocked out in bleached out colorful squares, a pair of pale yellow, skinny jeans and light blue Converse.

"I'm ready!" she announced with a broad smile, throwing her hands up in victory.

"You're suck a freak, Caity," Shay rolled her eyes playfully as she pulled on white t-shirt that read 'peace' 'love' 'music' 'art' in bright, metallic block letters.

"I'm offended!" Caitlyn gasped mockingly, throwing her hand over her heart dramatically.

"Oh, hush," Shay rolled her eyes again as she pulled on a pair of sky blue, skinny jeans, "you're not offended!"

"Says who?" Caitlyn pouted childishly.

"I'm gunna hit you," Shay laughed lightly as she tied up her orange Converse.

"What are you two arguing about?" Mitchie chuckled, exiting the bathroom; she now wore a pale yellow shirt with a vintage record on it, black skinny jeans and red Converse.

"She called me a freak," Caitlyn tattled causing the other two girls to laugh.

"Well," Mitchie said hesitantly, a smile crossing her face, "if the shoe fits…"

"Buy it in every color," Shay laughed as there was a knock on the door, "Entre!"

Shane laughed as he opened the door and saw his sister smiling, he knew Caitlyn would find some way to brighten up Shay's night, really, with out trying, "You ready?"

"Yep!" the girls exclaimed together.

Nate and Shane chuckled before leading the girls out of the cabin.

They were almost to Shay's vehicle when they heard Tess's taunting voice from behind them, "Well, look what we have here," she sneered.

Shay swallowed hard as she turned around, "What do you want, Tess?"

"Oh, I have all I want," Tess smirked cruelly, "for now," she rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest, "where ya headed, Shay-Bay? Sneaking out campers again?"

"Camp's over, Tess," Shay told her, "it's done. Finished. We can leave whenever we please. So, why don't you run along and make yourself throw up or something? We have places to be."

"Your bad ass charade doesn't fool anyone, Shay," Tess pursed her lips together in an ugly pucker.

"I'm not trying to fool anyone," Shay rolled her eyes, "there is no charade, so back off."

Tess rolled her eyes and laughed bitterly, "Right," she stood a few steps closer to Shay, her face was merely inches from Shay's face, "everyone knows behind this stupid glare and stupid attitude, you're nothing but an insecure nobody."

"You wanna talk about charades, Tess? Do you really?" Shay challenged, anger boiling over, "What about yours?"

"Psh," Tess scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"You can't hide behind the glitter and the glamour and the bitch and the 'I'm better than everyone' attitude," Shay seethed, "I've seen your tears, Tess, because your mother doesn't want you, of course, I don't blame her," with that Shay turned and walked the rest of the way to her vehicle; followed by the rest of the group.

"I'm glad I've never been on your bad side," Nate shivered slightly as he slid into the back seat next to Caitlyn.

"Ugh!" Shay groaned loudly, getting in to the passenger side, "I can't believe her! She's such a bitch!"

"It'll be okay," Shane smiled encouragingly over to his sister as he started the vehicle.

They drove for a bout fifteen minutes with little or no talking. The stopped at a ice cream parlor and got out.

"I think you should've been a girl," Shay laughed a little as they walked to the door, linking arms with her brother.

"Well, Mitch has made me watch a million chick flicks and I guess I've learned a thing or two from them," Shane smirked, "ice cream heals every broken heart."

"Yes, it does," Shay smiled as she walked into the shop and walked to the counter, "Cin-a-nin, please."

"Huh?" the worker looked at her strangely.

"Cinnamon," Shane chuckled from behind her sister, "she can't say it correctly."

"Don't make fun of me," Shay pouted.

"Cone or cup?" the girl behind the counter asked irritably.

"Cone," Shay answered, sending the girl a disgusted look.

"OMG!" another girl appeared behind the counter, "It's Connect 3! Well, only two of them and their girlfriends, and OMG, you're Shane Grey and Nate Black," she pointed to each of the boys, "and you're Caitlyn and you're Mitchie! OMG!" the girl continued to squeal, "Your song is amazing! You did the music for it, right, Caitlyn? It was amazing! How are you? My name is Krissa. Where's Jason? Did you all go to Camp Rock this summer? Was it amazing? I bet it was, I always wanted to go, but we couldn't afford. She looks like you," she motioned between Shay and Shane, "I never thought I'd meet you. You're even more gorgeous in person, like so much," she spoke extremely fast before she took a deep breath, "OMG, Krissa, breathe!"

"That was scary," Shay whispered to Mitchie and Caitlyn; they nodded in concurrence.

Krissa continued to ramble as the other girl took the group's order and made them. Before they left, Shane and Nate autographed Krissa's apron and took a picture with her.

"Is it always like that?" Shay asked as they got back in her vehicle; Shane still driving.

"Yes," Caitlyn and Mitchie answered shortly.

"I've actually had people threaten to kill me because I'm dating Shane," Mitchie continued.

"Oh, me too," Caitlyn agreed, rolling her eyes, "it almost makes me wish we weren't dating," she smirked discretely to Mitchie and Shay.

"Oh, I know what you mean," Mitchie continued, "sometimes these girls come up to me and their like, 'OMG, you're Mitchie! Like Smitchie! You're dating Shane Grey!'" she mocked a fan girl voice, "and I'm like, 'Who? Shane, who?'"

Nate and Shane laughed, but stopped suddenly upon actually catching on to what the girls were saying, "Hey!"

"We're just joking!" the girls laughed together, "Gah!"

Shane stopped at a park a few minutes later and the group got out again. They made their way to a picnic table and sat on it; the girls sat on the table, while the guys sat straddling the bench.

"What song was she talking about?" Shay asked after a few minutes of stillness.

"I thought you knew about last summer?" Caitlyn pondered.

"I know they sporadically performed together," Shay shrugged, "but how'd she know the song?"

"We recorded it and put it on our latest CD," Shane told her.

"Oh," Shay said slowly, biting the inside of her lip.

There was another silence that was broke by a hesitant Caitlyn, "So, Shay-Bay, how ya feelin'?"

"Hurt," Shay shrugged, rolling her eyes to hold back tears, "confused, betrayed, angry, bitter, jealous, ruthless…"

Caitlyn quickly grabbed her best friend's hand and squeezed it tightly as Shay continued, "I just don't understand why. I mean, we were so good; I loved him, I thought he loved me, I thought we were great. God! I was planning our freakin' wedding in my head every free moment I had. I had baby names picked out, I had plans for us, and now, now I have nothing…"

"No," Nate scolded quietly, shaking his head, "you have us."

"Yeah, Shay," Mitchie agree, grabbing Shay's other hand, "we're here for you no matter what. I'll admit at the beginning of the summer, I thought it was gunna be hell in high water, trying to get to know you, but now that I do, I don't know what I'd do without you. I'm here for you whenever, Shay."

"Thanks, Mitch," Shay smiled softly before kissing Mitchie's cheek lightly, "and ditto."

Meanwhile, back at Camp, Jason lie on his bed, a complete mess; he had no idea how he was going to make this up to Shay. He couldn't believe this had happened to him, even though he knew it wasn't his fault; that Tess had kissed him and he had just been shocked, he knew Shay wouldn't believe no matter what. He lie there helplessly wracking his brain for any sort of solution when the door opened.

"Shane," he heard Brown call quietly.

"He's not in here, Uncle Brown," Jason told his 'adopted' uncle in just above a whisper.

"Jason?" Brown stepped further into the cabin, "What happened, mate?"

"Tess kissed me," Jason sighed heavily, trying to hold back tears, "and Shay saw and now she hates me."

"Well, I'm sure hate is far from what Shay feels for you," Brown pulled up a chair and sat in it backwards next to Jason's bed, "I'm sure she's upset, which is understandable, but I know she could never hate you, she's loved you for too long," he chuckled lightly, "give her time to cool off, she'll come around, I promise."

"Thanks, Uncle Brown," Jason smiled slightly.

Brown stood up, "That's what I'm here for," he stretched a bit before turning towards the door, "I'll talk to Shane and Nate for you."

"Thanks," Jason whispered to him before closing his eyes, he thought he heard the door close, but is subconscious took over.

"Hey, Shay," Caitlyn let a smile sneak across her face after a few minutes of silence.

"Huh?"

"I'll race ya to the swings," Caitlyn smirked before jumping up and running towards the swings.

"Hey!" Shay protested, running after her, "Cheater!"

"Nope," Caitlyn plopped down in a swing, "you just weren't prepared."

"Shut up," Shay pouted.

"I will not," Caitlyn laughed, "I would never."

The group played around the park until the sun broke thru the clouds. They headed back to Camp Rock, all miserably tired.

However, a shower, a change of clothes and about four Red Bulls a piece later, the group was as hyperactive as before.

Well, with the exception of Caitlyn, she was still miserably tired, not to mention she was throwing up.

They met outside the girls' cabin, and walked to the mess hall for one last breakfast.

"Nate, Shane," Brown called quietly, motioning for the guys to join him outside of the mess hall, "I need to speak with you for a moment."

The guys nodded to their girlfriends before walking over to Brown.

"What is it, Uncle Brown?" Shane asked.

"I hear there was a bit of drama last night," Brown offered.

"Yes," Shane growled.

"Well," Brown sent his nephew a knowing look, "I don't think everything is what it seems…"

"I saw him kissing her, Brown," Nate glared.

"Me too," Shane crossed his arms over his chest.

"Did you ever think that maybe she kissed him and he was just shocked?" Brown offered, "And too slow to react? You know how Tess is, she's manipulative," he sighed, "just don't hurt him anymore than he already is. He was miserable when I came looking for you last night."

"We've already been warned by Shay that if we do anything rash, she'll kill us," Nate inform Brown, "everything will be as normal as possible, I can't promise that I'll like spending three months on a bus with him, but I'll survive some how."

"He may not though," Shane noted shortly.

"Shane," Brown scorned, "violence isn't the answer. Just give it time, that's all I ask, okay?"

"Fine."

As Caitlyn, Mitchie and Shay walked to get their breakfast, they past Tess.

"Did you hear?" her voice was obnoxiously loud, "Me and Jason Greene got together last night," she smirked when she saw Shay stop, "he's an amazing kisser and even better in bed…"

Shay's fist connected roughly with Tess's chin; Tess screeched in pain, but Shay didn't stop. Shay's fists were flying and by the time she felt strong arms pulling her away, she was sure Tess had a broken nose and jaw.

"Get off me!" Shay screeched, realizing that it was Jason pulling her off of Tess, "let me go!" she yelled flinging her arms and legs, trying to get out of his reach.

"What's going on here!" Brown demanded, throwing the cafeteria door open to see what the commotion was about.

Shay kicked her leg back again, kicking Jason right in between his legs causing him to stumble to the ground and release her. As soon as she was out of his hold she bolted towards the door, covering her face, but she was stopped by Shane and Nate's arms, pulling her into a hug.

She sobbed uncontrollably and she felt herself being lifted.

Caitlyn and Mitchie rushed back over to Shay and their boyfriends and walked outside; Shane carrying his sister.

"He slept with her," Shay sobbed when they were back in the cabin.

"What?" Shane was definitely taken aback.

"He slept with Tess. Jason slept with Tess," Shay repeated, the very thought made her stomach churn.

"You can't believe her, Shay," Caitlyn shook her head, "I mean, yeah, he may have kissed her, but Jason would have never slept with her."

"No," Shay was surprised to hear Shane defending Jason, "he wouldn't, I know Jason better than that. He's a lot of things, but careless he's not, and I hate to defend him at this point, but I really just don't think he could have had sex with her."

"I don't know what to believe anymore," Shay spoke quietly, shaking her head, "I really don't."

They were finally able to get Shay calm and get her to pack. They then went their separate ways to began packing.

"I can't believe it's over," Mitchie frowned as she zipped up her suitcase.

"Me either," Caitlyn did the same, "it feels like yesterday was our first day."

Shay sighed, "I don't wanna leave."

"Me either," Caitlyn and Mitchie sighed together.

"I'll miss you, Shay," Mitchie was on the verge of tears, "you too, Cait."

"I'll miss you, too," Caitlyn's frown deepened.

The three girls met in the middle of the cabin and wrapped their arms around each other as tears of goodbye slipped off their cheeks.

After a while, Connie came in and announced that it was time for Mitchie to leave. Mitchie gave Caitlyn and Shay one last hug each before walking out of the cabin.

"I'll see you soon," Shane whispered, he was waiting outside for her, "we'll be in Dallas in September and November," he wrapped his arms around her, "I love you, Michelle Renae."

"I love you, too, Shane Michael," she whispered back, kissing his neck gently, "so much."

Nate swallowed hard as he walked past the parting couple and into the cabin, "Hey, Caity."

"Hey," Caitlyn said slowly before meeting him in the middle and wrapping her arms around his torso.

"I'll call everyday and we have a few concerts in California," he told her quietly, "I'll see you as much as I possibly can. I love you."

"I love you, too," Caitlyn cried, holding him tighter.

Shane watched as Mitchie walked to her mother's catering van and loaded her things; he waved one last time as she jump in the van before he walked into the cabin.

"Maybe you can come on our next tour," Shane told his sister lowly as he hugged her.

"Maybe," she smiled lightly, "I'll miss you, Bubba."

"I'll miss you, too, Sissy."

A few more hugs and tears later, Caitlyn and Shay loaded up in Shay's vehicle and headed back to Shay's home.

Nate and Shane climbed into their limo, sending small nods towards the third member of the band, but no words.

Six hearts were aching, two of which were breaking and four were longing. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but then again, they say ice cream heals every broken heart.

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