Hello faithful readers!
I'm sorry I haven't been around in...well, a really long time. I got involved with other fandoms that has completely taken over my soul. Though the adverts for Camp Rock 2 is sparking my imagination again for the Camp Rock fandom.
That is where the good news comes in. I have not given up on this story! I promise you that! Over the last couple of months I started to write chapter 25...lost inspiration...stopped...and then started up again recently. I am about halfway to three-quarters done with it already.
This note is just to inform you keep your eye open for the next chapter pretty soon. I have finals coming up next week but after that I am done for the summer and I will try to update more often, though I make no promises. I will try to update as soon as I can though so please do not give up on this story. I have gotten many reviews lately that are begging me to continue and I am happy to comply with your requests and all you other readers have those reviewers to thank because it is them who inspired me to continue this fic.
I shall be seeing you soon!
mamaXunicorn
P.S. To keep you satisfied here is a little snippet from the next chapter:
"Sometimes I can't believe this boy," Mitchie pointed to Shane, "is nineteen."
Shane frowned at her and Nate laughed. "I hear you Mitchie."
"Most of the time you act like you are fifty, Nate!" Shane retaliated.
Nate shrugged, not denying it. "Someone has to or we would all end up like you."
Shane raised his eyebrow. "What is that supposed to mean?"
Nate sighed. "I just mean that without keeping me or Jason in line we'd all end up like jerks and our career would be ruined."
"People love the bad boy image."
"Yeah Shane." Nate remarked sarcastically. "They love it. That's why they sent you away to camp because they hoped you would be an influence to other kids so they could have a "bad boy" image."
"Nathaniel, there is no need for sarcasm."