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Lost-Shane


All things considered it should've been easy to forget the numbness Shane felt in his heart from having no family members on him with tour, but alas that was not the case. Strumming his guitar as the bus trudged on taking them to their first destination of their tour, he was finally starting to realize how much harder it was going to be.

Glancing around, he took notice of his bandmates Jason and Nate preoccupied on their cellphones not bothered at all by the absence of their parents which he found odd. As far as he knew Nate's mom would join them for the tour and Jason's family would visit them for a few shows so why were his friends strangely calm and unaffected by the situation? Did they know something he didn't? Shrugging he plucked out the cords to the song humming softly to the tune of his song.

"Already thinking up a new song?" Nate asked startling him.

Shane jumped and looked at his curly haired bandmate who offered him a sheepish grin. It appeared his friend was offering to make peace with him despite his rude behavior. At first instinct, Shane was determined to put up his walls and shut him out. However, with no one around, especially Alexis, Shane felt defeated and strangely relieved that no one important was watching his every move and decided to make peace instead. "Yeah. It's just an idea that's been stuck in my head. I know it's probably too early to start planning for a second album but-" Shane began only to leave Nate to finish for him.

"It never hurts to be prepared. I get it. And who knows maybe we'll release a platinum or deluxe edition of our album and that song could be a bonus track. It could happen. Greg predicts our album will go above and beyond." Nate replied enthusiasm etching his voice and Shane couldn't help but smile. Even though Nate seemed all business, it really was refreshing to see him act like his normal goofy self again.

"Yeah that would be awesome. It would be a dream come true," Shane sighed thinking of being like one of the artists who rereleased albums in deluxe editions.

"Speaking of dreams," Jason interrupted cutting into their conversation as Nate and Shane rolled their eyes in amusement. Some things never changed especially when it came to Jason. "My dream is about to come true because we are about to get food! Look." Following Jason's gesture the bus had parked outside a diner and the crew was already getting off the bus to get food.

"A diner?" Shane asked incredulously. "I thought we were getting food later. What are we doing at a diner?"

"Oh you'll see," Jason said as he and Nate shared knowing looks before running off the bus before Shane could ask them anymore questions.

Sighing, Shane ran a hand through his wavy hair wishing he would've known Jason and Nate were up to something. Setting down his guitar, he stuffed his hands into his jean pockets and strolled out of the bus into the diner.

Once inside he was greeted by the smell and hamburgers and 80's décor. Red vinyl seats, a juke box, and records scattered across the room. It was something Shane would see right out of the movie, something he didn't think would exist yet it was there.

Okay so this isn't bad. Shane mused to himself strolling to where his bandmates were not noticing someone was following him. The food smells good and the scenery is pretty cool. It'd be nice to have a hamburger without Alexis hounding me for the fat content in it. Even though Shane cared for his girlfriend he was often annoyed by the fact she despised anything with fat and carbs in it and found the time away from her to be much needed.

"You know Jason," Shane began as he lowered himself to sit at the table where Nate and Jason were at. "This wasn't a bad idea. I could actually go for a hamburger-"

Shane jumped when he felt a pair of hands grasp his shoulders and shake him around. Fear began to overcome him and just as he was about to tell his friends to help him out he noticed them laughing and realized his attacker actually didn't drag him off to be kidnapped. Wondering why Nate and Jason were close to tears from laughing so much he turned around and immediately felt all his worries and anxieties about the tour disappear.

"Uncle Brown!" Shane exclaimed and pulled the former rocker into a big bear hug.

"Shane!" Uncle Brown greeted back his voice filled with the same amount of enthusiasm as his nephew. "How are you doing mate?"

"I'm great now actually." Shane rambled surprised that his legendary uncle was standing before him. "But what are you doing here? Don't you have to help prepare for camp or be at home or something."

Uncle Brown chuckled amused by Shane's antics. "Shane, it's October Camp Rock won't be open until June. I have plenty of time. Besides Dee is taking care of all the camp business. Besides a little birdy told me you might appreciate my company on tour."

"I'm the little birdy!" Jason exclaimed as Nate, Shane, and Brown briefly turned their attention him and chuckled.

"And besides," Brown began. "I wouldn't be the world's greatest uncle if I missed out on my nephew's tour. I have to have some stories to tell my friends. Along with bragging rights that my nephew is a part of Connect 3 and is playing shows at sold arenas."

"We're playing at sold out arenas?!" Nate exclaimed as everyone else rolled their eyes once more. It seemed as if interrupting was something they all did often.

"Well you really are the world's best Uncle. Thank you so much Uncle Brown," Shane finished feeling choked up with emotion.

"Of course Shane. Even though your parents and Frankie aren't here, they do send their love, I'll always be here for you throughout this tour and in life. You got it?"

Shane nodded before Brown pulled him into another bear hug. "Now come on let's grub before we hit and the road and prepare for Connect 3's first concert." Brown said leading Shane to the table.

The next few hours were a blur to Shane as Brown led him and the boys to their venue, sound check, and hair and makeup. Despite not knowing a single thing what was going on, Shane was grateful that his uncle was a part of the Wet Crows and experienced all this before him. Having an uncle as a former rocker definitely had its perks. It was great to not only have someone explain to him all the preparations that went into making a concert, but to have someone to talk to as well.

"You nervous?" Brown asked as Shane paced back and forth in his dressing room. Dressed in converse, skinny jeans, a dress shirt, with tuxedo and tie over it Shane felt like ridiculously overdressed along with a bundle of nerves. Pausing at the full length mirror he cringed. He really was ridiculously overdressed.

Turning around to face Brown, he swallowed before gesturing to outfit before speaking, "Do you think this is too much. We're playing at a smaller arena tonight. This all seems rushed. Maybe we should have waited a few days before and practice more before agreeing to preform right away." Shane nervously started pacing again embarrassed he voiced his own opinions. Maybe he should have kept them to himself.

"Shane relax. Yes you are overdressed, but just loosen your tie and roll up those sleeves and you will be fine. Next you are ready. You have practiced the songs enough in sound check to know what you are doing. Just take a breath and you will be fine."

Staring intently at his uncle he nodded before taking a deep breath and letting it out. "Thanks Uncle Brown I don't know where I'd be without you." Shane chuckled as he stopped pacing and paused at his song book on the table. Grabbing a pen, he quickly scribbled the phrase "take a breath" as his Uncle spoke. "Without me you'd probably be passed out on the floor from lack of breathing. Say what are you doing Shane?"

Shane closed the notebook and turned to face his uncle grinning. "You just inspired the title and possibly the chorus to a new song I'm working on."

"Already? I better get song writing credit if the song ends up on the deluxe edition of the album." Brown teased.

"Have you been talking to Nate?" Shane asked as Brown chuckled just as a stage hand walked into the room.

"Mr. Gray you're on in 1 minute."

"Thank you and please call me Shane," Shane replied grabbing his tambourine and began to make his way to the door.

"Of course Shane. Huge fan by the way," the stage hand gush as he led Shane and his uncle backstage.

"That's the spirit Shane. Stay humble never forget who you are." Brown advised as Shane was reunited with his bandmates dressed in a similar fashion only with Jason holding his guitar and Nate gripping his drumsticks.

"That's the plan Uncle Brown. I don't want to lose myself in this crazy business. I just want to play my music." Shane beamed as he heard of the roar from the crowd as the act before them began to introduce Connect 3.

"Good. Now go out there and steal their hearts, rock it poppet!" Brown told Shane as he was handed a microphone from the stagehand before he ran onstage with his bandmates.

Screams filled the air as Miley Cyrus, the act before them, gestured towards them before racing off stage. Leaving them alone on stage. Shane stood there in awe with his bandmates scanning the dozens of faces that screamed their names. It really was a dream come true.

Breaking out of his trance Shane, raised the microphone to his lips and exclaimed, "How are you guys doing tonight?"

Screams filled the air in response as Nate and Jason took their positions as practiced.

"That's good," Shane began newfound confidence overcoming him as his he took his own position while the opening chords to the cover of "S.O.S" began to play. "We're Connect 3 and I cannot even begin to describe how truly grateful we are to be here. Thank you for making our dream a reality."

Louder screams begin to fill the air as Jason and Nate mouthed thank you to him. It appeared as if Shane had taken the words right out of their mouth to express how blessed they were to be preforming before an eager crowd. Meeting their gazes Shane nodded as his bandmates eagerly played the tune their single.

Taking a deep breath as the chords began to grow louder, Shane forgot about all his troubles and knew it was time to live their dream. It was time to play their music.