A Style Just For You Chapter 5, a camp rock fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Rock and so with any characters I use in this story.

A/N: I don't know if it'll work. But I just had to try. I want to give you the best readers. And this is to thank every one of you who supports me and my story. Thank you so much!

I present you…

Chapter 5

A Style Just For You

THE GAME TO PLAY

Finale

Mitchie.

"Shane, you're not allowed to kick girls' butts, alright?"

"Mitchie, I get it. Fine, I won't."

"Really Shane? You understand? Do you really?"

"Yes. Really. Mitchie. Really. So chill, okay?" He glared at her, not breaking eye contact though he sounded a little pissed.

"Good." She said, still looking at him with pleading eyes that want to assure his intentions.

"Really Mitchie. I promise." Shane responded raising his right hand as a proof.

"Okay. If you say so, then I believe you." She smiled and finally rose up from seat, after getting what she wanted.

"Bye Shane!"

She left.

Shane on the other hand, was left staring at her. It is lunch break in her school and the pop star just felt like seeing her again, that's why she came. Good thing, he borrowed Jackson's old truck so nobody finds it suspicious. It's like precautionary measures to not be mobbed, as their manager always says.

Shane Gray finally drove his borrowed car else where, not realizing his friend is still standing in front of the school gate, watching him from a distance as he drove off.

It sure would be nice if it's always this easy, when all we have to do is call to see each other, when the distance between us is not too far.

It's 11:45 pm.

No one in her school expected something new today, none from the most popular to the least popular.

Every one got surprised when Principal Missy, the old granny, announced that today would be a free period from 12:15 onwards, and instead of having classes, all students must instead gather in the school ground and watch the special performance that she totally agreed to upon hearing the manager of Connect 3's request, all to the students' amazement.

Connect 3's company workers are busy decorating the stage. Their posters can be seen almost everywhere. Flyers are being distributed even outside the school. It's free admission anyway, except for the reporters. Guards are found surrounding the school. They are all holding a board which says, "All reporters can't be admitted," except that of the school's newspaper club of course. Shane, Nate and Jason dolls, and even pencils and notebooks with their faces are being sold with 5% discount by the Connect 3 Fans' Club of the school. Banners of them are being printed in hurry. Cheer leaders are practicing their shouts for the event. They really are having a hard time deciding if it's Shane's, Nate's or Jason's name to be mentioned first in the cheer.

Everyone is busy because of the news, yet someone, someone just have to ask to catch up with all that's happening.

"What's going on here?" Mitchie asked Sierra absentmindedly as they continued walking in the school halls.

"Didn't you read my text message?"

"I'm sorry. You texted me?" Mitchie sounded amazed. The cell phone literally is of no importance for her as of now, unless it rings with "I Gotta Find You," meaning Shane is calling or she got a message from him.

"Connect 3 is having a mini concert! The principal announced it just before you arrived. Isn't it great? Oh I am so excited to see them!" Sierra declared.

No surprise though since her friend just returned to their school from seeing Shane Gray.

"Shane? He's coming here?"

Sierra grinned with this comment. "Yeah, but why does it seem to me you are focusing on Shane? Didn't I mention Connect 3 is coming? I know you two have something you shared in Camp Rock but that's all there is, or is there anything else you haven't told me huh Mitchie Torres?"

"Ahm…"

"Uhhhh???????? Come on Mitchie, you know you can tell me anything!" Sierra smiled with puppy eyes. The two girls are like really close friends. They eat lunch together. They are always together. They understand each other and when something's up, the other one surely notices. That's the definition of best friend, isn't it? When you feel something different from usual may it be sadness or annoyance or even love, the other one will know, and you wouldn't even need to mention it. It's like a best friend's special ability, some kind of ability that you wouldn't trade for any other power in the world.

"Sierra…" She sighed, looking at the ground to avoid eye contact.

"Go on." Sierra encouraged.

"I maybe, just maybe liking that person more than a friend…"

Meanwhile in the room number 123 of Tipton Hotel, professional make up artists and fashion designers are busy making the best girl appearances they can do to three well built guys. Guys? Right?

"So what do you think of this?" The make up artist asked. Shane, after waiting not so patiently with his fingers tapping the table, decided it's time to look at his own reflection.

"What???? I mean, is this me?????"

"Yes Mr. Gray, it is you." His manager came to appearance, walking towards him to give him a tap on the shoulder. "I actually thought black wig looks good on you, but anyway, blonde's good enough as I see it."

"Good? You call this??"

"Okay, you're just over reacting since this is the first time you did a girl's dress up. But seriously, admit it, it's better than you can ever imagine, right?"

With the realization of his worse appearance in his imagination after dressing up, the lead vocalist finally admitted defeat. "Fine. This is…"

"Hideous. Horrible. Despicable. Out of the world. I believe any of these terms will do for what you're looking for Shane." Nate said as he rotated his chair to face Shane with a death glare. This is the first time in history that a Nate Black agreed to wear a long curly brown wig to match his light yellow blouse. Oh, and he also got forced to have holes in his ears for the dangling pink earrings. At most the designer accepted his request of letting him wear jeans instead of a mini skirt, something Shane didn't succeed with.

Unfortunately for Shane, Nate and Jason demanded he wear anything the designer asked him to wear without complains to make it fair with them. Good thing, among the three, there's at least one who seems to be enjoying what's happening.

"Maybe I can make this purple hair color permanent, what do you guys think?" Jasmine asked as if it's normal.

Both Shane and Nate shook their heads in disbelief while their manager only laughed.

"Sorry Jase, but I'll have to resign if you make it permanent."

This time, Shane and Nate can't help but laugh to Jason's tantrums of disappointment.

"But Nate, Jase, and manager, I appreciate what're you're doing for me. I might have been a jerk before and hurt your feelings and I felt sorry, you know it. But right now, I'm just thankful to all of you."

"Aw!" Jasmine awed.

"We're Connect 3, aren't we? This blouse might be a little too much for my taste, but you're Shane, that's why, yeah, well I guess I could say it's fine." Nate added with his hand waiting for Shane's brotherly high five, which didn't take him a while to get.

Even Connect 3's manager felt touched with the scene. "Team hug?"

"Pass."

"Me too."

"Sorry I got preparations to make."

"Oh come on!! If it's me, you always say no!!"

"Well, that's because you're really a tight hugger manager."

"Yeah and you creep us out."

"Haha."

"Seriously? Boys?"

Connect 3 are grinning to themselves in agreement, leaving their manager as the one to have tantrums, which caused them all to laugh. They all know anyway, one thing's for sure. They are a team, and will always be.

Mitchie.

Standing here and simply imagining of things. If I didn't go to Camp Rock, then these things wouldn't have happened. I wouldn't have met everyone. I don't regret anything, even realizing my feelings for him. Shane is, yeah he's some jerk.

It should not have been this way ever since. I'm not supposed to go to Camp Rock. I'm not supposed to know Caitlyn, Tess and the rest of them. I'm not supposed to see Shane playing his kind of music. I'm not supposed to cheer him up. I'm not supposed to bump into him for the second time while carrying the big box of food. I'm not supposed to be a big part of Tess drama. I'm not supposed to make Shane feel bad. I'm not supposed to destroy his trust. I'm not supposed to realize what a fool I've made myself when didn't become content with the real me and instead I just had to make up all the lies I did. I'm not supposed to sing in front of everyone, and to top everything, sing with him.

I'm not supposed to be standing here while staring at the very stage where just a few minutes more, Connect 3 will be performing at. I'm not supposed to be missing them as early as now. I'm not supposed to know them. I'm not supposed to be here.

But God just made me experience all that. God did. That's why I'm not supposed to be unthankful. I'm supposed to smile. I'm supposed to be happy. I'm supposed to stay strong, and just like before, give him a smile even when I worry enough that it'll take a while before I see them again.

"Mitchie?"

Sierra interrupted.

"Ah. Oh. I'm sorry. What were you just talking about?"

Sierra just smiled.

"Still thinking about that huh?" She stood beside me and spoke without even bothering to look at me. I on the other hand, did the same.

"Yeah."

Three limousines parked in front of the school gate. A huge crowd gathered around them not knowing from which one their idols will come out from. They just feel the excitement. Hearts rising up and down, beating faster and faster and faster, Connect 3's fans are everywhere. There are adults, mothers, fathers, aunts, uncles, and even grand parents and great grand parents. There are the children. There are the tweens, the teens, and the young adults. Each of them cheers with anticipation.

The stage is ready.

The band is just waiting for the signal.

The host of the show is more than ready.

The faculty staff are all smiling, thrilled that they have the authority to be the nearest to the three superstars.

They have used all chairs in the school and that's still not enough because the manager still had to ask for fifty more chairs to be delivered by a close friend of the Connect 3.

And Connect 3…

They know it's time.

From an old blue painted truck parked at the back gate of the school, came out three beautiful…TV personalities. Yeah you got the point. Why's that? That's because Connect 3 or more like the pretty Shantelle (I'm really wondering if it'll be Shaneysia or Shantelle haha.), Natasia and Jasmine have arrived.

"You ready?" Shantelle asked.

"Definitely!" Natasia and Jasmine spoke in agreement.

If you're wondering how they look? You just got to read this.

Jasmine is satisfied with her shining shimmering splendid violet scarf in his neck, matching his elegant white leather jacket on top of his sleeveless white blouse (which by the way is thanks to the courtesy of a branded company they endorsed before). She has orange wig (that was decided after his manager had to play tag of war before he let go of the purple one), the long haired type with bangs, and really cool shades. Oh right, she also has sapphire earrings and as for the boots, they're white with simplicity.

Natasia, got himself forced to wear the yellow blouse and jeans Jasmine picked for him. She's wearing silver high heels and a silver necklace. As for his hair, it's curly brown.

And here goes the last but not the least, Shane in a fit red sleeveless blouse, a mini skirt (made in the size fit for the one and only Shane Gray), hot pink dangling triangular earrings. His wig is short blonde, curly as well but in a different way as Natasia's. He has a white superstar cap, and pink feathery sweater to cover his skin. She has white long high heeled boots.

They seem gorgeous enough, even more if they really are real girl fashionistas, I suppose.

"This is unbelievable! It's even harder than my ice skating lessons. And I actually thought that was hard. Urgh!!!!" Shane/Shantelle grabbed Jason's/Jasmine's arm for support. Nate/Natasia offered him a hand as well.

"That is why guys don't wear high heels. You get it now?" He grinned.

"Then how come you guys are very good at it?"

"Well, that's cause while someone's so busy visiting Mitchie on her lunch break, I and Jason asked Manager to help us practice."

"You need to practice standing up?"

"Not really. All he did is demonstrate it once. He just told us to be comfortable, or at least try to."

"And that's enough for you huh Nate?" Shane asked again.

"Yeah, well it's kind of obvious with my good performance." He sounded proud, but realized that it's awkward for a guy to say. "I mean, because you forced us to wear this so I had to be good at it, not that I want to, or like to or, well … you get it!"

"Okay Nate, it's okay to think it's fine to dress up once in a while. No need to be shy about it." Shane tried to make his band mate feel better with the awkwardness.

"Yeah, and by the way Natasia, I'm Jasmine for now. And you Shane are Shantelle, remember?" added Jasmine who is really on it. He's all proud and well, energetic, probably the most excited among the three.

"Yeah. Yeah whatever." Shane and Nate answered simultaneously, both chuckling.

It sure is fun, to have companions like that. And yeah, all of them realize what a blessing each other is.

Waiting for them inside the school is Jackson (the janitor). Connect 3 is three minutes late, and yeah it kind of would piss him of if they did not promise him a good salary if he does a good performance in their little game. Anyway, even with the salary, he has a very good excuse to be pissed, considering he already sighed more than five times while waiting.

"Okay, just wait here you girls. And please, don't yell! Connect 3 will be here any minute." He gave another sigh and finally, walked away.

Jackson's really nice. Shane just dialled his number one time and he immediately answered and agreed to everything he planned. Anyway, he's friends with Mitchie. It's to be expected.

"Oh I'm so excited!" yelled a red head bully.

"Yeah, we're really lucky we got chosen to be here! It's wise of Connect 3 to ask someone unpopular to assist them with meeting the prettiest girls in the campus. Yeah, it's a good for Jackson. It's so like Shane!!!! Oh my, I wonder what he'll say if he sees me? Will he kneel and ask me to marry him already? Oh my, he's too fast!!!!!!!!" another excitedly narrated her daydreams, without realizing she's too loud.

"What do you mean? I really don't care what Shane does. But Nate, OMG!!!!!!!"

"HHHIYAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!! We're really excited."

"You two, cut it off! Who cares about Nate and Shane? I only have eyes for Jason, gggggghyaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"But girls … Girls!" yelled the bully leader when she noticed she's not being heard. "We got to act the way we are not okay. We wouldn't want the hotties to find us weird, would we? Just act decent and not like we have every item sold with their faces on it, okay?"

"You mean I have to forget even about my room painted with Shane's face and even my brand new bag with a cupid heart key chain to the letter S symbolizing my love for Shane?"

"And I also have to forget about my pretty locket with Nate's face beside mine inside?"

"Yes! Yes! You two have to okay! I know it's not easy. But we have to bear with it. And don't you think you're the only one who's having difficulty. I would have to bear my beating heart just so Jason won't find me creepy. Okay?"

"Yes boss!"

"Uhm. Ehem. Ehem." If Shane/Shantelle didn't cough, the girls wouldn't have really even looked another way from themselves. The bullies turned around and saw the … uhmmmm…once again…TV personalities who so don't look like themselves at the moment.

"And you are?" The leader of the three bullies asked.

"Oh wait, you look familiar…wait….let me remember…."

"Oh I'm pretty sure this is the first time you've seen us beauties." Jasmine knelt down with a cute pause. He immediately started pushing the girls to somewhere letting Shane and Nate do the explanation on what's going on.

"We're Shantelle, Jasmine and Natasia, here to lead you to Connect 3." Shantelle answered with a professional tone, as expected from a singer, he really didn't spend so much effort just to change his voice.

"Yeah. This is like a game for the chosen ones. You won't mind going through challenges to see those uhhh….the guys you were talking about just when we came, right?" Nate/Natasia added to make it more realistic.

"Alright. But you better lead us to them straight, or else!!!!" She glared at them, which made Natasia found it helpful that they have shades.

Jasmine waved his hair as he led their way. Shane and Nate just followed. Besides, Shane still can't walk properly, something which the leader of the bullies observed.

"You can't walk in high heels. Huh. How pathetic! I can't believe even Connect 3 has loser assistants." She blurted out as she continued following Jasmine, who is at that time imagining himself turning around to pull the girl's hair and make her see whose pathetic among them.

"Yeah, and we actually thought it's just in our school. Torres' virus is so contagious hahaha." And the bullies laughed together. Imagine 3 of them laughing like this. You know how? Imagine Snow White's step mom (the evil queen with the magic mirror), and Cinderella's step sister Drizella (I seriously think the other one with the pink dress has good heart, at least based on Cinderella 2), and The Little Mermaid's antagonist Ursula laughing evilly hysterically together. That's how it is.

"Yeah, I would so love to see Mitchie's expression after she sees us pretties with Connect 3. Ahahahahha!" Okay, I don't know how the ahahaha laugh of a witch is to be narrated but I think it is ahahaha that's best for description.

Now, back to the story.

Hearing this, Shane already took off his heels aiming for the bullies' heads, good thing Nate succeeded in holding him back and reminded him they're fans, they're fans.

"Seriously, I look even more glamorous than them. Ahahaha." Jasmine muttered to himself.

Shane.

Seriously, these girls have to stop bad mouthing Mitchie and calling her a virus. Okay they didn't really call her virus, but it is like implied. I am so near the ends of my limit.

(As for Shane, imagine Flounder eagerly wanting to protect Ariel from Ursula. Ahh, so cute!!!)

Nate.

Okay. I know they're fans. But they're just so inhuman. How can they badmouth our friend like that?

Finally we're here.

"Okay, you guys have to clear the first stage first before we allow you to proceed on the next level."

"And what would the first stage be?"

"The game is simple. All you have to is stay in here for twenty minutes without speaking. As in, no laugh, no chuckle, no sigh. Closed mouths, you got that?"

I swear looking at Shane, he must have added and no bad mouthing Mitchie. I'm proud of him that's he's able to hold himself back without needing my help this time.

"Where do we stay?"

"Here." Jasmine pointed at the same place where the bullies locked Mitchie.

"Each of you has to go inside a cubicle. Lock it and stay there for twenty minutes. Ready?"

"Fine it's easy."

"Oooops. I said no talking girl. Timer starts now."

With this the girls hurry to lock themselves inside the cubicles. I, Jase, and Shane on the other hand got some huge metals and wooden ladders (courtesy of Jackson) to prevent the cubicles' door from opening to make sure the bullies can't come out.

This is our first time to enter the girl's CR, seriously. What an experience! But really, how come it's more fragrant than the boys'? There's discrimination in here.

Jase.

I should have brought my camera. It's so fun to see Nate and Shane working so hard wearing girls' clothes. Hahaha. This is hilarious!!!!!

Mitchie, you just wait, we will take revenge for you. These bullies are meanie, oh yes they are!!!!

The first stage should have been cleared if Play My Music didn't cover the atmosphere.

"Oh!!!! It's starting! OMG!!!! Hey, isn't it done yet? I want to get out!"

"We said no talking." Nate said, adjusting his voice to make it really low.

"Oh fine."

"How many minutes more?"

"Oh come on, do you guys really wanna see Connect 3 or what?" Now, if Shane didn't sound as his pissed self, then the plan should have been done smoothly.

"Is that?"

"I know that voice! Shane, please wait!!!!!! I'm here. I'm doing this for you. But oh wait, isn't this the girls' CR?"

"Ah, no that's not Shane, that's just … errr… that's just Jasmine pretending to be Shantelle."

"Oh. Oh, he's good." commented one of the bullies.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

"Hello?"

"Shane, Jason, Nate, wherever you are, you have to be here, now!!!!" yelled their manager.

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

"Okay, fine. We'll be there in three minutes. Jason, Nate, we gotta run!"

….Silent atmosphere….

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" A scream that would have been heard even in the gym if Play My Music is not being played.

"It's really Connect 3!"

"Oh what's going on? Hey Jasmine, why can't I open the door?"

"Oh please!!!!"

"Natasia! Shantelle!!!! I'm positive Connect 3's outside!!!! Shane, Jason, Nate, can you hear us?"

"Oh yeah, we can hear you." Shane whispered and grinned to Natasia and Jasmine. And with that, pails of colored paints are thrown in each cubicle, cubicle one with red paint, cubicle two with blue paint and cubicle three with yellow paint.

"YYYYYYYYYYUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!"

"What's going on?"

"Oh so this is a prank!"

"Just wait you ugly Jasmine! I'm gonna pull your hair until it's gone!!!!" The bullies tried their best to get out, pushing the door with their hardest.

"Ah. And who you are you calling ugly losers?" Jasmine exclaimed.

"My, these girls are strong." Natasia yelled with a leg raised kicking the door forward so it won't open.

"Yeah, and we've used all metals and ladders."

"Oh let us out of here bitches!!!!"

"Oh really? Should we huh?" Shane sounded as if he's really enjoying this, still using a different voice.

"Connect 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The bullies called.

Shane.

Plan successful. Gosh, as if we didn't hear them enough.

"Shane, call Mitchie now. Fast. Move." Nate reminded me.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Mitchie.

Mitchie: Hello?

Shane: Hello Mitchie.

Mitchie: Shane where are you? You have to be on stage now. The crowd is getting louder and louder.

Shane: Okay, wait Mitchie, listen to me. Come in the girls' CR, the one out of civilization now. Please hurry.

Mitchie: What?

Shane: It's emergency. Please!

Mitchie: What? Okay! I'll bet there. Just you wait!

Shane: Okay. I trust you.

Mitchie: What?

Shane: Nothing. Bye.

What in the world does Shane Gray wants me to go the girls' CR? Weird.

I don't know what's happening. But Shane sounded like there's an emergency. There's only one way for me to find out.

"Sierra, I'll be back. Shane's in trouble."

"Huh?"

"Mitchie I'll go with you."

"No, just stay here. Save our seats. Trust me please." I told my best friend. I don't know what's going on. Maybe it's something personal. Shane would have called his manager instead if it's something to be mentioned public, but wait … personal…then why me???

Trust…did I just hear him say he trusts me?

Nate and Jason are so fast in running, removing their make up, and changing clothes. Shane would have been the same if he didn't ask to be left to make sure Mitchie won't be hurt in any way.

Here's what's going on. Nate and Jason finally appeared on stage, in their usual outfits already, after the make up has been removed totally. The manager seemed satisfied enough. It's time for the next round.

Mitchie on the other hand is panting when she reached the place where Shane told her to go. Meters away she would have sworn she heard screaming from the place. Now that she's reached it, she's actually surprised to instead of see Shane there, she saw paint covering the CR floor and woods and metals blocking the door with the bullies, as she knows just by hearing their screams and yells.

"You guys okay?" She called.

"Mitchie? Is that you? Oh you need to help us here alright!"

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say Torres. I'm sorry for bullying you! Just please let us out!"

Mitchie just smiled as she hears their apologies. So this is what Shane wants her to see. So this is the emergency.

"I can't open it!"

"Yeah, that's cause woods and metals are blocking the doors. Wait, I'll call for help!"

"Wait!!!!!" They tried to stop her from leaving. "How can we be sure you won't leave us and go to the concert?"

Mitchie sighed at this. "Because… because I'm not one of you."

Shane.

(Watching from afar)

I know. I've always known you're not one of them. And as expected, you didn't even hesitate in helping them.

Mitchie came back with Jackson to help the girls out, only to find them all covered in paint.

"Here. I brought towels." She offered.

"Okay. This freaks the hell out of me. This is ironic. Why are you the one helping us out? Didn't we lock you here countless times already?"

"I know. It's also freaking me out."

"Then why are you helping us?"

"Why did you not go to see Connect 3? Isn't it your chance? You know if we are there, we would have done so many bad things just to embarrass you in front of Connect 3? What are being so…"

"Nice?" Mitchie finished the sentence for them. "Maybe that's why. Ever think because I don't want you guys to experience being locked in this cold room without any hope of someone to come to rescue you? I don't know why you bully me, but I don't have any intention to do the same to you. Fighting fire with fire won't bring me anywhere except getting hurt."

_Silence_

"We're sorry."

"Really we are."

"You're a nice person. And thanks. Seriously, we didn't actually think you'll really come back."

"I know."

Jackson just stood there, smiling at a new beginning. Now, he's positive he won't have to come to Mitchie's rescue anymore, not really because Shane's there already, but because it won't happen again, hopefully.

Mitchie.

Now this feels weird. It's like when Tess apologized. But it's good to know they became nicer. I wouldn't want to be locked in this place anymore, really.

"Oh, who really did this to you?"

"Oh it's the fault of Jasmine, Natasia and Shantelle!"

"Yeah, I can't actually believe some losers, ah don't worry I won't call you a loser anymore. But really, some losers pretended to be Connect 3's assistants when Jackson left us in the supposedly meeting place with the, I can't believed we've been tricked. They're so mean!"

"Pretend?"

"Jackson, didn't you see them? Wait, where could Connect 3 be?"

"Oh, maybe they're starting the concert. We just have to be there!"

"With this look? Oh I don't think so."

"What are we going to do then?"

"Well, if you do wanna change, the only available clothes are that of Jackson's."

Jackson grinned at this. Revenge may have been fun, really.

"Follow me if you want some change of clothes."

"Okay. Mitchie, you're not coming?"

"Nope. I'll just catch up with you later."

"Okay. You better be there in the concert. Promise, I'll help you get a free poster of them!"

"I'd like that. Thanks."

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Mitchie: Shane Gray!

Shane: Oh hi, Mitchie.

Mitchie: So this is the emergency?

Shane: Mitchie, why are you mad?

Mitchie: You promised me you won't hurt them!

Shane: No, I promised you I won't literally kick their butts! I did that! Didn't I?

Mitchie: You're unbelievable!

Shane: But you guys are friends now, right? Didn't it work out for the best?

Mitchie: What? How did you know that we're friends? Where are you now Shane Gray?

Shane: You really have to not be mad at me before I tell you where I am.

Mitchie: Shane!

Shane: Mitchie please.

Mitchie: For the second time, where are you please?

Shane: Mitchie…are you…are you crying?

Mitchie: Please! Where are you?

Shane: Behind you…

Shane.

Okay! I know it's stupid to let her see me in these clothes but she's crying. Oh what do you want me to do?

"Shane?"

"Why are you…?" My outfit sure shocked her…oh yeah, before she started laughing.

"Hahaha!!!" Well, it's a good sign. At least she stopped crying.

"Why are you wearing that? You look like a clown hahahahaha!!!!!!"

Yeah. Fine. Mission failed.

"But anyway, I'm supposed to be mad at you. Why did you do that? Just as I expected, there's no fake Connect 3. It's really you guys! I can't believe Jason and Nate agreed to this. I know you're doing it for my sake but Shane you know more than this! I just… I just don't get you."

"For earth's sake Mitchie, you are staring at THE Shane Gray in chick's outfit, yours to be exact, and you're telling me you still don't get it? Why do you think will I risk humiliation this cruel to be taken by Nate that he even made a vow to kill me if this didn't work out?"

"Well I thought because you …"

"Say it."

"You feel…?"

"Yes? Go ahead and say it."

"You…"

"What?"

"You wanna disband with them?"

"Come on, are you stupid or what?"

"Well if you do not then why will you let Nate hate you that much?"

"You really wanna make me say it clearly, don't you?"

"I wanna make you say what?"

"Mitchie Torres. Listen to me."

"What Shane?"

"Wait, why…why are you crying again? Mitchie…"

"I don't know."

"How could that be? Say something please. Just, do anything. Be mad at me. But please, stop crying!"

"I can't."

"Why?"

"I can't…"

"Mitchie."

"For crying out loud Shane, if you want to do something for me then I'm not stopping you! But if you ever you do something that'll ruin yourself like this then don't expect me to hold myself back from defending you!"

"Mitchie."

"What? You ever think I'll cry just because of that? They can play whatever trick they have and I'll be most happy to receive them but you being hurt of all people is too much and that, that I can't forgive! They are your fans! I know how important they are for you. There's no way I would like to be the reason why you would have to dislike them. They like so much Shane! Maybe that's why they did all that to me, because they know I went to Camp Rock with you. Shane I…"

So that's why. She's always been like this. She's always been this nice. I just can't get a full of this girl. Whenever I made myself believe I understand what she's thinking already, she always does things to surprise me. But as of now, I'd like to ask anyone who can give me an answer. If you are the popstar, and your fans hurt some friend of yours, and if you did what I did to protect that friend, and she turns out crying to you like she's doing to me now, what will you do?

Fans are everything to us I know. But she is… I don't know how to say it. She's Mitchie. Fans are so important to us. But Mitchie is important as well. They're both so important. And as an idol, who really had enough of being a jerk, I would like to have a turn to be a good influence to our fans. And here I am now. I actually thought if the bullies would get to know how good she is, then everything would be okay already. I even made us Connect 3 play as the bad guys for this purpose. I never expected her to come to me crying like this. I must have hurt her.

"It's okay. Don't cry. Please…"

"It's not okay!"

"Mitchie! If you would just listen to me…"

"I think I'm in love with you Shane Gray!"

"What?"

Mitchie.

Oh why do I have to say it? Why did I even do it? It just came out of my mouth.

"What? Why are you smiling like that? I'm sorry…for feeling this way."

Shane's chuckling.

"Oh come on, do you really have to embarrass me huh Shane? I can't forgive you for laughing even if I…even if…"

"Even if you like me?"

"Oh come on, we can both go on with life forgetting this ever happened, right?"

"And why would I do that? Haha" He teased, still laughing.

I don't know if he's kidding or what. But I admit he's laughing like a child that just received a candy.

"Shane!"

Shane.

Finally.

CONNECT 3 – the CAMP ROCK SPECIAL

"In Camp Rock, you might have heard of this …" Play My Music

"Play it."

"Last Camp Rock, as you all probably heard in the news, Shane worked as an instructor. There's excitement, fun, bonding and jamming moments, singing, dancing, hip-hop in specific. It's pretty cool. We enjoyed it a lot."

"But that's not the end of it. Because Camp Rock had been memorable to all campers, and even to us. We do not like to keep the memories all to ourselves. In this incoming summer's Camp Rock, we'd like to have all of you with us. And this is the purpose of this mini concert. Now, it's time for our special surprise, a performance never seen nor heard in the news."

"NOW, FOR A PERFORMANCE LIKE NO OTHER, PLEASE WELCOME, A SUPER TALENTED SPECIAL FRIEND OF OURS, MITCHIE TORRES!"

Mitchie.

"Shane, why is Nate calling me on stage?"

Now, I'm starting to get mental block.

"Mitchie, you really don't have to sing if you don't want to but…if you really mean what you told me, then I'm begging you, please sing with me…"

"What? Look….I…I'm sorry. I just…"

"Don't worry." He messed with my hair. "It's okay if you don't. I'll just go up there and come out with some plan."

"But Shane, there's no more time for you to change."

"I know."

"I'm sorry."

"It's alright."

There's no way I'd let Shane humiliate himself in front of his fans! But, he kind of will if I don't do something fast. The only thing that'll save him is if someone goes up there and … yes, sing the song. Oh jeez. Fine.

"I'll go."

"What?"

"I said I'll sing."

"Mitchie you know you don't have to."

"Well, you said if I meant what I said then I have to sing with you. It's embarrassing, probably the most humiliating thing I've ever said to anyone, but I meant it. So whatever people think, even if you become mad at me, I just don't want to lie to you ever again."

"I understand. Go!"

I nodded in response and ran to the stage, grabbing the microphone from Nate Black to everyone's surprise.

I don't want to lie anymore. If I like him, then I do. I just have to live with it, because this is real.

Yeah I know, every one in school from faculty staff to Sierra is experiencing shock. But for the mean time, I just don't care.

I've always been the kind of girl
That hid my face
So afraid to tell the world
What I've got to say
But I had this dream
Right inside of me
I'm going to let it show
It's time
To let you know
To let you know

This is the real, this is me
I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be now
Gonna let the light
Shine on me
Now I've found
Who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I want to be
This is me

Do you know what it's like to feel so in the dark
To dream about a life where you're the shining star
Even though it seems
Like it's to far away
I have to believe in myself
It's the only way

And then, he sang along. I'm surprised he still is wearing the same outfit though.

You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I gotta find you
You're the missing piece I need
The song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you

"Hey, isn't that? Isn't that Shane Gray kneeling on the ground?"

And I'm actually doing this to give him time to change? I can't understand Shane sometimes. Does he love disguises that much to reveal himself like that in public? Anyway, there's no stopping this time. So whatever Shane, I'll sing along.

"Shane? Haha, don't make me laugh. There's no way he'll dress up as a….wow, he looks amazing even in a dress!"

"Way to go Shane!!!!!"

This is the real, this is me
I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be now
Gonna let the light
Shine on me
Now I've found who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I want to be

"I wonder where he got the boots! I am so gonna buy that!"

I'm really not expecting their fans' reactions to be like this but, oh well.

This is me
You're the missing piece I need
The song inside of me
This is me
You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing

Now I've found who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I want to be
This is me

I know it's the same song we sang back at Camp Rock, the song that made me experience the best summer of my life. I know summer's over, but Shane and I, I believe we still have a long way to go. I don't actually know what he has in mind. But now I know I'm not lying. I'm done living in lies. I'm done living in secrets. I'm here for the best of everyday in my life, whatever Shane thinks of it, whatever anyone thinks of it. This is real. This is me.

….

We sang it again.

The crowd cheered and finally, our second performance together is done.

"Why are you still wearing that? I already gave you time to continue." I glared at him. Seriously, what is the he thinking?

"Sorry got my dress tangled with some tree and it took me a while, so I wasn't able to use the time. Anyway, it's alright now, right? I mean, the fans love me in these clothes."

"Yeah. I guess."

"You sang."

The crowd is literally loud already. I don't know if it's because of the song or more like Shane's outfit. But either way, they got louder when we all saw Nate and Jason, or probably the so called Jasmine and Natasia came out.

"Oh I can't believe this! Why are the Connect 3 cuties wearing chicks' outfit? Is this some kind of a show? They're cool!" fans yelled.

"Told yah they'll still like us."

"Guys why are you?" Shane asked.

Nate whispered. "Well, we can't leave Shane wearing this kind of clothes alone. We're Connect 3."

I smiled at this, then Shane answered or more like yelled, "We're Connect 3!" as the three of them did high five.

"Sorry Shane, we did all we can with the time but…"

"I know. It's alright Nate. Thank you."

The next song is Play My Music. And yeah, they did that wearing the same clothes.

"Everybody ready?"

"YEEAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

"CONNECT 3!!!!!"

"SHANE!!!!"

"NATE!!!!"

"JASON!!!!"

"WAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

At most I realized what's important. Everybody is smiling. And I am too. This is like before, the feeling of having fun, knowing that everyone around you is enjoying the time of their lives as well.

After the program ended, Connect 3 spent some time with their fans for picture taking and signature signing. Of course, they can't help but get compliments, tons and tons of them. But in one girl's joy, even her got compliments, Mitchie Torres, is standing beside Connect 3, all due to public demand.

That's when the former bullies came, all dressed with Jackson's clothes. Irony as it is in Nate's thoughts.

"I actually thought it's me Shane's talking about when he said special friend. Who would have thought…"

"Who would have thought what?"

"Never mind. In fact, I thought you're pretty cool. The song's amazing.

"And Shane?"

"What?"

"As a member of your fan club, I'm sorry. I will respect your decision. And I admit, you two look good together. See yah then."

"And by the way, Nate, Jase and Shane are pretty good actors if you ask me."

"Wait!" Connect 3 stopped them.

The four singers approached.

"We can head out there, show ourselves, kick chicks' butt and get away with it without ruining our reputation, but we didn't."

"Why?"

"Because you're are fans. And we'd so like it if our friends can be your friends as well. We're sorry for what we did. We really are."

The former bullies are silenced by Connect 3 apologizing. Good thing they are able to answer.

"Fine!!"

"Yeah, Shane Gray's saying sorry. That's enough. Anyway, it's also our fault. We apologize, especially to you Mitchie."

"Apology accepted."

Finally it's a happy ending.

Everyone gave one another a hug. I could have sworn the former bullies are the happiest with that, but not after seeing a couple together, Mitchie and Shane, Shane and Mitchie. I can't help but remember where everything took place for the first time. Yeah, as we all very know already, it was in Camp Rock where it all began, the music, the fun, the friendship, the drama, the songs and finally, the love.

It is a happy ending, isn't it?

But just wait, there's more.

End of classes. But not yet end of romance. Shane and Mitchie are still in the school field, for some reasons. Yeah, they are there to talk, but they would so prefer to stand back to back a meter away from each other.

Seriously, this silence is freaking both of them out. Fortunately or not, Shane has something in mind to end the silence.

"So uh, you're leaving when?" Yeah, and she just had to ask that.

"I don't know. Why? You don't want me to leave?"

"Well. Not really. You guys have work."

"And I was actually hoping you'd at least lie."

"What?"

"Nothing. Nothing."

"Mitchie?"

"Yes?"

"Do you really mean what you said?"

"What did I say...wait, what are you doing?"

"Walking towards you, isn't it obvious?"

"I know that you're walking but what are you planning?"

"Close your eyes."

"What?"

"I said close your eyes."

"Why do I have to obey a jerk like you?"

"You're so stubborn Mitchie."

"I know that!"

"Won't you really do what I'm asking you?"

"Nope. No. Never."

"Fine with me."

"Huh?"

"It's not like you won't close it anyway."

"'Wait!!!!"

"What?"

"What are you planning to do?"

"Why? Do you care?"

"Yes I care Shane!"

He grinned. Arrogant piece of a cute jerk, as Mitchie thought.

"Wait, are you still embarrassed?"

"What? Why should I?"

"Because you told me you like me?"

"You are so mean! I didn't say that!"

"Oh so you're lying again?"

"Fine I said it but…but…"

"But?"

"Just forget it. And stop torturing me!"

"Oh so I'm torturing you?"

"Yes and you really have to stop that!"

"Why? What am I doing?"

"Teasing me! FYI it's annoying!"

"You're just shy to admit the truth, aren't you?"

"What?"

"Fine. And I actually thought I'd say I love you too if you do not have to act all shy and admit your feelings for me." He grinned as he watched the girl's reaction.

"What?"

"I like you too." He walked a little more until finally they're just an inch apart. "Does that mean we're together now?"

Mitchie smiled. And then came up with an idea. "Uhhhmmm…only if you'll do one last things for me."

"Anything. Say it and I'll do whatever it is. I'm serious Mitchie."

"Okay then. If Shane Gray says so then let's go." She happily said as she grabbed his hand with him still wearing the same chick' clothes and off they go to somewhere…somewhere really exciting..

Shane.

"Mitchie, there's no way I'm entering a church wearing this!"

Seriously what is she thinking??? Church? God?

"Really?"

"Really."

"Then I guess I won't be talking to you." She pouted and turned her back away from me. Fine! Oh life's frustrations really.

"Fine!" I ended up entering the holy place with her anyway. Talk about experience, it's the first time I go talk to God wearing something…well….uhmmm….like what I'm wearing now.

Good thing everyone's busy praising. The lights are all directed to the praise and worship team. It's a big church, and yeah I know the guard had been staring at me. If I know, he's thinking that I'm some gay and Mitchie is with me so that I'll experience enlightenment. Talk about my most embarrassing experience.

Mitchie and I sat at the back most part. Then she asked, realizing I'm still in shock by all that she's making me do. I am so sorry God!

"You know why I brought you here?" She said, smiling without looking at me. Her eyes are focused on the song leaders.

"To humiliate me in front of God?" Well, this is the reason I came up with, seriously.

"Nope."

"Then why?" I asked, curious of course.

She then paused for a while, making me more eager to know then faced me.

"Because I promised God I'll be saying yes to the guy I like in this very place." When she said this, it's like God is giving me a tap at the back and telling me, Son, are you surprised?

I know the answer to His question though. Oh I am so surprised.

I guess God really has beautiful plans. It's proven. I should have expected that anyway. It's Mitchie we're talking about in here. What was wrong with me? Now I know.

"Does that mean?"

"Yes. I'd like to be your girlfriend Mr. Gray."

First date – church. First activity done together – pray. Theme song – Second Chance.

Now, this is life.

God,

I admit. I never expected this much from You. But that's why You're God. You're amazing. I thank You for that!

THE END

Thank you everyone! I dedicate all praises to God for letting me finish this! :)

Finally, it's done XD So guys, care to tell me what you think?