Mkay... I had a really good plot line for this story... but then... then it just kinda fell apart and I didn't feel like writing it... -sigh- Oh well. At least enjoy what I wrote so far. :) Your welcomed to use pieces of it or all of it(just credit me silly) for your own plot idea to it... I mean we've all had those moments where we are reading and think no! It'd be so much better this way and think of so many awesome different twists.

"That's two words!" Jason said rolling his eyes at Shane. Nate looked like he was about ready to hit himself. Shane gave him a look before throwing the door open.

"Oh! By the way we told the press you'll be doing a duet with the winner of Final Jam!" Nate shouted after Shane had slammed the door closed.

"What!" Shane shouted as the other boys drove off. Shane was beyond pissed he hadn't spoke to his girls in a couple months. He was sure they were pretty mad at him for it. Now he was shipped off here. All he really needed to do was go home to his girls… He'd be better.

His uncle spotted him as he headed towards the middle of the camp. "Shane!" Brown shouted smiling at the boy before noticing the angry look on his nephews face. "What's wrong mate?" Brown asked curiously and concerned.

Shane glared out at the water before turning to his uncle. "Nothing… I'm just a little mad they didn't tell me…" He sighed as he gave his uncle a weak smile. He new Brown could tell he was really missing them right now. "Well… why not go put your stuff in your cabin. You know which one then go indulge yourself in some comfort food. I hired a new cook this year. She brought along her daughter…." Brown smiled.

"Uncle Brown!" Shane said glaring. "I don't need a girlfriend." He said as he reminded his uncle of the girlfriend he already has. "Thanks Uncle Brown…. Really…" Shane mumbled as he left his uncle in his thoughts and headed off to the cabin he once lived in. He smiled as he walked into the cabin. The same bed. The same dresser… He felt ten again… He wouldn't admit it but that's what he felt.

He dropped his stuff off on the bed before quickly heading back out and towards the kitchen. He was hoping this new cook had at least some cookies or maybe some apple juice… He really could go for those at the time.

"Connie's catering?" He said glancing at the big van parked nearby. He couldn't help but wonder. Could it be her? He headed for the door and of course with his luck the second he reached for the door it slammed open sending him on his back. "Ow…" He muttered sitting up.

"Oh! I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to." A girl was talking so fast he almost didn't understand what she said. "Amanda?" He asked looking confused at the girl. She looked a lot like his girlfriend's sister. "OHMIGOSH! You know my name!" She squealed before smiling brightly at him. "Uh… Yeah… Its just you look a lot like someone I know… I guess I was wrong… Sorry…" He mumbled as he saw the fangirl in her come alive.

"Wait! What are you doing over by our dinky little kitchen?" Amanda asked. She looked back at the kitchen and frowned. "I uh… My uncle sent me here to grab something to eat… I didn't eat this morning." Shane said coming up with something. "OH! Well come on in." She said smiling widely as she helped him up. She didn't let go of his hand. He felt uncomfortable but didn't pull away cause he was afraid she'd not give him food. "Mommaaa!" She shouted as they entered the kitchen. That's when Shane pulled his hand away from Amanda.

"Sorry… Just a little uncomfortable.." He mumbled and looked down to avoid the look on the girl's face as Connie appeared with someone in the tow.

Connie smiled widely as she glanced back behind her. "Haji." She murmured as she let the other woman around. She smiled. "Well lookie here… He's finally around." She said out loud. Shane's had snapped up at the sound of the girl's voice. "Mitch…" He smiled. "Shane." Mitchie smiled back before pulling him into a hug. "I'm sooo sorry." Shane whispered in her hair.

She smiled and pulled back. "Its alright. You can't help it if the label thinks you need to do this and that… As long as you are okay." She smiled holding his hand. Her sister looked at her jealously.

Mitchie rolled her eyes before looking at Shane. "Whatcha here for?" She asked as she swung their hands. "Food… and my amazingly understanding girlfriend slash best friend." Shane shrugged smirking. Mitchie laughed before nodding.

"Well you came just in time. We were gonna make some food." Connie spoke up. She spotted her younger daughters anger. "Baby girl." She murmured as she passed her daughter. Shane noticed his anger with the world seemed to disappear when he was back with Mitchie. He smiled and kissed her cheek. "What was that for?" Mitchie asked smiling as she touched her cheek.

"World doesn't seem so stupid now that I'm with you…" He smiled before helping her pull ingredients out. "That was corny. But adorable." Mitchie laughed.

Shane smiled as he sat down by the docks with his guitar. He glanced out over the water. He recalled a call he had gotten a couple days ago with an idea about his song. He hated it but then had to go along with it cause the label thought it would sell. He felt so angry again. But he remembered why he was brought to camp. To clean up his image for the band… He had been such a jerk to everyone because of his and the guys songs being changed and on top of that he hadn't seen Mitchie in so long he was sure she'd be mad at him. He was angry with himself… His peaceful mood suddenly crashed down around him.

"Damn." He murmured as his mood dampened and he suddenly needed to take out the anger. He groaned as he smashed his hand into the soft dirt. He wanted so badly to break away from the cookie cutter pop sound. He wanted so badly to stop listening to that crap. He let out a frustrated groan. "Stupid label." He muttered as he picked up a flat stone he saw laying nearby.

He lobbed it at the water and watched it skip. It felt good to throw something. He was positive he'd need to vent his anger soon and especially if Mitchie was going to show up at the docks later.

Mitchie laughed quietly as her mother told her something. "You know Hija… Amanda seems jealous of you and Shane. You should remind her who he is." Connie said as she dropped the last bit of chopped pepper into the pan of stir-fry. "I know… I saw how she looked at him."