First off, why did so many of you think the story was over? And secondly, Camp Rock is totally taking over the world. Last night my aunt comes over and she's a bet eccentric to begin with, so she's telling us about this thing her coworker showed. She started doing the Whatever Major Loser from CR! I started laughing so hard I fell off the chair going 'Omg that's from Camp Rock!'. Then today I was shopping for my dorm and Target has so much Camp Rock stuff it isn't even funny. Mom maid funny of me and asked if I wanted a CR clock… I told her no, but I kinda did. Lol.

Okay, new chapter. So not over yet. Welcome Back to Camp Rock, peeps. It's a half fluffy chapter, so... and no. They aren't going to any time soon. I'm just trying to show thats how serious they are. Kay? Kay.

Chapter 26

"Shane!" I laughed as he bounced in his seat. We were finally back from another tour, and on our way home. He wrapped his arm around me and sighed.

Leaning in to whisper in my ear, he said, "I can't help it that we haven't had sex in 6 weeks." I laughed and hit his stomach.

"Well. That's what happens when you tour. You have to deal with your band mates." I said smiling at the others.

"Next tour, we are so getting our own bus." He said dramatically.

I took his hand and placed in on my growing stomach. "Babe, next tour we're going to have a dog and a baby with us. Of course we're going to have our own bus."

"Yeah, I'm not dealing with a baby." Nate said as Caitlyn whacked him. We laughed. "Okay, I'm not good with kids. They scare me."

"Nate kids scared you when you were a kid." Shane teased.

I shot up in bed, gasping. Shane woke up and looked up at me. "What's wrong, baby?" He asked reach out for my hand. I sucked in a large breath at the word. I knew he was calling baby, and not saying baby, but still.

I laid back down to face him, still minutely freaked out. "Weird dream." I said softly.

"Wanna talk about it?" He asked yawning. I could see he was waking up, and seeing as I was already wide awake, I decided to.

"Do you think about the future?" I asked, vaguely aware of the fact that we were having this conversation while in bed, again.

He laughed, "We've had this conversation before. Yes, I do. Why?"

"Weird dream, remember?" He nodded and gave me a look to explain. "We were on our way home from the latest tour… and you were complaining… that we haven't had sex in 6 weeks and said next tour we were so getting our own bus… and… I… put your hand… on my stomach…"

"Why?" He prompted me as I stopped speaking.

"Because… I was… pregnant… and I said next tour we'd have a dog and a baby with us…" I explained slowly.

"Uh huh. And this has you freaked out?" He asked. I nodded not looking at him. "Because you think you're thinking about things you shouldn't?" I nodded again. "Because we're only dating and you think that your thoughts are moving too fast?" I began nodding again when he cupped my chin, preventing me from doing so. "Mitchie, relax. I have every intention of marrying you someday. It's okay. You can think about stuff like that. Although dream me brings up a good point. If we're married, we are so having our own bus or stopping at hotels more often." I giggled hitting his chest.

"You really plan on marrying me?" I asked.

He nodded and took my left hand in his. "Do you see this? It's a promise ring. It means that someday in the future I'm going to ask you to marry me, and you are going to say yes."

"So my dream doesn't freak you out?" He shook his head no. "I guess I was thinking about it because of what Mom said…"

"What did Connie say?" He asked.

"She was pondering out loud to Dad and asked when you were going to propose to me…" He smiled mischievously at me. "What?"

"I already know that." He simply.

"Really?"

He nodded. "And, no, I'm not telling you. But feel free to pick out an engagement ring." He said quite seriously.

"Shane…" I said warningly, letting him know not to play.

"I'm serious." He replied, smiling at me. "But we are going to move on, and I'm going to force you to imagine our future."

"Why?" I laughed.

"Because you keep doubting yourself when you do." He replied. "Now, personally. I see us having quite a few kids… I don't think I'll be able to keep my hands off of you once we're married."

"That's what birth control is for." I said, edging into that subject.

"Or not. There's a plus to waiting until your married. No need for birth control." He said completely serious.

"I could go on the pill." I shrugged and he smiled at me.

"If you want. But I wouldn't mind having a lot of kids." He answered honestly.

"Okay, let's question how many are 'a lot'?"

"7, 8, 9... No, I'm totally kidding." I think I stopped breathing for a moment. I smacked him. "Seriously, 4, 5? I mean, who knows we could end up with 12... But yeah."

I laughed. "You realize the more kids we have the more of a chance there is for us to have a curly haired baby?"

He shrugged. "Oh well. I'll have teach them the ways of a straightener at 6."

"You will not." I laughed. "When they hit puberty you can teach them."

He agreed, laughing. "Okay, so lots of kids. I'm thinking once the oldest is in school we'll settle down, buy a real house. Maybe in New York or Connecticut. Between the Torreses and the Grays. Probably New York, so we're close to Nate in PA, too."

I cuddled against his chest and told him to keep going, letting him lull me back to sleep. He dropped his voice to a whisper and spoke gently in my ear. "It'll be big. And have at least three working showers. One for us, one for the girls, and one for the boys. Though, growing up sharing a bathroom with a sister is a plus when you start dating. We'll figure that out when they get older. Back to the beginning. I'm thinking we'll name them after people who are important to us. Me, of course-" I laughed at him softly. "Justin. Benjamin-"

"Whose Benjamin?" I whispered sleepily.

He laughed softly, "Uncle Brown's real name." I nodded as he kept going. "There aren't too many girls, so we'll just come up with names we like, and use the girls' names as middle names. Jason and Nate, too. Personally, I like Hailey… Oh and we'll need a Spanish name or two, as well. Selena is pretty. How about Rosalina? I also like…" Shane's voice faded out as I fell asleep.

Shane didn't mention anything the next morning. We just accepted the conversation and moved on. I smiled thinking about all the names he'd come up with for our children. It was weird to say that without it feeling weird. That made no sense, but it does.

We hung out with Dad a lot in the next few days. I spent time with Sierra, too. She was happy to hear Nicole and I made up. 2 days later we were loading up the van to meet the bus on our way to Camp Rock. We still had a lot of stuff on the bus and we had to help clean up and pack.

As soon as we found the truck stop they were at, Mom parked the van next to the bus. I ran over to it, anxious to see my puppy. He barked from the passenger's seat window as he saw me. I opened the door and picked him, holding him to my chest. Shane came over a minute later and petted him. He had this weird look in his eye as he watched me cuddle with our dog.

"Okay, give me my favorite puppy and go do whatever it was you need to do." Mom said catching up. We went on the bus and everyone greeted us with hugs and 'are you okay's . We gave Jacob to Mom and headed into the back. I pulled Caitlyn aside, speaking quickly and quietly.

"Okay, so I may have told Mom I wanted to go on the pill and I may have told her I want to have sex with Shane, and I may have told her you and Nate slept together in PA, and she may be making us appointments to see a gynacologist, and I may have had a really weird conversation with Shane about our future, and he may have indirectly proposed to me."

"What?" Caitlyn hissed pulling me into the small bathroom and locking the door.

"I may have-"

"I heard everything you said. We'll start from the top. Seriously? Since when?" She asked.

"I've just been thinking about it lately. I mean, Mom asked me what really happened because I asked if Shane could sleep in our room, which they actually let him…. I was surprise because- Okay, off topic. I don't know. She asked if there was anything else, and I knew she was waiting for me to directly say, 'No, Mon, we didn't have sex or do anything sexual.' and, I don't know. I thought about it. He's really set on not having kids until we're married, which is great, I agree. And I just don't want something to happen if we lose control. And I mean, we'll probably wait until we're married, but I don't know if I'm going to be the one stopping us."

"Makes sense." She nodded. "How did Nate and I get brought up?"

I winced. "Mom mentioned the purity rings and I said sometimes you just forget like Nate…"

Caitlyn rolled her eyes. "Is that why I'm going to gynacologist?" I nodded. "Okay, really weird conversation with Shane?"

"I had a dream about me being pregnant and him complaining about not getting any because we'd been on tour… and I woke up and he did, too, so I told him. And then he started talking about living in New York and naming our kids…. And told me I could pick out my engagement ring if I wanted because he has every intention of marrying me someday."

"Wow." Was all Caitlyn could say. I looked around nervously and realized we were in the bathroom having this conversation. "What?" She asked as I started laughing.

"We're in the bathroom having this conversation." I giggled. She started laughing, too, and we exited the bathroom. Jason and Nate looked at us weird. "What?"

"Nothing." They both said quickly going back to what they were doing.

Anastasia, however, decided to fill us in. "We all just heard your entire conversation."

I paled. "Seriously?" She nodded. "All?" I squeaked. She nodded toward Shane who wasn't saying anything. I winced.

"Hey." I said standing in front of him.

"Hey." He said distractedly.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"What? Nothing. Nothing's wrong." He said moving away from me. "Come on, we have to pack." I let it go and started packing up all of my stuff that I had spread through out the bus.

Even later that night, Shane still seemed bothered by something, but wouldn't tell me. Mom checked into the hotel at the truck stop for the night, but we all opted to sleep on the bus. It would be our last night sleeping together as a group. Weird as it sounds, it's a feeling you come to enjoy, and miss when it's gone.

Tomorrow we would be at Camp Rock, and we'd all be in different places at different times. Donnie convinced Mom to hook up the van to the back of the bus and tow it so she could relax on the bus.

We all woke up and opted to just eat the last bit of cereal we had on the bus instead of stopping and getting breakfast. Caitlyn and I were sitting on the floor eating while Anastasia was next to us on the couch. The guys were all at the table eating.

"Something is bothering him and I don't know what." I said staring at the back of my boyfriend's head, whispering to the girls.

Anastasia shrugged. I had thought she'd be upset I didn't tell her when I told Caitlyn, but she wasn't. She just pulled me aside later and asked for details on everything she'd heard mentioned. "Maybe something you were talking about got to him."

"Maybe he's upset you were freaking out about the future thing." Caitlyn suggested. "He hates when you freak."

"He would have called me on it or gotten upset with me. No, he just looks really deep in thought." I said, still unsure.

"Nate!" Caitlyn called him over to her. He followed his beckoning and sat next to her. She whispered in his ear and he shrugged.

"Don't know." He said, kissing her cheek and going back to the table. She shrugged at me, letting me know he didn't know what Shane's problem was either.

"Don't worry too much. We have like 20 minutes until we get to Camp Rock." Anastasia said looking at her watch. "Oh my god!" She said. She put her bowl in the sink and ran in the back. Realizing we were all in our pajamas still, we started rushing around as well. Thankfully, none of us were really shy around each other anymore, and everyone took turns changing their undergarments in the bathroom and then got dressed in the back. After one particular day without Rich on the bus, we'd all learned how to change in the same room without looking at each other or getting freaked out. We'd all over slept and had to be dressed and ready to go in 10 minutes. They guys didn't have clean boxers, the girls all had the same bras on, and in some cases the girls ended up going commando, changing in the bathroom really quickly.

Mom gave me a questioning look as we all began to make our way out of the back dressed. I smiled innocently. "Are you guys excited?" She asked turning around in the passenger's seat. We all nodded. "Stas, you'll be helping me in the kitchen I understand."

"Yes. Unlike these clowns," she gestured to all of us. "I can cook."

"Hey, we can cook." I defended Caitlyn and myself. "They can't cook." I gestured toward Shane and Nate. The boys blushed but agreed nonetheless.

"Hopefully, this summer will be less dramatic." Mom said carefully giving me a look. I looked away making a face.

"Yeah. Less dramatic." I agreed.

When the bus finally pulled up to the Camp, the main Camp Rock bus had already gotten there. Caitlyn and I ran off the bus almost as soon as it stopped. We ran over to Barron and Sanders who where entertaining a group of girls.

"Barry!" I yelled.

"Sanders!" Caitlyn laughed after me. They smiled widely at us and ran over to hug us.

"Caitlyn, Mitchie?" Lola asked from behind us. We turned around and gave her a huge hug. She laughed slightly. "Wow, last year you were outcasts, this year you rolled up in style."

We may have not thought that out too well. We showed up at Camp Rock in Connect 3's tour bus, with Connect 3. Anyone who didn't know, well, they just figured it out.

"Yeah, well." Caitlyn shrugged.

"Wow, living together has you becoming the same person." Sanders teased pointing to our bracelets.

"Oh, these were a gift from Jason. That reminds me, you think he'll get Stas one?" Caitlyn shrugged in reply to my question.

"Shane's not gonna kill me if I say you look particularly good this year, is he?" Barron asked looking me over. I laughed and shook my head no.

"Speaking of, they're talking to Peggy and Ella. We'll catch up with you guys later." Caitlyn said as we headed back to the guys.

"Peggy!" I cried hugging her. She hugged me back while Caitlyn and Ella hugged.

"Mitchie!" Ella cried hugging me. "I cannot believe you were on tour with Connect 3! How did that happen? Cause your mom isn't famous, right?"

"Ella, Shane and I go out…" I said slowly, knowing she didn't mean that as it sounded.

"You do?" She asked. I shook my head at her. Sometimes she was a little too air headed. "Oh well. I wanna hear all about the tour."

"I want to hear why Peggy wasn't with us, personally." Caitlyn said looking over at the girl in question.

"I was actually touring with my Dad and had the lead in one of the plays we were performing."

"Wow. That's awesome." I said. Mom came over a minute later holding Jacob.

"Mitchie, Shane, your dog wants you." She said as Jacob whined in her arms trying to get down. Shane took him and held him while the girls began to awe and pet him.

"I can't believe you have your dog with you." Tess sneered from the side of us. I turned to face her, a little confused.

"Why is that?" I asked in a bored tone. "And I don't. He's here with Shane. He's going to stay in Shane's cabin with Nate and Jason."

"Everyone knows that Shane got him for you, so you didn't need to bring him to show off."

"Or maybe I wanted to have my dog with me, Tess." Shane challenged. She scoffed and walked off. I noticed two new girls following behind her.

"Some things never change." Peggy commented. "I really hoped things would be different this year."

"They are." Nate said throwing his arm around her shoulder. "This year, all of Connect 3 is here, there will be no drama over lies, and hey, you're friends with Connect 3 and not in Tess' shadow anymore."

Peggy smiled gratefully. "You're right." She smiled at Caitlyn. "You're lucky Cait."

"Tell me that when you live with him on a bus for 2 months." She said playfully. Nate dropped his arm and walked over to Caitlyn, pouting.

Placing his hands on her hips he looked down on at her. "You didn't like living with me for 2 months?"

"Nope." She said in all seriousness. "I loved it." Nate smiled and leaned down to kiss her. They got caught up in the kiss until someone cleared their throat.

"Uncle Brown! I mean, Brown." I said happily going to hug him. Having had him referred to as Uncle Brown for so long, it was weird to not call him Uncle.

"Uncle Brown is just fine for you." He said in his adorable accent. "You're close enough to being my niece as it is." He laughed. "And I believe you are the reason I still have my camp." I blushed. The others looked at me in confusion. "Camp Rock was going to be cancelled but Mitchie came up with the idea to talk to Lava Records, who bought Camp Rock from me. And now it's better than ever and the kids have more of an opportunity to go somewhere."

"Awesome, Mitchie. You're like, the Camp Rock savoir or something." Ella said hugging me.

"Shane helped." I said still blushing. Shane shook his head. "Yes, you did."

"It was still your idea. I just followed through on it." The girls looked at each other and awed.

"Now. I see Nate and Caitlyn. I do not see Jason and this new girlfriend of his."

"I think Jason and Stas went over to the kitchen to help my mom." I explained. Brown nodded and said good-bye, heading off.

Peggy smiled, "Wow, Mitchie, you've been busy this year, haven't you." I smiled a half smile, knowing it was true.

"Oh, look, Dee's getting ready to go up." Caitlyn said pointing to the overly excited woman.

"We're gonna go settle in and talk to Brown and stuff, okay?" Nate said. Caitlyn nodded and kissed him.

I kissed Shane as he was getting ready to leave. "Meet me by the canoes later?" I asked against his lips. He nodded and headed off behind Nate.

"You realize once Dee greets us, Camp officially starts, and you can't do that?" Peggy reminded us. I nodded as did Caitlyn. We both were pouting a bit.

"But it's better to at least have them here then for them to be on tour away from us." I said. Peggy nodded in understanding.

Camp Rock would be interesting this year.

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