A\N: There were 11 in that last chapter! That's pretty sad, eh? Ok, I really gotta stop... Damn Canadian dad... FallennAngel won this game... I'll think of another game in the meantime ha ha. Thanks to everyone who guessed!

Camp Revenge

Chapter 24

My own version of Camp Rock told in Shane's point of view

I woke up when Tess started singing. "Tomorrow! Tomorrow! The promette's tomorrow! Tomorrow's a day away!"

I groaned and put my pillow over my head. "Sleeping!" I muttered. She kept shaking me.

"Wake up, sweetie!" she said. "It's time for the promette rehearsal!"

I looked up at her. "Rehearsal, eh? For what, dare I ask?"

Tess let out a huff of laughter. "Silly, willy! We're doing a choreographed partner dance!"

I groaned and planted my face back into my pillow. "No. I refuse," I mumbled.

She pulled me – literally – out of bed and I landed on the floor with a thud. I groaned. "Fine. I'm up, I'm up!" I got back up to my feet and changed into some different clothes.

We went to the dancing hall and there was an instructor there, teaching us all the moves. I looked over and saw Mitchie and Denny dancing. They were both laughing and Denny spun her around.

I completely forgot about Tess until she slapped my wrist. "Pay attention!" she barked.

I turned away from my friends and practiced dancing with Tess. I had to pick her up and put her over my head and spin her around – I don't know how the hell I'm gonna do this is she's going to be wearing a wedding dress.

After an hour or so of dancing, Tess and I finally got all the moves down. I was having the worst time ever, while Mitchie and Denny looked like they were having a blast. They were both laughing and joking around. I actually got slightly jealous.

Tess grabbed my arm and we went into the dining hall. She got me some food and then I sat down at the table with her, Denny, Mitchie, Nate, and Jason. We all talked about the promette.

"So did you guys find a date yet?" I asked my band members.

Jason nodded. "Yeah. Her name's Anastasia,"

"The brunette chick?" I asked.

He smiled. "Yeah," He waved to a girl. "Over here, Annie!"

Anastasia came over to our table. She was tall and thin and was wearing black skinny jeans and a red tank top. "Hey," she said as she sat down.

I turned to Nate. "You got a date yet?"

He sighed and shook his head. "Sadly, no. I couldn't find the right girl. I guess I'll just have to go alone,"

Jason and Anastasia were making googly eyes at each other and – get this – fed each other – which I thought was really creepy, by the way.

Denny turned to Mitchie. "What dress did you bring?"

She smiled. "I actually brought three. I'm gonna have a hard time deciding,"

"Is it the blue one, the green one, or the pink one?" he asked.

Mitchie smirked. "You'll have to wait and see!"

Denny smiled and ate his food. I sighed as I thought about Tess's wedding dress… We're sure gonna stand out. Maybe that was her goal.

After we ate, Tess took me into her cabin saying that we had to 'rehearse.' "Rehearse what?" I asked her.

She laughed. "The kiss,"

"What kiss?" I asked.

Tess rolled her eyes. "Well we're obviously going to be promette king and queen and the king and queen ALWAYS have a kiss and dance together,"

"Is that why we rehearsed dancing? Because everyone's gonna see us dance when we win?"

"Now you're catching on!" she smiled. Then, she led me over to an open part in her cabin. "Now, let me set the scene for you: We're anxiously awaiting our names to be called. Your uncle Brown calls up every nominee's name and they go to the stage. So, we're standing there smiling and looking down at all the losers who weren't nominated and then Brownie says,

"'And the Camp Rock Two-thousand and eight promette king and queen are…'

"And then someone starts playing a drum roll and he opens the envelope and says, 'Shane Gray and Tess Tyler!'

"And Everyone's clapping and cheering, and I start crying and then we go over to your uncle and he put the crowns on us and then I say something like, 'Wow. I can't believe it. Wow. This is such an honor! I'm so glad you guys voted for me and Shane as king and queen! This is the best day of my life! I love you all!'

"And then we share a big kiss in front of everyone and they're all clapping and whistling and then we walk down from the stage, hand in hand, and the loser nominees smile at us and say 'Congratulations,' but you know deep down inside, they hate our guts,"

I nodded. "I see now,"

She walked over to me. "So now we have to practice our kiss,"

I stuttered and then slowly backed away. Right before Tess could kiss me, there were sirens. I turned my head away from her, causing her to smash her lips on the side of my head. "Do you hear that?" I asked.

Tess scoffed. "Who cares? Someone probably just died. It doesn't matter. Let's just rehearse our kiss," she said and leaned into me again.

I walked away from her. "I'm going to see what's up,"

I went out of the cabin. There was a ambulance. I saw Nate and so I walked up to him. "What's going on, eh?" I asked.

Nate was speechless.

Then, I saw Mitchie sitting over on a rock, crying her eyes out. I ran over to her. "Mitchie!"

She looked up at me, her eyes red from crying. She got up and hugged me.

"What's wrong, Mitchie?" I asked.

Mitchie pulled away form our hug and I wiped away some of her tears. "It's Denny, Shane. He's having heart problems again,"

X X X

Denny was rushed to the hospital and Uncle Brown, Mitchie, and I went with him. We were sitting in the waiting room, talking. Mitchie turned to my uncle. "How are we gonna have the promette now? Denny was my prom date, and we can't have the prom without him,"

My uncle sighed. "I don't know, Mitchie. We'll think of something,"

I turned to my uncle. "We can't have the promette without Denny," I protested.

"We'll see what we can do," my uncle muttered.

Mitchie looked over at me and then buried her face in her hands. I looked over at my uncle. He was staring off into space, looking really worried. Mitchie was softly crying. We were the only people in the waiting room.

A nurse came up to us. "Denny Torres's family?" she asked.

We all stood up, even though only Mitchie is family. The nurse led us into a room and Mitchie started crying when she saw her brother hooked up to all sorts of machines and whatnot.

I stayed by the door with my uncle, speechless. Mitchie hugged her brother gently.

Denny half smiled. "Hi, little sis,"

This just made Mitchie cry even harder.

"I'm ok now. Don't cry, Mitch," he comforted.

Mitchie wiped away her tears.

"Don't be sad Mitchie. We always find a way to survive everything," he said and Mitchie nodded.

"Hey," Denny whispered, "We can get through this. We always do,"

Mitchie started crying again. I walked over to Denny. "Hey, man," I said.

Denny looked at me. "Hi, Shane,"

When I didn't have anything to say – no words of comfort – I sat down in a chair, my uncle in the other one. I turned to my uncle. "So what are we going to do about the promette?"

He sighed. "We'll have to have the promette without Denny,"

"No!" I protested. "Denny has to be there for the promette!"

My uncle closed his eyes. "I'll think of something," Then, his eyes shot open and he stood up. "I have a plan," he said and rushed out of the room.

A plan, eh? This better be good.

A\N: Look for my new story: "Superheroes" I just put up the trailer for it! It's gonna be a hilarious action movie in which Kevin can't feel pain, Joe can walk through walls, and "Nick can turn into a llama ha ha ha. Go read it please! And review! On both stories! I will love you forever! If you read my new story, I'll give you a cookie!