A/N: Hey all. Here's the next chapter. A little bit more intro before they finally meet. Thanks for the reviews and alerts and favorites. I'm glad you're enjoying.

Kadence

Chapter 1

Meanwhile, a Connie's Catering truck had just arrived at Camp Rock. Right behind them was Shane Grey's black Hummer, driven by the lead singer of Connect Three. He was accompanied by his girlfriend, Mitchie Torres, his brothers and bandmates, Jason and Nate, and Nate's girlfriend, Caitlyn Gellar.

Mitchie and Caitlyn were back as campers, Shane was back as an instructor, and this year all of Connect Three was teaching. Shane and Nate both had vocal classes and Jason was teaching guitar.

Shane had been surprised that he wasn't teaching dance, but Brown had assured him that he'd hired a more than suitable replacement.

"I'm so excited to be back," Mitchie said. "Aren't you guys?"

"Well, I for one am just glad the tour's over," Nate said. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I love performing and meeting fans, but I think we were on the road forever, and it'll just be nice to not be running around like crazy for a while."

"I second that," Shane said. "And I'm also glad that I get to spend the next eight weeks with my girl."

"Shane," Mitchie said, her cheeks reddening as Shane laced his fingers with hers.

"I'm not going to be quite as cheesy as Shane," Nate said, looking at Caitlyn. "But I'm glad I get to spend my summer with you."

"Hey!" Shane said.

"Alright, let's get checked in with Uncle Brown and drop our stuff in our cabins," Nate said, returning to his role as the band's businessman.

"Hey Uncle Brown," Jason said.

"Ah, my three favorite nephews and my two favorite campers," Brown said. "Welcome back. Mitchie, Caitlyn, I hope you don't mind sharing with Mitchie's mom. I had to make some changes to two of the cabins, so we're a little tighter this summer."

"That's fine Brown," Mitchie said.

"Yeah, thanks," Caitlyn added.

"Now, as for you boys, this change applies to you too. I had to make a slight adjustment," Brown said.

"Huh?" Jason asked.

"Yeah, Uncle Brown, what's going on?" Nate asked.

"The details aren't important now, but basically, my new dance instructor, she's our only female instructor. I couldn't expect her to stay with campers for the summer, but she was a last minute addition and with the changes I had to make to two of the cabins, she didn't have a place to stay," Brown explained. "So, I'm gonna need her to room with you boys."

"Um, does she know that?" Nate asked. "Because I just spent the last three and a half months on a tour bus with those two slobs, and I wouldn't wish that on anyone."

"Hey!" Shane and Jason exclaimed.

"She does," Brown replied. "And she's fine with it."

"Wow. Where'd you find her?" Caitlyn asked, with a smirk.

"She'll have her own bathroom, since it's the bigger cabin, and some big curtains have been hung around her sleeping area so she'll have privacy if she wants it," Brown said. "But please, be respectful and just remember that she's going to be there too. Don't leave your mess all over the cabin."

"Nate, Caitlyn, and I will keep them in line," Mitchie said.

"I'm sure you will," Brown replied.

"Alright, enough picking on Shane and Jason," Shane said. "Off to the cabins."

Four out of five members of the group picked up their bags, but one did not move.

Jason Grey was frozen. His eyes had caught sight of a beautiful redheaded girl and everything around him faded away.

"Jason!" Shane said. "Yo, Jase!"

"Huh?" Jason said, snapping out of his daze.

"Bags. Cabins," Shane said.

"Yeah," Jason said. "Uh, right behind you."

"Uncle Brown," Nate said. "Who is that?"

"That, Nathaniel, is my new dance instructor," Brown said with a smile.

"I'm guessing Jason won't be feeling like a fifth wheel for much longer," Mitchie whispered to Caitlyn.

Caitlyn laughed softly as the group made their way to the cabins, though Jason took the time to turn back, hoping for one more glimpse of the beautiful redheaded girl.

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Once his nephews had headed for their cabin, Brown turned his attention to his new instructor. He couldn't imagine what she'd gone through over the past few months and hoped that this summer would allow her to get back to what she loved, and what he'd heard she was amazing at...dancing.

As Brown approached her, he could see her green eyes full of tears. He watched as she brushed them away and took a deep breath.

"Miss. Madison?" Brown said, taking a step closer to her and making his presence known. "Bailey?"

"Oh, um, hi. I'm sorry," Bailey said. "I guess I'm still not used to answering to that name."

"Of course love," Brown said. "I am Brown Cessario. You can call me Brown. I run Camp Rock."

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Bailey Madison," she said, the name still sounding foreign to her. "I can't thank you enough for doing this. I know all the changes you've had to make last minute...and I want you to know that I really appreciate it. Being able to stay hidden away here, and to finally dance again...it'll keep me sane."

"I can't imagine what you've gone through these past few months," Brown said. "If you ever need to talk, I want you to know that I'm here for you."

"Thanks," Bailey said.

"I'm sure you want to settle in. Why don't I escort you to your cabin while I explain the basic routine of this place?" Brown offered, picking up on of her bags.

"Thank you. I'd like that," Bailey said.

"So you'll be teaching the dance classes. I know you do all styles, so feel free to show them a little of everything...from ballet to hip hop," Brown said. "There are five classes a day, but you'll only teach four, so you'll have a break during the day. You're free to do whatever you want with that time...explore the camp, or check out other classes if you want. Just make sure you don't leave..."

"Don't leave the camp," Bailey finished. "I know. And I'm sorry. I've just heard that so much in the last 48 hours. Believe me, I'm not going anywhere."

"Good to know," Brown said, handing her a piece of paper. "Now, this is the schedule. Your break will rotate weekly, but this week yours is 2:45 to 4 PM."

INSTRUCTOR SCHEDULE (Week 1) - Bailey Madison

9 AM to 10:15 AM (CLASS)

10:30 AM to 11:45 AM (CLASS)

12 PM to 1 PM (LUNCH)

1:15 PM to 2:30 PM (CLASS)

2:45 PM to 4 PM (BREAK)

4:15 PM to 5:30 PM (CLASS)

6 PM to 7 PM (DINNER)

"Classes are 75 minutes each and there are 15 minutes in between classes. Your break will rotate because the class schedule rotates each week. It gives students a chance to change their classes and take more than one class in a particular area they choose to focus on. You'll find, depending on your students, that you can teach a more advanced class," Brown explained.

"I'm sorry, I think you're losing me a bit," Bailey said.

"Don't worry. You'll get the hang of it pretty quickly and my nephews will be happy to help you," Brown assured her as they stopped in front of a cabin. "So this is you. My nephews are already inside. I'm sorry about the living arrangements, but with the agents on property..."

"I completely understand. I appreciate all the adjustments you've made to accommodate me," Bailey said. "Besides, at this point, I'm just glad to spend time with people my own age again, male or female."

"Alright, well, I'll let you get settled. If you need anything, come find me or ask my nephews. They'll be happy to help," Brown said. "I know you'll do great here. And I can't wait to see you dance."

Bailey smiled at that, and said, "I can't wait to dance."

Brown headed off and Bailey walked up the steps to the cabin.

A/N: I promise everyone will finally meet Bailey in the next chapter. Thank again for reading. Please let me know what you think.

-Kadence