Shine On Me Chapter 6, a camp rock fanfic

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN CAMP ROCK OR ITS ORIGINAL CHARACTERS, NOR DO I OWN ANY SONGS OR QUOTES THAT MAY APPEAR IN THIS FIC!

Chapter 6:

Mitchie's P.O.V.:

Beach Jam

Alright, up next we have Shadows Speak!" said Dee as we got on stage.

"Hey guys," I said to the other campers. "this song is called Perfect"

You speak to me
And in your words I hear a melody
But in the twilight it's so hard to see
What's wrong for me

I can't resist
Until you give the truth a little twist
As if you're gonna get away with this
You're not sorry

I can't believe I fell for this

I fell through the hole
Down at the bottom of your soul
Didn't think you could go
So low
Look at what you've done
You're losing me
Is what you've won
Got me planning to go
Solo
Solo

You sing to me
Too bad you couldn't even stay on key
If your life is such a mystery
Why don't you stick to acting?

Here you go again
You couldn't find my number until when
You thought that you could get to my best friend
Without a script your game is lacking

I can't believe I fell for this

I fell through the hole
Down at the bottom of your soul
Didn't think you could go
So low
Look at what you've done
You're losing me
Is what you've won
Got me planning to go
Solo
Solo

I'd rather go to a party alone
Than have to walk around with you on my arm
Now that I'm proud to admit that we're done
Good luck trying to find me!

'Cause I didn't think you could go
So low
Look at what you've done
You're losing me
Is what you've won
Got me planning to go
Solo
Now we're done

'Cause you got me planning to go
Solo

(solo)
Solo

Solo

Everyone clapped and cheered as we left the stage and Brown came from his cabin/ the main facility in the camp, closely followed by Shane.

"That was great wasn't it?" he asked the audience as they clapped and cheered. "Okay, Score! I've finally talked my nephew into singing us a song!" He announced as Shane stepped onto the stage next to him. "Shane, rock the camp."

"Hey guys! I got a surprise for you; guys come on out!" he said pointing towards the stairs as Nate and Jason came out carrying their guitars. Everyone cheered and they began to play.

Turn on that radio
As loud as it can go
Wanna dance until my feet can't feel the ground
Say goodbye to all my fears
One good song and they disappear
And nothing in the world can bring me down

Hand Clapping
Hip Shaking
Heart Breaking
There's no faking
What you feel
When you're right at home, yeah

Music's in my soul
I can hear it
Every day and every night
It's the one thing on my mind
Music's got control
and I'm never letting go
No, no
I just want to play my music
Woo

I clapped and danced along with the rest of the crowd, smiling proudly at the fact that Shane was finally doing the music he wanted to do.

This sounds more like him.

Got my six string on my back
Don't need anything but that
Everything I want is here with me
So forget that fancy car
I don't need to go that far
What's driving me is following my dreams
Yeah

Hand Clapping
Earth Shaking
Heart Breaking
There's no faking
What you feel
When you're on a roll, yeah

Music's in my soul
I can hear it
Every day and every night
It's the one thing on my mind
Music's got control
and I'm never letting go
No, no

I just want to play my music
I just want to play my music

Can't imagine what it'd be like
Without the sounds of all my heroes
Singing all my favorite songs
So I can sing along

Everyone, myself included, got up and cheered and clapped at the end of the song. I was really happy for Shane. He finally got his music heard and people liked it too.

Shane's P.O.V.:

The feeling I had hearing and seeing all of those campers clap and applaud one of the songs I wrote that didn't sound like complete garbage was so amazing. It felt like the first time I performed at a sold out concert.

"They loved it! You were right! The label has to let us do this!" said Nate once we'd left the stage.

"They won't!" I said with a scoff. "Look at what they made us call the band!"

"Look, if we hit the studio tonight, we can have them a demo ready by tomorrow." Said Nate.

"We can do that later, I want you guys to meet some people first." I said waving them over to where I saw Mitchie standing with her friends.

Mitchie's P.O.V.:

"Hey Mitchie," I heard Shane's voice call out as I turned. "These are my brothers, Nate and Jason." He said.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you." I said shaking both of their hands. "These are mine and Shane's friends Jared, Sierra, Michael, Caitlyn, Lola, Sander, and Barron." I said introducing the whole group. They all greeted each other.

"Hey, if you guys are staying you can come and hangout with us if you want," said Michael. "We were all going to head down to the cliffs and have a camp fire there with a few other campers."

"Sure, Why not? We're staying for the rest of camp to help campers get ready for Final Jam." Said Nate.

"That's cool. Are you guys judging this year?" asked Sierra.

"Yeah, but don't tell anyone. We're supposed to be a surprise." Said Jason. "Ooh, are there any birds around the cliffs?"

"Um, sure. I guess so." I said. I could see Shane shaking his head as we walked to the cliffs.

We all stayed there and hung out for hours, talking and eating snacks I'd grabbed from the kitchen on the way.

"Hey Mitchie?" asked Nate from behind me.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Can we talk for a second?" he said gesturing towards the path.

"Sure." I said getting up. "What's up?" I asked once we were a little ways away from everyone else.

"I wanted to say thank you. You've really been a help to Shane. Since he got here, he's been talking about some girl that keeps telling him off. Then it turned into this really amazing girl that he can talk to about anything," he said with a laugh. "You really put him in his place, he's back to the Shane I knew. So thank you for being a good friend to him."

"You're welcome. I try my best when it comes to putting people in their place," I joked. He laughed with me.

We stayed where we were and talked for a half hour more.

"I gotta get going. I have to help my mom make dinner, I don't want to be late again." I said.

"Okay, I can walk with you if you want." He offered.

"Sure," I accepted with a smile.

I waved goodbye to Nate as I walked into the kitchen where Caitlyn already was, flipping hamburger buns on a spatula.

"Hey, where'd you and Nate run off to?" she said throwing me an apron after I washed my hands.

"We went for a walk. He thanked me for being a good friend to Shane and we wound up talking. He's a cool person." I said.

"Uh-huh," she said with a look. As she flipped the burger bun higher and almost landed in the pot of macaroni I was stirring.

"Don't get that in my macaroni!" I said laughing.

"I'm sure they have it!"Tess yelled out of no where. Where's she come from?

"Okay she has officially lost it!"said Caitlyn.

"No, I didn't lose anything, you guys stole it!" Yelled Tess.

"Excuse me, what's going on here?" asked mom.

"Tess thinks that Mitchie and Caitlyn stole her charm bracelet." Said Brown.

"What?" Caitlyn and I yelled in surprise.

"I'm sure this is some mistake. These girls would never do something like that." Said my mom.

"Okay look, let me just scope this out and then I'll have a quick look in your cabin, alright?" said Brown.

"Fine," I sighed.

"Whatever," huffed Caitlyn.

Brown began looking around Caitlyn's and I's station.

"You're not gonna find anything, cause I didn't steal..." I trailed off, seeing a little gold charm sticking out from under a pile of cook books.

Brown followed my line of sight and picked up Tess' charm bracelet.

"That's it! That is my charm bracelet!" Said Tess with a victorious smile.

"There's gotta be some mistake." Said mom.

"Like what?" snapped Tess. "I snuck into the kitchen and-"

"Tess I got this!" Said Brown, cutting her off. "I am totally wigged out." He said turning back towards me and Caitlyn.

"Yeah, so are we!" I said.

"I'm not," said Caitlyn glaring at Tess with narrowed eyes.

"Well, rules are rules, and since it's the end of camp, I have no choice. I've got to ban you guys from the rest of camp activities, until the end of Final Jam."

"We didn't do anything! She's lying!" I yelled.

"Do you have any proof?"

"When did her bracelet go missing?" Asked my mom.

"After Beach Jam," Tess interjected before Brown could say the words. "You and your friends weren't out with everyone else. You have to have stolen it then." She said pointing to me and Caitlyn.

"We couldn't have stolen it, we went with our friends, Shane, Nate, Jason and a few other kids to the cliffs right after Beach Jam and I got here a half an hour ago. Nate even walked me back. You can ask all of them." I said.

"I walked back with all of them not too long after Nate and Mitchie left," added Caitlyn.

"Then why was my bracelet here?" yelled Tess glaring at us.

Put a hole in your story now didn't we blondie?

"Not a clue." I said. "Do you have one?"

"Look you-" started Tess.

"Alright! I'm going to go talk to Nate and the others. If they say you two were with them at the time you say you were, you can be in Final Jam. If not, you will apologize to Tess and you can't be in Final Jam." He said.

"Fine," said Caitlyn and I.

"No! You're really going to trust the word of their lying friends? Liars associate with other liars, their word can't be trusted!" yelled Tess.

"You seem to be speaking from experience," I said, slyly.

"You're one to talk!" she shot back.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Alright!" yelled Brown, standing between us and facing Tess. "That may be so, but my nephews' words can be trusted." Said Brown as he left the kitchen.

"Ugh!" huffed Tess as she stomped out throwing one last glare at us. This isn't over, I always have a plan.

Nate's P.O.V.:

In Shane's cabin

I was sitting talking and joking with Shane and Jase when Uncle Brown came in looking upset.

"Hey Uncle Brown, what's up?" asked Jason.

"Hey, um, do you guys know Caitlyn and Mitchie?"

"Yeah. What's wrong?" asked Shane who sat up the mention of their names.

"Well, Tess says that they stole her bracelet which went missing right after Beach Jam and we found it in the kitchen, but they say that they didn't do it cause they were with you guys and some friends. Were they?" he asked with that hopeful look he always had when it came to being able to get out of having to punish people, as punishment was "uncool".

"Yeah, we all went to the cliff after Beach Jam with them and their friends. They're really cool." Said Jason.

"I walked Mitchie back to the kitchen not too long ago." I said.

"Alright then, thanks boys." Uncle Brown said, grateful he didn't have to keep them from Final Jam. They were too talented for that.

Brown's P.O.V.:

The Kitchen

I made my way back to the kitchen where the girls were.

"Hey, good news. The boys said you were with them when the bracelet went missing. I don't know how it got in here but, the point is, you two get to be in Final Jam." I announced.

"Yes! Thanks Brown!" Mitchie cheered.

"Ah, don't thank me poppet. My nephew's did it. And I'm sorry for having to be so uncool with you earlier." I apologized.

"It's alright. Thanks again." Said Caitlyn.

I nodded in acknowledgment and headed back to my cabin.

A/N: There are 1,371 words in this chapter excluding the author's notes and little "markers" (P.O.V.'s, location, days, song lyrics, etc). The songs used in this chapter are "Solo" by Demi Lovato and "Play my music" from Camp Rock, performed by Connect Three, played by the Jonas Brothers. There has to be about a million errors by this point. If anyone has any questions or just wants to point something out leave a review or PM me. Remember to review! Constructive criticism is very welcomed and needed! Until next time!