Thanks to iheardjb for the Smitchie drama idea! Not much else to say quite yet, so just read.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Please, if you do not understand by now that I own nothing, go read the back of the Camp Rock CD case. That MIGHT clear things up a bit. But I own Mikey and Victoria. That. Is. It. Got it? Good. Now just read...

I sat on my bed in the dark cabin. The other two girls were asleep. I still couldn’t believe he’d heard me. All those years that I’d spent trying not to be heard, and Nate, member of Connect 3, had heard me. I laid down and wondered: Would he tell anybody? And if he did... what was actually the worst outcome? Then I remembered why I didn’t sing in the first place...

Fifth grade. I stood backstage in my sparkly, red dress, waiting to go on. I had to sing a solo for the Christmas concert. The music played by our grade school band stopped, and I took a deep breath before going onstage. I went to my spot in the middle of the stage, and soon, the band started playing my song. I glanced at the microphone, then looked up at all the people. My eyes widened. The music was nearing my que, and I took another deep, but silent, breath. Then it came. I opened my mouth to sing, but I couldn’t do it. I tried to choke the lyrics out, but my mind went blank. I felt tears coming to my eyes as the people in the audience whispered to their neighbors, confused. Then I ran. I ran backstage and never went back on.

I shuddered at the memory. The reason I didn’t sing in front of people... I was afraid. I got under the covers and slowly fell asleep.

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For the next day, all the classes went the same as usual. The only difference was that in Songwriting class, Nate glanced at me a few times. This, of course, went unnoticed by everyone else, but I saw it.

Lunch time, I sat at our usual table, slowly eating. I was always a slow eater when I had a lot on my mind.

“Mikeyyy,” a voice said in a sing-song voice. I looked up, dropping my fork.

“Huh?” I said, looking at Mitchie and Caitlyn.

“You spaced out,” Caitlyn said. Mitchie nodded and I just shrugged slightly, looking down at my plate.

“What’s wrong?” Mitchie asked. I looked at them and shook my head, giving them a small smile.

“Nothing,” I said. They exchanged non-believing looks, but went back to their food anyways. I sighed quietly and went back to my slow eating.

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After lunch, Shane decided to walk around. He was walking towards the docks when he heard an all-to-familiar voice.

“I can’t believe you’re actually here!” Tess said. Shane quickly hid behind some bushes, not wanting to be seen.

“Yeah, well, believe it, kid. I’m late because we were on a cruise in the Bahamas, and I couldn’t get back just in time,” a girl with blond hair and dark brown underlights said. He knew this girl. Her name was Victoria Marie Tyler. His girlfriend from four years ago at the very same camp. He watched them walk by, not wanting to talk to either of them all that much, especially Victoria. She had an incredible voice, much like Tess’s, but she also had an incredible way of 1) Getting everything she wanted, which happened to be him four summers ago, 2) Causing drama everywhere she went, and 3) Manipulating people so everything goes according to her own, devious little plans.

Shane wanted nothing more than to just be done with Victoria’s drama. Once they’d passed by him, he quickly ran back to his cabin, not wanting to be seen. He opened the door and ran in, looking at Jason and Nate.

“Guys,” he said, getting their attention. “We have a problem.” He knew exactly what -or rather, who- Victoria would be after, and he didn’t like the thought of it.

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Mitchie was walking to the mess hall to practice with Caitlyn for Final Jam. She didn’t plan on doing any other performances besides Final Jam, but Caitlyn would probably perform at the Pajama Jam again. The Campfire Jam was five nights away, Friday. Saturdays and Sundays were free days, so campers did most of their practicing then.

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Two days later, Tess was starting to notice something. Nate had been taking a bit of an interest in a certain girl. She saw him watching her in his class, and he would glance at her from across the lunch room. She’d only started to notice him because after a couple of days with her cousin, Victoria, whom she’d told she had liked Nate, not Shane, which was a lie, she’d started to convince herself she really did like Nate. And she didn’t like what was happening a single bit.

Victoria had been trying to talk to Shane, but he always got away somehow, weather it be Jason, Nate, or Mitchie walking by, and saying he really had to talk to them, or him just simply sneaking off before she could even say anything. He hadn’t warned Mitchie about his ex girlfriend yet, but he knew he had to before things got out of hand. He could see Victoria eying Mitchie at lunchtime, and he knew nothing good would come out of Victoria being here.

Classes for the past two days had gone normally, except Nate’s class had a few more outbursts of talking than it had the first day. In Shane’s class, they had started on a dance for Final Jam while Nate’s class worked on writing the song. Jason’s class would work on random tunes, and every once and a while, they’d find something they could put in the song. In Brown’s class, they’d soon be figuring out the singers for each part.

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“Time to put the plan into action,” Tess said with a smirk. Ever since camp had started, Tess had absolutely no drama. Her new follower, Patricia -or Ichia, as Tess called her- didn’t once doubt her intentions. She was practically a second Ella. As soon as Victoria arrived at camp, things started to change, and now, they were both going after someone.

“Do me proud, cuz,” Victoria said to Tess. Tess nodded and walked off, and Victoria went the other way.

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“Hey,” a voice said. Mitchie whirled around, coming face-to-face with Victoria. Mitchie smiled, not knowing what was coming.

“I suggest you stay away from Shane,” Victoria said, not taking her eyes off Mitchie for a second. Mitchie’s smile dropped, and she knitted her eyebrows in confusion.

“Why?” she asked. Victoria laughed harshly, causing Mitchie to wince slightly.

“Shane is all mine, so unless you want to get your little heart broken, I don’t suggest getting too attached to him. Got it?” Victoria said in a venomous voice. Mitchie’s eyes narrowed, but she slowly nodded, then turned on her heel and walked away.

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I was walking towards the table I always sat at for supper. Then a certain blonde girl stepped in front of me.

“Are you taking me up on my offer or not? You know, I’m not waiting this whole time for you to make up your mind, so either tell me you are now, or you aren’t going to,” Tess said, crossing her arms. I acted like I was taking it under consideration, and I could see Tess smirk, thinking she’d gotten me.

“No,” I said flatly, smiling to her. She smiled for a split second, and it was all I could do not to laugh, knowing she’d thought I’d said ‘yes,’ then she glared at me.

“What? Why not?” she said, her voice laced with venom. I laughed at her.

“Do you really think I’d want something to do with you?” I asked, not smiling, but narrowing my eyes at her. Sure I was the shy girl, but nobody messed with me without getting paid in full. She scoffed.

“Oh well, I didn’t really want you anyways. I found someone better, I was just being nice and not taking back my offer. Oh..” she said, getting up in my face. “And you’d better stay away from Nate, because if you don’t, I guarantee you will seriously regret it,” she said in a dark, malicious, low voice. She turned and walked away, leaving me with my jaw dropped slightly. I blinked a couple of times, then shook my head and went to the table.

I know, the chapter is shorter than the others.. Sorry. And I also want to say that I’m sorry, but I don’t think I’m going to be doing Camp Rock 2. I want to apologize to all the people that auditioned, but I can’t think of anything for it. I got the idea to do it, then I couldn’t think of anything to go into it. I’m sorry. And if you’re wondering why I haven’t updated for a few days.. -points at Gracie- BLAME HER! Just kidding... she knows Joe loves her. If you don’t get what I’m talking about now... I don’t blame you. Just ignore me and press that little light blue button down there. Uhm, if anything about this chapter confused you, just tell me, and I’ll try to clear it up for you. PeaceLoveJonas

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