Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Rock.

This is a new multi-chapter I'm starting, and it's all dedicated to a special friend of mine, pyrolyn-776, since it's your special year and I couldn't fit all the crap into a oneshot. x) (: Happy birthday, Ada-chan! Love you lots, and I hope you like it!
(Just as a note to people who wonder: There will be NO Shaitlyn romance in this story whatsoever. The Shaitlyn is all a platonic relationship. :) It's also an AU. There's no Camp Rock or a FAMOUS Connect 3.)

And a special thanks to a certain awesome friend, Cami (camirae) who's the the bestest Cami in the whole wide world. She, too, wrote a Shaitlyn for Ada, and it is awesome. You, like, have to go read it! (:


"You can't stay in your corner of the forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes."
–Winnie the Pooh

The day the two friends met was a day when most friendships were formed: The first day of kindergarten. There were two little children who stood out distinctly from the group of rambunctious kids. The girl, Caitlyn Gellar, sat alone in a small table in the corner, coloring idly in her book. The boy, Shane Gray, was surrounded in a large group of kindergarteners, laughing and having a wonderful time.

Caitlyn looked up from her coloring book and looked up at the children near Shane Gray. They all seemed to be having fun, and she wanted to join them so badly. However, her mother taught her that the right friend would approach her, and she was to stay alone because everyone she would approach would "betray" her, whatever that meant. She knew what the word "alone" meant well enough. Since her mother had given her orders, Caitlyn would obey (against her better judgment, for her mother had held that bottle that seemed to make her so silly when she'd told her that), sitting alone, watching longingly as the other children smiled and laughed happily.

Shane, on the other hand, was having the time of his five-year-old life. When he entered class, he had no idea there were this many cool people in the world. He had grown up with only his parents and older sister, who weren't very cool at all. Sure, they were nice enough, but they were boring and were rarely home to spend time with him. His father had taught him how to make friends and be nice but to keep his guard up. Shane often wondered if his dad realized he was only five and barely knew what half of the words his father said meant. Oh, well. All he had to do was make friends, and his dad would be happy, right?

The teacher, a pretty lady, Dee, observed the scene with a concerned look on her face as she stared at Caitlyn. The poor girl was alone, and she knew her mother was an alcoholic. Perhaps Caitlyn didn't know how to make friends? Her wise eyes darted to the popular Shane Gray. Oh, this boy needn't any help to have fun, though he did need to tone it down a bit. A theory came to her. A theory so brilliant, a smile lit her face.

"Alright kids, settle down," Dee trilled, clapping her hands to get her class's attention. She waited patiently for her kids to quiet their voices before she continued, "Welcome to your first day at kindergarten! Now, to get started, you children must take your seats."

All of the five-year-olds immediately began fighting over who would sit next to who. Dee's eyes carried over to Caitlyn, who was sitting calmly in her seat, not paying any attention to her surroundings. Dee noted that no one took the seat next to her. Her servant eyes darted over to Shane, who was in the middle of a tug-of-war fight between two girls.

"No, sit next to me, Shane!" pleaded a small girl with brown hair, pulling on Shane's arm stubbornly. When Shane let out a grunt of pain, she was immediately worried. "Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry, Shane! Are you okay?"

Dee smiled gently. Michelle Torres. What an adorable girl.

The other girl, Teresa Tyler, was a little, blonde spitfire. "He's sitting next to me!" she shrieked, getting all up in Michelle's face. It was time to interfere—things were getting bad.

"Now, now, girls. Michelle, Teresa"—

"My name is Mitchie!"

"I'm Tess!"

—"I think it's up to Shane to decide where he sits."

"Well, who cares what you think?" Tess huffed. "Shane likes me more, anyways, don't you, Shane?"

The boy in the middle seemed absolutely terrified of what the girls would do to him if he chose the other. "I, uh…" He looked around frantically when his eyes landed on the empty seat next to Caitlyn, across the room from Mitchie and Tess. "I'll sit next to her!" he decided, pointing over at the placid girl in the corner.

"Her?!" Mitchie and Tess exclaimed incredulously, mouths agape that he would choose that little geek over them.

Dee beamed at Shane. "Excellent choice, Shane! Girls, why don't you take your seats? Shane, you do the same."

Shane nodded at Dee and dashed over to the table Caitlyn at. When he took a seat, the girl looked up, disturbed by the sudden noise beside her.

"Who are you?" asked Caitlyn quietly, surprised. Maybe he was the true friend her mom was always talking about. But why him? Caitlyn stared blankly at the kid next to her for a few seconds. Why would my friend be a boy? Boys are icky.

"I'm Shane!" He beamed at her, giving her a smile that was missing a bottom tooth. "Who are you?"

"Caitlyn," she offered shyly, looking down at her hands in her lap. "Why are you here?"

Shane shrugged. "I needed a seat. And girls are scary."

"I'm a girl."

"No, those girls"—Shane pointed at Mitchie and Tess, who were glaring resentfully at each other—"scare me. You seem nice, though. Why are you alone?"

"I like to be alone," Caitlyn mumbled, not wanting to reveal the real reason she was alone.

"No one likes to be alone," Shane objected, smiling. "Do you have any friends?"

"Not really. Only my mommy, but she's always spending time with my uncles. I see a new one almost every week." Caitlyn giggled softly. "I didn't know I had that many uncles!"

"Great, then!" Shane grinned brightly at the girl beside him. "I'm your new best friend!"

Caitlyn tilted her head to the side, confused. "Huh?"

And so was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.


I hope you liked it, Ada! And I hope everyone else liked it too. (:

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