Summary: Mitchie Torres wants to go to Camp Rock. The only problem? She's a girl, and it's an all boys camp. She's planning to do anything to get in, but being roommates with a hopeful musician named Shane Gray might not be exactly what she planned on.

Prologue

"Please Mom?" Mitchie begged, pulling on Connie's sleeve as she tried to put dishes away. Her mother gave her a look and Mitchie let go of her shirt, smiling sheepishly, backing slightly away and putting her hands behind her back. "Just one phone call, Mom, then I'll stop bugging you I promise."

She sighed. "Mitchie, it says right on the brochure, Camp Rock is an all boys camp, sweetie. Nothing one mom can say is going to get you in." Her smile faded and Connie sighed, crossing her arms, looking at her daughter's disappointed expression. "All right, I'll call," she replied, and Mitchie threw her arms around her waist.

"Thank you!" she gushed as her mother picked up the phone, dialing the number on the brochure and holding the phone to her ear. On the other end someone picked up, and she was all business. "Hello, I'm calling about Camp Rock? Yes, I'd like to enroll my daughter." She paused for a moment. "Well, I don't think that's really fair, what if girls want to attend something like this?" She was quiet again, and nodding along to what the rep on the other line was saying.

Mitchie, for her part, was nervous. This was the most prestigious music camps ever. From what she's researched, kids from all over the world went there to partake in the amazing lessons that they would learn. Find their sound, and rock the world. Because more often than not, kids who went to Camp Rock got amazing record deals and went on to be amazing pop culture sensations, all over Hot Tunes TV. For Mitchie, though that's not what she was worried about, the fame.

She wanted to play her own music.

"Thank you." Mitchie glanced up from her musings and saw her mom smiling brightly. Her heart bounced into her throat, and she nervously awaited for what happened. "Mitchie, I'm sorry, but they won't let you into Camp Rock. But they gave me information for a girls' camp from the same people called Camp Pop!" She frowned. She hadn't even heard of that school, or anything about it. She doubted it was as good as Camp Rock.

She sighed inwardly. "Never mind, then mom."

"I'm sorry sweetie."

She tried to smile. "It's fine." She trailed up to her room, discouraged, and got onto the Internet, trying to find anything about Camp Pop that might make it more appealing to make her want to go there.

AN I know what you're thinking. I do. WHY IS SHE WRITING ANOTHER CAMP ROCK CHAPTER STORY WHEN SHE HASN'T EVEN FINISHED THE FIRST ONE??

Well, just to start, I just have one more chapter to post on 'Connect' and I was feeling so empty without it. I wanted to cry, honestly. I didn't want it to be over! So I'm writing a new one, alternate universe, and here's the thing: the characters from Connected will be in here! They may just have a cameo, but they're not going to have big parts, really. I like them, and I don't want to let them go. So here we are!

This is going to be a Shane/Mitchie, Jason/Ella, Nate/Caitlyn kind of story. So kick back and relax, the newest chapter will be next Sunday!