PUNKED OUT

PUNKED OUT.

I absolutely hate Connect 3. There lead singer Shane Gray, is an obnoxious rude idiot but is kind of hot, don't get me wrong, I hate him and all, but have you seen him? And his eyes… Connect 3 plays cookie-cutter-pop-star stuff that they call music.

Anyways, your probably wondering who I am and what I'm like, Well my name is Mitchie Torres, I am 16 years old and love to sing, and that's why I'm going to Camp Rock this summer, but my family can't exactly put out the money at the moment and my mom is a caters events so she will be working at Camp Rock this summer and I will be helping her sometimes, not exactly fun.

I live with my mom and dad, Connie and Richard Torres, my moms a caterer and my dad owns a hardware store.

I only have one friend, her name is Sierra Watson, she has been my best friend since like forever. Everybody kind of avoids us, probably because we look kind of goth and emo and skater. We basically are because we ride around on skate boards, love the color black, and have cuts on our wrists and listen to music like ; Bullet for my Valentine, Beyond the Fall, Children of Bodem, and much more. (a/n. I know there not all the goth, emo, skater but just pretend they are.)

Well right now I am on my way to Camp Rock, in a catering van with my mother. Talk about embarrassing. I slept most of the way, but I just woke up and we're currently 10 minutes away from Camp Rock. This is possibly the longest 10 minutes of my life.

Finally we pulled up to the camp. As I got out, all I could think about was what everyone else was like, and then a long black stretch limousine pulled up.

A tall man dressed in a tux got out of the driver's side of the limousine and walked to the very end of the limo and opened the door, and a skinny, pretty blonde girl got out of the limo. She was wearing all designer clothes, a pink t-shirt and blue jean short shorts. She seems kind of preppy, oh gawd, I hate preppy people.

I herd someone call my name, which made me take my gaze off of the preppy girl, to see that my mother was calling me. "Mitchie, honey, are you listening to me?" which I of course wasn't. "oh yeah, sure mom" I replied. "well go walk around, be back in a bit" I said to my mother as I took my skate board and started to ride it around the camp, which is pretty hard since there's a lot of gravel.

I was getting a lot of weird looks from people, probably because I was dressed in a black t-shirt and jean capri's with a chain coming off the belt loops on the right side, world industries black skateboarding shoes, dark blue ankle socks and a wrist glove (a/n, the emo things to hide cuts, I don't know what there called.) on my right wrist, and I also had black streaks going threw my hair. (a/n, same hair as in the movie, with black going threw it.)

But I suddenly lost balance and crashed into someone. We were both laying on the ground. It was a girl. She basically dressed like me, and had brown hair that was curled at the ends with black streaks go threw it. (a/n. same as the movie with thin black streaks going threw it.). Hmm, I think I could get along great with this girl.

Author's notes.

Hope you enjoyed it. This is not a one-short and it will probably have over 20 chapters. So tell me how you like it, and R E V I E W and tell me your opinion and some suggestions.

Next chapter will be out as soon as i get some reviews.

Kay, thanks.

-- Babie.