Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Rock.

TAMING OF A JERK

How I, Mitchie Torres, made the GREAT Shane Gray realize the consequences of having everything after humiliating myself in front of the super popular Connect 3 band, which at first I didn't recognize.

DAY ONE

I like Jason and Nate. I don't like Shane.

I'm Mitchie and this is my so called pillow book.

First, let's make it clear that I live in a house of average size. My mom works in catering business and my dad runs a hardware store. I'm an only child and I do love music. It's like when I'm engulfed within the powerful threads that music came up into, I feel like I can be anyone I want to be, Mitchie, myself, the real person whose writing this now.

This idea began when mom asked me to greet our new neighbors. I've heard from Caitlyn (my best friend who lives nearby) that they were as in super cute. I believed her. I trust her and that explains why. Caitlyn was also a fan of music and if I do not know, she'll never describe anyone who doesn't know music's importance as cute. So there I went, pretty excited to know how good exactly they were. Caitlyn said she heard them playing an original song and she's like wow. Too much for compliment, after all this day passed and I must say, one of them is a total jerk!

I got to my feet and took a long walk, of course passing the nearby houses which include theirs. I saw a guy building something out of woods, nails, hammer and some sort of dry leaves.

He seemed really happy in what he was doing and that lead my curiosity to rule me.

"What are you making?" I asked in a friendly manner.

"A birdhouse!" His excitement was childlike. He seemed like a really good person to me. Not everyone would care to make birdhouses for the poor animals especially now that rainy season was beginning.

"Cool!" I complimented and he said thanks.

His back was still facing me but then when I asked if he needed any help, he stood up and smiled at me, still childlike.

"Uh sorry, and thanks. I'm Jason." He extended his hand and I did the same. "Mitchie, I live just there." I pointed at our house.

"So have you met anyone in the neighborhood?" I asked.

"Not yet, I asked Shane and Nate but Shane just ignored me and Nate, he really does not like birds. He eats chicken!" He murmured like he's afraid the Nate he mentioned might hear us.

"Chicken?" Who wouldn't want to eat chicken, especially fried chicken? But maybe this guy just loves birds that much that he's really off in harming any of them. When I said any, I meant it. His protection covers ALL that belongs in the species.

We just kept talking about birds and he elaborated me all facts I didn't know about. Who would have thought he can take ornithology as a serious subject matter in society? I actually enjoyed helping him. He's like bigger than me but as I hear him talk about birds, he seems more of a little brother.

Time passed smoothly. It's like playing like in the past when I still wouldn't mind how stupid I'll sound. I was all happy and enjoying my super educational conversation with Jason until suddenly, the GREAT him appeared.

"Can anyone tell me why dinner isn't prepared yet?" He yelled as if he's the king of the world as he got out from the front door in Jason's house.

"Cool dude, maybe Nate's just busy." Jason explained, a little afraid of him.

"Nate's gone! I tried to look for him but he's nowhere to find!"

"Oh my, maybe he's mad at me because I didn't want him to eat chicken and left! Oh what have I done?" Jason blurted out guilty of something like he committed a crime.

"Calm down, maybe he just left to walk somewhere." Lucky for me, Jason seemed to obey and apologized for overreacting. I smiled and patted his back but then this guy voiced out what's in his stupid mind. "And when I thought this day couldn't get any worse, another girl trying to make friends with us appeared from nowhere! So what do you want? An autograph or a picture?" He approached me with some head moves and gestures which I obviously didn't like.

"What in the world is wrong with you?" I asked. We were then facing each other both pissed.

"You! What are you doing here with Jason? Maybe you're trying to start some friendship thing you called and then want some free stuff to hang with us!" He arrogantly spoke.

"Mitchie's not one of them Shane." Jason tried to clarify though I didn't know to whom he was referring by "them."

"Really? How sure are you Jase? She's not like any different to those bullshits to me." He spoke out, still annoyed of my very presence.

When I can no longer take how he was reacting, I defended myself. "Look, why the hell will I want anything from you? Who do you think you are in the first place? I'm just being nice to some new neighbors but I guess I just can't be nice to all of you! And another, no one ever dared to call me bullshit you jerk!" I answered him back as I took his pointing finger that he intended to use to me back to his freakish stinking face.

After hearing what I said, his expression changed to confusion. I heard Jason murmur, "She's brave. Go Mitchie!" and then I heard a giggle from some other guy from a different direction. Jason faced him and called him Nate as he gave him a hug. "Not the best time Jase." He told him.

"Are you sure you're not playing any dirty tricks on us?" The jerk asked, this time, a little more confused and curious than annoyed.

"Why will I even bother? Who do you think you are, the king of the world?" I knew I sounded pissed, I really was.

"Seriously, you don't know who we are?" The curly guy who giggled asked like knowing them was expected from anyone. "I don't and why will I lie with that? Who are you anyway?" I asked.

"Hi I'm Nate. This is Jason and this … is Shane!" He sighed out the jerk's name which gave me the impression even he didn't like him that much. I pity them for having to live with the jerk. So he's given the name Shane, maybe at that time his parents still didn't know he'll grow up like a jerk.

"Mitchie, I'm one of your neighbors." I introduced myself in return. "…which you probably won't see ever again." I turned to the so called Shane with a snobbish expression as I continued my sentence.

"Oh no. We haven't finished making the birdhouse!" Jason seemed a little disappointed with my decision though.

"I wouldn't mind helping you Jason. But maybe it's better if someone here learns to act more human." I gave the word "human" emphasis.

"And you're what?" Shane arrogantly exclaimed.

"Well at most I know I belong to the human category. I'm a person and you know what you are, a jerk!" I told him directly on his face.

"I'll help some other time Jason. Nice meeting you Nate." I excused myself as I handed Jason the hammer and left another snob to the GREAT Shane Gray.

When I reached home, mom knew me more and she asked what happened and why I was acting like I've been in a fight which I really have put myself into thanks to Shane.

She wanted an explanation, blessed for me Caitlyn called and mom knew we're best friends so she wouldn't mind me excusing myself to talk to her.

I went to my room and answered the call.

"So what happened?"

"You said they were wow. You didn't tell me there was a jerk in there!" I complained.

"Jerk-what?"

"That Shane who has some attitude problems!" I explained.

"Mitchie, you do realize you're talking about Shane Gray right?"

"Shane what? Who cares about who he is? I went to greet them because of mom and then I helped Jason make his birdhouse then this Shane just popped out and called me…uuuhhhh, I'm really pissed!"

"Mitchie wow!"

"What wow?"

"I told you they're wow but I never thought you'll have the courage to go greet the members of Connect 3! You even got the courage to talk to them and call their lead singer a jerk." With the last sentence, she almost choked out and burst into laughter.

"They are members of the Connect Three?"

"Well, like yeah? I thought you'll be excited so I didn't tell you first but you're way better than what I thought you are."

"Haha, very funny Caitlyn. But seriously?"

"Mitchie, since when did I lie to you?"

"Never but…"

"But what? Now you sound ashamed after calling Shane a jerk?"

"Well, why should I? He's jerk!"

Caitlyn was about to say more but then her mom called her and she said bye as fast as she can.

Way to go Mitchie, this is your fault for not watching TV and excluding yourself to civilization! True, I listened to radio and songs of bands but never did I care to really see them in person and even if people around me says they're handsome or they really have cute faces, I'm only interested in music so I never took the chance to see any of their pictures, not even in TV since I really prefer not watching at all and instead I just focus my time in reading books, composing songs, singing, radio, more radio, CDs which I just asked Caitlyn to burn because originals were way too expensive and music, my very own style of music.

Who would have thought Shane … the owner of the voice that I adore, would be so much of an arrogant jerk?

I like Jason. He's a good person. I find Nate a little not so understandable but at most he's nicer than the Shane.

Maybe now you get it, I wrote this to relieve my anger on that jerk. Sorry about that, but really, he's a jerk!

A/N: I actually planned this to be short but I guess there's no helping it. Sorry about that.