La La Land Chapter 1, a camp rock fanfic

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"Were here tonight live at the 41th annual American Music Awards, people from all over the music industry are here. Some like P!nk, Connect 3, Selena Gomez, Justin Bieber, Destiny's Child, Florida Georgia Line, and many more. So don't change your channel, stay tuned."

No, no, no, no

I don't want you tonight,

You weren't there,

I'm gonna show you tonight,

I'm alright,

And you're a tool,

And your a tool,

So, so what,

I am a rock star,

I got my rock moves,

And I don't want you tonight!

"Thank ya'll so much." P!nk announced walked out of breath from her performance. "Now I am here to announce the winners for the the 2013 Group of the Year! Ladies and Gentlemen, Give it up for Destiny's Child!"

The entire building was black with blue laser lights everywhere. The crowd was wild as one by one, three figures appeared, only their body outline seen. The music started, and they all struck some sort of pose as it got louder and louder from the screaming fans.

I'm a-a diva (hey), I'm a, I'm a-a diva (hey)

Ella was the first to be revealed wearing a tight black dress, that flared a little at the hips, with ruching, it stopped just shy of her bottom. (Michelle's outfit in Super Bowl 2013)

I'm a, I'm a-a diva (hey), I'm a, I'm a-a diva

Caitlyn was the second one to be revealed wearing a tight black thing. Hers was a halter top, cut in a small 'V'. Made out of leather it zippers at her hips. (Kelly's outfit in Super Bowl 2013)

I'm a, I'm a-a diva (hey), I'm a, I'm a a diva

Mitchie was the last to be revealed wearing the most glammed up outfit of the group. Like the other girls she was wearing a very tight fitting black corset like outfit, that was made like a bathing suit. Hers was cut down the front from her bust to her bellybutton, leaving a 'V'. While her bottom was covered with small black lace pieces. (Beyonce's outfit for Super Bowl 2013)

I'm a, I'm a a diva (hey), I'm a, I'm a a di...

They were all in very minimal clothing, paired with knee high heels and black gloves.

Na-na-na, diva is a female version of a hustla, of a hustla, of a, of a hustla...

Stop the track, lemme state facts:

I told you, gimme a minute and I'll be right back

Fifty million round the world and they say that I couldn't get it;

I done got so sick and filthy with Benjis, I can't spend it

How you gon' be talking shit? You act like I just got up in it;

Been the number one diva in this game for a minute!

I know you read the paper - the one that they call a queen,

Every radio round the world know me cause that's where I be (first!)

I'm a-a diva (hey), I'm a, I'm a-a diva (hey)

I'm a, I'm a-a diva (hey), I'm a, I'm a-a diva

I'm a, I'm a-a diva (hey), I'm a, I'm a a diva

I'm a, I'm a a diva (hey), I'm a, I'm a a di...

Na-na-na, diva is a female version of a hustla, of a hustla, of a, of a hustla...

When he pull up, wanna pop my hood up,

Bet he better have a six-pack in the cooler

Getting money, divas gettin' money,

If you ain't gettin' money, then you ain't got nothing fo' me

Tell me somethin', (tell me somethin'): Where yo boss at? (Where yo' boss at?)

Where my ladies up in here that like to talk back? (that like to talk back)

I wanna see her (I wanna see her), I'd like to meet ya (I'd like to meet her)

What you say? (NOT TO ME!), she ain't no diva (she ain't no diva!)...

As the song progressed the girls made sure the crowd knew of their dancing skills, with their sultry dance moves that had many men in the stadium uncomfortable. (Imagine them dancing like Beyonce does in Diva).

Na-na-na, diva is a female version of a hustla, of a hustla, of a, of a hustla...

Since 15 in my stilettos, been strutting in this game,

"What's yo age? " That's the question they ask when I hit the stage

I'm a diva, best believe her, you see how she getting paid?

She ain't calling him to grade-up, don't need him, her best maid

This is a stick-up, stick-up (I need them bags and the money...)

We're gonna stick-up, stick-up (You see them ask, "Where that money? ")

All my ladies get it up, I see you, I do the same;

Take it to another level, no passengers on my plane...

I'm a-a diva (hey), I'm a, I'm a-a diva (hey)

I'm a, I'm a-a diva (hey), I'm a, I'm a-a diva...

This is a stick-up, stick-up (I need them bags, all that money...)

Stick-up, stick-up (You see them ask, "where that money? ")

Na-na-na, diva is a female version of a hustla, of a hustla, of a, of a hustla...

I'm a, I'm a-a diva, I'm a, I'm a-a diva, I'm a, I'm a-a diva...

Caitlyn looked out into the crowd, a huge fake smile on her face. "Thank you all, it is so humbling to know that you love our music as much as we do."

"Wow! Thank you so much! This is Amazing! We would like to thank all of you. Hollywood Records, Our families, and you fans. Without you and your constant love for our music we wouldn't be here." Mitchie spoke lying through her teeth, a fake smile plastered on her face. Truth was none of the girls had spoken to their family in 8 months.

"We love you. Thank you." Ella finished as the girls walked off the stage instantly losing their personas.

The girls were sitting down on couches at the after party, when a few guys walked up. It wasn't long before the group got cozy with the guys and they were making out on the couch. After many failed attempts they

"HUMM!" Someone practically yelled, clearing their throats grabbing the groups attention.

Caitlyn was the first to pull away from the guy identified as M-Dot Finely, cracking a smile at the nuisance she spoke, "Well well. If it isn't the infamous Connect 3."

That seemed to grab the other two's attention as they both pulled away from their men, identified as Zac Efron and Joe Jonas. The girls cast glares at the group, while Mitchie and Ella, prompted to sit on the guys laps.

Connect 3 looked at the group disgusted as the men were kissing up on their exes necks.

"Long time no see." Mitchie replied smirking at Shane.

"Yeah.. Um.. Well we just wanted to come and congratulate you all on winning tonight."

Caitlyn motioned for the girls to get, up so that they could leave. After losing the leeches on their necks, Mitchie replied to the group. "Yeah I would congratulate us too. I mean if I were becoming washed up Popstars, I would want to learn from the best as well as how I could keep being so popular." With that they walked out of the building headed to their apartment with the worlds biggest smiles on their face.

"I cannot believe you did that!" Kristen screamed running into the room where all three of us girls were at the spa the next day.

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about." Caitlyn said turning around on the table to her back was facing Kristen. "So leave now. Your attitude is killing my buzz."

"Oh you know damn well what I'm talking about. Seriously! You are going to apologize!" She snapped slapping her purse down on the table next to her.

Kristen was a tall brunette, average build. Who had come to do our jobs a few months ago. She had just come fresh out of college and was looking for a job. Surprisingly the label wasn't hesitant to hire her, and she got the job, despite how many people wanted it. She seemed to be the only one that stayed around out of the bunch. The next thing you know she becomes our permanent manager, we seemed to have a new one every week until her. The first few weeks were hell. She just didn't grasp the message that we didn't like her. But on the other side of that, she was honestly great at her job once we actually let her do it.

And let me just put this out there now, there is absolutely nothing wrong with our attitudes.

"Last I checked we wrote your paychecks so I would start being a little nicer if I were you Meaning stop trying to act like our mothers, cause your not." Mitchie snapped, completely oblivious to the fact she mentioned their families.

Ella looked up at her sipping her drink, "You do realize that we could fir-"

"Fire me? Yeah I am aware. But with all this attention you guys are getting. Nobody would want to deal with your bitchy attitudes. So you're stuck with me. Right now you're the hottest group. People line up so anxious to work with you guys, but after a few hours, they don't want to see you a second time." She sighed sitting down on the chair in the center of the room as the girls took seats next to her.

"Look. You're all going back to Camp Rock. You're not the sweet girls the world once knew. Your guys's publicist thinks that you all need to get your selves in check." Our manager Kristen announced while we all sat in silence.

"Why? Its a complete and utter waste of time. Nothings wrong with us." I told her, sitting crossed legged in the chair.

Sure we went perfect, but people change. Things happen in life that force you to change who you are. They acted like I wasn't acting like a human being. Sure we were all caught drinking underage a few times, but we had enough money to pay the people off so we didn't get in trouble. Then there had been times where we ignored our fans, some had come thousands of miles to see us. But what do you do? Its not like I do it all the time. We need our privacy too, and they need to respect that.

"Go and prove to me, that I am wrong. And I will get everyone including your publicist to stop bothering you about your attitudes." Kristen held her hand out to all of us, as if she was making a business deal.

Rubbing her forehead Caitlyn replied, "Fine."

"Fine." Ella spoke a bit cheerfully.

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever."

Kristen grabbed her stuff, leaving the room, "Pack. You leave in a week and no I won't do it for you. You leave after your interview. And by the way, Connect 3 will be there with you."

Closing the door she left three girls utterly speechless.

Had we really changed so much that we were being forced to go to Camp Rock?

Granted we didn't even race anymore. Dom, Brian, Teig, and Roman all moved the track down to LA. So it wasn't like we couldn't go do it. But we didn't care for it. Our drive wasn't there. My car was sitting there in our garage like the girls collecting dust.

Had we done exactly what Connect 3 did?

No we hadn't changed in a bad way.

We were better off, at least we were happy.

We were famous.

"Were here with Destiny's Child who won 2013 Group of The Year a week ago at the American Music Awards. Is there anything you would like to say to the people at home?" Christina Milian asked, holding the mic up to the girls.

Mitchie smiled sweetly at her, "You know like we said its the fans we have to thank."

"I know this is a little out there, but its what everyone is wondering... Everyone wants to know if its true that you all have a new song out with Connect 3. Care to comment on that situation?"

The girls looked at each other quickly ready to snap, giving their piece of mind, until they remembered they weren't allowed to act out like that in public.

"Sadly, no." Mitchie faked disappointment, "I would love to have the opportunity to write something with them again."

"You guys are all such great friends. We found out a few days ago that you would be returning to Camp Rock this year. Is that true?" Christina asked the group

Nobody spoke a word, Christina was about to press the issue at the lack of response when Ella spoke "Yes. It is. The labels and ourselves decided that it would be great for all of us, to go back there after all this time away."

Christina looked up at the clock, I assumed that she was told the interview was almost over, "Okay that is so great. Now one last question, We all know that Connect 3 will also be attending Camp Rock this year and with your girls pasts with these guys, do you believe that you might rekindle your relationships?"

Caitlyn rolled her eyes at the question before plastering a flirtatious smile at Christina and the camera, "We all are really good friends, anything could happen. The likelihood of that is slim, because we don't want to ruin what we have. But hey it's Hollywood, what can I say? You never know what to expect." She finished winking to the camera.

Christina turned to the camera as we spoke, "Well you heard it here first, I am Christina Milian from E! News and this is Destiny's Child. Goodbye we'll see you all back here tomorrow with celebrity Miley Cyrus!" she and the girls smiled signing off.

The girls and I were back at our apartment when Caitlyn spoke up, "You know what's going to happen right?" she asked walking into the living room, with a tub of cookie dough ice cream and three spoons.

Ella looked up at her confused. Despite how much we had changed, with becoming famous and all, Ella was still easily confused. "No what."

She sat down in the middle of Ella and I who were sitting on the couch, she handed us each a spoon, opening up the ice cream, "The label and everyone sent us here because we 'changed,' the moment we step foot on Camp Rock, Brown will analyze us, and then try and say that we need to get our old selves back. And when that doesn't work Shane, Jason and Nathaniel will try to invade our lives, just like they did the nights of the award show."

Plopping some of the soft ice cream in my mouth, I spoke softly, "Too much has happened. We can't go back."

"I know." She said getting up from the couch. She disappeared momentarily coming back with make up wipes. "Here." She said handing one to Ella and myself.

Knowing exactly what she was talking about, all three of us placed the wipe on our skin, removing the make-up. The black script reading 'Stay Strong.'

"We can do this." I told the girls as be all placed our wrists together. "They can't change us, despite how much they try. We have each other." We all sat there smiling at each other, before embracing one another in a hug, and calling it a night

John picked up a Corona, talking to the group, "Its great finally having everyone back together without having to worry about a drama fest."

"Believe me I know what you mean bro," Caitlyn said walking past him, sitting on Nate's lap.

"I am just happy that the gang is back together." Jason said to the group before his attention got distracted by a bird.

The couples all sat there with their siblings enjoying the night together. They hadn't all hung out in months, since John, Eve, and Dave were constantly traveling due to their jobs.

"I am gonna go check on dinner" Dave told the group, getting up from his chair.

"I'll help you." Mitchie announced, following her brother into the kitchen.

They stood there talking as her brother flipped the food on the grill, "Random thought-I didn't really realize until now what the repercussions of you guys willing Final Jam would entail, and not only that, but you landing your own record deal. I am so proud of you sis."

I looked at him smiling, that was exactly why I loved my brother, he was the best in the world, and I could go to him for anything in the world. "Thank you."

"Never change who you are for anybody. Be what you want to be." he told me reaching for a hug, which I gladly accepted, "I love you sis"

"Love you too bro." We were both smiling as we walked back into the living room.

"Oh and guys if you ever break their hearts again, I will break your faces." Dave told the guys, leaving the group to chuckle.

I was going to fulfill what my brother told me.

"Stay Strong Mitchie." I spoke to myself.

So the girls are a bit of Trolls!

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