Lisa: As I literally just posted, THEY AREN'T BROTHERS IN THIS! Also introducing me isn't the correct lyrics and I know that I did it on purpose.
Jason P.O.V.
Shane and I stepped into our cabin for the third year. I saw a ball under the comforter on the third bed that was never used. I saw the ball shake and stop when it seemed to hear us enter.
"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, out new roommate is shy! Isn't that so cute Shane!" I yelled to Shane who was standing by the door. I walked over to the bed and pulled the covers off. A boy who looked about ten or eleven sat up with red puffy eyes. "He's adorable!" I yelled picking him up and hugging him.
"Jason! Put him down he's shaking and ask before you pick people up!" Shane yelled at me before softening his tone looking at the kid's curly hair and brown soft eyes. "He really is adorable though," Shane said, he must have been thinking out loud. The kid looked down with wide eyes and a blush on his face.
"Hi, I'm Jason White and I'm sixteen!" I said clapping a hand on his shoulder making him jump.
"I'm Shane Gray and I'm thirteen," Shane said looking amused.
"I'm um... Nate Black and I'm ten." Nate said quietly rubbing his arm with his head pointed toward the ground.
Shane's uncle came running. "Dang it, I thought that I could get here before you and stop you from scaring the poor kid. Nathan are you alright?" Brown asked bending to his height.
"Yeah... I... I'm fine." Nate said looking up from his curly bangs.
"Oh good, behave you two and look like you want to be here Nathan," Brown said smiling lightly at the small boy.
Nate sat down with a book and started to write in it.
"Are you going to perform at the Final Jam?" Shane asked sitting on Nate's bed making him look up with wide eyes shaking his head. "Why not you seem pretty... um, I meant pretty good musically, you write your own songs right?" Shane asked getting closer and almost on top of the poor boy.
Nate slipped out from under Shane and whispered, "Please don't touch me," before running.
Nate P.O.V.
I walked into a big building and looked around. There were tables a piano and a guitar. I thought about my new roommates, they probably thought that I was weird but how can I help it, I thought that Shane was going to beat me up. A girl with blonde straight hair walked in and sat next to me.
"Hi! I'm Tess, what's your name?" the girl or Tess asked looking me in the eyes not in the hair.
"I'm Nathan... but I pre... prefer Nate." I stuttered.
"You don't have to be nervous around me, some people around here are scary but I can be like your best friend. Now tell me about yourself." Tess said holding one of my hands between her own.
"Um... well, I like dogs, I'm adopted, I like guitars and nature..."
"Not like that silly, sing about yourself," Tess said laughing and handing me a guitar. I played a tune that I had been working on.
Shane P.O.V.
Jason and I walked by the mess hall looking for Nate who looked like he was going to cry when I got too close to him. I heard guitar and a cute pitched voice and we both stopped.
"I'm good a waisting time, I think lyrics need to rhyme and you're not asking but I'm trying to grow a mustache," there was a giggle.
"I eat cheese but only on pizza please and sometimes on a homemade quesadilla otherwise it tastes like feet to me. So if you wanna know here it goes gonna tell you there's a part of me that shows if you're close gonna let you see everything but remember that you asked for it, I'll try to do my best but it might be easy if I let you take a guess at the rest but, you wanna hear what lives in my brain and my heart? Well, you asked for it for your perusing at times confusing possibly amusing introducing me." Nate sang and I heard clapping.
"You're as talented as you are cute! And you're really cute." That was Tess. If she gets her hands on Nate it's game over.
"You really are cut... I mean talented!" I said.
"Shane Gray, are you trying to break this poor boy's heart just like you did to Peggy and me," Tess asked. Nate's head perked up at that. "Come on Nate, let's talk somewhere else," Tess said before winking at me. I grabbed Nate's other hand and looked him in the eyes.
I think I'm falling for him.
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Camp Rock Book 1
FanfictionTen-year-old Nathan Black lived in an orphanage most of his life. He was beaten up pretty bad but still had a pretty face and boyish charm. When he was adopted because of his talent and sent to Camp Rock, he meets two new friends that help take the...