Camp Rock Page #5

It's fun being friends with Tess.

How would you know?

Because I was friends with Tess.

I know, it's hard to believe.

More like impossible. What happened?

Tess doesn't like competition,

and she felt I was.

See, with her, there can only be

one star. Herself.

Look, I know it's fun being

friends with her.

She can make you feel so important

and she's popular, but so what?

Oh, come on.

Being popular is so not a "so what. "

No, there are perks.

Like... Well, like...

Like singing backup to Tess

all the time?

Like never getting to say

what you really feel?

Oh, and those exciting short outfits?

Those were real high points.

You're right. Sell your soul.

Hey. I'm on your side.

Oh, shoot.

I was supposed to go meet up with...

We're practicing for Final Jam.

Of course. Her Highness awaits.

Hand-clapping,

hip-shaking...

Hello?

Hey, buddy,

how's my birdhouse coming?

- Jason!

- Sorry. It's not my fault

you didn't ask him to

make you anything.

- I didn't want anything.

- Well, I wanted a birdhouse! So what?

And what do you need a birdhouse for?

Because I wanted to see

more birds in...

Guys. Guys.

BOTH:
Sorry.

Listen. About me recording

with a camper.

- You gotta do it, man. No go-backs.

- Yeah. No go-backs.

It's, like, the Golden Rule.

No, dude, the Golden Rule

is "Tell the truth. "

Dude, then it can be, like,

the Silver Rule.

- Why is it the Silver Rule?

- Okay, fine, the Copper Rule.

- The Copper Rule?

- Well, give me tin at least.

Guys.

- Sorry.

- Sorry.

Listen. I've been thinking about

the whole recording thing,

and I think it's really cool.

Are you getting too much sun?

'Cause we can bring you a hat

when we come to visit.

I'm fine. And remember, whoever wins,

no go-backs. See you guys Saturday.

Now I just have to find that girl

with the voice.

Hey, Andy! Buddy.

You wanna do me a favor?

Sure.

Shane Gray is looking for the girl

with the voice.

Start, start, start the party

Come on, come on, everyone

Let's sta-sta-start the party

What you waiting for now?

Let's start, let's start

Let's start the party

- Hey

- Come on, come on, live it up

Let's start-start-start the party

I know you're never gonna wanna stop

Let's start, start, start the party

Come on, come on, everyone

Let's start, start, start the party

What you waiting for now?

Start, start, start the party

Start, start, start the party

Come on, come on, everyone

Let's start, start

What you waiting for?

Here we go so let your flow show

Make the dreams you have

become real

Let's do this, let me hear you

Show me how you feel

Start, start, start the party

Come on, come on, everyone

Let's start, start, start the party

GIRLS:

I know you're never gonna wanna stop

Let the music take us to paradise

Let's close our eyes

Feel the groove

Wanna shake us

Aren't you gonna get in line?

Oh, it's not me. Trust.

Anyway, he's never heard me sing.

Turn on that radio

As loud as it can go

Gotta dance until my feet

can't feel the ground

So, does your voice sound better

over here?

Why don't we get in one of these things

and you can tell me.

- MITCHIE:
Really?

- Yeah. It was awesome.

MITCHIE:
Yeah.

I don't think

we're doing this right.

What? You don't like going in circles?

So, have you found

your special girl yet?

- Why? Are you jealous?

- Why? Are you jealous?

- Jerk.

- Hey.

Being a jerk is a part

of the rock star image.

Keeping up an image can be tiring.

But it keeps the posers away.

I never know if people are hanging with

me for the free stuff or for the parties.

Oh. Definitely the free stuff.

Funny.

Come on.

I know you're really not a jerk.

I mean, you're helping Andy

with his dancing,

and those screaming girls

seem to like you.

Which brings me back

to the whole jealous thing.

I take that back. You are a jerk.

- It must be the same for you, too, huh?

- What?

Because of your mom,

and her job at Hot Tunes.

People probably are always

fake around you.

Yeah. Right. Totally.

You know, it's nice talking

to someone who gets it.

Yeah. Me, too.

Seriously, Mom.

Okay, we're done with the dishes.

Okay, girls, have fun at the campfire.

- Okay. Bye.

- Thanks.

- I love you, Mom.

- Love you, too. Bye!

CAMP ROCK:

BEACH JAM:

- Hey, gang.

- BO Y:
We love you, Brown!

Whoa! All right, all right. Kids.

Okay, score.

I finally talked my nephew

into singing us a song!

Shane, rock the camp!

Hey, guys. I got a surprise for you.

Guys, come on out.

So we're gonna play something new.

Let us know what you think.

Music

I turn on that radio

As loud as it can go

Wanna dance until my feet

can't feel the ground

Can't feel the ground

Say goodbye to all my fears

One good song, they disappear

And nothing in the world

can bring me down

Can bring me down

Hand-clapping

Hip-shaking

Heartbreaking

There's no faking

What you feel

when you ride it home, yeah

Music's in my soul

I can hear it

Every day

And every night

It's the one thing on my mind

Music's got control

And I'm never letting go, no, no

I just wanna play my music

Music

Got my six-string on my back

Don't need anything but that

Everything I want is here with me

Here with me

So forget that fancy car

I don't need to go that far

And what's driving me is

following my dreams, yeah

Hand-clapping

Earth-shaking

Heartbreaking

There's no faking

What you feel

When you're on a roll

Yeah, yeah

Music's in my soul

I can hear it

Every day

And every night

It's the one thing on my mind

Music's got control

And I'm never letting go, no, no

I just wanna play my music

I just wanna play my music

Can't imagine what it'd be like

What it'd be like

Without the sound of all my heroes

singing all my favorite songs

So I can sing along

Music's in my soul

I can hear it

Every day

Every night

It's the one thing on my mind

Music's got control

And I'm never letting go, no, no

I just wanna play my music

Music's in my soul

I can hear it

Every day

And every night

It's the one thing on my mind

Music's got control

And I'm never letting go, no, no

I just wanna play my music

All night long

Yeah!

Man, they loved it. You were right.

I know I was right. What did I do?

Not you. Shane.

The label has to let us do this.

They won't. Look at what they made us

call the band.

Yeah! How can we do that?

If we hit the studio tonight, we can

get them a demo by tomorrow.

I mean, they can't say no

once they hear this.

They can't?

Guys, I can't just leave.

I'm not finished here yet.

All right, man. Do what you gotta do.

We are talking about finishing

my birdhouse, right?

- Come on! See you at Final Jam.

- Bye.

BO Y:
off the chain. That was so great.

MITCHIE:
That was the best song ever.

It was so great.

- That was so amazing. And...

- I know, he was so...

Did you see them?

Hey, Mitchie.

Tell us about your mom again.

Her mom is a great person.

What's your mom like?

She's like a mom.

I mean, I know she's the president

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