Camp Rock Page #6

of Hot Tunes TV China,

but tell me again about

how important she is.

She...

I'm sorry. What?

She's pretty cool.

And...

And she's not the president

of Hot Tunes TV China.

What's that? She's not president?

You mean, you lied to everybody?

No. I was...

So, she's what? A vice president?

Treasurer?

Tess.

Shut up. Go on. Tell us.

No.

- She's a cook.

- A cook?

At Hot Tunes China.

No.

Here.

So you lied.

Your mom cooks our food,

and you help her.

That's the only way you could

afford this camp, right?

You're a real jerk.

Maybe. But at least

I'm not a big, fat liar.

Come on, guys.

Mitchie.

Mitchie has dishes to do. Let's go.

Shane.

- You were lying all summer?

- Yes, but I...

You know, I'm so used to

people pretending around me.

- I was not pretending!

- And I really thought you were different.

But you're just like everyone else.

You wanted to be friends

with Shane Gray, not me.

- Trick's on me, huh?

- I was just trying...

Save it for your interview

with Pop Informer magazine.

I know I gave you an earful.

Not here, you don't. Come on.

So what exactly happened last night?

Nothing.

Didn't look like nothing to me, mate.

You look crushed.

Pummeled. Absolutely destroyed.

I got it, Uncle Brown.

Look, whatever.

I'm just gonna focus on my music.

Change my sound.

I don't wanna get sidetracked

with liking someone anyway.

You still looking for that girl?

What?

I'm plugged into the

camp gossip, mate.

It's crazy.

I have her song stuck in my head.

This is real

This is me

I'm exactly where

I'm supposed to be now

Gonna let the light

Mitchie's

Songs

"This is real, this is me,

"I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.

"Gonna let the light shine on me. "

Mitchie, you are so never

going to see Final Jam.

What a joke.

TESS:
"I hope you

don't misunderstand. I'm just too cool. "

You know? I mean,

"I'm like too over you. "

You know what I mean?

Hey, guys. Have a seat.

So, Final Jam is coming up,

and I know you're all very excited.

ALL:
Yeah! You know it!

So here's some advice.

It's not all about your image.

None of it means anything unless

people see who you really are.

And your music has to be

who you really are.

It's gotta show how you feel.

Or it doesn't mean anything.

I didn't know you felt so ashamed

of yourself.

I'm not ashamed.

It's just, for once, I just wanted

to fit in and be popular.

What do you mean?

You have plenty of friends at home.

I have one. And the last time I checked,

no one was busting their butts

to sit next to us at the lunch table.

And when I got here I just...

I just wanted it to be different.

You know? Just once.

My sweetie, you are so much

more than you can see.

You don't have to lie about

who or what you are.

I'm not just saying it

'cause I'm your mom!

Mom.

Okay, I admit I'm a little bit biased.

But it is so true. You are talented.

Your music speaks to people.

People wanna listen to you.

And it is not just me and your dad.

GIRL 1:
That's what I said.

GIRL 2:
That was funny.

GIRL 3:
I know, I want to do that.

Hey, guys. Can I sit with you?

I guess.

But you have to give me your cake.

Okay, deal.

You know, sitting with the kitchen help

is really hurting my rep.

What rep?

Believe me, it's probably not that funny.

The chicken was kind of dry.

Could you tell your mom to be

just a little more careful?

Tess!

Stop talking to me like that.

Stop talking to everyone like that.

I may be the cook's daughter,

and my father may not be rich,

but I'm a much better person than

someone who feels good about herself

because she makes everyone

else feel bad.

And I'll take that any day.

If it wasn't obvious,

you're so out of the group.

Then we'll make our own group.

CAMP ROCK:

FINAL JAM - 5 DAYS

FINAL JAM:

PREP:

- I don't know why this is so fascinating.

- I don't think you're doing that right.

- Wait. Look, I'm a pro.

- Don't get it in my macaroni.

I'm sure they have it!

Okay, she has officially lost it.

No, I didn't lose anything.

You guys stole it.

- What?

- What's going on here?

Tess thinks that Mitchie and Caitlyn

stole her charm bracelet.

BOTH:
What?

I'm sorry, Brown, but these girls

would never do such a thing.

Yeah. Look, let's just settle this, right?

But...

I know it was her. She was lying

all summer about who she is.

Who knows what else she'd lie about?

- Now, wait a minute.

- Mom, don't.

If she wants to look, let her.

This is stupid.

Okay, look, let me just scope this out,

and then I'll have a quick look

in your cabin. Right?

- Fine.

- Whatever.

You're not gonna find anything,

'cause I didn't...

That's it. That is my charm bracelet.

There's gotta be some mistake.

Like what?

I snuck into the kitchen and...

Tess, I got this. All right?

I am totally wigged-out.

Yeah. So are we.

I'm not.

Well, rules are rules,

and since it's the end of camp,

I have no choice.

I've gotta ban you guys

from the rest of camp activities,

until the end of Final Jam.

We didn't do anything. She's lying.

- Do you have any proof?

- No, but...

Well, then I'm sorry. My hands are tied.

Until the end of Final Jam.

Camper mates, and mattes,

I am holding the lineup for Final Jam.

I am gonna pin it up on the wall.

Let me get out of the room before

you all come and have a look at it.

All right! Goodness me.

This is so not fair.

I know.

Guess who?

Dude, you're in the room.

I can see you.

I can see you, too, man.

I've missed you.

Group hug.

Much better. It hasn't been

the same just hugging Nate.

Yeah, it hasn't been.

So, good news.

The press is here and they're gonna

cover the whole night.

- The label loves it.

- That's awesome!

Hey, man, where's this amazing singer

you've been looking for?

What? I know things.

Hoping to find her tonight.

This was supposed to be a fun summer

that was all about music,

and all I did was get caught up

in Tess drama.

It happens.

I can't believe I agreed to be

some background singer

just because I got intimidated.

That's what Tess can do to you.

No. I did it to me.

I've never seen Brown so harsh.

I know. He just kept repeating

"Until the end of Final Jam. "

I know. I was there.

What?

What?

Come on! Let's go! Let's go!

CAMP ROCK:

Theater

Okay. Who's stoked? Yeah!

FINAL JAM:

All right! All right!

BOY:
Yeah!

Okay, campers, friends, family,

Camp Rock fans, this is it.

Tonight music history will be made

as Camp Rock finds

a new Final Jam winner!

Five, six, seven, eight.

Come on,

come on, come on

Look at me

This is not amateur night.

This is serious.

We did it right!

No! You didn't. You never do!

I'm trying to win here.

You guys may be used to losing,

but not me.

I'm tired of picking up the slack.

Stop telling us what to do!

You're the one

who's ruining everything.

You're too intense all the time,

and I am sick and tired

of picking up your slack, too!

Peggy, come back here!

Who needs her?

She was holding us back.

Now you really better not mess up.

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