“For the camp?”
A whistle cut across the lake. Tess Tyler—now Tess Parker, married to Jason, of all people—was waving from the dining hall porch. “Meeting in five! Final concert run-through!”
The End.
He sat beside her, close enough that their shoulders almost touched. “Find any?”
Mitchie stood, brushing off her shorts. “Come on, rock star. We’ve got kids to inspire.” The Final Jam was Camp Rock’s biggest night. Every session, the campers formed bands, wrote originals, and performed for bragging rights and a golden guitar pick. But this year, something was off.
“Hey,” Mitchie said softly, sitting on the log beside her. “You okay?”
Liam left that afternoon. No one asked him to stay. The Final Jam that night wasn’t perfect. Guitars went out of tune. A drummer broke a stick. Two vocalists harmonized wrong and laughed halfway through, then kept going anyway.
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