Phillip is driving Courtney to the dock.
Phillip: We're almost there, princess!
Courtney: Thank you, Phillip!
Phillip: Quite the adventure awaits, wouldn't you say, Your Highness? Just think of it: A whole two weeks at Camp Royalty, the great outdoors, mingling with other royals your own age...
Courtney: No stuffy ceremonies to attend? The chance to kick off my glass slippers? Try some new things, maybe even have a little fun?
Phillip: A novel concept indeed.
Courtney laughs. Transition to the dock.
Stevie: When lining up on the dock, pop campers, please stay on the right! Royals, to the left!
Luggage handler: Walking over here!
Teenage girl pop camper: Hey, Sloane!
Sloane: Hey!
Man to luggage handler: That's great. Just a few more things.
Edmund: Thank you so much.
Genevieve: Aubray!
Aubray: Genevieve! It's so good to see you!
Genevieve: Hello, Edmund.
Edmund: Genevieve.
Two young girls laugh. They are dressed for Camp Pop and one is blonde, while the other is brunette.
Pop camper girls: Selfie!
Princess in green: ... High quality.
Pop camper: Woohoo!
Pop campers laugh.
Pop camper boy: Hey, Marcus, don't drop those!
Marcus: What?!
Marcus roars and chases them. A girl screams.
Pop camper boy: Whoa!
Olivia: Ugh. Uncultured show-offs.
Pop campers laugh. Sloane plays guitar but stops when she sees Olivia with other princesses.
Sloane: Hey, check it out. Spoiled brats.
Luggage handler: Where do you want this luggage?
Rayna: Has anyone seen a pink hat box?
A car passes close to Courtney and honks at her.
Courtney: Whoa!
Phillip: Princess Courtney, I must take my leave. But I shall see you back here in two weeks!
Courtney: If I need anything though, I can call you, right?
Phillip: I'm sure that won't be necessary.
Courtney: Because I'll be having too good of a time!
Phillip: That's the spirit!
Cut to Erika being transported to the dock.
Erika: Eddie, can you pick up the pace? I was supposed to be there like five minutes ago.
Eddie: I'm not gonna get a speeding ticket just because one of us hasn't met an alarm she couldn't sleep through.
Erika: Ha ha ha. You're hilarious. And the slowest driver ever!
Eddie: Relax, Erika. I'll get you to the dock in time, okay? But why'd you cancel your tour to go to this Camp Pop anyway?
Erika: Having the spotlight to yourself can get kinda lonely. You're surrounded by tons of people but no one really feels like your friend.
Eddie: Sorry, kid. I didn't realize things were that tough.
Erika: Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. I love performing. I don't know. Maybe things will be different at camp.
Transition to dock.
Clive: Princes, princesses, let's keep things orderly shall we?
Olivia: Ugh.
Sloane: Ugh.
Clive: Oh, dear. We're almost behind schedule. Who do we have here? Oh! Princess Aubray of Allanbrooke... Princess Olivia of Bellmere... Erika of... oh, that's odd. There's no kingdom listed.
Courtney: Uh, I'm sorry, but could you-
Clive: Are you Erika?
Courtney: No, but-
Clive: Then if you would be so kind as to wait your turn... Erika!
Erika: Here! I'm here! Sorry I'm late!
Courtney: Whoa!
Clive: Gracious me!
Courtney: Careful!
Erika: Oh, sorry! Let me get that.
Courtney: Oh, thank you.
Clive: You're a princess?
Erika: That's what my mom keeps telling me!
Clive: Lady Anne's gonna love you. Alright, let's move it along shall we? It's time to depart!
Erika: Well, see ya!
Courtney: Thank you! Oh, good. No! Wait! You forgot a name! Whoa! I'm... Courtney.
Stevie: Did you say Courtney?
Courtney: Mhm.
Stevie: Isn't it hard to perform in that ball gown?
Courtney: Perform?
Stevie: Anyway, come with me. Watch your step.
On Camp Royalty yacht.
Royals talking.
Erika: How's it going?
Royals talking.
On Camp Pop yacht.
Pop campers talking.
Courtney: Hello! How do you do?
Campers react to magic.
Look at that! Oh.
Whoa.
It's so beautiful.
Whoa.
Awesome.
Whoa.
Zia and Raina: Can't wait.
Camps: Can't wait. Can't wait. Can't wait!
Can't wait to see everyone
Can't wait to sing in the sun
You know I'm ready for fun, alright
Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp, whoa
Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp, whoa
Horseback riding, fine arts, everything
Hot beats, cool riffs, new tunes I'll get to play
Feels so magical everywhere you go
Gonna rock and roll now
Got my ball gowns, high heels, tiara case
Hi-top, star shades, speakers, electric bass
Every year is just like coming home, oh yeah
Can't wait to see everyone
Can't wait to sing in the sun
You know I'm ready for fun, alright
Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp, whoa
Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp, whoa
Now we'll get to be singing our own songs
Poised and confident, nothing can go wrong
Finally get to be somewhere we belong
It's my favorite day
It's my favorite place
Guaranteed to be great, yeah
Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp, whoa
Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp, whoa
Can't wait to see everyone
Can't wait to sing in the sun
You know I'm ready for fun, alright
Can't wait to jam by the lake
So many memories to make
Bet we'll be staying awake all night
Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp, whoa
Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp, whoa
Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp
Finn: Hey gang! I'm Finn Oxford, your fearless leader here at Camp Pop!
Anne: Greetings to all. I am Lady Anne, headmistress and owner of Camp Royalty.
Finn: I hope you superstars are stoked, 'cause the next two weeks are all about finding your own individual sound!
Anne: Here, you will hone the skills necessary to serve your kingdoms with style and elegance, for being a proper royal is about more than merely possessing a title.
Finn: Whether it's pop, punk, metal or country, you'll learn how to shred a guitar solo, swagger like Jagger, and dress like a diva, darlings.
Anne: From equestrian training and fine art, to a capella and dance, a magical experience awaits.
Finn: And, most of all, you're gonna have fun! Now, who's ready to rock the house?!
Courtney: Excuse me, could you... Um... Ooh! Uh, pardon me, but I think I'm... Okay...
Sloane: Ugh! Watch where you're going!
Courtney: Sorry. I'm just a little lost.
Sloane: No kidding. Looks like Cinderella took a wrong turn on her way to the ball.
Boy camper: Don't worry about Sloane.
Girl camper: She's super talented, and super grumpy!
Courtney: I'll try to remember that.
Boy: Wait. Are you are...
Girl: Princess?
Courtney: Yes, I am.
Boy: Whoa!
Girl: I've never met one in person!
Boy: Me neither! What are you doing here?
Courtney: Sticking out like a sore thumb, for the most part. Would you mind pointing me towards the office? Thank you, so very much.
Boy and girl: You're welcome!
Brunette: Her hair!
Blonde: It's so... blue!
Brunette: Who does she look just like?
Blonde: Erika Juno! What would she be doing at Camp Royalty?
Brunette: Shh! I think she heard us!
Princess: This really is going to be the best year ever.
Olivia: Yoo-hoo! Prince Chadwick! Whoa! Could you please remove whatever that is? It's completely in my way.
Erika: Sorry about that.
Olivia: What kind of kingdom allows its royalty to dress like that? Ugh.
Finn: Sweetheart, how many times do I have to say this: I don't care if you offer me triple what it's worth, I am not selling my camp! In fact, I'm branching out.
Anne: That's absurd, darling. This lake isn't big enough for both of us to expand, and let's be honest. Music is a fickle business. One day you're on top, the next, you're a has-been. Perhaps you should cut your losses now and get out.
Finn: Oh, at least I'm developing real talent over here, while you're doing, what exactly? Running an outdated charm school?
Anne: How dare you?
Clive / Stevie: We have a situation.
Anne / Finn: This conversation is over!
Erika: Nope. Not a princess.
Anne: Duchess?
Erika: Uh-uh.
Anne: Not even a countess by marriage?
Erika: I'm only a teenager so... no. You don't know who I am, do you?
Anne: Not a clue.
Erika: Huh. Cool.
Anne: Exactly how did this happen?
Clive: Oh, uh, her name was on the list.
Courtney: And when I was called, I just went where I was told.
Finn: Yeah, well, it looks like there's been some sort of system glitch. I knew we shouldn't have switched to the same data sharing network! Typical of the royals, always trying to make my life difficult! Sorry for the mix up, princess.
Anne: ... But clearly you're at the wrong camp.
Erika: So, what do I do now?
Anne: First, we'll need to verify your enrollment status, then correct the administrative error in order to process your transfer.
Finn: Trouble is, it's getting kind of late, so there's nothing we can do right now.
Courtney: You mean, I have to stay here?
Anne: Clive here will find you some accommodations for the evening. Off you go, now.
Finn: We'll take care of this as soon as we possibly can. High five. Stevie will take care of your lodging, okay?
Courtney: Okay.
Finn: Don't look so worried. It's probably just for one night. Two at the most!
Courtney: Whoa. Adorable! This is going to be interesting. Huh? Hello?
Rayna: Well?
Courtney: Whoa!
Rayna: What are you waiting for? Come on in, already! Make yourself at home. Nothing's ever locked at Camp Pop.
Zia: Yeah! Everybody knows that!
Courtney: I didn't know. Sorry. Oh.
Rayna: Listen, I hope you don't mind me saying this, but... I'm sorry, what's your name?
Courtney: Courtney.
Rayna: I'm Rayna, and this is Zia.
Zia: Hello.
Courtney: Pleased to meet you.
Rayna: Anyway, no offense Courtney, but aren't you a little, uh, overdressed for camp?
Courtney: Well, I...
Rayna: And trust me. That's coming from somebody who wears ruffles and fringe.
Zia: She's like a parade float. So, what kinda music do you do? You know, what's your style?
Courtney: I don't really have one. I'm a princess.
Rayna: Who isn't, around here? Am I right? Wait. You're not kidding. She's not kidding!
Courtney: No. I'm not.
Zia: So, are we supposed to bow in your presence, or something?
Courtney: Oh, that won't be necessary.
Rayna: Do you have any evil stepsisters?
Courtney: Well, one is a little bossy.
Zia: Have you ever yelled, "Off with their head!"?
Courtney: No! Royal life isn't nearly as exciting as that. Trust me.
Zia: Do you live in a castle? Are you cursed by a witch? Have you ever turned a frog into a handsome prince?
Rayna: Zia! Come on, now. That's just in fairy tales. Wait... have you?
Erika: A royal tree house? Whoa. Check it out. Hello? Anyone here? Wow. Fancy schmancy.
Genevieve: May I help you?
Erika: Oh! Hi. I'm...
Aubray: Ooh! You must be here to give us our mani's! What do you think, Genevieve? I was thinking about french tips, but maybe I should go with something more daring!
Genevieve: Aubray, unless our guest has a giant emery board in there, I don't think that's why she's here.
Aubray: Do you? Well that's disappointing, because these cuticles are a mess.
Erika: My name's Erika. Lady Anne said I could stay here, but don't worry. It won't be for long. I'm moving to the other side of the lake.
Genevieve: Wait, you're a... pop star.
Aubray: Wait a second... you're Erika Juno!
Erika: Oh. Yeah, I am.
Aubray: I wanted you to play at my sweet sixteen. Daddy said no.
Genevieve: You're not going to trash our room, are you?
Erika: What? No.
Aubray: Sign my magazine?
Erika: Um, sure.
Genevieve: Blare loud music all night long?
Erika: Uh, I brought headphones.
Genevieve: Is it true you get to fly in a private jet, and go all over the world?
Erika: Sometimes.
Aubray: And what about an entourage? I'd love my own entourage!
Genevieve: You're a princess, Aubray. You already have an entourage.
Aubray: Oh! Right.
Genevieve: Have you ever smashed a guitar on stage? I saw that in a movie once. It looked so much like fun!
Rayna: I can't find it, Zia! You sure you packed it?
Zia: Of course I'm sure, I never go anywhere without it.
Courtney: Huh?
Rayna: We're gonna be late!
Courtney: Uh... oh!
Zia: Got it! So, what do you think?
Courtney: Very, uh, colorful. It's just that you already have such amazing hair.
Zia: I guess you're right. Besides, we have to stop by wardrobe later anyway. Maybe I'll find something better.
Courtney: You mean, you can wear whatever you want? Nobody picks your clothes for you?
Rayna: Not since I was three, no. Anyway, sorry to bolt, but band practice starts in like five minutes, and then we've got a "Strut Your Stuff" dance class after that!
Zia: And this year, we get to learn special effects. Lazers, lighting, sparkles, you name it!
Rayna: Come on, Zia. I'm guessing that's probably not her kinda thing. Unless you wanna check it out? I mean, as long as you're here.
Courtney: Uh, I don't know...
Rayna: No worries. I just thought it'd be fun.
Courtney: Hm... fun... Yes! I mean, that sounds lovely!
Aubray: I don't know, Genevieve. Are you certain we don't have tea party etiquette first?
Genevieve: Positive.
Erika: Hold on. How did you do that?
Genevieve: With my scepter, of course.
Aubray: All royals have one.
Erika: Whoa.
Genevieve: Scepter training starts at 10. After that, it's tea time.
Aubray: Oh, and then we get to groom the unicorns!
Erika: Yeah, right. And when do we get to ride the centaurs?
Aubray: Wait. Does Camp Pop have centaurs? That is so unfair!
Erika: Right. Unicorns.
Genevieve: I suppose we could bring you along to meet them.
Aubray: They're really beautiful.
Genevieve: Unless you have to get going.
Erika: Yeah. I probably should.
Genevieve: Okay.
Song: Hey! Hey!
Erika: Hey! Wait up!
Song: Hey!
Feels like the perfect day to be brand new, oh yeah
It's time to make the world understand you, oh yeah
Turn us up, don't turn us down (turn us up)
Don't you let the noise drown us out (let it go now, now)
Hold your head up and be proud
We can be anything that we wanna be
Hands up, voices loud, time to scream and shout
Together we'll forever be
Glorious and we gotta make 'em hear us now
We've got a brand new sound
And we're gonna make 'em hear us now
Let's make the world say, "Wow"
And we're gonna make 'em hear us
It's a new day
Feel like I can do anything
Looking forward to tomorrow,
Not thinking 'bout yesterday, no, no, no
Turn us up, don't turn us down (turn us up)
Don't you let the noise drown us out (let it go now, now)
Hold your head up and be proud, yeah
We can be anything that we wanna be
Hands up, voices loud, time to scream and shout
Together we'll forever be
Glorious and we gotta make 'em hear us now
We've got a brand new sound
And we're gonna make 'em hear us now
Let's make the world say, "Wow"
And we're gonna make 'em hear us
We've got a brand new sound
And we're gonna make 'em hear us now
Let's make the world say, "Wow"
And we're gonna make 'em hear us
If you're feeling brand new and you know what to do
Just clap your hands with me, don't be shy
Here we go (Oh oh oh, whoa)
Here we go (Oh oh oh, whoa)
Yeah
If you're feeling brand new and you know what to do
Just clap your hands with me, one more time
Here we go (Oh oh oh, whoa)
Here we go (Oh oh oh, whoa)
Oh...
Here we go (Oh oh oh, whoa)
Here we go (Oh oh oh, whoa)
Here we go (Oh oh oh, whoa)
And we're gonna make 'em hear us now
We've got a brand new sound
And we're gonna...
Anne: The size of his ego is nothing short of astounding! I mean, honestly. Who in their right mind thinks teaching a bunch of misfits how to bang on a cowbell is more important than cultivating the finest royal traditions?
Clive: The man is delusional, Lady Anne! What you provide to these budding monarchs is truly a gift.
Anne: It is, isn't it? Think, Clive, think!
Clive: Hm.
Anne: There must be a way to acquire his property and teach him a lesson at the same time.
Clive: Does it have to be... legal?
Erika: (singing)
Anne: How lovely!
Anne: One of our new campers, perhaps? Shall we?
Brunette: See? I told you it was her!
Blonde: I can't believe it!
Brunette: Wow!
Anne: Why, I have never heard such a powerful voice. Pity it will go to waste under Finn's mediocre guidance.
Brunette: Lady Anne! Don't you know who that is?
Blonde: That's Erika Juno! She's the coolest thing ever! Look!
Anne: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Clive: A romantic dinner followed by a walk by the lake?
Anne: Oh Clive! You are a cut up!
Stevie: Boss, phone call. It's the royal pain.
Finn: About time. Calling me back so soon? I mean, I've only left you five messages about this camper mix up, but who's counting, eh?
Anne: Oh, charming as always, Finn, but unfortunately, rectifying our little situation will have to wait as I've been informed that our computer system has mysteriously gone dead. Much like your career, I suspect.
Finn: How nice. You just think that up? At least we have a skill the world actually needs!
Anne: So, in other words, your protégés are more deserving than mine? Is that it? Then why not prove it?
Finn: And how do you suggest we do that?
Anne: Well, let me think. Perhaps a sing off? Camp Royalty vs Camp Pop.
Finn: My kids against yours? You can't be serious!
Anne: Perfectly. The winning camp shall be awarded all of the property surrounding the lake. The losing camp shall close its doors for good.
Finn: Why do I get the feeling that you're up to something, eh? After all, you've got one of my pop kids over there.
Anne: Please. And you have an entire camp full of them! So why worry? Unless you're not up for the challenge.
Finn: Lady A, you're on!
Anne: Excellent. Clive will be in touch to work out the details.
Clive: How it is possibly that you and that man were ever romantically involved, I will never know.
Anne: Oh, it was a long time ago, Clive. Before I realized that rock and royalty do not mix.
Rayna: You're not serious, Courtney.
Courtney: No, really! And then when she unveiled her portrait, it was a donkey in a dress!
Rayna: You pranked the duchess? Did she ever find out?
Courtney: Nope! I never told anyone that before.
Zia: Well, we're truly honored.
Marcus: To Courtney. Princess of pranks!
Erika: So, long story short, that's when I got to sing my very first solo.
Genevieve: At the Paris palladium?
Aubray: When you were five?
Edmund: I could barely dress myself at that age.
Genevieve: You're not that great at it now, Edmund.
Anne: Greetings, everyone! I have a thrilling announcement: At the conclusion of this year's session, we shall participate in what promises to be another glorious moment in our storied history!
Finn: We're talking about the biggest challenge ever to hit this lake! A competition to end all competitions! A sing off between Camp Pop and Camp Royalty! And check out who's agreed to be our judges! Rock legend, Allegra James! Prince Reginald of Thistlebrook! And Svetlana Petranova, head of Camp Arabesque!
Anne: Rehearsals shall commence first thing in the morning!
Finn: So, get ready to rock!
Finn / Anne: And may the best camp win!
Zia: Is there a word for something that's more awesome than just regular awesome? 'Cause that's what this sing-off's gonna be!
Rayna: Those snooty little royals aren't gonna know what hit 'em! Sorry Courtney. I forgot those were your people.
Courtney: Please. I'm not offended. I've never been to Camp Royalty, or know anyone there, and Camp Pop is so different than I expected. Whatever happens, you're going to be amazing.
Zia: Don't you mean "we"?
Raina: Long as you're here, princess, you're one of us. You're part of the band.
Courtney: Thank you, but I'm not sure what I would have to offer.
Raina: Girl, you need to loosen up and have some fun. Everyone's got a talent, you just need to let it out.
Courtney: I know, you're right. I'm working on it.
Zia: And while you're at it, maybe you should work on your wardrobe too.
Courtney: Wait. What's wrong with my dress?
Raina: Well, it's-
Zia: Nothing a little restyling won't fix.
Courtney: No, wait!
Raina: That was so cool! Wasn't that cool?
Courtney: How's this for a start?
Rayna: Now that's a dress! What else can you do with that?
Zia: Can I try?
Erika: Oh, wow. It feels so... so tingly.
Aubray: That's how you know it's working! Genevieve! Where have you been? You're late for beauty night.
Genevieve: Olivia cornered me after dinner to talk about the competition. Her tiara's in a twist over song selection.
Erika: You guys must be psyched about going head to head with Camp Pop.
Aubray: Of course!
Genevieve: Absolutely!
Aubray: Actually, no.
Genevieve: Not really! We're good, but not that good.
Aubray: We're really not.
Erika: Guys, don't underestimate yourselves. Listen, whenever I get nervous in front of a large crowd...
Genevieve: You picture everyone in their underwear?
Erika: No! Gross! I just close my eyes and imaging I'm singing all by myself. Then I'm fine. You can do this, and while I'm here I'll help how I can.
Aubray: Really?
Genevieve: You would you that for us?
Erika: Totally! That's what friends do!
Stevie: Okay, gang. Take five.
Finn: Hey, Courtney? Uh, yeah, listen, um... I'm sorry for the hold up, but I haven't been able to make any headway with Camp Royalty about your transfer.
Courtney: It's fine, really.
Finn: Uh, really?
Courtney: I'm actually having a good time. Everyone is really nice. It's just so different here. Being around so many creative people is inspiring.
Finn: Oh, that's great!
Courtney: I'd love to stay.
Finn: You got it, princess.
Courtney: High five?
Stevie: Let's go, superstars! From the top!
Aubray: That looks perfect.
Erika: I don't know.
Genevieve: Trust me, it looks brilliant.
Erika: Okay. If you say so.
Edmund: Erika! I... almost didn't recognize you.
Erika: Yeah, it's not exactly my style but my roomies here thought I needed a new look.
Genevieve: It was long overdue!
Aubray: And it totally suits you!
Edmund: It does! You look... amazing!
Erika: Thanks.
Anne: Erika! May I have a word?
Erika: See you later, guys.
Aubray: Bye.
Genevieve: See you later.
Edmund: Bye.
Anne: As you must have surmised by now, your transfer to Camp Pop has hit a slight snag.
Clive: A complete lack of organization on their part.
Anne: But I trust you've been made to feel welcome here?
Erika: Absolutely. It's... it's been cool. I've made some great friends.
Anne: Lovely. And speaking of that, I had the absolute pleasure of hearing you sing yesterday!
Clive: We are all huge, huge fans of your work!
Erika: Thanks.
Anne: No, thank you! A talent like yours is a rare find indeed. In fact, I only wish you could remain here and compete in the sing-off as a member of Camp Royalty's a capella group!
Clive: As our featured vocalist? What an honor that would be!
Erika: Wow. I don't know what to say! I mean, I guess I could.
Anne / Clive: Splendid.
Anne: Run along, now, our star.
Erika: Bye.
Courtney: Hello? Is anyone here? Hm, I must be early. I spend too much time thinking about who I'm supposed to be
I play by everybody's rules, that don't seem right to me
I'm cool and polite on the outside
When I get a chance, I run and I hide
If your eyes are closed, it's hard to see
What if I back down now 'cause I'm afraid of what might happen
What if they turn away when I show them who I truly am
What if I lose my breath when I throw those big doors open
Or tonight, just tonight
What if I shine?
Should I even care?
They're all sitting there, and everyone's staring at me
If I step out in the spotlight, maybe I'll be set free
What if I back down now, 'cause I'm afraid of what might happen
What if they turn away when I show them who I truly am
What if I lose my breath when I throw those big doors open
Or tonight, just tonight
What if I shine?
I... shine...
I spend too much time thinking about who I'm supposed to be
But what if I sing out loud?
Because anything can happen
What if I stand up proud and show them who I truly am?
They're gonna call my name and I'll throw these big doors open
'Cause tonight, just tonight
I'm gonna shine
I... shine...
Marcus: Whoa! What was that?
Zia: Where did you learn that?
Courtney: I kind of... wrote it.
Zia: You wrote that?
Marcus: That was off the hook!
Courtney: I'm not really allowed to play it at the castle. It's kind of a classical music only zone.
Marcus: Do you have any more?
Courtney: More? You guys are so good. Why would you want to play my music?
Sloane: My thoughts exactly. As our friend Marcus here said, what was that?
Rayna: I think it's called, making music, Sloane. It's a little something we do around here.
Marcus: And it was slammin'! Who knew Courtney could sing like that?
Sloane: Hello! We have a competition coming up! So maybe you should skip the sappy sing alongs and practice the actual number we're going to perform. Okay with you, princess? Or would you rather go across the lake where you belong?
Marcus: Courtney, don't listen to Sloane.
Rayna: You were awesome.
Zia: So good.
Courtney: Thanks, I appreciate it. Sorry. I just need some fresh air.
Zia: We are at camp. Isn't all the air fresh?
Rayna: Zia!
Olivia: It is the role of a princess to hold your head up high
An honor, a privilege to day and days gone by
A princess is loyal, a smile upon her face
Wherever she may travel, the world's a better place
When you're a princess, it's all up to you
When you're a princess, the good that you do
And now we're together for summer in the sun
We're dancing and singing, the day is never done
Tea parties, tiaras, the finest kinds of lace
Whenever we're together the world's a better place (ooh)
When you're a princess, it's all up to you
When you're a princess, the good that you do
When you're a princess, the way that you live
When you're a princess, you get what you give
Attend the royal ball, be kind to one and all
Make sure to set your sights higher
Strive to be true, to be true
This is our responsibility
When you're a princess, it's all up to you
When you're a princess, the good that you do
When you're a princess, the way that you live
When you're a princess, you get what you give
When you're a princess...
Cut! What, may I ask, was that?
Erika: Just a little improv. I thought the song could use more edge.
Olivia: Oh, I see. And you just decided that all on your own, did you?
Erika: Yeah. I did.
Olivia: You can solo all you want at Camp Pop, but at Camp Royalty we do things as an ensemble. The whole point is to blend in, not stand out.
Genevieve: Olivia, maybe Erika has a point.
Edmund: Updating our material might not be a bad thing.
Genevieve: After all, we're competing with Camp Pop.
Aubray: And we're going to lose! Sorry. Did I say that out loud?
Olivia: The song is perfect the way it is. We don't need to change a thing. Are we clear?
Erika: Crystal.
Olivia: Maybe you might be more comfortable across the lake.
Genevieve: Erika!
Erika: I can't work with these people!
Clive: Erika!
Erika: Not now, Clive!
Clive: No. Lady Anne cannot lose because of some unpredictable pop star. Okay, Clive, it's hero time.
Courtney: What if I sing out loud
Because anything can happen
What if I stand up proud
And show them who I truly am
They're gonna call my...
Erika: That's really beautiful.
Courtney: I'm sorry, I didn't see you there.
Erika: Happens to me all the time... getting lost in a song. Hey, I know you.
Courtney: We met on the dock!
Erika: Right. When I was trying to make the boat. The wrong boat, by the way.
Courtney: Wait. You're the one who's supposed to be at Camp Pop.
Erika: 'Cause you're the one who's supposed to be at Camp Royalty. I'm Erika.
Courtney: Pleasure to meet you. I'm Courtney.
Erika: Princess Courtney?
Courtney: Just Courtney. Should I call you Princess Erika? Nice ball gown.
Erika: Oh, right. I was just trying to royal it up, I guess. That's a cool outfit too.
Courtney: Thanks. It was a nice change.
Erika: I mean, I was just trying to lighten up the song, but Olivia wasn't having any of it.
Courtney: I'm sorry to hear that. Tradition can be really important to royals. Change is scary.
Erika: So are angry princesses.
Courtney: I know what you mean though. Some of the Pop kids didn't take kindly to me singing one of my songs.
Erika: Music can be really competitive. She probably feels threatened by you. You're good!
Courtney: Thanks. I guess we were just fooling ourselves thinking we could fit in.
Erika: So it's a plan? We just do it. Switch camps right now?
Courtney: I don't see why we can't.
Erika: Okay, let's do this. Just follow the lake shore 'til you reach a bunch of castles.
Courtney: You too, but stop at the big piano.
Erika: That sounds cool.
Courtney: It is. You're going to love Camp Pop. It's so much fun!
Erika: And I think you'll really like Camp Royalty. I mean, I thought it was gonna be awful, but some of the people I've met are really awesome.
Courtney: The friends I made at Camp Pop are really nice too.
Erika: That's what I'll miss. The friends.
Courtney: Well, now I feel worse than before.
Erika: You know, we could always not switch camps.
Courtney: And make the best of it. After all, there's only a week left. See you at the sing-off?
Erika: Wouldn't miss it.
Clive: So, as I was saying Ms Petranova, Allegra James will most likely side with Camp Pop, while Prince Reginald will undoubtedly remain loyal to Camp Royalty, which leaves one vote still in play. So, we have a deal?
Olivia: Because it's a waste of our time, that's why!
Erika: But how do you know if you won't even listen to it?
Anne: Listen to what?
Olivia: Nothing, Lady Anne! Just an artistic difference of opinion.
Erika: It's just a new song I've been playing around with.
Anne: May I see?
Erika: I thought it might give us a fresher sound.
Olivia: But, as I was just explaining to our guest, Camp Royalty's performance piece has already been selected. And given what little rehearsal time we have left...
Anne: I say you do it!
Olivia: I'm sorry. Do what, now?
Anne: Perform Erika's song! She's absolutely right. It's fresh, it's original, it's got pizazz, and it will provide the perfect spotlight for her superstar talent, which is our key to victory over Camp Pop!
Erika: Thanks, Lady Anne.
Anne: My pleasure! Now get to work, and make Camp Royalty proud.
Sloane: No, no, no! Are you serious? That's the best you can do? Rayna, you missed a key change on the bridge! Zia, you missed the bridge entirely! And you guys were flatter than a pancake! Unbelievable.
Courtney: You don't have to be so mean about it.
Sloane: I'm sorry, did you say something?
Courtney: I said, you don't have to be so mean! Everybody's just trying to do their best!
Sloane: Yeah, and what would you know about it, princess?
Marcus: Sloane, nobody's feeling this number. Maybe we should try one of Courtney's songs instead?
Sloane: Are you kidding me? A princess can't write songs!
Finn: Says who? A good song can come from anywhere! And from anyone. You write songs?
Rayna: She sure does!
Zia: They're really good.
Finn: Well let's hear one, princess!
Courtney: Oh, I don't know...
Marcus: Come on, Courtney.
Courtney: But which one?
Rayna: The one we played this morning.
Zia: Yeah.
Sloane: You've got to be kidding me.
Finn: Creativity should always be encouraged, Sloane. Judgment can wait.
Courtney: I wanna turn it up
So don't you turn me down
'Cause when we get together
We got a rockin' sound
Don't need to follow in
Somebody else's steps
We make our own rules
I think you know the rest
Just look around now
Look what you got now
Find yourself in the song
Bring up the beat and the melody, melody
Find yourself in the song
When we're together it's meant to be
All it takes is one big dream
You better find yourself in the song
When we're together it's meant to be
Yeah
Sloane: This is insane! If you think we're gonna play a song by a princess...
Finn: I say you'd win the competition. You wanna win, don't you, Sloane?
Sloane: Yes.
Finn: Great! Rock on, everybody!
Rayna: Yes!
Zia: Yeah!
Erika: Everybody's got a voice, so use it loud and clear
Raise it up to the sky and tell 'em that you're here
Gettin' ready for the ride
Show them what you got inside, yeah
Oh, tonight, nothing is what it seems, no
Tonight, we're finding out what it means, yeah
Life is a song, we got the key
Be who you are
Unlock your dreams
Tonight, we're showing you what it means
To unlock your dreams
Unlock them
You've got the key
Unlock them
Unlock them
You've got the key
Unlock them
Tonight, nothing is what it seems, no
Okay, that was better, but your harmonies have got to be way tighter.
Olivia: Perhaps we're not the problem.
Erika: Meaning what? There's something wrong with the song?
Olivia: That, and the fact that you've given yourself every single solo, reducing the rest of us into backup singers!
Erika: I'm sorry, Olivia, but did you not hear what Lady Anne said? Camp Royalty needs my voice to win the competition. It's a sing-off, not a tea party, so maybe you should stick to what you know, and leave the music to a professional.
Olivia: Perhaps it slipped your mind, but this camp is for royalty, and we don't need some one hit wonder telling us what to do or how to do it.
Erika: Fine. You wanna go down in flames? Be my guest.
Aubray: Oh, no!
Genevieve: Come, quickly! Erika!
Edmund: Please don't walk away!
Aubray: Don't go!
Genevieve: Erika!
Aubray: Come back!
Edmund: Let's figure something out!
Erika: Guys, Olivia's never gonna listen.
Genevieve: We'll talk to her. Although, to be honest, she does have a point.
Erika: What?
Genevieve: This sing-off isn't just about you.
Erika: I... I have to get out of here. Hello? Anyone here? Come on, Eddie, pick up. Pick up!
Eddie: Hey! Rock and roll is here to stay, but I am out!
Clive: Oh, no, no., thank you Lady Anne. Oh, I'm sure I'm not the smartest man in the world, top five maybe, you're too kind! Oh, poor Finn Oxford. What will you do when you lose the sing-off and have to close Camp Pop for good? Don't care! After all, a bet's a bet, and Camp Royalty has this in the bag! Of course, Lady Anne, I'd love to have dinner with you tonight. Or may I call you Anne? Love is in the air.
Aubray: Erika! Ooh!
Genevieve: I knew you'd come to your senses!
Erika: Can't breathe!
Aubray / Genevieve: Sorry!
Erika: Okay! First, you were right. I let that stuff Lady Anne said go to my head and made everything all about me... so I'm really sorry about that... but, second! You guys are not gonna believe what I just found out!
Aubray: Camp Pop really does have centaurs?
Erika: Uh, no.
Aubray: Oh.
Erika: Lady Anne made some kinda bet with Camp Pop, and the loser has to shut down for good.
Aubray: Oh, no! What if we lose?
Genevieve: We can't let that happen, for either camp!
Aubray: So what do we do? We can't both win.
Erika: I have an idea... but if it's gonna work, we'll need help. Look. There's the big piano!
Aubray: Cute!
Erika: Come on. This way.
Aubray: This is so exciting!
Shh.
Aubray: It's like we're secret agents!
Aubray and Genevieve: Hello!
Courtney: Hi. Erika, what are you doing here.
Erika: Long story, but the future of Camp Royalty and Camp Pop is on the line.
Sloane: Well, where is she?
Courtney: Hey, everybody! I have some news. This is Princess Aubray, Princess Genevieve, and...
Pop campers: Erika Juno!
Courtney: How do they know...
Erika: I'll tell you later. Hey, everybody!
Olivia: Everyone, your attention please. Since Erika is notably absent, I've decided to continue with our original number.
Erika: Hold on, Olivia. We have something to tell you.
Genevieve: If we lose this sing-off, Camp Royalty will close forever.
Erika: And the only one who can save it is all of us, together, as a group. I see how important that is now, but we'll need your royal touch, Olivia. Truce?
Olivia: Okay! So, what's going on?
Erika: Well, I went to Lady Anne's office to call my manager...
Courtney: So what do you think? Can we do this?
Sloane: Ahem! Can I play lead guitar?
Courtney: Was there ever a doubt?
Marcus: Yeah! Alright!
Courtney: So, let's get to work!
Finn: Is that the best you've got? Come on! Let's hear it!
Anne: Welcome, one and all, to the first ever sing-off between Camp Royalty and Camp Pop.
Finn: Lady Anne, lovely as always, although that glare off those veneers is blinding! Wish I'd wore my extra dark sunglasses!
Anne: Oh, so sweet, can you believe he's single? You know, I hear opposites attract. Maybe you should find someone funny.
Finn: Well then, let's introduce the judges, shall we? The reigning queen of pop music, Allegra James! Prince Reginald of Thistlebrook!
Anne: And Svetlana Petranova, headmistress of Camp Arabesque!
Girl: Woo! Love you, Svetlana!
Finn: Now what do you say we get this party started?
Anne: May I present to you the Camp Royalty a capella singers!
Olivia: Everybody wants to find out who they are for real
Looking for a way to show it, tell you how I feel
Erika: A melody needs harmony
You've shown me what a friend can be.
Tonight, nothing is what it seems.
Lady Anne: Where is my pizazz?
Clive: I'm sure it's coming, Lady Anne. Good thing there's plan B.
Erika: Life is a song
We are the key
Be who you are
Unlock your dreams tonight
We're showing you what it means
Unlock your dreams
Courtney: I wanna turn it up
So don't you turn me down
'Cause when we get together
We got a rocking sound
Don't need to follow in
Somebody else's steps
We make our own moves
I think you know the rest
Just look around now
Look what you got now
Find yourself in the song
Bring out the beat and the melody
Find yourself in the song
When we're together it's meant to be, yeah
Just look around now
Look what you got now
Find yourself in the song
Bring out the beat and the melody, melody
Find yourself in the song
When we're together it's meant to be
All it takes is one big dream
You better find yourself in the song
When we're together it's meant to be, yeah
Erika: Bring out the beat and the melody, melody
When we're together it's meant to be
Anne: How dare they!
Erika: Bring out the beat and the melody, melody
When we're together it's meant to be, yeah
Courtney: Just look around now
Look what you got now
Erika singing Unlock Your Dreams / Courtney singing Find Yourself in the Song: Tonight, nothing is what it seems / Find yourself in the song
Bring out the beat and the melody, melody
Tonight, we're finding out what it means / Find yourself in the song
When we're together it's meant to be
Life is a song, we've got the key / All it takes is
Be who you are, unlock your dreams / One big dream
Tonight, we're finding out what it means / You better find yourself in the song
When we're together it's meant to be
Finn: Sweet rock and roll!
Erika singing Unlock Your Dreams / Courtney singing Find Yourself in the Song: Tonight, nothing is what it seems / Find yourself in the song
Bring out the beat and the melody, melody
Anne: Find a way to stop this at once!
Clive: How?
Anne: I don't know! Just do it!
Erika singing Unlock Your Dreams / Courtney singing Find Yourself in the Song: Tonight, we're finding out what it means / Find yourself in the song
When we're together it's meant to be
Life is a song, we've got the key / All it takes is
Be who you are, unlock your dreams / One big dream
Tonight, we're finding out what it means / You better find yourself in the song
When we're together it's meant to be
Unlock your dreams
Yeah, you and me
We'll unlock our dreams
Genevieve: Yeah!
Rayna: No! No, no, no, no!
Genevieve: Ooh. Sorry.
Erika: You were amazing!
Courtney: We were amazing!
Allegra: That was spectacular, but what are we supposed to do now? How can we pick a winner if both camps competed together?
Reginald: My dear, I am equally flummoxed. Surely there must be some sort of protocol to follow in the event of such a predicament?
Clive: The entire point of any competition is to declare a winner and a loser! Am I right, Ms Petranova? By the way, love the necklace, it's absolutely stunning.
Svetlana: No! We must vote.
Anne: Never in my life have I witnessed such a travesty! Judges, I must insist you disqualify Camp Pop immediately, and declare Camp Royalty the victor.
Finn: Disqualify? On what grounds?
Anne: Vocal sabotage. No doubt orchestrated by Finn Oxford himself.
Finn: You're out of your mind! I had nothing to do with this!
Erika: Awkward.
Anne: Please. We both know you'd do anything to get back at me for ending our courtship.
Finn: Trust me, I call that a favor. My only regret was not sending a thank you note!
Anne: Clive? Clive!
Erika: Wow. That was a bold move, princess!
Courtney: Thanks. Now what?
Clive: Lady Anne? Lady Anne! Lady Anne? Never fear, I'll get you out of there!
Finn: Oof!
Anne: Must you make that racket?
Finn: Oh, I'm sorry. Is my trying to break us out of here bothering you?
Anne: Oh, I hate to tell you, darling, but you're not strong enough to open a jar of jam, let alone break out of anything!
Courtney: What is taking them so long?
Erika: Not a clue.
Rayna: Y'all don't think they're actually gonna vote?
Genevieve: Out of the question.
Zia / Aubray: They can't! Can they?
Marcus: No way.
Edmund: They couldn't possibly.
Finn: Why am I not surprised, eh? You never did believe in me.
Anne: That's not true, I always had faith in your talent.
Finn: If you thought I was so great, then why'd you dump me?
Anne: Because I knew when you hit it big, you would've run off and left me behind!
Finn: Wait, you knew I'd hit it big?
Anne: Yes, and that I'd never fit into that life. Rock and royalty don't mix, Finn.
Finn: There was always room for you in my life, Annie. There always has been.
Reginald: May we have everyone's attention! The judges have made their decision!
Allegra: After your somewhat unorthodox but amazing performance, I've decided that I can't possibly pick a winner.
Reginald: Nor can I.
Svetlana: I, however, can. Camp Royalty is the victor.
Clive: We won! We won, we won!
Courtney: Well, we tried our best.
Erika: It totally stinks that we couldn't save both camps.
Courtney: I suppose we should let them out of there.
Edmund: Oh.
Marcus: That's not right.
Zia: Ew.
Aubray: Aww.
Anne: You're just saying that.
Finn: Am not.
Anne: Are too.
Erika: What happened?
Courtney: This magic is more powerful than I thought.
Clive: Lady Anne! Did you hear? Victory is ours! Camp Royalty has won and Camp Pop is through! Done! in your face!
Anne: Actually, Clive, that's where you're wrong.
Clive: I'm sorry, what now?
Anne: The situation has changed.
Clive: Uh... oh, Lady Anne, perhaps you're disoriented, maybe even a bit woozy from your ordeal, because, um, um, the judges have made their decision.
Anne: I understand that, Clive, but Finn and I are overruling that decision.
Clive: What? Oh, you can't!
Anne: We can. As a result, we have a tie!
Aubray / Zia: Tie?
Genevieve: It means there's no winner.
Rayna: And no loser.
Erika / Courtney: So both camps are saved!
Clive: How could you do this to me? To us? And why are you holding his hand?
Anne: It turns out rock and royalty can mix.
Finn: We let assumptions about each other keep us from having something special... and we pushed you guys to take sides... but those days are over.
Anne: Therefore, starting next summer, our two camps will merge into one, creating a place that will celebrate rock and royalty alike.
Clive: No! We were supposed to win!
Anne: Now, Clive...
Clive: I bribed a judge for you!
Anne: What?
Clive: Nothing.
Anne: Which judge? Oh, Clive.
Finn: You might wanna make yourself scarce about now.
Clive: No, no, no, I, the thing is, I did it all for...
Courtney: So, any plans for next summer? Going on tour?
Erika: Actually, I think I'm done with the whole pop star-solo-act thing.
Courtney: Really? Maybe you should start a band.
Erika: Maybe I should. Know anyone?
Courtney: I sure do!
Marcus: I am in!
Edmund: That was fun. Yes, well, anyway...
Genevieve: I knew it!
Erika: Now all we need is a killer name.
Courtney: How about Rock 'n Royals?
Edmund: That's a great name.
Rayna: Awesome.
Genevieve: Brilliant.
Zia: Love it!
Edmund: Can't wait.
Erika / Courtney: Can't wait!
Rock 'n Royals: Can't wait!
Erika: One, two, three, four!
Rock 'n Royals: Can't wait to jam by the lake
So many memories to make
Bet we'll be staying awake all night
Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp, whoa
Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp, whoa
Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp!
Erika: Okay
Now
Sometimes you gotta shine
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Courtney: I've spent too much time thinking about
Who I'm supposed to be (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I play by everybody else's rules
That don't seem to right to me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Cause I'm cool, I'm polite on the outside (outside)
But when I get the chance I just run and hide
But if your eyes are closed
Then it gets too hard to see
Erika / Courtney: What if I get afraid? Don't be afraid
What if I just turn away? Don't just turn away
What if I hide my face? Don't your hide your face
What if I lose my breath, my breath?
But then I think, wait
What if I shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
Shine, shine, shine
What if I shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
Shine, shine, shine
What if I
Erika: Should I even care, they're all sitting there
And everybody's staring at me (at me)
Or maybe if I step into the spotlight
I can be set free (yo, whoa)
'Cause I'm cool, I'm polite on the outside (outside)
But when I get the chance I just run and hide
But if you never try
Then I guess you'll never see
Erika / Courtney: What if I get afraid? Don't be afraid
What if I just turn away? Don't just turn away
What if I hide my face? Don't your hide your face
What if I lose my breath, my breath?
But then I think, wait
What if I shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
Shine, shine, shine
What if I shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
Shine, shine, shine
End credits: I can be a hero (uh-uh)
I can be a'strong (yeah, yeah)
I'm not a bird or plane, they should know my name
Not just a girl (not just a girl), uh-huh
I can be free (uh-uh)
Free to be me (yeah, yeah)
I can speak it out now, no doubt
Say "hello" to the world ("hello" to the world)
Scream it out like hey, hey
Don't listen to what they say, say
'Cause it doesn't matter, no way, no way
One goal, one dream, 'cause we're on the same team, hey
(Oh...)
Raise our voices
(Oh...)
Raise our voices
So it's time to show our faces and raise our voices
(Oh...)
We're gonna raise our voices
(Oh...)
We're gonna raise our voices (come on, come on, yeah)
So it's time to show our faces and raise our voices (voices, voices, voices)
You can be you (uh-uh)
I can be me (yeah, yeah)
And it's more than enough
That's all we'd ever need (all we'd ever need)
You can be a champion (uh-uh)
Be on the winning team (yeah, yeah)
I can be the MVP
Going down in history (in history)
Scream it out like hey, hey
Don't listen to what they say, say
'Cause it doesn't matter, no way, no way
One goal, one dream, 'cause we're on the same team, hey
(Oh...)
Raise our voices
(Oh...)
Raise our voices
So it's time to show our faces and raise our voices
(Oh...)
We're gonna raise our voices
(Oh...)
We're gonna raise our voices (come on, come on, yeah)
So it's time to show our faces and raise our voices
You can reach the stars (stars)
Wherever you are (are)
You just gotta believe (believe)
Believe in yourself
You should see yourself (self)
Whenever you see me
One goal, one dream
'Cause we're on the same team, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Oh...)
Raise our voices
(Oh...)
Raise our voices
So it's time to show our faces and raise our voices
(Oh...) we're gonna raise our voices
(Oh...) we're gonna raise our voices (come on, come on, yeah)
So it's time to show our faces and raise our voices
(Oh... oh...)
So it's time to show our faces and raise our voices
(Oh... oh...)
So it's time to show our faces and raise our voices
Clive: Lady Anne? Ahh! Oh...
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 Quote: "Rock your own story." Media: Barbie in Rock 'n Royals | Soundtrack Characters: Princess Courtney | Erika Juno | Princess Aubray | Princess Olivia | Finn Oxford | Stevie | Sloane | Rayna | Zia | Lady Anne | Clive | Princess Genevieve | Unicorns | Marcus | Prince Edmund | Allegra James | Prince Reginald | Svetlana Petranova | Eddie | Phillip | Prince Chadwick | Rock 'n Royals | Junior Campers Locations: Camp Royalty | Camp Pop | Private Island | Camp Arabesque Objects: Magic Royal Scepter Songs: "Gotta Get to Camp" | "What If I Shine" | "When You're a Princess" | "Find Yourself in the Song" | "Unlock Your Dreams" | "Finale Mash Up" | "Raise Our Voices" | "Brand New Sound" |