Barbie In Rock n Royals

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We're almost there, Princess.

Thank you, 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.

No stuffy ceremonies to attend.

The chance to kick off

my glass slippers?

Try some new things.

Maybe even have a little fun?

A novel concept, indeed.

When lining up on the dock,

Pop Campers, please stay on the right,

royals, to the left.

I'm walking over here!

Hey, Sloane!

Hey!

That's great.

Just a few more things.

Thank you so much!

Aubray!

Genevieve,

it's so good to see you!

Hello, Edmund!

Genevieve!

Selfie!

Right?

...like high quality.

Hey, Marcus, don't drop those!

What?

Ugh. Uncultured show-offs.

Hey, check it out.

Spoiled brats.

Where do you want this luggage?

Has anyone seen a pink hat box?

Whoa!

Princess Courtney,

I must take my leave.

But I shall see you

back here in two weeks.

If I need anything, though,

I can call you, right?

I'm sure

that won't be necessary.

Because I'll be having

too good of a time.

That's the spirit!

Eddie, can you pick up the pace?

I was supposed to be there,

like, five minutes ago.

I'm not gonna get a speeding

ticket just because one of us

hasn't met an alarm

she couldn't sleep through.

You're hilarious.

And the slowest driver ever.

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?

Having the spotlight to

yourself can get kinda lonely.

You're surrounded

by tons of people,

but no one really feels

like your friend.

Sorry, kid. I didn't realize

things were that tough.

Don't get me wrong,

I'm not complaining,

I love performing.

I don't know,

maybe things will be different at camp.

Princes, princesses,

let's keep things orderly, shall we?

Ugh.

Ugh.

Oh, dear. We're almost

behind schedule.

Who do we have here?

Oh! Princess Aubray

of Allanbrook!

Princess Olivia of Bellmere!

Erika of...

Oh, that's odd,

there's no kingdom listed.

Uh, I'm sorry, but could you...

Are you Erika?

No, but...

If you would be so kind

as to wait your turn.

- Erika!

- Here!

I'm here!

Sorry I'm...

Whoa!

Oh, gracious me!

Oh, careful!

Oh, sorry!

Let me get that...

Oh, thank you.

You're a princess?

That's what my mom

keeps telling me.

Lady Anne's going to love you.

All right, let's move it along, shall we?

It's time to depart!

Well, see ya!

Thank you!

Oh, good.

No!

Wait, you forgot a name!

I'm... Courtney.

Did you say Courtney?

Whoa!

Mmm-hmm.

Hmm. Isn't it hard to

perform in that ball-gown?

Perform?

Anyway, come with me!

Watch your step!

Whoa!

How's it going?

Hello.

How do you do?

Look at that.

Wow!

It's so beautiful!

Cool!

Awesome!

Can't wait!

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

All right

Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Horseback riding,

fine arts every day

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

High tops, star shades

Speakers, electric bass

Every year it's 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

All right

Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Now we'll get to be

Singin' our own song

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

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Can't wait to see everyone

Can't wait to sing in the sun

You know I'm ready for fun

All right

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

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Gotta, gotta, gotta get to camp!

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yeah!

Hey, gang! I'm Finn Oxford,

your fearless leader here

at Camp Pop.

Yeah!

Yeah!

Greetings to all.

I am Lady Anne,

headmistress and owner

of Camp Royalty.

Yeah!

Yeah!

I hope you superstars

are stoked,

'cause the next two weeks

are all about finding

your own individual sound.

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.

Whether you're into pop,

punk, metal or country,

you'll learn how to shred

a guitar solo,

swagger like Jagger and dress like a diva,

darlings.

From equestrian training and fine

art to a cappella and dance.

A magical experience awaits!

And most of all,

you're gonna have fun!

Now, who's ready to rock the house?

Yeah!

Yeah!

Excuse me, could you...

Um... Oh!

Pardon me, but I think I'm...

Okay.

Ugh.

Watch where you're going.

Sorry.

I'm just a little lost.

No kidding.

Looks like Cinderella took a wrong

turn on her way to the ball.

Don't worry about Sloane.

She's super talented

and super grumpy!

I'll try to remember that.

Wait, are you a...

Princess?

Yes, I am.

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