A/N: Okay, so I have this whole list of ideas that came from John Mayer songs and this is one of them. It's a series of three one shots about my three favorite CR pairings on dates. The first is Jaitlyn, the second is Smitchie, and the third is Natella. This one is the Jaitlyn one-shot. Enjoy! Happy reading!

My Stupid Mouth

By angellwings

Chapter One: Thanks for Playing

1/3

"We bit our lips. She looked out the window, rollin' tiny balls of napkin paper. I played a quick game of chess with the salt and pepper shaker. I could see clearly and indelible line was drawn between what was good, what just slipped out, and what went wrong. The way she feels about me's changed. Thanks for playing, try again."

–John Mayer, "My Stupid Mouth"

Jason sighed ran a hand through his curls. This was bad. This was really bad. Possibly the most awkward date ever. Neither of them had spoken for fifteen minutes. They'd exchanged smiles and hellos outside of her apartment door and then silence quickly took over. Now they were finally at the restaurant and still not a word had been spoken. The hostess led them to their table toward the back of the restaurant and Jason helped his date, Charity, with her chair.

"Oh, thank you," She said with a small smile.

"No problem," He said nervously as he sat down in his own chair. "I hope you like this place."

It was a small Italian restaurant. He'd only eaten there once before but he remembered enjoying it quite a bit.

"It's very quaint," She told him pleasantly.

"Caity eats here once a week. She loves it."

"Caity is your friend from your uncle's camp, right?" Charity asked. She seemed awfully interested in the tablecloth.

He nodded. "Yep, we work there together every summer."

She blinked at him. "Still? Aren't you a little old and…famous to be a camp counselor?"

His brow furrowed. "What does being famous have to do with being a camp counselor? And why should it stop me from doing something I love?"

"I just assumed that during the summers you would be working. You know, touring and such. Not babysitting high schoolers," Charity said casually with a shrug. Jason couldn't tell if she was trying to insult him or if she was just stating her opinion.

He shrugged as well. "My brothers and I like Camp Rock. We love touring, but Camp Rock is the only place we really just get to be us. So, we never give up an opportunity to go. It's as simple as that."

"To each his own, I guess. If I were a rock star I'd rather be traveling the world than watching a bunch of ankle biters," Charity told him as she scanned the menu.

Jason decided not to comment on that one. He sighed and looked down at his menu. He wasn't surprised Charity didn't get it. Not many people did unless they'd personally spent time at camp. He put down his menu and looked at Charity. He wanted to suggest something but he didn't know how she'd take it. He took a deep breath and went for it. "Maybe you should come to camp sometime. See it for yourself."

She laughed and rolled her eyes at him. "Very funny, Jason."

His face fell. "I'm serious. Maybe if you saw it…you'd get it."

"No offense, Jason, but I didn't go to camp as a kid and I'm certainly not going as an adult. I'd feel ridiculous. We're adults, and we should act like it."

"Why?" He asked. "Why do we have to act like adults? That doesn't sound like very much fun to me."

She stared at him and gave him a strange look. He recognized it though. She thought he was stupid. Or naïve. Probably both. Nate and Shane gave him those looks sometimes. Well, everybody gave him those looks on occasion. Everybody except Caitlyn. She never looked at him like that. Ever.

She didn't answer his question or even talk to him for the rest of the night. He supposed he'd said something wrong or she felt like he'd said something wrong. He glanced up to find her staring out the window, and he huffed. This was miserable. He pulled the salt and pepper shakers to him and danced them around the table. He smiled to himself. Anytime he and Caitlyn went somewhere she referred to them as Mr. Salt and Mrs. Pepper. Why couldn't Charity be more like that? He had a feeling Charity would never make a Blue's Clues reference in public. Or at all, really.

He heard Charity sigh and looked up to find her shaking her head at him. The date appeared to be over. It hadn't ever really started, actually, and there certainly wouldn't be another one. All he wanted to do now was get out of here and take Charity home. He had gourmet doughnuts and action movies at home. Both were left over from the previous evening's movie night…with Caitlyn.

His brow furrowed. For a guy who was supposed to be on a date with someone else…he sure was thinking about Caitlyn a lot. That probably wasn't what was supposed to happen on a date. His cell phone rang suddenly and he gave Charity an apologetic glance and excused himself from the table. He walked toward the restrooms and answered his phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Jase, what's up?"

"Caity?" He asked in confusion. She knew he was on a date so why was she calling. "What happened? Is someone hurt?"

"No," She said in an amused tone. "I was just calling."

"But…I'm on a date."

"Oh! I totally forgot! I'm sorry! Did I interrupt anything?" Caitlyn asked. Something about her tone made the apology seem less than genuine.

"No," Jason admitted. "I think I'm on the worst date ever."

"Aw, really?"

"She thinks I'm immature and stupid. I can tell."

"What?" Caitlyn yelled. "You are not immature and stupid! Where are you?"

"Caity, don't do anything impulsive—"

"Just tell me where you are, Curly."

"That Italian place you like so much."

She gasped and he could almost hear her glare. "You took her to Angelo's? My place?"

He gulped. "Yes?"

"We're going to have a very long talk about this later. If this girl thinks you're immature and stupid she's clearly unworthy of eating at Angelo's. Do not let her order a cannoli. She's not allowed to enjoy the pleasure it will undoubtedly give her. Understand?"

"Yes, ma'am," Jason said quickly.

"And don't go anywhere. I plan on saving you from this…this…what's your date's name?"

"Charity."

He heard Caitlyn dry gagging over the phone. "Ew. Please tell me she's not blonde with blue eyes and like the human personification of an angel? Cause I would officially have to throw up."

Jason blushed in embarrassment. "She's…dark blonde."

"Wow, just wow. I'm gonna go now before I barf all over my phone. Sit tight, Jase. I'll be there in a few to get you out of this."

She hung up before he could say goodbye. Jason sighed and stuck his phone in his pocket before rejoining Charity at their table.

"What was that about?" She asked.

"Um, work stuff," he lied.

That sat in awkward silence for a few more minutes before the front door opened and Caitlyn came barging through it. She rapidly approached their table.

"Oh, Jason, thank God! You've got to come with me right now. I just dropped Blue off at the vet. He must have ate something he shouldn't have. The vet needs to talk to you like now," Caitlyn said as she grabbed his hand and pulled him up from the table.

"Who's Blue?" Charity asked as she eyed Caitlyn suspiciously.

"Jason's dog. I was dog sitting for him tonight," Caitlyn lied.

Jason looked between Caitlyn and Charity for a few seconds before nodding and speaking up hesitantly. "Y—yeah, he's my dog."

"Oh," Charity said with a nod. "Then you'd better go."

"I—I can take you home first," Jason offered with a guilty expression.

"I'll just grab a cab. No worries, really. I'll be fine," Charity said as she waved him and Caitlyn away. She seemed to be in a hurry to get rid of them. "Go check on your dog."

As Caitlyn and Jason began to walk away a waiter stopped them and handed Caitlyn a brown paper bag.

"Angelo heard you come in," The waiter said with a small laugh. "He told me to bring these to you."

"Tell Angelo that he's brilliant," Caitlyn said with a smile. She immediately pulled Jason out the door. Once they were outside she released his arm. "There, you're free. Now take me home. I took a cab here and I'm not taking one back."

He placed a hand on the small of her back and led her down the sidewalk. "I'm parked over here." She bit her bottom lip and stared at the arm that went behind her back nervously. He gulped and pulled it away. "Thanks for getting me out of there."

"No problem. I'm used to saving you by now," Caitlyn said with a smirk. "It's my favorite pastime."

When they reached his car he held the car door open for her. She smiled at him and slid inside the car. "Thanks."

He nodded and then walked around the other side to get in the driver's seat. "Do you really want to go home or do you want to go to my place to finish off the doughnuts and action movies?"

"I would love to go to your place," She said quickly before her eyes widened and she continued awkwardly, "…to finish off the doughnuts and watch action movies."

He smirked and chuckled. "I knew what you meant. Listen, um, Caity…"

"Yes?" she asked when his sentence trailed off.

"Tonight, something weird kept happening while I was on that date. I didn't spend a lot of time thinking about Charity…"

She gulped. "You didn't?"

"No, I didn't."

"Then, what…what were you thinking about?" Caitlyn asked hesitantly.

He bit his bottom lip. "You. I spent a lot of time thinking about you."

"Oh," Caitlyn said with a smile. A blush formed on her cheeks and Jason cleared his throat.

"What do you think that means?" He asked.

"I can't tell you what that means, Jason," Caitlyn told him. "You have to figure it out for yourself."

"I…think it means I'd really rather be on a date with you," Jason admitted nervously.

Caitlyn smiled at him and nodded. "That's what I was hoping you'd say."

"You were?" Jason asked as his eye brows rose.

She sighed and rolled her eyes. "I've only been sending you signals for the last two years, Jase."

His brow furrowed. "I—I just thought you were being nice."

"That should have tipped you off right there. Am I ever truly nice?"

"No," Jason answered.

"See? So clearly I was sending you signals," She said as she turned to give him a pointed look.

He leaned toward her with a smirk. "Well, maybe you should have been clearer."

She glared at him as his lips hovered just above hers. "Well, maybe you should have paid attention."

"And maybe I should kiss you now," Jason said with a lop-sided grin.

"Maybe you should," She said as she smiled softly and wrapped her arms around his neck. He leaned forward and teasingly pressed his lips against hers. He was kissing her slowly and softly, and he was driving her mad. She growled softly and pulled him closer. She took charge and kissed him urgently. She ran her tongue across his bottom lip, and he quickly deepened the kiss. He pulled away from her lips and kissed along her jaw before he placed one last lingering kiss on her lips.

She sighed happily and smiled brightly at him. "Let's get to your place. We have cannolis and doughnuts to eat."

"Cannolis?" Jason asked as he started the car.

She waved the brown bag at him. "Angelo knows they're my favorites. Sometimes when he's in a good mood he gives me free ones. Apparently, he was in a good mood tonight."

"Share?" Jason asked with a pout.

"Fine, but only because you're so adorable," Caitlyn told him with a chuckle.

"I'll have to learn to use that to my advantage then."