HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LOGAN.

Enjoy this first fic. A Natella will be written soon. I got the inspiration from Beth. xD But this was done first and I wanted something to be done on your birthday.

There's going to be multiple parts to this story. So be on the lookout for them. xD

Shane had just gotten out of his last class of the day and was heading to the boathouse to get a canoe for him and Mitchie when he heard a quiet giggle.

"Jase, careful! Don't make me fall. Again."

"Don't worry, Caity. I got a pretty good hold on you now."

Shane sighed and rolled his eyes. Of course it was Jason and Caitlyn. Ever since Caitlyn presented him with a leather wristband at the end of the first Jam, they had been inseparable.

Jason had shown off the wristband in the cabin that night. It had a bird and his initials on it. And on the back it had her initials and a heart.

Shane thought it was goofy.

He decided to interrupt them and cause them mass embarrassment.

That was a mistake.

Jason had Caitlyn pushed up against the big oak tree and his hands were under the back of her shirt and they were in a pretty deep liplock.

Shane immediately flinched and took a step backward to give the couple privacy, but he tripped over a tree root and screamed.

Jason and Caitlyn jumped apart and Jason glared at Shane before stomping over to help him up.

"Dude. What're you doing?" he asked.

Jason gave him a bored look. "Making out with Caity. What were you doing?"

"N-nothing."

Caitlyn rolled her eyes. "He was spying, Jason. Obviously he was hoping to score some tips from the master," she said with a smirk.

Shane snorted. "If you think Jason's a master at making out, you need a lot more experience."

Caitlyn gave him a lop-sided grin. "You volunteering?"

"No thanks. I'm already in a relationship."

Jason cleared his throat. "So are you, Caity."

She turned to him. "Did you just appoint yourself my boyfriend?"

Jason blushed and ran a hand through his hair. "I might have."

She grinned. "Cool. I just got a boyfriend."

Shane rolled his eyes at them as they walked off, hand-in-hand. They were such dorks.

"Don't follow us this time, Gray! I only have twenty minutes until I have to teach a beginners' dance class and I intend to make the most of my remaining time."

Okay, Jason was a dork. Caitlyn was a dork and a terror.