I think I'm over my writers block.

To be sure, I made a cute little Shaitlyn one-shot.

People have said I'm good at Shaitlyn.

Let's see?

"JASON, WHAT DID YOU DO?"

Caitlyn Gellar was at the docks, messing around with her and Mitchie's new song, One and the Same on her laptop when she heard the scream. She jumped, her laptop, jumping into the water.

She gasped and frowned. "No!" She had everything saved on the laptop. 20 new songs, her new music program she installed today and her private blog. She growled and stomped toward the one cabin she knew it came from; Shane's.

Shane whimpered, touching his now short hair. "Jason!" He wailed. "My awesome hair! It's..It's gone!" Jason shrugged. "So?" Shane frowned, turning around to face Jason. "SO? SO?! My hair was hot! Now look at it." Jason smiled. "I think you look good."

Caitlyn burst in, grabbing Shane by his collar and pushing him against the wall. "YOU LITTLE BASTA-" She took one look at his hair and laughed off her head off. She dropped Shane and doubled over in laughter. Shane held his shirt protectively. Caitlyn stopped laughing soon, her sides were starting to hurt.

"Your hair, it's.. SHORT!" She giggled. Shane gave a deadpan look. "I know," He glared at Jason who didn't notice the look.

"Anyway, I'm gonna punch you in the face!" She punched him in the stomach first.

He bent over, holding his stomach. "What was that for?" He asked in pain. He should've known Caitlyn would do that. First time he met her, she stabbed him with a fork.

Very violent girl.

"You made me drop my laptop in the water, you little boy band popstar!" Shane groaned, holding his stomach. "Well sorry!" Caitlyn towered over him and glared. "Oh no, you're not getting off that easy!"

Shane's eyes went wide.

"What do you want?"

She grinned.

"Well..."

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"Caitlyn, here's one exactly like you had!" Shane exclaimed hopefully, pointing to an old laptop in Walmart. Caitlyn scoffed.

"Oh no, you're buying me a NEW one." She pointed to one that had colorful stars as the cover and was at a price of 130 dollars. "NO WAY!"

She glared at him. "Do you want me to take off your hat?" He held the Red Sox cap securely on his head and shook his head. "No ma'am." She grinned and grabbed the case, setting it on top of the check out stand. "That all?" The girl behind the counter looked up at Shane. "OMG! Shane Gra-" Caitlyn sighed.

"Yeah, yeah. He's here, he's here. Just shut up and ring it up girly."

Caitlyn had a way with fans.

Shane rolled his eyes and sighed. "Credit or cash?" Caitlyn gave her a look. "It's 130! Who the hell has that in cash?" The girl popped the gum she was chewing and glared.

"I was talking to the hottie, ma'am." Caitlyn frowned. "I don't care!" The girl sighed. "Listen, I have guys to kick you out." Caitlyn went to say something again but Shane covered her mouth. "Credit." He slid her a credit card and gestured to hurry up.

Caitlyn bit Shane's hand. "OW!" Shane held his hand, looking at Caitlyn. "You're violent!" The girl went to put the box in a bag but Caitlyn harshly snatched it away. "By the way, I have my foot to stuck up your ass, girly." Shane laughed as they walked out. "Oh man, you're awesome Caitlyn. But violent."

Caitlyn smiled. "I know." Shane frowned. "Can't believe you made me pay 130 bucks for a laptop. You're such a computer geek."

"Did you just call me a computer geek?" Shane blinked.

"Um," Caitlyn tore off his cap and the people surrounding them gasps. "SHANE, WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR?" The girls screamed in anger. As they walked to Caitlyn's car, Shane grimaced.

"I freaking hate you Caitlyn."

"I love you too, Popstar."