A/N: Before we start this chapter, may I just say that all you guys are amazing? All of your reviews made me smile hugely. So, in short, all of your reviews made me decide not to make it a oneshot. Also, the song in this chapter is Lovebug by, of course, the Jonas Brothers.
Mitchie's POV
"So," I gasped, smirking, "I was under the assumption that we were going for a canoe ride."
"Oh, I'm sorry." Shane grinned mockingly. "I guess I forgot – I was a bit preoccupied back there, y'know."
"I guess." I sighed, pretending to sulk. "But can we please go now?"
"Fine, fine." Shane grinned, leading me by the hand down to the dock.
We grabbed a pair of lifejackets, oars, and got in the same canoe as before. Could it have been really only a few days since we first went on the lake together? It felt more like months; so much had happened. I stepped delicately into the canoe; being careful not to rock it. Shane followed soon after, and pushed us off from the dock.
Oars in hand, we somehow managed to paddle our way out to the middle of the lake without going in even one circle. After making sure no one was around to spot us from other cottages, Shane set his oar down and indicated that I should do the same. We didn't speak for what could have been forever. The silence wasn't awkward with him – it just felt comfortable. Everything I did with Shane was within my comfort zone; I never felt nervous with him, not even for one second. After quite a while, Shane reached down and produced an acoustic guitar from beneath the seat.
My eyes widened, and I fought back a gasp. "Shane, you didn't have to…" I choked out.
"But I did." Shane smiled warmly. And with that, he slipped the strap over his head, strummed a few chords, and began to sing.
"I called you for the first time yesterday
Finally found the missing part of me
Felt so close but you were far away
Left me without anything to say
Now I'm speechless
Over the edge just breathless
I never thought I'd catch this
Lovebug again
Hopeless head over heals in the moment
I never thought I'd get hit
By this lovebug again
I can't get your smile out of my mind
I think 'bout your eyes all the time
Beautiful but you don't even try
Modesty is just so hard to find
Now I'm speechless
Over the edge just breathless
I never thought I'd catch this
Lovebug again
Hopeless head over heals in the moment
I never thought I'd get hit
By this lovebug again
Kissed her for the first time yesterday
Everything I wished that it would be
Suddenly I forgot how to speak
Hopeless, breathless, baby can't you see
Now I'm speechless
Over the edge just breathless
I never thought I'd catch this
Lovebug again
Hopeless head over heals in the moment
I never thought I'd get hit
By this lovebug again
Oh oh!
Lovebug again."
Shane played a few more chords before stopping. Wow. Could he be any more perfect?
"Shane." I sighed. "You are more definitely the most amazing boy…no, man, that I have ever met."
Shane beamed at my praise. "You're not so shabby yourself, either."
I giggled, and all of a sudden, the phrase 'I love you' came to mind. I was shocked. I had only known Shane for half the summer…you couldn't fall in love with someone that quickly, could you?
"Shane." I said again, my voice husky.
Without thinking, I stood, crossed the small space between us, and captured my lips with his. Shane kissed me forcefully back, slipping his hands around my waist to hold me there. It started out as a wobble first – so slight I thought it was just a wave. But then the next thing I knew, I was dumped in the ice cold water.
I rose to the top quickly, thanks to my lifejacket, and broke the surface gasping. "Oops!"
Shane chuckled; he was floating not far away from me. "Way to go, Mitchie. You flipped the canoe."
"Oh my gosh!" I exclaimed. "Your guitar! I'm so sorry!"
"Don't worry." Shane shrugged. "I've got it. A bit of water won't hurt it."
I rolled my eyes. "Yes it will!"
"Okay, maybe it will." He admitted. "But I've got forty more of these at home." Shane grinned.
We managed to flip the canoe back over without much trouble, and somewhere clambered back in without tipping it again. We silently picked up our oars – thankfully, those had not been hard to locate – and made our way back to camp. Half an hour later, and we'd arrived. Back on land, we dragged the canoe onto the beach, and went into the shed to replace our oars and lifejackets.
"Do you know what I just realized?" Shane asked playfully while we were still inside.
"No, I don't." I smiled back.
"You're wearing white." He informed me.
With a gasp, I glanced down and realized that he was right. My white tank top was nearly transparent now, and clearly showed my hot pink bra. "Oops." I repeated.
"Don't worry." Shane said. "There's other things about you I'd rather concentrate on."
I frowned up at him, confused.
"For example," he continued, "Those lips of your's."
And he pushed back up against the wall and kissed me.
I snuck back into my cabin at around four in the morning. Shane and I had made out for about three hours…ahem. We hadn't gone any farther though, which was good. I did have my purity ring to think about, after all. I tip-toed towards my bed; my soaked shoes squeaking dangerously loudly.
"Mitchie?" Caitlyn mumbled, sitting up in her bed.
"Um, hi?" I said tentatively, posing it as a questions.
"Let me guess," she smirked, "You met up with Shane?"
"Um, yeah." I admitted. "And I accidentally flipped the canoe."
Caitlyn snorted. "Smooth."
I raised my eyebrows. "Yeah, yeah. Rub it in."
"Y'know, I think I will-"
Caitlyn was cut off abruptly as Nate burst through the door. "You guys had better come quickly!" He gasped. "It's Shane!"
A/N: The more reviews I get, the faster I'll update. Promise. Also, I swear I'll start off the next chapter with shout-outs and comments to everyone who reviews this! And, just so you know, I have two other Jonas fics you might want to check out.