Winners for pairings: Smitchie (DUH), Natlyn, and Jasella.

So if I decide on a little romance this is what the couples shall be. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock or Fall Out Boy. But I wish I did.

"BULL SHIT IT'S YOUR BAD!" I yelled.

(Nate's POV)

"It was a honest accident." I said hammering the nail into the wood so it would stay.

"Why are you being so mean? This isn't like yo- Oh my god." Shane said standing up all of a sudden.

"NO! YOU CAN'T HAVE IT!" I yelled running to my bag and jumped on top of it hoping I didn't crush the stuff.

"Nate! Give it to me. You aren't suppose to have it!" Shane said holding his hand out.

"NO! YOU'LL NEVER TAKE IT AWAY!" I screamed biting his hand.

"YOU LITTLE BRAT! GIVE IT TO ME!" Shane yelled tackling me and attempted to grab my precious.

I grabbed my bag and pushed him off me then jumped on to the bed and held the bag. "My precious…you won't take away my precious." I said feeling my eye twitch.

"Nate. Give it…or I'll make Jason sing." Shane said to me.

"No! You wouldn't!" I said. Jason was a horrible singer. Why do you think he just played guitar? (No offense to Kevin fans. It's only a character trait needed for a story! I'm sure Kevin sings like god just like his brothers!).

Shane took out his iPhone. "Try me." He said scrolling through his contact list.

"Fine." I said admitting defeat and handed him the bag.

"Thank you Nate. Now go drink some water and pee it all out of your system." Shane said and threw away every trace of sugar in the bag. Yes, that's right, sugar is the source of Nate's craziness. Who guessed it?

"Yes Shane." I mumbled glumly walking over to the fridge and starting drinking water and peeing it out like an anorexic girl.

"All done?" Shane asked when I walked out of the bathroom.

"Yeah. I kind of miss being jittery and crazy." I said and sat down at the table putting a nail against the wood again to add another wall to the birdhouse.

"I don't! You're a crazy man with sugar!" Shane said putting two other pieces of wood together.

I looked at the wood Shane was putting together. "Shane! You're suppose to put the wood together in an L shape! Not on top of each other!" I exclaimed.

Shane looked at the wood. "It's double padded. The birds will be safer." He said dumbly.

"You really think birds are going to live in these?" I replied surprised.

"Well they sure as hell better! I'm not making them a house for no reason!" Shane retorted making a snorting noise.

"…Whatever dude. I'm just doing this to make Jason shut up. Why don't you cut the wood to make the roof or something." I said grabbing the wood from him and somehow pulled the two pieces apart then nailed them together the right way. Then I looked over at Shane to see him attempting to cut the wood with scissors. "Am I the only functional person in this band? God, I knew I should've joined Fall Out Boy." I mumbled taking the wood and cut it so they made a triangle and attached them to the rest of the birdhouse. I took another piece of wood and glued it with a hot glue gun to the bottom and when I was trying to find a place to put the perch I realized…we never made the hole.

"GOD DAMMIT! I HATE LIFE!" I yelled.

"What stupid fifteen year old problem do you have now Nate? Because I already tried to help you ask out Caitlyn but you being retarded told her that her hair reminded you of a dying bush." Shane said to me.

"Shut up! I was nervous! But we forgot to make a hole in the birdhouse!" I said blushing and remembered how hard she stomped on my foot.

"Why do we need a hole? The rain would get in there then!" Shane exclaimed.

"Retard." I mumbled under my breath and just took the saw and made what looked more like a triangle. "Good enough." I said to myself and attached the perch.

"Hey! We made the birdhouse!" Shane said.

"I made the birdhouse. You can paint the stupid thing now." I said shoving the birdhouse into Shane's arms.

"Uh…okay." He replied.

I sighed happily and went to my precious guitar so I could play my heart out.

So, what did you all think?? Review please!