A/N: I didn't edit the grammar and spelling on this well so if it sucks tell me please!! BTW they'll be one...two...or three more chapters more. It's gonna end!! BUM BUM BUM! hahaha

Shane and Mitchie laid on Nate's bed, looking at the ceiling. An hour and a half of making out really makes you tired. Mitchie was laying on Shane's arm while smiling. Shane was still panting for air. Rookie. Mitchie thought.

"Hey." She said, nudging him. Shane turned to her and smiled. He kissed her forehead and Mitchie smiled even more. "Had fun?" Shane laughed a little.

"Hell yeah." Mitchie put her arm around Shane's chest and hugged him. It was silent. Mitchie thought back, remembering the look on Shane and Terrence's faces when they saw each other.

"Question." Mitchie said. Shane turned to her again. "Why do you and Terrence hate each other so much?" Shane frowned and sighed.

Ten years ago…

"Woo! I love my new skateboard!" Shane said, hopping onto his skateboard. He stopped and hugged his parents. "Thank you guys so much!" Nate and Jason hugged their parents with him.

"Thank you so much!" Jason said.

"Thank you so, so, so, so much!" Nate said in his six-year-old, high pitched voice. Denise and Paul laughed and hugged their sons.

"I'm glad you love your Christmas presents." Paul said. "They cost my entire Christmas bonus." Jason, Shane, and Nate pulled away.

"You spent your entire Christmas bonus on us?" Shane asked, started to feel guilty. He looked at his skateboard. Jason and Nate looked at their skateboards too.

"You could of spent it on something more important - like our bills and mortgage for example?" Jason said. Paul and Denise looked at each other and sighed. Paul bent down so he was at his son's level.

"I bought these for you because I wanted you to have them. It's my Christmas gift to you and I want you to enjoy them." Paul said. Jason, Shane, and Nate looked at each other and smiled.

"We love them, dad." Shane said.

After they opened the rest of their Christmas gifts, the brothers raced outside to try out their skateboards. Shane easily sped through their small front yard. Nate struggled but he managed and Jason slowly skated, not wanting to hurt himself.

Then they stopped once they heard something. A loud vroom came from the forests. Then a boy from Shane's grade, Terrence, came racing in with a motocross bike. "Watch out!" The boy yelled. Shane, Jason, and Nate ran away form him, but caused Terrence to run over their new skateboards. None of them survived.

Terrence stopped and hopped off of his motorbike. "You guys okay?" He asked. Shane glared at him.

"No! You broke our new skateboards!" He yelled. Terrence looked at the skateboards and shrugged.

"Sorry." He said, not sounding like he cared at all. Shane charged towards at him, but Jason held him down.

"You better be sorry! My dad paid for all of those skateboards with his Christmas bonus!" Shane yelled, kicking and squirming. Terrence backed away.

"Relax dude. It's not like I ruined something valuable."

"Do you wanna say that again?" Jason asked, getting mad. Nate frowned and started running towards Terrence. He tackled him onto the floor. Nate started swinging punches at Terrence. It wasn't as hurtful since he was only six.

"You better get us new skateboards you jerk or I'm telling on you!" He yelled. Terrence easily threw Nate off of him. Nate landed hard on the floor and scraped his knees. His eyes watered and his lip quivered. Jason let go of Shane to help Nate while Shane ran over to Terrence and punched him straight on the face. Terrence winced in pain and fell back onto the floor. Shane was about to kick him but Jason pulled him away.

Terrence got up and started his motorbike and biked as fast as he could back to his house. Shane breathed in heavily, angry. Paul and Denise walked outside.

"What is going on-" Paul started but he stopped once he saw that the new skateboards he bought were instantly trashed. His face completely fell.

"Dad - it's not our fault!" Shane started. Paul put a hand up to stop him from talking. He walked over to the skateboards and picked them up. Paul looked at his sons, not even asking for an explanation.

"It was this boy-" Shane tried again, but Paul closed his eyes and shook his head. He walked into the house with a sad expression. Shane, Jason, and Nate looked at their mom. Denise just followed her husband, leaving them out in the snow.

Shane folded his arms and frowned. He kicked the snow. "I hate that Terrence kid." He muttered.

"Me too. Someone needs to teach that guy a lesson." Jason said.

"D-definitely." Nate said, not to cry.

Mitchie widened her eyes once Shane finished his story. "Wow. Terrence is a jerk. But shouldn't your dad let you guys explain?" She asked. Shane shrugged.

"He never gave us the chance. Dad completely forgot though. We never mention the word 'skateboard' or he'll start acting all sad and stuff. I can't handle that." Mitchie touched Shane's arm.

"I'm sorry." She whispered and kissed his cheek. "One thing's for sure. I am never going to like Terrence ever again." Shane scoffed.

"Like anyone could. I wonder how his parents deals with him." Mitchie gave Shane a small smile, but she could see it in Shane's eyes that he's still guilty. Mitchie kissed Shane's cheek again and she got up. Mitchie stretched and walked into the bathroom.

Shane still laid on the bed, smiling. At least I have you, Mitchie. He thought. Shane got off of Nate's bed and walked out of the room. His hair was messed up and his clothes were ruffled up. He found Nate and Jason, eating Christmas cookies and watching TV. Jason raised his eyebrows at his brother.

"You didn't…" He started.

"No." Shane interrupted. He knew where his brother was going at. Nate laughed.

"Please, like he would try. Shane we be so lost, it wouldn't even be funny." He said. Shane rolled his eyes.

"O and like you lost your virginity? You're the one with the girlfriend who doesn't want to kiss you." Shane said back. Nate rolled his eyes, defeated. Mitchie came out of the room and smiled.

"Wow, I am so not used to sibling arguments." She said. Everyone stared at her, weirdly. "O, sorry. Continue." Shane, Jason, and Nate smiled a little. "Well I'm hungry. Wanna make me something to eat?" She asked them. Shane raised his eyebrows.

"Demanding much?" He said, smirking.

"Hey, once a brat, always a brat." Mitchie said, smiling. She pulled Shane into the kitchen. "Plus, you wouldn't want me anywhere near kitchen appliances…or cleaning appliances…or any appliances. Unless you want a big accident in your house." Shane laughed.

"Okay, okay. I'll make you something to eat. Stop complaining." Shane said. Mitchie smiled and kissed his cheek.

Mitchie sat on the counter and watched as Shane opened the fridge. "Can I have fried lobster with butter on the side?" Shane raised his eyebrows at his girlfriend.

"How about something that we actually have?…or at least have even seen." He said. Mitchie scratched her head.

"Uh…a sandwich?" She asked. Shane smiled.

"That I can do." As Shane made the sandwich, his eyes wandered towards Mitchie. She was kicking her feet back and forth while she looked around the small kitchen. Shane slowly checked her out. Her body was absolutely perfect. It was the body many men wish their wives or girlfriends have. Plus, her face absolutely screams out 'hot and rich'. Mitchie noticed Shane's wandering eyes.

"Up here, sweetie." Mitchie said as Shane looked at her chest. Shane blushed and looked away. Mitchie rolled her eyes and continued searching around the room. Shane put the other bread on top of the lettuce and handed it to Mitchie.

"All done." He said, hoping that she completely forgot about what just happened. Mitchie smirked at Shane.

"I'm guessing you enjoyed the view?" She asked. Shane blushed and looked down. Mitchie laughed a little and rolled her eyes again. She bit into her sandwich as Shane sat next to her on the counter. "This is actually good. What did you put in it?"

"Ham, mayonnaise, and lettuce." Mitchie bit into the sandwich again.

"Wow, to think I would like grocery store bought food." Mitchie laughed.

"You're spoiled battiness is showing." Mitchie smiled at Shane's remark. She playfully elbowed him and he playfully elbowed her back. Nate walked in and made a face.

"Ugh. Gaga goo-goo time. Lame." He said.

"Like you don't do this with your girlfriend." Mitchie said.

"I don't."

"Well that explains a lot. Like…why she doesn't kiss you."

"That's out of the subject!" Nate answered back. Mitchie laughed.

"Chill Nate. Don't get all jumpy." Mitchie finished her sandwich and hopped off the counter. "Now excuse me, but I'm freezing my butt off. Seriously, I can buy you guys a heater." Mitchie said, rubbing her shoulders. Shane rolled his eyes.

"Honestly Mitchie, can you please stop complaining about us not having a heater? It's not like it's the end of the world." Shane said.

"Actually I wouldn't mind having a heater. Hey, that can be your Christmas present to us." Nate said, smiling.

"I would love to." Mitchie said, walking towards the fireplace. Really. I would. She thought. Mitchie sat next to the large fire to warm herself up. Shane sat on the couch and wrapped the blanket around him. Mitchie looked at him. "Don't act as if you don't want that heater, Shane." Shane simply smirked and looked away.

"I'm not saying anything." he said in a sing song voice.

"Okay. Just go ahead and live in the deep frozen tundra of Lake Tahoe. I'll miss you when you get frozen up by the major drop of temperature. Hey, maybe I can blowtorch you or something." Mitchie joked. Shane smiled at his girlfriend.

"You know you wouldn't let that happen to me. I'm way too cool for that." Shane joked. Mitchie laughed. She sat next to Shane and cuddled next to him.

"That's because I love you too much." Mitchie instantly closed her mouth and looked the other direction. Shane looked at Mitchie weirdly. Did she just said love? He thought. Mitchie acted as if she didn't say anything at all. She just stared at the fire as if nothing just occurred.

Why the hell did you say that Mitchie?! You're not supposed to tell your boyfriend you love him on thesecond day you're dating! What is freaking wrong with you?! She yelled in her head. Now Shane probably thinks I'm going way too fast and he might break up with me and…Mitchie didn't want to continue her thought. Let's look at the bright sight. Your first boyfriend and he doesn't like you because you're rich. Actually…he hates you because you're rich. Whatever though.

Mitchie got up and walked to Nate's room. Shane watched her as she closed the door behind her. Mitchie jumped onto Nate's bed and buried her face into one of the pillows. She sighed then groaned.

"You are so stupid." Mitchie told herself.

Shane walked to her room and knocked on the door. "Mitchie?" he asked. Mitchie didn't respond clearly. She gave him a muffled yes. Shane tried to open the door but Mitchie locked it. He sighed. "Love ya too." Then he walked away.

Mitchie's head shot up. She ran to the door and quickly unlocked it. She yanked it open stared at Shane. "What did you say?" she asked. Shane shrugged.

"Love ya too." He said, calmly. Mitchie smiled.

"Really?"

"Duh. Come here, kid." He said, pulling her into a hug. Mitchie laughed.

"I'm not a kid! Do I have to remind you that I'm sixteen?" She told Shane. He shrugged.

"You're still a kid to me."

"Well that means that you're way to old for me then."

"Who cares." Shane kissed the top of her head. Mitchie smirked and pulled Shane into Nate's room. She locked the door and they started kissing passionately on Nate's bed again.

Nate groaned as he found out what they were doing. Jason laughed. "Dude, you're bed is so unholy now." He said to his brother. Nate waved his hands, telling Jason to shut up.

"Don't remind me." Nate said with his eyes closed.

"Shane's kinda lucky. At least his girlfriend loves to make out with him." Jason said. Nate sighed.

"True." He said. He smirked. "But I'll give them a little piece of my mind."

"For what?"

"For soiling my bed."

The next day, Mitchie woke up, smiling. She then realized that her shirt and pants were gone. "What the hell?" She thought. Mitchie instantly pulled the blanket over her as she felt the cold air prickle her skin. Then she heard a yell.

"What the hell?!" She heard Shane scream, angrily. "Nate! Jason! Get your asses over here!" He yelled, not caring who was listening.

Jason groaned. "Why?" He yelled. Shane came stomping into his room, wearing his robe around him. "Where the hell are my clothes?!" Jason looked at Nate, who was faking to be asleep.

Shane pushed Nate off the bed. "God!" Nate yelled as he landed on the floor. "What's your problem?" He said, trying not to laugh. "Besides the fact that you're naked right now."

"Where the hell are my clothes?" Shane asked. Nate smirked and shrugged. Then the door swung open. Mitchie was wearing the first thing she found - a red and gold shirt and black sweat pants - and was looking angry.

"Who stole my clothes?" She asked in a dangerous tone. She looked from Shane to Jason to Nate.

"You stole Mitchie's clothes too?!" Shane yelled. Mitchie squinted her eyes at Nate.

"Don't make me ship you off to a remote island where you have to work in the coal mines for the rest of your life living just on forty-three cents!" She grabbed Nate by the shirt and pulled him in. "Now where is my four hundred eighty-seven dollar BCBG pajamas?!"

"Four hundred and eighty-seven dollars?" Nate, Shane, and Jason said at the same time, surprised.

"Wait - you stripped my girlfriend's clothes off?!" Shane yelled.

"No…" Nate lied. "Look, you're ridiculously priced pajamas are in the bathroom. Relax okay." He said to Mitchie.

"Why did you take our clothes in the first place?" Mitchie asked, letting go of Nate.

"Because you guys keep on making out on my bed!"

"Well sorry. It's not our fault that Alex doesn't want to make out with you." Shane said. Nate rolled his eyes.

"That's out of the statement."

"And your prank so crossed the line. Do you know how freaking cold it is in your house!" Mitchie yelled. "I almost died when I woke up this morning!" She stomped back into Nate's room to get her pajamas.

"Dude that was a hella stupid reason to hide our clothes." Shane said.

"Then make out in your room! Not in mine!" Nate yelled. He pushed Shane out of the room. "Now leave! I want to get some sleep!"

So the four 'young adults' went back to sleep. It was December 23rd. Just two more days until Christmas. Denise and Connie were in the living room, talking about the Christmas party at the club while Paul and Richard were talking about the boys.

"So every year, there's a club near our house and that's where we celebrate our Christmas." Denise said. "We would love to show you it." Connie smiled.

"That's sounds fabulous! Mitchie will have a great time there…unless Shane doesn't come." The two mothers smiled.

"I can't believe they're dating." Denise said. "It's kind of odd though."

"Very. But it doesn't concern us. I'm glad it's Shane. If it was another boy three years older than my daughter than I absolutely wouldn't allow it." The mothers laughed. "I like Shane. He's a nice boy."

"Yes and Mitchie is…entertaining." Connie laughed a little.

"Yes, I know she can be rude. But at least you saw the sweet side of her."

"Point taken. She can be a very sweet girl."

"O, and did you hear Shane and Mitchie yelling at Nate this morning?" Denise groaned.

"I don't even want to know what happened. If my boys keep their trouble at this rate, I might as well be retired." Connie laughed.

"Try having a stubborn daughter who demands many expensive things." They laughed again. "Well enough about our children. Let's talk about this club you'll be taking me on Christmas."

Mitchie opened her door and walked out of the room. Her mother was surprised to see that she was wearing a normal shirt with sweatpants. Mitchie didn't look like she was in a good mood either. She stomped her way to the kitchen and sat down in the dining table.

"Do you think she's okay?" Denise asked, noticing Mitchie's behavior.

"I think we should leave her alone. She can get very…err…cross when she's mad." Connie said.

Shane opened his door too. He was wearing his pajamas and looking annoyed. "That little mo-fo is so going to pay." He said under his breath. "Taking my freaking clothes while I'm sleeping. God damn kid."

"Good morning, Shane." Connie said to him. Shane smiled a little up at her.

"Good morning." He said and walked to the kitchen. Mitchie was sitting down with her arms folded and glaring at the table. When they looked at each other, they smiled. Their grumpy mood instantly died down.

"Morning." Mitchie chirped.

"Good morning." Shane said. He kissed Mitchie's neck and she laughed a little. "I can use your tickle spot against you, you know."

"I would love to see you try."

"Be careful what you wish for." Shane winked at her. Mitchie stuck her tongue out at him and smiled.

Later on, Mitchie wandered out of the cabin. She roamed the forest, not knowing where she's going. Mitchie started getting worried. "God you're such an idiot, Mitchie." She whispered to herself when she knew that she was completely lost. Mitchie took out her iPhone and started looking for service.

Terrence was also in the forest though. He lives near the trees in Lake Tahoe. He heard Mitchie walking around and stepping on the loud branches and decided to check what's going on. He hid behind a tree as Mitchie held her cell phone high in the air, looking for service.

"Yes! Thank you god!" She said as she finally had service. Mitchie quickly dialed the Greys' house number. Shane picked up.

"Hello?" He said.

"Shane! Come here please! I have no freaking idea where I am!" Mitchie panicked.

"Mitchie, calm down! Where are you near?"

"A huge freaking forest." Mitchie said.

"Uh, do you know which direction you walked?"

"I don't know! Forward!" Shane rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, that helps a lot." He said sarcastically.

"Well sorry, I'm not a forest ranger!" Mitchie yelled.

"Shhhh. Calm down Mitchie." Shane said again. Mitchie took a deep breath and calmed down. "Okay, now tell me, where do you think you are?"

"I'm near the lake but in a forest place thingy. Like near the road too." Mitchie said, hearing cars pass by quietly.

"Okay I know where you are. Just stay right where you are. I'll be right there." He said then hung up. Mitchie sighed and put her iPhone away.

"Someone lost?" Terrence said. Mitchie jumped and spun around. She frowned and glared at Terrence.

"What do you want?" She asked with her hands on her hips. Terrence shrugged.

"Nothing really. Just one thing actually." He walked towards Mitchie and put his hands on her shoulders. "One special thing." Mitchie rolled her eyes and pushed Terrence's hands away from her arms.

"O that's too bad. You don't always get what you want." Mitchie snapped. Terrence scoffed.

"You and I both know that people like us always get what we want. People like Shane for example…don't."

"You better shut up if you know what's good for you." Mitchie said, getting mad. Terrence put his hands back on Mitchie's arms and smiled a fake but warm smile at her. Mitchie raised an eyebrow and looked at him weirdly.

"Give me one thing and I'll leave you alone. Just one kiss." He said, smirking. Mitchie looked down. She thought about this carefully. It's just a kiss. I mean - I can make a deal out of this. She thought.

"If I do that you have to leave Shane, Jason, Nate, and their girlfriends alone too." Mitchie said. Terrence looked behind Mitchie to see Shane coming. Terrence looked down at Mitchie.

"Deal." He said. He leaned down and kissed her. Mitchie was about to pull back until Terrence deepened the kiss. Shane saw the action and froze. Why isn't Mitchie pulling away? He thought.

After ten seconds, Terrence pulled away. "Bye Mitchie." He winked. Mitchie rolled her eyes and turned around to see Shane.

"Shane…" She whispered surprised. Shane rolled his eyes and started walking away. "Shane! Wait!" She called after him. Mitchie caught up to him and stood in front of him. "Let me explain!"

"Explain what? That you rather make out with a rich boy than me? It's okay, I understand." Shane said.

"That's not true though! Just let me explain!"

"No. I rather not. I know you're just going to lie to me." Shane looked at Mitchie. "Come on, let's get back to the cabin so we can live our normal lives again. Where you're the rich and spoiled brat while I'm the poor boy who still doesn't have a girlfriend." Shane brushed past her and walked ahead of her.

Mitchie stared at the back of his head with her eyes watering.