Author's Note: A little bittersweet; slight Mitchie x Jason. Angst fluff!
"And what do you see when you catch those glimpses?" Mitchie inquire teasingly, sticking her tongue out.
"An angel," Shane answered, rinsing the plate and putting it on the rack.
She let a laugh ripple out, wondering how he could maintain a straight face while saying such things. A fevering flush masked her cheeks. She then scrubbed continuously at the skillet she used for the omelet; it was quite difficult to get the stain off.
"Be right back," he said, going to the bathroom.
Jason suddenly popped in, placing the cup on the counter. "Where's Shane?"
"Uh, bathroom, I think. But I really don't want to know."
"Oh. Need any help?"
Mitchie smiled. "Sure, all you have to do until Shane gets back, just rinse thoroughly what I hand you."
"Got it."
Jason peered over, to see Mitchie pleasantly smiling. He enjoyed it as much as Shane did. Certainly, he was ridiculous at times, but that didn't prevent the nagging feeling above it all.
Before he thought about it, he suddenly said, "I love you."
Her lips broke out into a warm, gentle smile that overwhelmed him. "Of course, I love all of Connect Three. You guys helped me and Caitlyn so much, so thanks. And thanks for helping me with dishes!"
She then left the kitchen to join everybody else.
Jason felt bittersweet. He didn't let his face drop though, he had a slight, melancholy smile. Letting out a gentle laugh, he shook his head.
Shane and Jason joined everybody else on the couches who were just gaping at the screen in the front. On television, a reporter came on and said, "Connect Three were spotted one week ago at a nearby mall!"
A recording was played with Shane and Nate when they were in the jewelry store, purchasing the necklace.
/"This?"/ Shane inquired, pointing at the glass case.
/"You aren't marrying her, you know! Get that."/ Nate answered.
/"That does look nice. Do you think Mitchie will like it?"/
He shrugged, /"Guess so. And it says you can put your own photo in the locket, with custom text."/
/"That's great."/
/"You must really like her, Shane?"/
/"Yeah. Are you getting something for Caitlyn?"/
/"W-What? Just shut up."/
Another recording was played when Jason was in the pet store, engaged in a conversation with the parrot.
Mitchie laughed along with Caitlyn. She then dragged her to the bathroom with her bag, since they didn't apply make-up this morning after showering. They only had enough time to apply lotion.
Caitlyn sprayed her hair with hair spray, holding her locks in place. Mitchie glanced at herself in the mirror, brushing her lengthy, brunette hair.
"I never use perfume," Mitchie said, laughing.
"I don't either. But you should use a little bit."
"Why?" However, as she said that, Caitlyn scattered an alluring scent over her. "Oh, that does smell good…"
They both giggled softly. Mitchie and Caitlyn leaned closer, to apply light eyeliner. "Dark red lip gloss, or light pink?"
"Light pink," Caitlyn answered.
"M'kay," they laughed, "We're being so…"
"Girly…" Caitlyn said.
"Haha, yeah."
They exited the bathroom, laughing profusely, to join Connect Three.
"That took quite a while," Shane commented, as Mitchie seated herself next to him.
"Yeah," Nate agreed as Caitlyn laughed softly. "Sorry about last night?"
They tried to laugh off the uncertainty, but obviously, it didn't leave them.
"I told you, don't be," she answered.
He lowered his tone, he asked, "So how was it?"
"What?" Caitlyn had a puzzled expression, but a pink tint came over her cheeks as she realized what he meant; their kiss. "Oh…it wasn't what I expected my 'first' to be, but it was…good? What about you?"
"I liked it," he smiled sheepishly.
She smiled gently back, biting her lower lip.
The bus came to a sudden stop; and Jason shouted in a giddy tone, "We're here! The park!"
"Park?" Mitchie inquired.
"Yup, it's pretty much a secluded area at this time," Shane bluntly answered.
They got off the bus to be exposed to a refreshing breeze thrashing at their faces. There was nobody else there. The sound of ruffled grass was at their feet. It was a breathtaking scenery, one Mitchie would not soon forget. She cherished the moment, as leaves were swiftly carried away with the breeze; however, she did know they carried from the baring trees. They passed a scene of many trees, their leaves gracefully dancing as the whispers of breezes exceeded them; casting extensive shadow.
The squeaks of the swings at the playground on the park could be heard.
"We have time to have fun, you know," Shane grinned sheepishly.
"Fine then, race you to the swing set!" Mitchie exclaimed.
"Aren't you too old to be- Wait for me!" Shane called after her, and Nate, Caitlyn, and Jason followed.
Shane could run faster than Mitchie, but she sat on the swing first, holding onto the chain that held it together. He went behind her, and pushed her.
"S-Shane! What are you…That's too high!"
"I'm pushing you, sheesh."
Caitlyn laughed, and told Nate, "Push me."
"Fine…"
The day passed by quickly. When it was late at night, everybody was asleep except Mitchie and Jason.
"Mitchie," Jason whispered, as he came to sit next to her.
"…Yeah…?"
"I know you're tired, but please listen to what I have to say."
She was puzzled underneath of all that exhaustion.
"Sure, if it's that important." She wondered why he was acting all serious.
"There's something I want to make a little clearer," he muttered softly.
"Okay, so what's wrong Jace?" She purely questioned, her full, brown orbs glimmering at him.
He knew this would be the most foolish thing he would say. Mitchie would always be Shane's. He felt guilty to even interfere just a bit, even if there was nothing wrong, but he wanted to tell her anyways. "Believe me, I really l-"
She smiled softly. "You don't need to say such things on my behalf."
Twangs of hurt struck him.
Jason embraced her gently. "Please be mine…at least until the night is over."
Author's Note: I wanted to write something other than Smitchie and Naitlyn for once, I hope you guys didn't mind.