Hey! Glad you liked the last chapter so much. Not much to say about this one. Or in general. Oh! There is a little matter of… 5 reviews away from 600! And that I think the milk in my cereal is going bad as I eat it. … Anyway, enjoy this random chapter.

Chapter 21

We stayed up most of the night talking. After moving to the couch to talk, we eventually fell asleep somewhere in the wee hours of the morning. I awoke to voices a few hours later.

"They were the whole point of not sleeping together last night." I recognized Anastasia's voice laughing slightly.

"Why are we up? We have the whole day to chill, why can't I sleep?" Nate mumbled.

"We wanted to watch HotTunes, that's why!" Caitlyn said.

"Why? I hate that show." Nate complained. I heard the TV click on, and finally opened my eyes and blinked. I felt Shane stirring, too.

"Must you be so loud?" Shane complained.

"Yes." Anastasia laughed extra loudly. Shane glared at her through half opened eyes. I kept quiet, and just stayed where I was. I was laying between Shane's legs, resting against his chest.

"Ooh." Caitlyn said sitting on my feet to watch the TV.

"Your welcome, Cait." I said wiggling my toes under her. She ignored me as the opening of the news report started.

"Uh, we don't care about them." Cait whined.

"Fans were in awe as Connect 3 brought their girlfriends out on stage last night, singing a never before heard song. The girls were in tears while their boyfriends sang to them. The night reportedly ended in an almost 5 minute kiss between each couple. We've said it before, and we'll say it again: these are some lucky girls. These seem to be the sweetest guys out there."

"Wow. We look like crap." I laughed. We all had makeup running down our faces.

"Yeah." Anastasia agree. "Did we really kiss for that long?"

Caitlyn looked over at her, "I don't know. I wasn't keeping time."

"Ha. You're funny." Anastasia made a face at Caitlyn, who made one back.

"Real mature, guys." I said looking between the two.

They shared a look and replied, "Sorry, Mommy." I blushed as I glared at them. Shane laughed underneath me.

"So, now that we're all awake, can we eat?" Shane asked changing the subject. I saw Caitlyn and Anastasia about to make another comment but they opted not to.

"Yes, please." Nate begged. "I haven't actually eaten since breakfast yesterday. I don't think any of us did."

"Oh, we should totally go out to eat tonight!" Jason suggested. We all agreed.

Rich came in around that time. "Wow, you're all awake. You guys really seem to do everything together. Anyway, we are at the hotel, you guys are all checked in. We got floor suite with 5 rooms for all of us. Each room has a bathroom in it. You can go get showered and everything and then go do as you wish. Be back tonight and I will be checking in with each girl and/or couple periodically to ensure nothing funny is occurring." By the time Rich finished his spiel, we were all on our way to the back already. Shane had grabbed my stuff and his and went back to Rich first.

"Key?" He asked.

Rich handed each guy a key. "Please, everyone go up together. Then I don't care, but at least going in." Everyone nodded and made our ways out of the bus. "Mitchie!" He called out to me a few seconds later. We all looked back at him. He called me back to him. He whispered in my ear "Cover your neck, please?" I gasped and my hand shot up to my neck. I think my mouth open and closed a few times. Speaking to all of us, he laughed, "Fair warning, I see anything like that again, I will be forced to take action. If you're going to leave evidence, don't let me see it."

We all nodded again and headed into the hotel lobby. My hand was on my neck and I was blushing like crazy as we filed into the elevator. As we headed up to the floor, we agreed to meet back in 45 minutes. Shane opened our door and moved inside. It wasn't huge, but it was comfortable. It had one big bed in the middle of it with a dresser and a TV. Shane dropped our stuff on the bed and sat down.

"You wanna shower first?" He asked. This was where we clearly did not thinking this out. We had 5 bathrooms available to us, and yet we decided to only us 3 of them. And to make it worse, we had hormonal teenagers sharing these bathrooms with their girlfriends and boyfriends. Hmm. This sounds dangerous.

"Yeah. Sure." I grabbed my shower stuff and headed into the bathroom. 10 minutes later, I realized Shane had to get in there asap if he was going to straighten his hair in time. Not thinking properly, I walked out of the bathroom in two towels. One around my body, the other around my head. I could have at least grabbed the bathroom, but did I? No.

"Babe, get in there." I said walking to my bag at the end of the bed. He stayed there for a moment and then stood. I didn't think anything of it as I heard the door close. I hadn't been looking at him, so I didn't notice the way he had been looking at me.

I realized as I began getting dressed that my boyfriend had just seen me in my towel. I tried to calm myself down before he came back out. This was the last thing we needed after the conversation we had the night before. I couldn't be freaked out. It was fine. He'd see more in a bathing suit.

I was standing in jeans and a bra when he came back out. He cleared his throat and had his eyes closed as he leaned in the doorway, holding his towel to his waist. "Baby, can you put a shirt on?" He asked. I nodded, though he wasn't looking at me, and tried to not stare at him.

"Sorry." I said slipping on the shirt I'd planned on wearing.

"Stop freaking out." He commanded, going through his own bag.

That startled me. "I wasn't."

He walked over to me, still only in a towel. "You can't lie to me, Mitch. I know you." I got distracted by his hair and began playing with the curls. "You were standing there for about 3 minutes staring off into space when I came out." I smacked him for standing there for 3 minutes.

"Go get dressed." I commanded tugging lightly on his hair.

He smiled. "Not gonna help me this time?" He teased heading into the bathroom.

"Nope!" I laughed as I began drying my hair.

A loud banging on the door caught my immediate attention. A frazzled Nate stood in front of me. "What's wrong?"

"I- she- naked- bad idea." Nate said sitting on the bed. "Who's idea was this?"

I laughed and thought for a moment. "Either your's or Stas. And it's not like you haven't seen her naked before, nor are you the only one who has had an awkward experience this morning as a result of this."

"So Shane saw you naked, too?" Nate asked hopeful.

"No." Shane laughed coming out of the bathroom now fully dressed and towel drying his hair. "Mitchie came out in only her towel and didn't realize it until I was already in the shower."

"That's not as bad. I had to get my gel, because the humidity is- ugh, anyway, I opened the door to grab it off the sink where I left it and she was getting out of the shower, and… yeah." Nate explained.

"Like Mitchie said, it's not something you haven't seen before- wait, this isn't about you seeing her naked because it was awkward, is it? This is about you- Mitchie, why don't you go check on Caitlyn." I shrugged and left the guys to talk. I took my hair dryer with me and went to Caitlyn's room.

"Cait, it's me, open up." She opened the door and looked like she was crying. "Aw, what's the matter?" I asked.

"He- and then he- god I hate guys." She said sitting on her bed. Her curls were beginning to friz and I knew she'd be made later.

"Why don't we worry about stupid Nate later, okay?" I said as I began drying my hair again. She nodded and started to gel her hair, glaring at it as she did. "And for the record, I think it's a completely different reason than you think." I said.

"Really? He told you?" She asked surprised.

"He sorta was freaking out. Shane told him about our adventure and he told us about yours. Shane's talking to him now. I have a feeling it was more of a 'Oh my god, I remember why I slept with her, I really want to again, crap!' than a 'Oh my god, I just saw my girlfriend naked, wow this is awkward. I think I'm gonna run away before she overanalyzes this.'" Caitlyn laughed.

"I like that reason better."

A knock sounded on the door. "Caity?" Nate asked uncertain.

"Okay, I'll go finish this in my own room." I laughed taking my hair dryer with me again and letting Nate in. Nate smiled at me as he entered.

As I entered my own room again, Shane was in the bathroom straightening the last section of his hair. "No fair." I pouted.

"What?" He asked.

"I was hoping it'd still be curly when I got back." He laughed before kissing me quickly. "I just need to finish my hair, can you find my socks in my bag?" He nodded. A few minutes later he came back with socks, looking sheepish. "That took a lot longer than expected." I teased.

"Couldn't find the right pocket." He said not looking at me. My face turned bright red.

"Which pockets did you find?" He wouldn't answer. "Seriously? Which one?" He still wouldn't answer. "Both of them? Shane!" I hit him in the arm gently with my hair dryer.

"It's not my fault. Would you have liked me to say, Mitchie, which pocket is it? Cause I can't seem to find it. I found your bras, oh wait, now I found your underwear, too." He asked.

I pouted. "I don't like you sometimes." He kissed my pout away.

"Sure you don't." He teased going back out to the main room to put on his own shoes.

That morning was entirely too awkwardly un-awkward. For all the awkwardness that had occurred, it didn't feel awkward. It was as if Shane and I understood each other a lot better now. Awkward occurrence were going to happen, but now we were able to move on without letting them get in our way.

"Girls!" I yelled into the main room a little while later. Caitlyn and Anastasia stuck their heads out of their doors. "Help?" I asked pointing to my neck. They laughed and we met up in Jason and Anastasia's room.

Anastasia reapplied the cover up, and Caitlyn handed me a chocker necklace. It reminded me of Jacob's collar. It was a green leather strap with black squiggles all over it. It would cover the faint purple you could still see through the cover up and the cover up itself, which wasn't exactly my skin tone.

"Can we eat now?" Jason asked from the doorway. Shane and Nate were behind him shaking their heads in agreement.

"Yes." We laughed and stood up to leave the room.

"Green. I like it." Shane said kissing my cheek. I rolled my eyes.

Caitlyn shrugged. "I didn't have one that matched her shirt, and everyone knows that you love green."

"Good thinking, Cait," Anastasia laughed, "Now he'll be inclined to leave more marks."

Imitating Anastasia, Shane replied, "Now he'll be inclined to leave more marks." Returning to his own voice, he continued, "Seriously, you aren't funny."

"I think she's funny." Jason commented.

"Jason, you think everything is funny." Nate replied.

"I do not." Jason argued.

"You do." In the background of Nate and Jason's argument was Shane and Anastasia's on going argument.

I looked at Caitlyn. "You smell." I said giving her a fake attitude.

"No, you smell." She replied the same way.

"No, you smell."

"No, y-"

"Guys!" Shane interrupted us. "We get the point: stop fighting." he laughed and pressed the button to close the elevator.

At breakfast, none of us could decide what we wanted to do for the rest of the day. We kept arguing.

"I say we go see a movie." Jason suggested.

"Why? That's so… we can do that anywhere." Anastasia argued with him, surprisingly.

"I saw a bowling alley on the walk over here." I suggested.

"Again, can be done anywhere." Caitlyn added.

Shane sighed, "Okay, why don't we go… I don't know." He gave up. "Who knows of anything that you can only do here?"

Jason raised his hand. "Where exactly is here?" We all groaned.

"I've got an idea. Why don't we all split up for the rest of the day and then meet up for dinner. We're going to get sick of each other if the six of us are always together." Nate suggested.

We all nodded in agreement and discussed amongst the couples what we would do. Shane and I decided to go bowling. I don't really know what the others did.

I laughed at Shane as he made a face at the rental shoes. I slipped mine on without a problem. A few people in the place recognized us, but that was mostly the younger people working. Otherwise there weren't too many people in the lanes. It was perfect.

"I haven't bowled in forever." Shane said as I stepped up to the line. I looked back at him and smiled before rolling the ball. I knocked down most of the pins with my first turn. I had been off to a good start with the first game, beating Shane by a lot, but by the second game it was really close. He ended up winning the last two games we played.

We stopped playing when the guy working the shoes came over to us. "Hey, uh, I thought I'd warn you, we have a Junior League coming in, in about 15 minutes. It' s mostly a bunch of screaming teenage girls who go crazy when your song comes on the radio. I figured if you were bowling, you probably didn't want to be found." The kid said. He had to be about my age.

"Uh, thanks, man." Shane said and started putting his shoes back on.

"Afraid of a bunch of teenagers?" I teased.

"Yes." He said laughing. "You know the day I heard you singing in the mess hall, I was actually running away from the screaming fan girls at Camp Rock?" He told me as we handed over our shows.

"You went to Camp Rock?" The clerk asked. "I didn't mean to be listening, but, is it worth it? I mean, it's a lot of money, but I really want to go."

I smiled at him. "It is totally worth it. And if you go, you'll definitely be seeing us there."

"Really?" He asked. Shane suddenly placed money on the counter, ending our conversation.

"Thanks, again, kid." He said pulling me out of the bowling alley.

"That wasn't nice." I smacked him.

Shane glared at me a bit. "He was totally flirting with you."

I rolled my eyes. "He was not. You mentioned Camp Rock."

"Like he doesn't know where we met." Shane scoffed.

"Most teenage males probably don't." I replied.

"Yeah, okay. He knew who we were, he knows the story." I shook my head, laughing at how jealous he was. I stopped walking and pulled him back to me. Very quickly, I kissed him and told him to shut before I kept walking.

When we met up with the others, Caitlyn and Nate seemed pretty irritated. "Please tell me they found you, too."

"What?" I asked sitting down at the table.

Nate sighed. "We got chased by the paparazzi but those two didn't because they were in a movie theatre."

I bit my lip. "Sorry, we went bowling. No one goes bowling." I laughed.

"And I so won." Shane bragged.

"And you so got jealous of the shoe boy." I replied.

Nate and Jason laughed. "Yeah, Shane does get jealous." Nate said.

"Oh, like that time that Chris said maybe he'd date you since Shane screwed it up and then Shane hit him!" Jason said not realizing what he was saying.

"Wait, what?" Caitlyn, Anastasia and I asked.

"Did I say something I wasn't supposed?" Jason asked as Nate and Shane glared at him.

"Ew, he said that?" Caitlyn asked. "He's like… 30."

"He's, like, 25." Nate replied. "Just drop it."

I gave Shane a look, letting him know that we would talk about it later.

"This is good chicken." Anastasia said, changing the subject.

"It is. What do you think they used? Like to season it?" Jason asked. "I taste something really good I can't identify."

"Sweetie, it's lemon chicken." Anastasia replied.

"That's what that taste is. Awesome." Jason smiled.

You could always leave it up to Jason and Anastasia to lighten the mood. Their relationship wasn't as serious as mine or Caitlyn's, but it was theirs. Anastasia was slowly opening Jason up to being less of an airhead. Sometimes, we all thought he just played into more than he was. Then we had birdhouse moments with him and thought differently.

After we got back from dinner, we all parted ways. Shane closed the door behind us slowly as he entered behind me. He knew what was coming and was dreading it.

"Can I take a shower first?" He asked kneeling next to me on the bed as I laid down. I nodded slightly, letting him know he could. While he was in the shower, I changed for bed and wiped the cover up off my neck. We were definitely going to have to buy cover up that matched my skin tomorrow.

Shane came back a little while later and sat back against the pillows next to me. I sat up and waited for him to start explaining.

"He was getting sick of my shit and I was getting sick of his. I was depressed and mopey and didn't want to be there. He started yelling at me, but it didn't do any good. And because he's an asshole, he started talking about you, trying to get a rise out of my that way. He started saying stuff like you were ruining my career, and stuff, but that wasn't working either. Then he, uh, then he said, that maybe he should date you. You know, since you like older guys. I, I just snapped."

I wrapped my arms around him and he pulled me into his lap. We didn't say much that night. We mostly sat there holding each other.

"Oh my god!" I scrambled to find my phone a while later. "I haven't called my mother yet. She must be like super worried." I quickly dialed her phone.

"Oh, look, my long lost daughter who can't call or answer her phone." I heard Mom say before I could say anything.

"Sorry?" I said meekly.

"You'd better be. And you also better have a good reason for not calling. Like having too much fun." I laughed, happy Mom wasn't mad at me. I spent the rest of the night sitting in Shane's lap talking to Mom on the phone.