So, I have discovered something at build a bear today
The Tyranosaurus Rex Bear...
I wants him...
He looks cute!
On the topic of reptiles, my science class got a pet...
He's a lizard named Jimmy!

MOST GENERIC NAME EVER!

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Last time on: If I Never See You Again, I'd Die Happy
-Dramatic music-

"Speaking about Mitchie, Shane, there's something I have to talk to you about..." Brown trailed off. Shane put his guitar back in it's case and looked at his uncle.

"What is it?" Shane asked. Brown frowned.

"I hate to do this, because it's so uncool, but... Shane, you can't see Mitchie anymore."

Shane just stared at his uncle for a few seconds, and then laughed. "Nice one, Uncle Brown, you almost had me for a second." Brown just sat there and stared sadly at his nephew. "You are joking, right?" Shane asked hopefully. Brown sighed.

"I wish I was, Shane, but I'm not." Brown said quietly. Shane glared.

"Well, why the fuck can't i be seeing my friggen girlfriend?" He exclaimed.

"For more than one reason. First, you're a counselor and she's a camper. Camper-staff relationships are off limits. Also, she's just barely 16, and you're 18 going on 19." Brown explained.

"Got any better reasons?" Shane asked. Brown sighed and stood up.

"Shane, I wish that I could bend the rules, but I can't... and you dating a 16 year old isn't exactly great publicity..." Shane cut him off.

"To HELL with the publicity! I don't fucking CARE about what anyone thinks! And you know what? I didn't actually sign UP to be a fucking counselor at this shit hole camp!" Shane yelled.

"This shit hole camp is the place that made you who you are!" Brown yelled back. Shane scoffed.

"Yeah, who I am is a jerky egotistical popstar who disrespects anyone and everyone and plays crap music." Shane said sarcastically. Brown frowned.

"Now THAT is not true. That's who you became after the fame started getting to your head. Shane, you're a fantastic musician and an amazing person." Brown said.

"Without Mitchie, I'm nothing. All of those songs I wrote way back when I was a camper here were really about her. I became the jerky popstar because I knew that my best friend didn't care about me anymore. I lost my inspiration for music because she wasn't in my life anymore and then BANG! She's back. I'm happy again, I'm starting to write music again! Without her, I'm like... a bird without wings, a circle with no center, a doughnut with no hole. I'm a guitar with no player... I'm fricken macaroni with no cheese!" Shane exclaimed.

"I know, that's really why I hate to do this. Rules are rules. You can't date a camper." Brown stated. Shane pouted.

"Can't you make an exception for me? Your NEPHEW! The son of your sister!" Shane whined. Brown shook his head.

"No exceptions. You can't date a camper." Brown stated.

"But... Mitchie!" Shane argued.

"You can't date a camper." Brown repeated. Shane rolled his eyes.

"You said that before." Shane spat out. He then stood up and walked towards the door.

"And where are YOU going?" Brown asked.

"OUT!" Shane yelled, and then he stormed out of the cabin.

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"GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN! WOAH GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!" Mitchie and Caitlyn sang along with the radio as they made some smores for their movie night. Sadie was in the infirmary with an ear infection, and Mitchie didn't want to leave Caitlyn alone. So, Connie had insisted that this week's movie night be Mommy-daughter-Caitlyn movie night.

"Alright so Caitlyn... which movie should we watch?" Mitchie asked. Caitlyn shrugged.

"Something scary but not so scary that we'll wet our pants." Caitlyn said.

"Hannah Montana?" Mitchie asked. Caitlyn shuddered.

"I said not so scary that we'd wet our pants." She stated. Mitchie sighed and thought for a second.

"Sweeney Todd?" Mitchie asked. Caitlyn nodded.

"An excuse to watch Johnny Depp go all psycho! I'm IN!" Caitlyn yelled. The two girls continued to giggle until the kitchen door burst open to reveal a very pissed off Shane. Mitchie opened her mouth to speak, but before she could talk, Shane had walked across the room and pressed his lips to hers, hard. After about a minute, he pulled away and rested his forehead against hers.

"We need to talk." He said seriously. Mitchie frowned and looked at Caitlyn.

"I... have to pee like a racehorse!" Caitlyn yelled, and then she bolted for the bathroom.

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"So... Brown said that you can't date me?" Mitchie asked, trying not to cry. Shane nodded and looked down at the ground.

"I don't want this to end, Mitch. I really really don't... I know this may be a little early, but I have known you for your whole life... I love you, Mitchie, more than anything. You are the cheese to my macaroni, the Voldemort to my Harry Potter, the heroine to my addiction. You are the Mitchie to my Shane." Shane said quietly. Mitchie smiled weakly.

"I love you too." Mitchie said. Shane walked up to her and hugged her tight and buried his nose in her hair.

"I can just hear him over and over again in my head. 'You can't date a camper, You can't date a camper'" Shane said. Mitchie pulled away from him and smiled. "What?" He asked confusedly. Mitchie just smiled and grabbed his hand. "Where are we going?" He asked.

"To see Brown." Mitchie said happily.

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HAPPY HAPPY SONG SONG HAPPY HAPPY SONG!
WHO SAW JB ON MTV VMAS LAST NIGHT?
I DID!

lol!

Toucha toucha toucha touch Joe
He wants to be diiiiiiiirty!

And that's all I have.

PEACE LOVE AND DRUGS!