A/N - Seems like we can't get past 30 reviews. Oh wellz.. This chapter's given me a hard time. I'm going through some writer's block for LAGOH since I need to somehow get Nate and Christie together. Some people gave pretty nice suggestions. I think I'm gonna use them all somehow.. Well, enjoy!

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"You guys auditioning for the play?" I ask the table as I popped a curly fry into my mouth. Christie just joined us here. The drama club just announced the fall play.

"Psh, fuck no," Shane says. "It's Pride and Prejudice, so not my thing."

"I'm gonna audition for Georgiana. I'm a freshman, so I'll actually have a chance," Christie says.

"Oh, Nate, you should audition for George Wickham. The role doesn't sound half bad," Shane suggests. How did Shane know anything about Pride and Prejudice?

"But wait, I have football practice, and George Wickham's not in the ensemble, he's an actual character."

"You could just go to the auditions on the weekends. Besides, I can convince those play directors do anything," Shane urges. I wonder if this was his plan.

"If any of you guys get the parts, I'll go to every single performance, all four of them, and root for you guys, okay?" I say. I see Nicole discreetly raise an eyebrow at me. Great, now she's getting suspicious, too.

"Aw, that's so sweet of you!" Christie squeals.

"It's not even the first month yet, and my rep's already getting ruined," Nate grumbles.

"Does that mean that you'll audition for Wickham?" Shane was getting eager now.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Nate continued eating his lunch. I guess that conversation already ended.

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"Okay, what evil plan are you conjuring up?" I whisper to Shane in Geometry when Nate got up to sharpen his pencil. He was having a hard time working it, so it gave Shane and I some time to talk.

"I talked to the drama club, and I got them to reveal something. They wanted people to have more lines, and they wrote a new script. In it, Georgiana and Wickham kiss." He triumphantly smirks as my mouth drops.

"Shane, that's genius!" I couldn't help myself, I just yelled that out.

"Jenny, Shane, is there something going on?" Mr. Edwards asks us. Nate turns away from the sharpener, looking at us like we have two heads.

"Oh, nothing, he's just helping me with our class work," I lie. Mr. Edwards nods and turns back to his computer screen.

"That was a really bad excuse, you know?"

"Shut up, I can't think of things to say on the spot, you know?" I growl. "So, if Nate and Christie are both successful…"

"Our plan will work, he falls for her, you and I will live happily ever after. The end."

"What if they get the script and Nate decides to object? Christie definitely won't, but Nate might." We needed another plan, and quick.

"We need to do something between now and the results for the auditions." Shane puts his chin in his hand, and he starts thinking. "I got it! It'll be like a homecoming repeat, almost. Set up a blind date."

"You've gotta be kidding me. That's the oldest trick in the books," I say.

"No, the oldest trick is the shoelaces one, remember? We really don't have any other choice."

"But how are we going to do it?" I nearly shiver when Shane gets a devious smile on his face. This can't be good, not at all.

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"God, I fucking feel so stupid," I mumble. Shane and I were in the kitchen of this Italian restaurant that his parents went to whenever they were in town. Being such loyal customers, the restaurant gave us a lot of perks. Shane just made reservations for two, and I told Nate that I'd see him at the restaurant at seven. Shane told Christie to meet Nate at seven oh five. If they both came at the exact time designated, dinner should pan out well.

"Here, put this in your ear." Shane hands me this weird ear piece. "I clipped a mic under Nate's collar when he wasn't looking. This'll help us hear what's going on." I put the ear piece in my right ear and heard footsteps, then a car slamming.

"Where's Shane's car?" I hear Nate say.

"He went out with some friends," Jason replies. Jason was obviously involved in the plan, too. We planned this out yesterday, and the auditions for the play were earlier today.

"Are you sure he's not going to stomp off extremely angry?" I ask Shane.

"All the waiters and waitresses are aware, and they're gonna stop him if he tries. Trust me, they'll talk, it'll work out." I was still doubtful, but shut up anyways. Jason and Nate's car ride together was silent for awhile.

"Nate, how much to you like Jenny?" Jason asks. I see Shane frown.

"I like her a lot, but not knowing if she'll choose me or Shane is really painful. Maybe it's not worth it in the end. I hope this date will clear things up." Nate let out a loud sigh, and my heart nearly broke for him. If he didn't think that it was worth it, there was a bigger chance that he would actually start talking to Christie. Jason didn't say anything after that, and I could almost sense the awkward silence and tension through the ear piece.

"I'm really sorry," Shane whispers. "We've put you through so much."

"Everything will be fine, Shane. I just know it. I can feel it already. This is all worth it to be with you." Wow, I almost can't believe what I was saying.

"So it's official? We're really boyfriend and girlfriend now?" He sounded really hopeful. My response is a nod. "Our anniversary's October 1st, then. I won't forget it." His face starts getting closer to my own, and my breath stops in my throat. I could feel his breath on my face now, but then the loud slamming of a door breaks the moment. "Shit," he curses.

"Wait, how can we see them? We can only hear him right now." Shane points to a couple monitors above us, and they were cameras situated throughout the restaurant. Security cameras. I see Nate sit down in one of the monitors, and it was a table for two. His expression was extremely nervous. "You really thought of everything, didn't you?"

"When I want something, I go to extremes. Trust me." After three minutes, I see Christie on the monitor in the lobby. She says a name, and a man leads her to Nate's table. He was looking at a menu, so he didn't see Christie sit down in front of him, but I'm sure he heard the chair move. He puts the menu down.

"Hello, J-" His voice gets cut off as he stares at Christie.

"Play along, play along, play along," Shane whispers to himself.

"Hi Nate! This restaurant is so cool. What are you ordering?" Christie picks up her menu and examines it. "The linguini sounds good to me. I guess I'll just order some lemonade then." Nate was still shocked, and Christie bent her head to the side in confusion. "Is something wrong?"

Nate shakes his head and says, "No, nothing's wrong." Both Shane and I let out a huge breath of relief. Nate wasn't questioning her, and all I could do was thank Mother Nature for answering my prayers. I told you guys, she listens to me. Ha, ha. Nate pulls out his cell phone and excuses himself. I hear a door creaking, so I guess he was in the bathroom. Shane's phone starts vibrating.

"Hello?" Shane says.

"You are so fucking dead," Nate threatens.

"Why are you threatening to kill me?" Shane asks.

"I was supposed to meet Jenny here, not Christie. What did you do?!" I pull the out the ear piece. Man, did Nate want to break my ear drums or something? Oh wait, he didn't even know that I was listening.

"Dude, just play along, alright? Jenny got sick and she sent Christie in her place. She didn't want to disappoint you." Wow, that was just like me. I wouldn't cancel like that. "But don't mention that to Christie. We wouldn't want her feeling bad, right?"

Nate let out another heavy sigh. "You owe me for this, you know that? And if Jenny shows up to school tomorrow healthy, you're dead. DEAD!" I cringe after Nate hangs up. He walks back to the table, and he and Christie order their food.

"Shane, I hope that you're right about this."

"Jelly, I'm always right. Remember that."

"Man, you're already calling me pet names. Jelly, though?" I roll my eyes.

"I like jelly! Peanut butter just isn't complete without it. It goes with your name, too."

"I'll just call you Grey Bear then."

"That name's totally retarded, though," he says.

"Yeah, that's kind of my whole point, you know."

"Whatever, Jelly."

"Grey Bear, let's just listen to the show." I return my attention back to Nate and Christie.

"We're changing my name, okay? I hate Grey Bear."

"Shush, I want to hear what Nate and Christie say to each other!"

He rolls his eyes and we both look at the monitor.

A/N - Sorry that it was all short. Any suggestions for Shane's pet name? Do you like Jenny's? That's actually one of my nicknames.. but it's Jelly-Tart. Do you guys like Grey Bear? I was in a care bear mood.. Review and the update will come more quickly than you can imagine.. I think.