You say goodbye
and I say Joe
Joe Joe
I don't know why you say goodbye
I say JOE!

So, I am very hyper right now. I got a Louis Vuitton purse last night, Betsey Johnson stuff and Chanel glasses, and now I just had a hot chocolate, so I'm seriously in the best mood of my life... so far... The moment Kevin Jonas whisks me off my feet will be the moment that I'm in the best mood of my life...

DANG

This is some damn frackin good hot chocolate!

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After dinner, Jason, Mitchie, Shane, Sadie, Caitlyn and Nate had gone over to Shane's cabin to chill. Peggy had gone off at dinner, saying that she needed to practice for Final Jam, since Tess had kicked her out. Caitlyn, Mitchie and Sadie had offered for her to join them, but she refused, saying that she already had something in mind.

"So, Shane, truth or dare?" Nate asked.

"I'm not a pussy so dare." Shane stated. Nate grinned evilly.

"Give Jason a kiss... on the lips." Nate said. Shane got up, and everyone stared, absolutely shocked. Those looks of shock turned to confusion when Shane walked to his fridge. He opened it and pulled out some hersey Kisses. He unwarpped one and walked over and put it in Jason's mouth. Nate glared.

"You cheated." Nate said. Shane smiled.

"I did not, I just thought of a loophole. Jesus Christ, Nate. If you wanted to see two guys make out, I'm sure there are channels on tv with that kind of stuff." Shane hinted. Nate picked up a pillow and chucked it at Shane, narrowly missing him, but hitting Mitchie. Shane glared at Nate and chucked the pillow back, but our favorite pop star has no aim, so he hit Sadie square in the chest.

"YO! MY BODY'S NOBODY'S BODY BUT MINE! YOU'VE GOT YOUR OWN BODY AND I'VE GOT LIME!" Sadie yelled.

"Don't you mean mine?" Mitchie asked. Sadie shook her head.

"Nope, I have a pet lime named Alfred." Sadie said seriously. Everyone just stared at her, until Shane cleared his throat.

"Anyways... Jason, truth or dare?" Shane asked.

"OH! TRUTH!" Jason yelled.

"Where do you and Sadie stand?" Shane asked. Jason looked at the floor.

"RIGHT HERE!" He exclaimed. Shane rolled his eyes.

"Fine... your turn, Jase." Shane said.

"Alright, uhm... MITCHIE! Truth or dare?" Jason asked. Mitchie looked at Shane and then back at Jason.

"Dare, I guess." Mitchie said, unsure of herself.

"I dare you to Google yourself... ON GOOGLE!" Jason announced. Mitchie walked over to Shane's laptop and opened internet explorer.

"113000 results? What the hell?" Mitchie asked. She opened one of the links and gasped. "WHAT THE HELL?" Mitchie yelled. Everyone crowded around the computer as she frantically tried to cover up the screen. "Can you guys please just give me some space?" She asked. Everyone backed away, except for Shane. "Shane..."

"Mitch... What is it?" Shane asked quietly. Mitchie closed the laptop and pulled him into the bathroom, with the laptop. "Mitchie, what's wrong? Why can't you show everyone else?" Shane asked. Mitchie opened the laptop and turned it around so that Shane could see.

'Mitchie Torres: Innocent girlfriend of Shane Grey or little sex kitten?

About 2 week ago, it was confirmed that Shane Grey has a new girlfriend. Since then, people have been trying to figure out the name of this mystery lady, but yesterday, a video surfaced with not only the name of the girl, but her whole body as well. Michelle Nathalia Torres, age 16, Shane Grey's girlfriend, has a sex tape! Not sure how fans of Connect 3 are going to react to this. To see the tape, click here.'Shane closed the link and pulled a now sobbing Mitchie into his arms.

"Shhhh... Mitch... it's alright, it's alright..." Shane said quietly in her ear. Mitchie shook her head.

"No, it's NOT! What's everyone going to THINK about me?" Mitchie kept on sobbing. Shane pulled away a bit and wiped away her tears.

"They won't care. We all love you. Plus, a good sex tape can only push your career forward." Shane tried to joke, only it didn't work. Mitchie slapped him, hard.

"THAT'S NOT FUCKING FUNNY!" Mitchie yelled. Shane rubbed his sore cheek.

"Mitch! I was trying to lighten the mood!" Shane said defensively. Mitchie glared at him.

"Of course you were. Maybe you were just HINTING at something else." Mitchie said. Shane stood up.

"What do you mean by that?" Shane asked. Mitchie pointed to his ring.

"That piece of crap would probably mean nothing to you if it came to your career." Mitchie said.

"This 'piece of crap' actually DOES mean something to me, Mitchie! It's a promise to God that I'll stay pure until marriage! Something I fully intend to do with you!" Shane exclaimed. He quickly covered his mouth.

"What do you mean, 'fully intend to do with you'?" Mitchie asked cautiously. Shane slowly dropped his hands. "Shane... I asked you..."

"I know what you asked, Mitchie." Shane said, cutting her off. "Ever since we were kids, everyone was expecting us to get married one day. The idea started to grow on me. Mitchie, when I look into my future, I don't see the band, I don't see me as a celebrity, I don't see Tess, I don't see our friends, I see you and me in a two story house in, I don't know, Canada, with a dog, a cat, a fish, and 3 kids with pin-straight hair, but most of all, I see myself waking up to your smiling face every day from now until forever." Shane took a deep breath and dug into his pocket and pulled out a ring. "Mitch, I was gonna wait for Final Jam to do this, but, Mitch, I love you more than anything in this whole world. I know neither of us is ready to get married right now, so this ring is a promise ring. A promise that I WILL buy you the most extravegant engagement ring ever one day. I don't break my promises." Shane cautiously slipped the ring onto Mitchie's finger. Mitchie examined it carefully.

"It's beautiful." Mitchie whispered. Shane smiled.

"My dad gave it to my mom when they were about our age." Shane said. Mitchie looked up to him with tears in her eyes. "Awe, Mitch! Don't cry again!" Shane pleaded, but Mitchie ignored him, launching herself into his arms and cried in his shoulder.

"This is the sweetest thing anyone's ever done for me." Mitchie said, and then she pressed her lips against his. Shane laughed and pulled away.

"Slow down, sugar, I'm diabetic."

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I'm so awesome, yes I am, I'm so awesome...
I want yams...

LOL!

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PARTYYYYY

IN MAH PANTS

WITH THE JONAS BROTHERS!

By the way, who can tell me who said "Slow down, sugar, I'm diabetic." (Not in my story, in real life)