S T A T I C
shane/mitchie/nate~

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sweet baby jesus. it's been like fifteen days since the last update.

(insert self-loathing here)

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chapter seven:
don't forget to look before you fall

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Shane says to give Caity a few days to cool down, so I do. We don't talk on Friday or Saturday or Sunday. On Monday she ignores me.

Suddenly, on Tuesday, she sits down next to me at lunch. I'm about to speak when she removes the chain from around her neck and puts it in my hand.

There's a class ring on it.

"Are you dating someone?" I gape a little.

Caity blushes, a rare occasion. "Aw, hell. Turn the damn ring over."

I do.

There's a signature engraved onto it. I squint to read it.

Jason Matthew Gray

Holy shit.

"I – but – you...Caitlyn!" I gape openly.

"For Chrissake, Mitchie, it's not that big of a deal," Caity mumbles, and takes back the ring. "I've liked him for a long time. Since he was in my computer lit class last year."

My eyes widen. "I...why didn't you tell me?"

She shrugs. "I dunno. It never came up, and you don't know Jason. He's not like Nate. Not a douche."

"Well...when did he even ask you out?"

Caity starts to blush at this.

My eyebrows shoot up.

"I...well after you told me he wanted to ask me to Homecoming, I called him and told him I like him. And then he asked me to be his girlfriend," she says, a little quieter than normal.

"Well you could have told me," I say softly, feeling hurt and confused and a little mad.

"Sorry, Mitchie, really. But you like Nate, and you're talking or whatever with Shane and...well hell, Mitchie, what did you want me to say? 'Hey, M, guess who I'm dating? Your ex's older brother!'"

"I wouldn't have had a problem with it," I frown.

Caity sighs. "Look, I AM sorry. I should have told you. Can we stop being weird now? That girl Sierra is seriously annoying."

Part of me wants to yell, another part of me wants to cry, and the last (and biggest) part of me just wants to forgive her. So I do.

"Is he in our lunch?" I ask her when we're done saying our apologies.

"Yeah," she smiles and points to a guy across the cafeteria. It's the guy I ran into last Monday when I was sick.

He's sitting with a smattering of girls and boys, all of their faces smiling and happy. His eye catches mine, and he smiles and waves at me. He pretends to be texting, and I smile and laugh.

"I approve," I tell Caity when I look away.

She smiles; "Good. He's wearing a green tie to match my dress for Homecoming."

I just nod.

I'm really jealous.

My eyes drift from Jason's table to Nate's. Nate sits with fellow football players and some cheerleaders. Finally, I scan the cafeteria for the table where I've seen Shane sit.

He's alone, save for a notebook and an iPod. His lunch is pushed aside, probably long forgotten, as his hand moves across the notebook swiftly.

I wonder what he's writing?

The unexplainable urge to go sit by him and see what he's listening to and talk with him like we do after school every day consumes me.

Shane looks up at me and grins slightly.

He holds up his iPod and mouthes TAYLOR SWIFT.

I just smile and blushed slightly.

Shane grins more.

Oh hell.

I like him.

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made of suck. omg. :/

SPAM: go check out my new JONAS oneshot. (: because it's way better than this chapter!!!

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