Haha…remember how I said I had something bigger planned for this chapter? Well I totally forgot what it was! Man, I need to update this story more often!

"Actually we did. It's at the cabin." I said slowly to Jason so he would understand.

"Oh…well then let's go!" Jason yelled and grabbed me and Shane by our arms and started dragging us.

(Jason's POV)

I started skipping happily. Nate and Shane were so nice to me! I wonder what would happen if I told them who I had a crush on. Maybe they would help me! I should tell them.

"Hey, buddies?" I asked and stopped which caused Nate to slam into my back.

"OW! Man…you better not have broken my nose! It's too beautiful to be broken." Nate said and pulled a mirror out of no where. I should ask him to teach me that trick later.

"Nate…aren't I suppose to be the conceited rock star?" Shane asked looking at our youngest member.

"Aw…Nate! Your such a stud muffin!!" I exclaimed and gave him a noogie. "Anyway, you guys…I have a crush on someone."

"Is it Shane!?" Nate exclaimed looking extremely excited.

"No you silly chicken! It's Ella!" I replied ruffling his hair some more.

"You mean that dumb chick that always hangs out with bitch and identity crisis?" Shane asked.

"…Who are bitch and identity crisis? Are they new here? We should welcome them with the birdhouse!" I exclaimed and started dragging my two band mates yet again.

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(Shane's POV)

Why the hell was Jason so retarded? "Jace, Bitch and identity crisis are Tess and Margaret…or Peggy. Whatever her name is." I said.

"Oh…are we coming up with nicknames for everyone!? I wanna be birdman. My theme song could be Dun na na na na na Spid- I mean Bird man!" Jason said and did a random flip which was actually pretty cool.

"Hey…I'm going to go ahead and get the birdhouse before Jason kills himself." Nate said and started running to our cabin. That sneaky little bastard.

"Hey Shane! Where's Nate? Oh no! Did the cockatiel get him? We need to save him! Hold on!" Jason said and spun around to change into…his underwear.

"OMG! JASON WHITE DOESN'T HAVE A SHIRT ON!!" Screamed some random fan girls and started running towards.

"Aw…fuck." I mumbled and grabbed Jason's hand and started running. Why did we have to be such hot, sexy, suave, amazing, cute, handsome, talented, sexy, smart, cool, did I mention sexy? Singers.

"Where are we going Shane? Should I invite the girls?" Jason asked.

"NO! And we're going to our cabin." I replied and ran straight into someone and fell hearing a crunching sound underneath me.

"Dude! What the hell!" Nate said from beside me and then felt the impact of Jason falling on my left shoulder.

"Oh god, Jason, lay off the Lay's!" I exclaimed as I tried to free myself from his 130 pound body and whatever was underneath me…wait a minute, crunching sounds, Nate running towards me? OH SHIT!

"THE BIRDHOUSE!" I screamed and finally freed myself from Jason.

"Ugh! You dumb shit!" Nate yelled getting up and looked at what was our birdhouse. Honestly, it kind of looked better.

"The birdhouse?" Jason said innocently and sat up to look at our creation of pure chaos. I looked at his face and saw his eyes tearing up.

"Oh no…Jason, please! Don't!" I begged only to be rewarded with the sounds of tears.

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(Caitlyn's POV)

I heard crying. Mitchie better not be crying about how Shane is such an inconsiderate jerk. He would be one, he's a god forsaken pop star like Nate! Stupid Nate, he was such an ass. I try to be nice to him and what do I get for being polite? Insults! Insults just passed out of those perfect pink lips of his that went so well with his narrow brown eyes and curly mess of beautiful, luscious chestnut brown hair! Man…I hate that I like him! Oh yeah the crying! I started walking towards the sound of tears cascading down someone's cheeks. I should totally forget this music producer business and become a romance novelist.

I turned around some random corner that is always needed in stories and saw a half naked Jason kneeling in the dirt sobbing into his hands with Shane and Nate doing absolutely nothing. Of course why would they try to comfort the only band member with feelings?

"Hey Jason. What's got your face looking so sad?" I asked as I walked up to him a squatted so I was at his height. I decided to not ask why he was only in his boxers. I probably didn't want to know.

"Sh-Shane and Nate b-b-BROKE MY BIRDIE HOUSE!" Jason choked out. Are you serious? He was crying over a birdhouse! Well, time for me to play grown up. I stood up and placed my hand on my hips then glared at Shane and Nate. "Do you two have anything to say to Jason?" I asked in a stern voice.

"Um…your stupid?" Shane said. Nate looked at me and then said, "I'm sorry I broke your birdhouse on accident Jason. I'll make sure Shane makes you a new one." Good enough.

"Shane. Apologize." I said looking at the pop star.

"It's too late to apologize. It's too late!" Shane sang.

"Shane!" I yelled.

"I said it's too late to apologize! It's too late!" He continued and started going a shimmy type dance type thing.

I marched over and slapped the sucker across his face.

"I'm sorry Jason. It's never too late to apologize." Shane said and looked at the bird house.

"I forgive you two. Hey! Can you three and Mitchie make me a new birdhouse!?" Jason asked getting up and looked at us.

Something tells me this is the start of something new…

I am ending the story. If…say…20 people ask for a sequel with more Mitchie and Caitlyn, I may write one.

Thank you for reading! Review please!