AN: This is written with my incredibly ridiculous sister.

Mitchie's Pov

"I have to finish packing" I said quietly.

"I could help you." Shane said, looking around at all the boxes.

"Shane Gray is offering to help?" I sounded like I was flirting with Shane, but I really didn't mean to. Or maybe I did…

"I have nothing better to do." He plainly stated.

"Then help" I said, pointing at some heavy looking boxes.

"Okay…" he picked up one of the boxes, practically dragging it to the van, yet he somehow got all of the boxes into the van.

"Water! I need rockstar water" he said, panting.

"Well maybe if you ask nicely…" I sounded as if I was dealing with a 5 year old. But it was fun to annoy Shane.

"I'm Shane Gray, I don't need to ask nicely." I rolled my eyes before saying something stupid.

"Yeah, well I'm Demi Lovato"



"Yeah right, if you were, you'd be wearing a lot more makeup than that"

"That's true" I said, giggling "But you only get water if you help me cook."

Shane looked so shocked.

"Me… in the kitchen?" I couldn't wait to see him when we really were in the kitchen. I laughed at the thought.

"You'll get water out of it…" Shane pondered over it so I added "and a kiss." There was something about his reaction that I found funny…

"Done!" Shane almost yelled while running to the kitchen, I followed not too far behind. "So what do I do?" I stared at him just as intently as he was staring at me.

I walked into the kitchen and tossed him a cold water bottle, which he finished in about 30 seconds. "Well you could start by washing your hands." I said, and Shane made a mad dash to the sink.

I put a chef's hat on him when he obviously wasn't expecting it. I knew he felt weird being in a kitchen and having no idea what to do.

The first thing I did was splash flour all over my face, just to see Shane's reaction. "Look familiar?"

"Wait… that was you?" Shane was clearly embarrassed that he was being a jerk the first time he actually met me. I nodded.

"Wow you look cute with a white, floury face" Shane said without thinking. I decided to get things moving so I handed him a pan and a carton of eggs.

"What am I supposed to do? I'm Shane Gray; I need things explained for them to make sense." I felt that this would be fun, even if it took all day.

I showed him how to do what I wanted him to, and we finished fairly quickly, I knew that we would bring the food out 5 minutes earlier than scheduled, but that didn't matter. "Are we done?" Shane asked, I thought about it for a few seconds.

"Not quite" I said before grabbing a handful of flour and splashing it on Shane's face. "Now we're done" I shot him an evil grin.

"No we aren't" Shane smiled the same evil grin I had given him just seconds earlier, as he grabbed the sack of flour.

I braced myself for the impact, wait… what impact?! I was going to beat up Shane in this game, even if I was going to collapse on the floor.

He picked up a handful of flour and tossed it at me, rockstars have better aim than I thought. I had a feeling that this could end up feeling terribly.

"Just wait for it… rockstar. I'm gonna beat you up." I said as I grabbed a handful of flour. I tossed it at him; maybe even I have better aim than I thought.

"Don't be so sure" he said in his 'rockstar' voice that I hear a little bit too often.

It did turn into a full-fledged flour fight. Until we – and the kitchen – were pure white. I stared into Shane's eyes, breathing heavily from the best ten minutes of my life. I pulled a piece of paper out of my pocket. "Here, it has my email address, phone number and home address on it. So you'll never be without me. And hopefully, I'll never be without you."



I felt something totally different when he kissed me this time, but maybe it was because I expected it, it was just so obvious.

I finally felt like I actually meant something in this world.

The stupid timer had to go off right at that second. "It looks as if I'll be feeding hungry kids for one last time."