EnchantixTracy: I own nothing...

Bold Font: Yadda-Yadda...don't you ever get tired of saying that?

EnchantixTracy: I do get tired of extremely annoying things...

Bold Font: Like what?

EnchantixTracy: You.

I watched as Nate and Jason sat in front of me, and looked at each other.

"You say it," said Jason.

"No, you say it," said Nate.

"You say it, man,"

"No," said Nate, "You say it,"

"Guys!," I cried, "I don't care who says it! Just say it already!,"

"Okay," said Nate, "Remember why we came here?"

"Um," I said, "No,"

"We came here to stop a fanfiction author, named HoolaHoolaGirl,"

"And?" I said.

"And, this gets us to two things," said Nate.

"What?" I asked.

"Well, first of all, the summer tour begins in a week, so we need to return to LA," said Nate.

"And the second thing," said Jason, "Being that we don't know whether Mitchie will still write about us, or not,"

"Personally," said Nate, "I think she shouldn't. I mean, I know she's a friend, I mean, your friend, but she should drop her writings and...,"

"Guys!," I cried.

"What?" said Jason.

"I know what you're thinking. But honestly, Mitchie is just one of those few thousands who write exclipit stuff about us. If you wanna stop her, you have to stop those other authors too. And frankly, I think Mitchie's a great author. I've read one of her stories, and it's great. It had me in tears," I said.

"Shane, I know she's your best friend and all, but...,"

"Don't forget she's Caitlyn's friend too," I said, "And Caitlyn encourages her to write, and so do I. If you have no respect for Caitlyn's friends, then maybe you guys are better off," I finished.

"What do you even know about us?" yelled Nate, "Just because that bitch said a few sweet words to you does not mean she's nice. She's just playing you, man,"

"She's not. You don't even know her," I said, "In fact, you don't even know your own girlfriend,"

"Shut up, Shane," said Jason.

"No you shut up. I just don't understand why you guys have to make a big issue of this. How can you judge a girl without knowing her? And how can you judge an author without reading her stories? Mitchie's story content may not be nice, but she's better than a lot out there,"

"Okay," said Nate, "Why don't we do this. Why don't you go and help that bitch while we work to keep our band's dignity intact,"

"Maybe I will," I said as I got up and walked out.

xXx

"So you left them?" asked Mitchie.

I had gone to Mitchie's house after the fight. She was the only one I could think of. Once she opened the door, I ran into her open arms, and stayed there.

She could immediately tell something was wrong, and then I crashed into her couch. She made me some hot chocolate, as it was windy and cloudy today.

"I did," I said.

"Shane," she said, "Nate's right. I shouldn't write about you guys like this,"

"But writing's your dream," I said, "I want you to write. I don't care what you write about. But I want to read more. You're a great author, Mitch. Don't let this talent go waste,"

"Maybe I could write about something else," she said.

"But those reviewers want you to write about us," I said.

"So, now what?" she asked.

"Now?" I said, "Now you keep writing, and I figure out how to stop Nate from ruining us,"

"Maybe Nate just needs to get to know me," she said. I mean, I'm not the best girl out there, but I think I can impress him with a few good manners and...,"

"Mitchie," I said, "You are the best girl out there. And you don't need to meet Nate to prove to him how nice you are. Nate just needs to open his eyes,"

"Why don't we have dinner together?"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"The only reason Nate and Jason don't like me is because they don't know me properly yet. Trust me, we all just need to sit down together and discuss this over dinner. This way, not only will Nate and Jason know more about me, but I will also know something about them,"

"You. Are. A. Genius," I said.

"Thanks," she said blushing.

xXx

Bold Font: Fast forwarding to the night when things may take a turn for the worst.

EnchantixTracy: In other words, the dinner night.

"...And please be on your best behaviour," I said to Nate and Jason standing behind me.

"Yeah man, I got it," said Nate.

I rang the doorbell, and was greeted by Caitlyn opening it. She let us in and gave Nate a quick peck on the lips.

I made a beeline for the kitchen and saw Mitchie there. I made it just in time to see her tasting her chicken gravy, for the chicken.

I hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear, "Is it any good?"

"You will have to wait until you taste it," she laughed.

I laughed along with her as she told me to go and sit on the dinner table.

I sat there with the guys and waited.

Soon enough, we saw Cailyn come in with the salad.

The Mitchie came in with rice.

And then Caitlyn came in with the chicken, and we all sat down.

"So who wants to say the grace?" asked Caitlyn.

"I do," said Jason.

I sighed in relief. It was good to see the guys put an effort into this.

As Jason said the grace, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

If this dinner didn't go well, and Nate snapped at Mitchie, I would never forgive myself for hurting her like this.

"Lets dig in!," said Mitchie.

We all started to eat.

"Chicken's great, Mitchie!," said Caitlyn.

"Yeah," said Jason.

"Thank You," said Mitchie, looking down, as she was blushing.

I saw Nate looking at her with his intense gaze that could send our dad in his room, feeling guilty.

But Mitchie was too busy talking to Jason to notice him.

"...and that's how we got the birdbath back there," she finished.

"Back there?" asked Nate.

"Oh," said Jason, "Back there means in her backyard. Mitchie was just telling me about the birdbath they have there,"

"I see," he said as he concentrated on his chicken.

xXx

Dinner went really well.

And by really well I mean that Nate thankfully didn't say anything.

The only time he talked was when someone asked him something, or when he had to ask me to pass the salt.

After the dinner, Mitchie decided that we should all go to her backyard, where we can hang out, under the stars.

As we went there, Nate coughed and said, "Mitchie, if you don't mind. Can you please escort me to your bathroom?"

"Of course I don't mind Nate," she said as she motioned him to follow her.

We just stood there looking at their retreating figures.

"Let's go to the backyard," said Caitlyn as she pulled me and Jason there.

"Well," said Jason, "The good thing is, I like her, and I want to apologize for judging her without knowing her,"

xXx

"Here you go Nate," I said, "Here's the bathroom,"

"Mitchie," he said.

"Yes?" I asked.

"I want to talk to you,"

"Um," I said, "Okay,"

"I'm sure Shane told you about how we talked about you and your story,"

"Yes,"

"And I just want to ask you why,"

"Why what, Nate?"

"Why do you write such things?"

"Nate," I said, "It is every author's dream to have their stories read and appreciated by others. And for those like me, fanfiction is a way to prove ourselves because we are not talented enough to have our stories published in books. We don't mean any personal harm by this. We just want to let our imagination run wild,"

"I see," he said.

"To be honest, we are kind of like you," I said.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that as a musician, it is your dream to have people listen to your music and have them like it. I am just like you, except that I write. And just because I write it, it doesn't mean it's true. People know it's complete fiction, and that you guys would never do that stuff in real life,"

"I get it, Mitchie," he said, "And I would like to apologize for whatever I said. I kind of imagined you to be some kind of gold digger, but you're different. Something about you is just new and refreshing," he said.

"Maybe it's the fact that I'm immune to your charm," I attempted to joke.

"Maybe," he said seriously.

"We, um, should get going," I said.

"Ok,"

We walked down in silence, and into the backyard.

"Mitchie!," said Shane as he hugged me.

"Shane!," I said, " I'm fine,"

"Mitchie," said Jason, "You have to tell me where you got that birdhouse,"

"Sure Jason," I said, "Excuse me," I said to Shane and Nate.

Bold Font: The end for now, fellies.

EnchantixTracy: Alright fellies, two MAJOR announcements.

Bold Font: 1) We have been dedicating the entire chapters to either Shane's or Mitchie's POV. But from now on, the POV's may switch in between chapters.

EnchantixTracy: 2) We know that Boldie and I have been kind of MIA lately, but right now, things are starting for Mitchie and Shane. So once things get settled, we will be back.

Bold Font: In other words, prepare to laugh till you drop in the next chapter.

EnchantixTracy: Reviews make us happy!

Bold Font: And one last parting joke to prepare you for the next chapter.

EnchantixTracy: Here we go...

Bold Font: Don't steal. The government hates competition.

EnchantixTracy: That's a pun you idiot...