SORRY! I had this finished on Monday, but couldn't put it up because my internet wasn't working for some strange reason and then FanFic had that test they were doing yesterday and I couldn't login to post. Anyway, it's up now and I hope you guys have been patient. Thanks!
Oh BTW, this chapter is NOT Mitchie's POV, it's Nate and Jason's. Nate's is first and then there will be a [Jason's POV] telling you when his starts. Okay, hope you like!
I was nervous. Yes, even a guy like me -so serious and mature, and usually the decision maker of ConnectThree- can get nervous. But could I help it? Of course not. I hadn't seen her in six weeks. I didn't even know if I could remember what she looked like. Had she changed since I last saw her? Was her hair longer? Was she still her hyper self? I didn't know.
If you still do not know who I'm talking about, it's Caitlyn. Caitlyn Gellar. Yes, the future music producer, the beautiful brown eyed beauty, the girl with the curly light brown hair that bounced around her shoulders. Yes, that Caitlyn Gellar. My fun-loving girlfriend. Hopefully, she still was. After all, there were other guys on this earth, some, that were much better looking than me and Caitlyn, well, she was beautiful as well. Who knows what could happen in six weeks, alone without a boyfriend and no one to talk to.
"Thanks Henry," I said to the ConnectThree limo driver. He turned around and tipped his hat at me. I stepped out of the limo and onto the grass lawn. I closed the door and looked ahead, seeing the home in front of me. The house of Caitlyn Gellar. I sighed and walked up the sidewalk that lead to the front porch. Should I ring the doorbell or knock on the door? And should I ring once or knock three times? I had to stop questioning whether or not to knock or ring. At this point, I was sweating like crazy, wondering if Caitlyn would even care that I came back to see her after six weeks apart. And what if she had a boyfriend, a different boyfriend, one who wasn't me. I knocked twice and waited, shoving my hands in the back pockets of my skinny jeans. I heard movement and noticed the sound was getting louder. The doorknob turned and the door was pulled open, revealing a seventeen-something-girl dressed in black skinny jeans, red chucks and a white v-neck t-shirt that read PEACE, LOVE, MUSIC & LIFE down the front. She looked straight at me and her eyes widened. Her mouth was the next to widen and she screamed like the teenage girls at all the ConnectThree concerts.
"Nate!" she lundged forward and wrapped her arms around my neck, making me spin around and almost fall to the ground. I chuckled and Caitlyn, arms still wrapped around my neck, pulled away slightly and kissed my lips, pressing with such passion, I wasn't sure if I'd ever be able to breathe. Wow, this is amazing. Caitlyn has never kissed me like this before. Did I mention amazing? Caitlyn slowly pulled away and looked at me, studying my face. "Sorry, was that alright?" she asked, looking innocent with a smile, that said she was absolutely guilty. I chuckled and nodded.
"Of course, it was perfect." she pecked my lips quickly and rested her head on my shoulder. Yeah, I think she missed me, just a little. Caitlyn lifted her head and looked at me. I put my arms around her waist.
"Why are you back so soon? I thought you guys still had like two more days," she gave me a confused look and reached up with a hand, re-placing a piece of hair on my head.
"Our producer told us that, since we did such a good job, we could get off early."
"Awesome!" she smiled and noticed the wide-eyed expression on my face. She turned around and saw who I was looking at. "Mom,"
"Caitlyn, is there something you need to tell me?" Mrs. Gellar said and gave me "the look". Yes, that look that says "who are you and why are your arms around my 17 year-old daughter?". I pulled my hands away faster than a cheetah could run and shoved them in my back pockets.
"Uhh..." Caitlyn trailed off and I could see she wasn't about to finish. I had to step in.
"Mrs. Gellar, you have a beautiful home," I spoke up and she tilted her head. "I'm Nate Gray. It's a pleasure to meet you," I stuck out one of my hands and she slowly brought hers out, shaking mine.
"Um, thank you, Nate," she gave me a slight smile and our hands separated as she turned back to Caitlyn. "Sweetheart, could you please explain?" asked and Caitlyn looked at me, worried. I smiled and nodded at her. She turned back to her Mother and away from me, her Mother crossing her arms across her chest.
"Mom," she started the conversation I was hoping would go well. "Nate and I are... dating," at this point, Caitlyn was probably biting her lip.
"I figured that much. Go on," Caitlyn took a breath and continued.
"Well, we met at camp and started going out then," Caitlyn's Mom nodded. "but then the guys had to go on this six week tour and I could only ever call, e-mail, text or video chat with Nate until now." Caitlyn looked at me and bit her lip. She turned back to her Mom and sighed. "Mom, please forgive me. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I really am." Mrs. Gellar uncrossed her arms and slowly rubbed her index finger across her temple.
"Caitlyn," she spoke in a soft, gentle tone. "thank you for telling me now, but there's no way I'm letting you get away with this." Mrs. Gellar put her hands on her hips and her mood changed suddenly. "You're grounded for one week."
"What?" Caitlyn screeched and, even though I could only see the back of her head, I could tell her mouth was hanging open.
"You heard me. You are not allowed to go out with Nate until your grounding is officially over."
"But Mom, you..." Caitlyn trailed off, obviously noticing the same thing I did. Her Mom just said we could go out... after her grounding was over, of course. But she said yes! "Are you serious?" Caitlyn asked, a shocked look, probably, on her face.
"Yes, now say goodbye to Nathaniel and go to your room." Mrs. Gellar said and walked back into the house, obviously heading back into the kitchen. Caitlyn turned to me, wearing a goofy smile. "That was... different."
"Did your Mom just call me Nathaniel?" Caitlyn chuckled and wrapped her arms around my neck once more, pressing her lips to mine. A week, I could do that... right?
[Jason's POV]
I felt like I was going to pee my pants. I was super nervous sweating like crazy. Luckily I had took the liberty to drive myself in my own car. At least no one, like Nate or Shane, would have been able to make fun of me while I drove my sweaty, pee filled self to her house.
Yes, her. Marissa Cooperdale. The girl I fell for during camp. Just thinking about her now makes me all sweaty and nervous. Did all girls do that to guys or was it just me? Because Nate and Shane never seem nervous when they're with Caitlyn and Mitchie. Maybe it was just me.
I pulled up to the curb and looked at the house, checking to see if the house number matched the number I had wrote down on my arm. 104. That was it. I took a deep breath, shut off the engine and stepped out of my royal blue convertible. I closed the door and walked around the front of my car to reach the sidewalk. I followed the concrete ground up to the front door, stopping and staring at it.
"Come on, Jason, you can do this!" I whispered to myself and lightly slapped my cheeks. I can do this. I raised my fist and knocked three times, waiting for the door to fly open. And it did, but it wasn't who I was expecting.
"Yes, may I help you?" A huge gorilla like human man was standing in my view of the inside of the house. My eyes widend and I got really scared all of the sudden.
"Uh..." I trailed off.
"Are you lost kid?" the gorilla said in a gruff voice.
"Uh, I'm... looking for, uh... M-Marissa," At this point, I was a wreck. Sweat was seeping through my shirt and I didn't smell too hot either.
"Marissa! Some smelly sweaty kid is looking for you!" My mouth shot open and the gorilla walked away.
All of the sudden a tall, skinny beauty with brown hair and ocean blue eyes came into view, wearing ripped skinny jeans, pink flip-flops and a light blue t-shirt that made her eyes even more blue, if that was even possible. She looked up at me and her mouth shot open, just like mine.
"Jason?" she asked, looking shocked.
"Hey Marissa," she screeched and came at me, pulling me into a big bear hug. Ahhh. Nice and warm. I thought and smiled. Then she backed away, getting a funny look on her face.
"Uh, Jason, did you shower this morning?" My eyes widend and I felt my cheeks get hot.
"Uh, yeah, I did. Sorry, I guess I sweated off all my deodorant."
"Why were you sweating?"
"I uh... I was nervous about coming here," I said and she instantly had the cutest puppy dog face ever.
"Aww, Jason. You were nervous about coming here and seeing me?" I nodded shyly. She took my hand and smiled. "Come on, I'll get you something dry to wear." we walked inside and their house was bigger than it looked. A spiral staircase, hardwood floors, and seaweed green walls. She pulled me up the staircase and we turned to the right, heading down the hall to the end, walking in the last room.
"Wow," I said under my breath. Marissa let go of my hand and walked over to a closet.
"This is my older brother's room. He just left for college three weeks ago so, he wont be using any of his left-at-home clothes," I watched as she pulled out a couple shirts, studying them and walking back over to me. "Here. You can try them on in the bathroom down the hall. I think they should fit." I nodded and looked at the shirts. "Oh, and there's some deodorant on the-"
"Uh, I think I have some deodorant in my car," I interrupted her. She nodded and smiled. I walked out of the room and down the hall. A door was standing open and I figured it was the bathroom. I walked in and closed the door, hanging the shirts on the door handle I pulled my soaked shirt off and threw it on the floor. I took one of the shirts off the hanger and pulled it on. Marissa was right, it did fit, perfectly. I looked in the mirror and smiled at the shirt. It said in big black letters, SAVE THE BIRDS. I loved this girl.
I walked back into her brother's room and she turned around, looking at me.
"Love it!" she smiled and walked over. "Don't worry about your shirt, I'll wash it and you can pick it up tomorrow," I nodded and we headed down stairs, hand in hand. We headed out to my car and, before Marissa got in, I swiped my underarms with deodorant. Ahhh. Much better.
LOVE IT? I did anyway lol. Okay, a few things to point out:
1) Remember in My Favorite Summer when I made Caitlyn's last name Miller? Well, I changed it to Gellar. The only reason it ended up being Miller in MFS is because I couldn't remember her last name at the time (brain fart) and needed a decoy.
2) Marissa's last name. I have no idea why I chose Cooperdale. I think I might have been thinking about Sonny with A Chance (Chad Dylan Cooper) and Ashley Tisdale(not together of course, cause that would just be weird). Anyway, if you guys have any better last names for her, let me know. ;)
3) At the end of this chapter when Jason's thinking to himself; I just had to put that in. Ahhh. Much better. I LOVE that song BTW! xD
And 4) PLEASE REVIEW AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THOUGHT OF THIS CHAPTER! THANK YOU! LOVE YOU!