Whoop! Whoop! Okay, here goes another POV from Jason Gray (yes, I am calling him that). Hope you guys enjoy Jason's birdhouse addiction and maybe even Marissa's. Also, a shout-out to Annie LOVES JB for leaving such nice reviews! BTW, you should get an account on here, it's totally free and fun for all! xD Anyway, here goes Jason's wacky-fun-loving-birdhouse-crazed mind! REVIEW!

Once Marissa and I had been in my car for five minutes, I no longer felt nervous, well, not as much as before. I was still nervous and a little sweaty, but other than that, I was pretty good. And whenever we came to a stoplight, I'd look down at the shirt I was wearing and smile. It reminded me of Camp Rock and how much fun I'd had there with Shane, Nate, Caitlyn, Mitchie and -sighs with much delight- Marissa.

"Where are you taking me, Jason?" Marissa asked, sounding so kid-like. I loved that about her. She wasn't afraid to act like she was ten years old, when in reality, she was seventeen and a half years old. She was definitely my kind of girl.

I turned to her, smiling and saying, "I can't tell you, otherwise, it won't be a secret." She crossed her arms over her chest and pouted. "Marissa, please, I can't stand it," I said, looking away from her and back to the road, which I should be looking at, instead of Marissa.

"Fine." she said in a calm voice and I smiled.

So, I'm back to my previously asked question: Did all girls make boys get crazy sweaty and, might I also add, confused? It couldn't have been just me, right? I couldn't be the only one, it wasn't possible. With over...er, more girls in the world than I can count, Marissa couldn't be the only one confusing boys, could she?

I carefully pulled into the parking lot of the secret place I was taking Marissa and parked my car, shutting off the engine and turning to her. I watched her study the building and saw a confused look show up on her face. My smile disappeared.

"Is something wrong?" I asked. She unbuckled her seat belt and turned to me.

"What's -" she pointed at the building "- Bird in My House?"

"It's a crafts shop just for making birdhouse's, silly," I said. "don't you like it?"

"Of course, I like it -I love it!" she smiled big and hugged me. Oh no! The sweating is coming back! Marissa pulled away and grabbed her purse, stepping out of my car. I could feel the sweat forming, so I quickly flapped my arms up and down, trying to dry my underarms as much as possible. "Uh..." I looked up and saw Marissa staring at me. "What are you doing?" she asked, an odd look on her face. I quickly lowered my arms and felt my face get hot.

"Uh, I was... uh..."

"Sweating again?" she asked. I nodded and she giggled, walking over to my side and opening the door, grabbing my hand and pulling me out. "Maybe you should stick to muscle shirts and tanks for now," she giggled again and we walked inside Bird in My House.

"Oh my gosh! Jase," Marissa spoke through her laughing. I couldn't help but smile when she laughed. Her laugh was so sweet and amazing. "That's no excuse for a birdhouse!" she told me and snorted, which made her blush and stop laughing completely. "Sorry,"

"Hey, I like your laugh and your snort," she blushed again.

"Jason, please, my snort is nothing-"

"Hey, I can do it too," I told her and gave her my best snort. "See?" I did it again. Marissa just giggled and pushed me slightly. Did all girls do that when they thought a guy was funny? I'd have to ask Shane or Nate later.

"Jase, you are amazing," she said, her face finally losing it's redness.

"So are you," I smiled and played with the pile of nails on the work bench. All of the sudden, Marissa reached over and put her hand on top of mine, making me feel like it was cold outside, only we weren't outside, we were inside. I looked up at her and noticed her bit her lip. Why is she biting her lip? I thought to myself and saw that she was leaning towards me. What was she doing to and why was she leaning towards me? Was she going to yell at me? But I did nothing wrong, right?

Now her eyes were closed and she was maybe, three inches from my face, puckering her lips. Was she going to kiss me? She was going to kiss me, wasn't she? Oh my gosh, she was going to kiss me!

I closed my eyes and waited for her to kiss me. I waited and waited, but nothing happened. I opened my eyes and saw Marissa back where she was two minutes ago, biting her lip again. She had her hands together in her lap and she looked down at them, a sad look on her face.

"I'm sorry Jason, I just..." she trailed off and sighed. I sighed quietly and nodded.

"It's okay, I get it," she looked up and smiled at me.

"I like you, a lot, but can we just... take it slow?" I smiled and padded her hand.

"Okay," she wiped her cheeks and took a breath. Was she just crying?

"Shall we get back to making birdhouse's?" she asked, sounding bright and cheering once again.

"Absolutely!" I said, excitedly and we went back to work.

Like it? I hope so. I'm not completely statisfied with it, but oh well, it will do for now. BTW, sorry it's short. I didn't plan on it, it just kind of happened. Anyway, PLEASE REVIEW!