For your wandering eyes: Chapter 17! I present you with the longest and probably best chapter ever! I mean, it's most likely the best, right? lol Just read and you'll find out or maybe you'll find something that I didn't. Like maybe it's not the greatest. Oh well. Hope you enjoy it!

[Mitchie's POV]

"AHHHH!" I screamed once Caitlyn told me that Nate had asked her to be his girlfriend. This was surprising to me, considering what they had gone through during our summer at Camp Rock, but as long as they are together. "Caitlyn, I am so happy for you!" I hugged her and she giggled, hugging back.

We were standing outside on Caitlyn's back porch. Her Mom had made us fresh baked lemon bars and they were amazing.

"I'm so happy for me too." she said like a giddy little school girl. I knew she was definitely inlove with Nate. "Nate is amazing and I can't believe he asked me to be his girlfriend!" she screamed this time and I laughed. I hugged her again, then we seperated, sitting down on the bench set up beside her house. I grabbed two lemon bars from the side table beside me, giving one of them to Caitlyn and saving the other for me. I took a bite and went to heaven once again.

I started thinking about Shane and how we would have loved these is he were here. He loved lemon bars, but wasn't really allowed to eat them since he'd always go overboard, meaning: he'd eat the whole tray.

"Hey, can I take a couple of these to Shane?" I asked Caitlyn as she took a bite of her lemon bar.

"Yeah, sure." she said with food in her mouth and nodded.

"Oh, so what's going on with Jason and Marissa?" I asked and took another bite of my lemon bar. Soooooo good.

"I have no idea, but when I called Nate this morning, Jason picked up and he sounded... odd." I gave her a confused look.

"What do you mean odd? Jason odd, or just plain odd?" I asked.

"I'm not sure," she said slowly. "but he was sure in a hurry to go because he kept saying stuff really fast, like they were almost one word." I chuckled under my breath as I took another bite.

It was like Jason to act so odd or strange, but if this was any different from his normal oddness, there was something seriously wrong.

"I wonder what he's doing right now," Caitlyn shrugged and we enjoyed the lemon bars in her backyard.

[Jason's POV]

"Look at them," I called out watching them pass by. They were so colorful and beautiful.

"Jase, you got one!" Marissa whispered, pointing at my birdhouse. Yes, we were watching birds. My backyard was now full of them, different kinds, different sizes.

Marissa grabbed onto my arm, looking at the birds fly up to my bird house and crawl in. My heart suddenly started to race and I felt my face get hot. I looked at her, watching her eyes light up at the birds. She turned to me, still smiling. Her eyes so beautiful, so ocean blue. I wanted to kiss her, right then and there. I wanted to so badly, but was Marissa ready? I cleared my throat and looked away.

"Uh... I n-need to get a drink," I said and got up from the lawn chair I was sitting on, hurridly walking into the house. I closed the sliding door behind me and walked over to the fridge. I pulled out a water bottle and closed the door. I almost slammed it, but didn't because I knew Mom would have a huge fit if I broke something. I turned around and leaned on the island, yelling at myself through whispers.

"Uh, Jase?" I looked up and saw Marissa standing just inside the kitchen, looking absolutely breathtaking. I took a deep breath almost forgetting to take it in the first place.

"I'm sorry, Marissa, I just -" I sighed, rubbing my face with my hands "- we've been going out for a while now, right?" I asked, she nodded. She walked over and sat down at island, resting her elbows on the counter.

"Jason, is something wrong?" she asked, a puppy dog face in the process of appearing.

"Well, kind of," I said and she looked confused.

"Really? Is it something I did?" she asked, suddenly sounding worried.

"No, no... well, maybe a little," her eyes widend. "but it's mostly me." I said and she relaxed some.

"Jase, why don't you just tell me what's going on?" she said and suddenly stood up, walking over to my side of the island. She layed a hand on the counter beside mine and looked me in the eyes, searching for something. "Please, tell me what's-"

"Do you want to kiss me?" I asked, interrupting her. Marissa stood there, mouth open as she blinked a few times.

"W-what?" she asked, sounding shocked. I sighed.

"Do you want to kiss me?" I asked at a lower volume this time. Marissa looked around the kitchen, biting her lip. She finally looked back at me, staring into my eyes.

"Of couse, I want to kiss you," she said and a smile came to my lips. She quietly laughed and started to blush. "Do you want to kiss me?" she asked and my heart raced.

"Yeah, I do." Marissa bit her lip and smiled at me. I suddenly felt her hand on top of mine. I felt my face get hot again and looked down at our hands. I watched as she slipped her hand under mine, then turning her hand so she could slip her fingers between mine. I looked back up at her, seeing she had stepped closer to where I was standing. My heart picked up speed.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

"Only if you are," I told her and she leaned in, pressing her lips to mine. Oh my gosh. Have I just died and gone to heaven? It's so beautiful here. I thought to myself and suddenly, we parted. "Whoa," I breathed and Marissa blushed again.

"Sorry, I was excited." she admitted.

"It's ok, so was I." she smiled and wrapped her arms around my waist, hugging me like she always did, only with more passion. I hugged her back and held her in my arms.

I just had my first kiss.

[Marissa's POV]

It was amazing. Kissing Jason was so incredibly wonderful and just amazing. Our first kiss and it was simply wonderful.

I let go of Jason and took his hand again. He grabbed his water bottle with his free hand and we walked over to the front door. We stepped outside and headed down the walkway, taking a walk together, just being with each other. I was in love.

[Mitchie's POV]

"See ya later!" I shouted at Caitlyn from my bike on her front lawn. She was standing on her porch, holding a lemon bar in her hand. I put my bag of lemon bars in the basket on my bike.

"Later, Mitch!" Caitlyn said and waved. I hopped on my bike and peddled down the street, heading to Shane's house. Once I reached Shane's house, I jumped off my bike and put the kick stand up, placing it on the sidewalk near the driveway. I grabbed the bag of lemon bars and skipped over to th front door. I knocked twice and waited for someone to open the door. When no one answered, I looked at the driveway, just realizing that Shane's car was gone. I was about to turn around and walk back to my bike when the door opened.

"Mitchie," Mr. Gray spoke, a smile on his face.

"Hi Mr. Gray," I smiled back.

"What can I do for you?" he asked and leaned on the door frame.

"I was just here to, I mean, I was wondering if Shane was avalible?" I asked.

"I'm sorry, he just left five minutes ago, said he was heading to your house, actually." he said and I raised my brow.

"Really? Wait, isn't his ankle still broken?"

"Yeah, He called a limo. He's getting his car worked on." I chuckled and nodded. So that's why his car was gone.

"Thanks Mr. Gray," I waved and walked back over to my bike.

"Have fun," he said and waved, then walked back inside the house and closed the door. I shook my head and peddled back onto the street. Typical Shane. At least he was smart enough to call a limo. I chuckled. A limo? I know I never called a limo when I needed a ride somewhere. But hey, he was a celebrity. It's not like he could just take a taxi and not be spotted, right?

I finally reached my house, seeing my parents car was gone. I pulled up right next to the driveway and parked my bike. I grabbed the lemon bars and jogged up to my door, opening it and walking inside. I closed the door and walked over to the kitchen.

"Oh my gosh!" I gasped, grabbing my chest. "Shane, you scared me." He set down his glass of water and stood up, grabbing his crutches.

"Sorry," he walked over, smiling. I sighed and met him halfway, getting on my toes and kissing his lips.

"How did you get in?" I asked.

"Your parents let me in before they left," I nodded.

"Here, these are courtesy of Caitlyn's Mom," I held up the bag of lemon bars and Shane's eyes lit up. He grabbed the bag and hugged me.

"You're the best, Mitch!" I laughed.

"So, did my parents say where they were going?" I asked.

"They said something about golfing with the Albertos," I nodded and Shane's smile grew as he opened the bag and bit into of them them. He closed his eyes and groaned. "Oh my sweet and sour lemon bars. Where is Caitlyn's Mom? I have to hug that woman!" I laughed and shook my head.

"Unless you want to drive all the way to her house, she's not getting a hug right now." I told him, a smile plastered on my face.

"Fine, then I'll just hug you until then," I giggled and Shane walked closer, hugging me again. He suddenly dropped his crutches and I looked up at him. He cupped my face in his hands and pulled me close, pressing our lips together. I clentched Shane's shirt in my palms and kissed him back, running my lips over his. I felt him smile and then suddenly deepen the kiss. I pulled away, still clentching Shane's shirt in my hands. He looked confused. I breathed and smiled.

"Let's find another room," I told him and suddenly his lips curled into a smile. I picked up Shane's crutches and he took them. I walked over to the stairs, hearing Shane just feet behind me. I jogged up them and headed over to the bathroom. I closed the door and opened one of the darwers inthe counter. I pulled out my makeup bag and brushed on a cherry lipstain. But as I looked in the mirror, I realized what I was doing. I set down my lipstain and took a deep breath. "What are you doing Mitchie?" I whispered to myself, looking at my reflection in the mirror. I put away my makeup and walked into my room, finding Shane sitting on my bed, his hands covering his face. "Shane?" he looked up and sighed.

"Mitchie, I-" I put my hand up.

"I know, Shane." He put his face back in his hands and I walked over to him, sitting down on my bed beside him. I bit my lip and thought for a moment. Shane sighed again and took my hand, holding it between his and massaging it.

There had to be solutions, there had to be. There had to be ways around this "problem" we kept running into. We wanted to be together, we wanted to show each other we loved the other. And we wanted to do it physically. But how. "I know how." I whispered to myself. Shane lifted his head and looked at me. "Shane, I think I have a solution to this,"

"What?" he asked, still massaging my hand. I put my other hand on top of his and smiled.

"Well, what if we set ourselves a limit?" he arched his brow.

"A limit?"

"Yes."

"What do you mean? Like a limit on kissing?" he said and then chuckled.

"Kind of. I mean a limit that stops somewhere between kissing and... the clothes coming off." I bit my lip once I finished and Shane thought for a second.

"And you're sure you can commit to this, I mean, since you don't have a promise to keep?" he asked.

"Shane, I do have a promise to keep. I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't help you break your promise to God." Shane smiled.

"You really did?"

"Of course." I smiled. He leaned over and pecked my lips.

"I love you, Mitchie."

"I love you too, Shane." I kissed him back and we made our promise not to go any further than we needed to. We promised that if either of us was to try to go further, as in removing clothing, the other could stop it and neither would have regrets about it, no matter what.

"Oh, Shane..." I panted. We lay on my bed, Shane on top of me. Both of us fully dressed and showing our love. He sucked the skin on my neck, leaving his mark. I dug my fingers into his clothed shoulders and panted even harder. He then moved down my neck, leaving kisses everywhere. The hem of my shirt stopped just above my breasts and he never went any further than what he could see. I respected him for that. He now knew his limitations and I knew he wouldn't cross them.

"I love you," Shane whispered and kissed my chest again. I smiled and ran my hands down his arms, feeling his muscles on my finger tips. Suddenly, Shane moved back up to my mouth and slid his tongue inside, surprising me and making my heart beat quicken. I moved my hands back up to his shoulders and pulled him closer. We had a tongue war for a few minutes, until our tongues were too tired to fight anymore, and then went back to kissing.

Five minutes later we finally stopped. Both of us panting, holding each other close. I kissed Shane's nose and put my leg over his thigh. Shane ran his hand across my leg and I giggled.

"I love it when you touch me," I told him and he smiled.

"And I love it when you love me." I cupped his face and pressed my lips to his. I slowly pulled away and ran my fingers through his hair. "You know," he spoke. "You're the first girl I've ever let run there fingers through my hair."

"And can I ask why?" He shrugged.

"I don't know, I guess I've just never trusted any girl but you." I ran my fingers through his hair again and rested my forehead against his.

"I never want this to end."

"Me either." I closed my eyes and Shane continued rubbing my leg with his calloused hand. The most perfect hands ever.

Suddenly, I heard a car door slam. My eyes shot open and then widened.

"Crap! It's my parents," I said and we let go of each other. I ran over to the mirror and fixed myself -running my fingers through my hair, wiping my smeared makeup and tying my hair to the side to cover Shane's mark. Shane ran into the bathroom across the hall and I heard the front door open.

"Mitchie?" Mom shouted.

"Up here!" I shouted back and quickly ran over to my window sill, grabbing my guitar and putting the strap over my neck. Mom and Dad appeared in the door way, smiling at me. "Hey, how was golfing with the Albertos?" I asked.

"Shane told you?" Dad asked and I nodded.

"Hi Mr. and Mrs. Torres," I heard Shane and my parents turned around, seeing him behind them. I closed my eyes for a moment, feeling so releaved that Shane popped up right then.

"Hi Shane," Mom said. "Have you been here the whole time?"

"Yeah, Mitchie and I were watching TV for a while and then we just came up here about ten minutes ago to mess around on her guitar," I nodded. Mom and Dad looked back at me and I smiled, strumming my guitar.

"Well, that's nice. You two have fun." we nodded. "I'm going to go make some lunch. Are you two hungry?" Mom asked.

"Starving!" Shane and I both said in unision and Mom chuckled, then walked away with Dad. My eyes widened and I burst out laughing. Shane let out his breath and walked in.

"Oh my gosh! I cannot believe you," I said, lifting the guitar strap over my head. "You are such a good liar. How much practice have you had?" I asked, laughing.

"A lot. I have to cover for Nate and Jason all the time." I smiled and Shane walked over. I stood up and he lifted me into the air. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.

"Baby, you're amazing!"

"No more than you are, Babe."

*Mwah* A masterpiece! Lovely and loving. Hope you enjoyed it. Let me know what you thought and I'll work on the next chapter soon! xD