This will be my Christmas two or threeshot-depending on how long the second part is. Hope everyone likes it-reviews are loved!

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Talking, laughing, and Christmas music filled the air as several different conversations went on at once. It wasn't a dressy party, but most of the guests had on jeans or other casual attire.

Caitlyn was not exception, walking around the room in her bright blue skinny jeans. There weren't many people there that night that she really cared to see or talk to, but seeing as most of the Camp Rock people had attended, she thought it would be nice to go.

It was Christmas Eve and Caitlyn was in a room full of all the friends made over the summer, in addition to a few non-friends made over the summer. Shane, Nate, Jason, Peggy, Ella, and even Tess were only a few of those she enjoyed laughing with. Mitchie, however, was one she could have gone without celebrating with.

Mitchie was, as these thoughts crossed Caitlyn's mind, standing at one side of the room, watching everyone with a blank look and making no attempt at mingling with her fellow campers. She was probably feeling sorry for herself-as usual. Oh, and staring longingly at Shane, as always.

As though feeling the eyes on him, Shane turned and gave the room a quick glance over. The moment he caught Mitchie gazing at him longingly, he snapped his eyes elsewhere uncomfortably.

"What, Shane, not used to her yet?" Nate asked with a small smirk on his face when he caught his older brother's reaction to Mitchie's stare.

"It's so creepy." He muttered, glancing over his shoulder at the brunette still standing and watching him blankly, and Nate only laughed.

"I'm sure it's not just her-anyone staring at you like that would be creepy." He pointed out in a matter of fact tone, but Shane shook his head slowly, as if thinking deeply, "You disagree?"

"It might not bother me if it were someone elseā€¦it just depends on who." Shane shrugged simply, tossing his empty cup in the trash.

"Well, I think it's creepy." Nate stated.

"You're just boring, Nate, what do you know?" he scoffed, "You should learn to let loose at parties-like me."

"Like you?" Nate looked amused, "All you do is stand around."

"So?"

"That's not letting loose." He pointed out to his older brother.

"Well, what is?" Shane shrugged carelessly, glancing around at the various guests in the room. He really wished Mitchie was stop staring at him.

"Okay, Shane, then, I challenge you." Nate's words surprised Shane, and he looked at his younger brother in suspicion a moment before nodding with finality.

"Fine."

"If you think you're so suave and can let loose, I challenge you to get one of the girls in here under the mistletoe over there and kiss her." Nate smirked at Shane's plainly surprised expression.

Caitlyn noticed Mitchie's constant staring at Shane and rolled her eyes before approaching the two brothers with a faint smile. They abruptly fell silent, making her raise an eyebrow.

"Did I miss something?"

"Nothing that matters." Shane replied, but his eyes were anywhere but meeting hers and her suspicion only grew. And the smirk on Nate's face didn't quell the curiosity any, either.

"Oh?" Caitlyn rolled her eyes, "Why don't I believe you?"

"Because you are far too untrusting." Shane remarked simply, eye roving around the room and Caitlyn instead turned to Nate.

"What mischief are you two up to now?" she asked with a smile, "Anything I should know about?"

"Maybe, maybe not." Nate's simple response came with a shrug, but the words were barely out of his mouth before Caitlyn felt Shane tap her on the shoulder.

"Come on, I'll show you what 'mischief'." He commented casually. Something inside Caitlyn told her that they were going to play a trick on her or something, but she only rolled her eyes and followed. How bad could it really be?

"You wanted to show me the door?" Caitlyn raised her eyebrows and looked up at Shane with a bored expression, "I don't get it."

"This isn't a door, Cait, this is technically a doorway." He corrected her with mock arrogance and she chuckled and shook her head.

"Yeah, and what's that got to do with you and Nate acting all suspicious?" Caitlyn asked slowly, trying but failing to piece it all together. Shane looked amused at her question.

"Stop trying to figure it out, you never will." He shook his head.

"Well, then explain." Caitlyn insisted, feeling herself growing impatient.

As soon as the words slipped out of her mouth, Caitlyn's eyes widened when Shane leaned down slightly and pressed his lips firmly against her. There was no time to react, but she was frozen anyways. His tongue flicked across her lips before Shane pulled away with a smug smile on his face.

"Mistletoe, Caity." He explained simply, gesturing upward at the spoken object. She couldn't have cared less, though, and Caitlyn didn't even bother to look upward. Her mind was otherwise engaged at registering the fact that almost all the guests in the room were either laughing, whistling (as if Shane needed encouragement), or clapping obnoxiously.

"Jerk." She hissed, slapping Shane across the cheek before pushing roughly past him to grab her coat and dash out the front door. Caitlyn left a red mark and a confused look on Shane's face.

Merry Christmas Eve Eve! Lol Leave reviews, please!