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BASIC BACKGROUND: Basically, they're dating, and Shane is famous. Annndd he's just breaking away from Connect 3, sort of like what real 'Shane' (Joe) is doing.
Mitchie picked up her phone as she finished picking toys up off her neighbors' living room floor after she had put the two children she was babysitting to bed, balancing it between her shoulder and ear. "Hey," she answered, not even having to look at the caller ID to know it was her boyfriend Shane.
"Hey baby," he responded. "I've got a proposition for ya."
She held the phone in her hand, plopping down on the couch. "I'm listening."
"We need a lead for my first solo music video."
The familiar lovesick smile spread across her features. "Do I get to kiss you on camera?"
"And off," he answered. She giggled.
"I'd love to."
Two weeks later Mitchie grumbled to Shane, annoyed. "I have to wear that?" she asked, eyeing the skimpy cheerleader outfit incredulously.
Shane gave her a sheepish smile. "You agreed to be the lead, plus I'm sure you'll look ho-" at seeing the glare she was giving him he changed his choice of words immediately, "ho...norable?" he hesitated, causing Mitchie to giggle at him, but then quickly glare at him once again.
"Come on babe, you'll look so cute, I've seen you in a bikini, what's the big deal?"
She smacked his chest. "I don't really mind you seeing me wear it, not that the ogling doesn't bother me, it's your fans, do you know what they're going to say if I wear this?"
He chuckled. "Who cares what they think? I love you, my opinion should be the only one that matters."
She sighed and stomped her foot defeatedly. "Fine," she pouted, taking the outfit and heading to her dressing room.
She came back a few minutes later and was highly disturbed by the cat calls the crew was giving her. She quickly ran over to Shane, who was in makeup. "Shane," she whined, stretching out his name. "I don't like this."
His eyes widened as they looked her body up and down. She slapped the back of his head. "Are you going to do that the entire time?"
He stood up and shot her a smile that made her knees go weak and her anger dissipate. He pulled her to his chest and kissed her head. "You look beautiful," he whispered.
She grumbled, "I look like a slut."
He chuckled and leaned down to her ear. "That's kind of the point."
She stepped away from him and stared at him in disbelief. "What?"
"Baby, have you not heard this song? You cheat on me, remember?"
Mitchie's mouth opened and closed several times. "Oh...I forgot." She blushed and buried her face in her hands, mumbling, "I don't think I can do this anymore."
He pulled her back into his arms and shushed her. "You're going to be amazing. Please? I have to kiss you like, 5 times, I didn't want someone else to do it."
"But I have to kiss another guy," she mumbled into his chest.
"I know," he said quietly. "That guy is kinda Nate."
She looked up at him, her eyes wide. "I have to not only dress and act like a slut, I have to kiss my best friend's boyfriend? I have to like, make out with him, don't I?"
He nodded sadly and she groaned and buried her face in his chest. "Why is he doing that part?" she mumbled.
He shrugged. "He wanted to be part of the music video since it's my first solo one. That's the only other guy part."
She whined. "The press is going to hate me."
"I know, but I'll still love you," he said, offering a sheepish smile to her glare through narrowed eyes.
She sighed. "Fine, let's get this over with."
He grinned and let his arm fall around her waist, leading her to the set. "That's my girl."
After a few minute talk with the director, they decided they would do all the kissing scenes first to appease Mitchie. First was the easy part: slutty flirting with Shane.
Mitchie, being the innocent and shy girl she was, needed a lot of prompting to let loose her inner bad girl.
"Come on baby," Shane begged after the fifth take of no avail. "You can do this."
She whined. "I can't. I'm terrible at being a slut," she pouted.
He chuckled. "Today is the only day you are ever allowed to complain about that."
She gave him a half smile but it fell moments later. "I can't do it."
He sighed and put two fingers under her chin, bringing her lips up to his, kissing her sweetly. She stared up at him, dazed, after he pulled away. "How about now? Please?"
She nodded, unable to find her voice and was only pulled out of her daze when Shane stepped away and the director called action.
Mitchie, having finally found her inner slut, to be blunt, walked over to Shane flirtasously, swaying her hips.
As she approached him she bit her lip and started to twirl her hair around her finger. She saw his eyes light up when he saw her, but not in a way she liked. She reached him and stared flirting with him. She knew in the video no one could hear what they were saying, so while keeping up her acting she started talking to. "Stop looking at me like that or you won't have a girlfriend when this is over."
He kept staring at her and smiling while saying, "I can't, baby, it'll ruin the shot," before capturing her lips with his in a fiery kiss.
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