Aaaaaaaand here are my one shots! WOOHOO! Remember guys, the first two stories are mine own, so give me your ideas.

I want your most CHALLENGING ideas. The quirkiest pairing you can think of, the weirdest plot; what if Miles ran off to join the circus, what if Ryan could walk? What if Toby could see or Matty had some weird and wild affair with Evan? WHAT IF ZACK AND RUSSELL HOOKED UP?!

Y'know, stuff like that (but weirder... if you like any of the above, I may write about it) but I also want to cannon stuff as well. Remember, you guys control the stories; I just write them :)

Anyways, here's the first one, and remember to comment your ideas!

Title: First Date:

World: Stop Judging Me

Character(s): Jack, Casey and Clara

Pairing: Jack and Casey

POV: Third Person.

Canon/Non Canon: Canon

Age(s): 15, 16 and 37

Prompt: None

Jack had spent the last half hour wearing out the carpet as he paced up and down the hall. Wringing his hands together, he kept glancing up at the clock, only to notice that not even a minute had passed since he had last looked at it.

"Jackson, what are you doing?" Clara asked and wiped soup suds on her pants.

"I… I'm waiting for Casey to arrive," Jack replied nervously.

"Casey… Casey… which one was he again?" Clara asked curiously.

"The tall one with the blue hair."

"Oh! He's a handsome one, isn't he," Clara said slyly as she nudged her blushing son in the ribs.

"W-Well yeah. H-He i-is. I-I mean… no… yes. N-yes. I… sh-shut up!"

"Well, I'm sure he'd be glad to hear that because I ushered him into the living room ten minutes ago," Clara replied vaguely. "Now stop stressing and come down stairs; the poor boy has been waiting for you."

"Wait – if you knew he was here then why ask about which one I was dating?"

"I wanted to watch you squirm," She replied cheerfully, causing Jack to groan.

"You're a shitty mother," He grumbled and headed downstairs, followed by a pearl of laughter from his mother.

He entered the living room where Casey was sitting. His head was lowered with his fingers threaded through his hair, nervously tugging at blue strands.

Jack almost smiled at the sight. All this time, he had been stressing about the date, not knowing that Casey felt the same. He felt his cheek heat and his heart beat faster and faster and he felt a tiny bit braver.

"Casey?"

Casey quickly flung his head around and licked his lips, mouth slowly stretching into a nervous smile. "J-Jack. You're ready?"

"Y-Yeah, I-I am."

"Grea-" Casey quickly cleared his throat and stood up, trying again. "G-Great. Then, let's go."

"Alright; I-I'll b-be ba-back bef-before t-ten, Mum!" Jack called, knowing his mother was within hearing distance and followed Casey out the door, heart jumping when the taller teen threaded their fingers together.