Well, I hope you like it. Did you see the preview for the new Big Time Rush? It looks awesome, but I'm kind of confused about what will happen. I guess that's a good thing, because the previews always give away the main story line. It seems like they switch roles though...? James being all geeky and Logan being cool and popular.


Returning For Friendship

Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush.

"Camille? Camille!" the blonde girl called out. She had come to Hollywood to apologize to Camille. She wasn't sure that Camille would forgive her though. She walked up to the front desk of the unfamiliar hotel, "Does Camille live here?" she asked the man.

"Yeah, why?" he snapped.

"I just wanted to see her. Can you tell me her room number?" she asked.

He rolled his eyes and sighed loudly, "She's in room 3D! Now leave!"

"Someone's cranky!" she muttered to herself as she took the elevator upstairs.

When she reached the third floor, she walked down the hallway until she reached room 3D. She hesitated, then knocked on the door.

"Coming Logan!" she heard Camille say, cheerfully. Logan? she thought, who's he? Camille opened the door, smiling, but that smile quickly turned into a frown, "Jessica?"

"Hi!" Jessica greeted, hoping that she had completely forgotten about our rotten past.

"What do you want?" she asked, sharply.

"Your time?" the blonde wished.

Camille sighed, "Fine."

Camille just stood there, so Jessica invited herself in.

They walked to the couch and sat down.

"Can you make it quick? I have a date with my boyfriend in five minutes," Camille told her.

"It won't be long... wait... boyfriend?" Jessica responded.

"Yeah, he'll be here in five minutes. What do you want?" Camille asked, angrily.

"I wanted to apologize for what happened two years ago. I shouldn't have done what I did."

"You stopped being my friend and hung out with the popular girl, so she wouldn't make fun of you..." Camille told her.

"I know and..." Jessica started to say.

"And, you and her teamed up on me and started calling me names and bullying me!" Camille cried.

Jessica sighed, "I'm really sorry! But I've changed! I'm a better person now!" she responded, her voice full of regret.

"Yeah, like I could believe that. It's too late to apologize, Jessica, that was the worst time of my life!" Camille yelled.

"But..." Jessica tried to say.

There was a knock on the door, to which Camille stood up and answered it.

"Hey Logan," she greeted.

"Hi," Logan responded, noticing Jessica, "Am I interrupting something? We can reschedule..."

"No, it's fine," Camille answered, "Jessica, leave my apartment now." she ordered in a stern voice.

Jessica ran out.

"Who was that?" Logan asked.

"Just an old friend, as in not a friend anymore," Camille told him.

"Oh. I'm sorry," he stated.

"Don't be," Camille answered, "Now, let's go."

Logan smiled, as they walked down the stairs and out the doors of their home. They were off to the beach to have a picnic.

During the date, Camille seemed very distant, which worried Logan.

"Are you okay Camille?" he asked, "Is something bothering you?"

"No, I'm fine," she responded.

"We've been dating for three months now. I know when something's wrong with you. Come on, tell me," Logan pleaded.

"Okay," Camille finally agreed, "It all started when I was in third grade. Jessica, the girl who I was just talking to, and I were the best friends in the world. We hung out all the time. We slept over at each other's houses, we ate lunch together, we even couldn't stop talking in math class. We were inseparable. Then one day, in seventh grade, the popular girl, Natalie, started picking on us. I was used to that kind of thing, but not Jessica. She couldn't stand it," Camille told every detail of her story. She noticed Logan just sitting there, listening to every word that came out of her mouth. That was something she wasn't familiar with. No one ever really paid attention to her, besides Jessica, the back-stabbing, so-called best friend. She admired this about Logan.

"And so Jessica started hanging out with Natalie, to avoid getting made fun of and bullied. I was pretty upset with her, but at least she would still hang out with me on the weekends. But one day, she stopped hanging out with me altogether and worst of all, she and Natalie started teaming up and bullying me. It was horrible. Every night I would come home crying, but my dad was always at work and my mom... well I don't want to talk about that right now. Several months later, I became really involved in acting, because it helped me concentrate on my character and forget about what had happened at school. The drama teacher was really impressed with my acting and told my dad that I should be on a higher level of acting, rather than just performing in middle school plays. So my dad and I moved to Hollywood. He got his job back, as a construction worker and I was acting. Jessica and I haven't talked since I left. That's pretty much the story," Camille explained.

Logan still seemed to be absorbing it all, "Wow," he finally stated, "That explains a lot."

"Yeah..." Camille responded, "You're the only person I've told that too. I never told anyone, not even my dad."

"I feel special," Logan said, trying to lighten the mood.

It worked. Camille laughed, "More special than you can imagine, Logan."

Logan smiled. Camille was really something.

They continued to sit there, leaning against one another, just enjoying each other's company, until sunset.

"Wow, I can't believe it's already getting dark," Camille mentioned.

"Yeah, we better get home," Logan stated.

She agreed and they started walking back to the Palm Woods.

Meanwhile, Carlos, Kendall, and James were playing an intense game of "Would You Rather."

"Okay Carlos, your turn," Kendall stated.

"Okay James, would you rather... have to go on a date with 100 ugly girls separately or ask 100 hot girls out, but get rejected every time?"

"You are evil!" James responded. Carlos laughed, he knew James would have trouble with this question. He cared about the looks of girls a lot, but he really hated rejection at the same time, "Pass!"

"You can't pass!" Carlos told him.

"Clearly, I can," James responded.

"No fair!" Carlos answered.

"James! Just pick one!" Kendall yelled. It's not like either of these things would really happen... or would they? (No, I'm probably just playing with your minds to think that this will really happen.)

"Okay fine, I'd rather get rejected by 100 hot girls, you happy?" James responded.

"Yes, okay, your turn Kendall," Carlos stated.

"Okay, Carlos, would you rather break your leg and have to use a wheel chair for a year or never be able to eat corn dogs again?" Kendall asked.

Carlos gasped at the second choice, "No way! I'd rather break my leg!"

"James's turn!" Carlos sung.

"Okay, Kendall, would you rather fall down a well or never be allowed to play hockey again?"

"Fall down a well, no hesitation," Kendall answered simply.

Suddenly, Logan walked in the door.

"Hey Logan! Do you want to play Would You Rather with us?" Carlos asked, cheerfully.

"No thanks, I'm tired. I'm just going to go to bed," he answered, as he walked into his room, thinking about what Camille had told him.

"Going to bed? It's only 8:00," James stated.

"Oh well," Kendall responded. They all decided to watch some TV after that.

The next morning, Carlos woke up early like he usually does. He headed downstairs to sit in front of the glorious pool. A couple hours later, he was joined by James. By now, it was 10:00 in the morning.

"Hey, isn't the dance coming up? Have you asked anyone out yet?" Carlos asked him.

"No, not yet, but I see an opportunity," James responded, walking up to a pretty brunette girl.

"Hey, you want to go to the dance with me?" James asked, using his charm.

"Not really," she responded, walking away. James stood there, his mouth wide open.

"No one turns James Diamond down!" he yelled to no one in particular.

"Wow, I'd never thought I'd see this day," Carlos stated.

"You just wait," James told him. He stopped a blonde girl in her tracks, "You want to go to the dance on Friday?"

"With who?" she asked.

"Me!" James replied.

"Oh, then no," she told him.

"What?" James stood there stunned.

"Hey, didn't you say that you'd rather be rejected by 100 hot girls last night?" Carlos asked him.

"Yeah, but that stuff doesn't really happen..." James stated.

He asked another girl out, who routinely said no.

"Then again, maybe I'm wrong," James quietly said.

"Wait, if your 'Would You Rather' came true, then..." Carlos thought out loud, "Oh no..."


I hope you liked my story. I tried to make it interesting...