A/N: My first Logan/Camille fic! Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Disclaimer: Lemme guess. I don't own anything, right?

Chapter 1

Camille put a packet of popcorn into her microwave, sighing. Even popcorn wasn't fun when she had no one to share it with. Even though she was supposed to be mad at Logan, she wanted him here. It was lazy days like today when they were supposed to go to the Palm Woods Park. She would jump on a swing and he would push her, flying towards the sky, then coming back down to him.

You're probably wondering what he could have done to upset Camille this much. Well, let's go back to that scene.

"Why do you always go behind my back?" Camille asked angrily. "First Mercedes, now Jo?" Logan rubbed the back of his neck wearily. He didn't feel like arguing with Camille at the moment. It was eleven P.M. and he had to get to the studio early the next morning.

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"I told you. I only hugged Jo because she seemed sad. And besides, she kissed me!" he retorted. Camille gasped. She clenched and unclenched her jaw slowly as she glared at her boyfriend. Or at least, he was her boyfriend.

"Wait," she said slowly, "You…kissed Jo? How could you?" Logan put a hand over his mouth. Maybe that wasn't the best thing to mention.

"I…um…well," he stammered. Camille raised her arm and Logan closed his eyes. He knew what was coming to him. Her hand came down on his cheek, emitting a loud crack sound. Logan instinctively started rubbing the reddened flesh as Camille burst out crying. He reached out to comfort her, but she snapped away.

"I never want to see your lying, despicable, conniving face again," she screamed. She ran towards her apartment suite, crying her eyes out.

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Camille took her popcorn out of the microwave after a few seconds and threw it into the garbage. She suddenly wasn't feeling very hungry. She went back to her room, passing her mother in the hallway.

"Are you alright?" she asked, touching her shoulder. Camille smiled weakly. She'd told her mom about the breakup a day before and they'd had a little pity party which included watching girl empowerment movies and pigging out on junk food.

"Don't worry. I'm over him," Camille assured. She shut her room door and slumped onto the floor, her back on the flat surface. She held her face in hands as she wept softly. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her new mini gold sundress (she had bought it because she knew Logan loved her in gold.)

"Screw this," she said to herself. She stood up and changed into the dress. Checking herself in the mirror, she smiled.

"I look hot," she said, "But it needs something more." She grabbed a tan sun hat, a pair of sparkly red cat-eye sunglasses, and gold gladiator sandals. "Perfect." Lastly, she grabbed her purse and walked out.

"Where are you going?" her mom asked. Her daughter looked a bit too dressed up just to be going for a walk in the park.

"Out," she replied, "I'll be back soon." Before her mother could get in another word, Camille was up and away.

A/N: Wow. That was surprisingly fun to write. I hope it was fun to read. Please review and please vote in my poll: Who should I write a story about next? Just go to my profile. Ta-ta!