A/N: I own nothing.
I don't know why I'm coming up with these ideas, but I can't complain. I think I made Camille and Logan a little out of character, but I figured they had to be somewhat calm and tired after the dance.

Being the gentleman that he is, Logan stayed with Camille even after the dance was over. He offered his jacket to her when the exited Rocque Records, he sat next to her on the car ride home, and he walked with her back to Palm Woods Hotel.

The two took their time walking through the hotel. They made their way to the lobby and noticed Carlos and Stephanie positioned on the chairs, laughing over something. The two made a good pair. Kendall and Jo were holding hands as they made their way to the pool, probably to spend some more time together. James took the stairs back to the apartment in order to avoid the mob of girls. He really needed to pay more attention to what he was doing.

Seeing that their options were limited, Logan and Camille made their way to the pool area as well. They noticed Kendall and Jo were in one of the tents so the other pair positioned themselves on the furthest lounge chairs. Logan found it nice to spend time away from the guys sometimes, especially when he was in the company of a really cool girl. Camille was pretty down to earth if one were to spend one-on-one time with her, which Logan was noticing.

"Thank you for taking me to the dance," Camille said.

"I hope it was memorable for you," Logan replied.

She smiled, "It definitely was. From the way you asked me, to your performance, to the dancing, and even right now."

He returned the smile and looked down. Logan recalled being nervous asking Camille to the dance and he was nervous again. He wasn't sure if he was starting to like Camille back, but he was enjoying her company. In fact, he always seemed to enjoy it when she would come around and hang out with the boys. A part of him felt a little happier when she came by.

Did that mean he was having a crush on her? Is that how it was supposed to feel? Logan may be a 16 year old boy, but he never really paid attention to girls back in Minnesota. His focus was on school, hockey, and getting the other 3 guys out of trouble. But since they moved to a new state, that meant experiencing new things. I guess this was one of them.

Logan looked at Camille, who was looking off at Jo and Kendall. She saw the two of them cuddling and talking and smiled. She wanted that. She wanted that with Logan, but she wasn't going to pressure him into anything. Camille may be pushy as an actress, but she knew when to back off when it came to real emotions.

He continued to survey her. Her brown curls were coming out of its bun, but she still looked pretty. Her eyes dazzled due to the reflection of the pool. Her skin seemed paler than usual but that was because of the moon. Logan never denied that Camille was pretty. He was always so focused on her personality. This quiet side of Camille was not shown often, but it was nice to see it. He could get used to the method actress in her and the real her.

Camille could feel Logan's eyes on her. She kept her focus on the other couple for a bit then shifted onto the pool. She wanted to know what he was thinking. She was sure of her feelings for him, but did he feel the same? She was hoping he did, especially since he went out of his way to ask her the way he did. Friends don't normally do that unless the liked each other, right? She slowly closed her eyes and sighed.

"Did you want to go back to your apartment?" Logan asked, sensing her tiredness.

"Yeah, it is getting late," she answered, getting up.

Logan immediately stood up to walk with her.

Camille noticed, "You don't have to walk me, I just have to take the elevator to the third floor."

"I know, but I don't mind," he softly said.

She smiled. He was always a gentleman.

The pair walked into the lobby and saw that Carlos and Stephanie had left. They made their way into the elevator and rode in a comfortable silence. The doors opened and Camille stepped out with Logan right next to her. They walked to her apartment door within a matter of seconds. Camille turned around to face Logan.

"Thanks for walking me, even if you didn't have to," she said.

He smiled, "It was my pleasure."

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" she asked.

"Yeah, tomorrow," he replied.

They stood there for a few more seconds. Neither of them wanted the night to end. Logan scratched the back of his head, thinking of what to say next.

"So I was wondering," he started, "Did you maybe want to get a smoothie tomorrow? Uh, if you're free of course."

"Well, actually, I was going to run some lines for an audition I have on Friday," she said, "but I could use the help? And maybe we can get a smoothie after?"

"Sounds great," he said instantly, "Uh, ahem, uh, what time should I meet you?"

She thought about it, "How about 1 o'clock by the pool?"

"That's fine with me," Logan said.

"I have to warn you though," Camille slowly smiled, "This scene has a lot of slapping, yelling, and… um… kissing. Can you handle that?"

"Wait, so I can actually respond to your slapping by yelling back?" he asked, causing the pair to laugh, "I think I can hold my ground."

"And how about the other thing?" she kept her voice low.

"Well, you've done it before. I guess I'll just have to be prepared," he whispered.

Camille looked at Logan in the eyes and he did the same. She could feel a slight tension building up. If they stayed like this any longer, they probably would kiss. Although a part of Camille wanted that, she knew things would get awkward the next day. Logan was the type to think things through and take it slow. She could learn to do the same, especially when it came to this.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Logan," she went on her toes and kissed him on the cheek.

Kisses on the cheek aren't that bad.

"Goodnight, Camille," he said, keeping his composure.

She opened her door and went straight to her room so she could relive everything that happened that night. Meanwhile, Logan was still at her door cupping his right cheek. Yes, tomorrow was going to be another good day for the two.


A/N: I quite liked this story, if I do say so myself. This was just my take on what happened that night. Anyway, just another random thought. Enjoy!