So Wrong, But Feels So Right

Summary: -Camille/Logan/OC- "I am trying not to tell you, but I want to. I'm scared of what you'll say. So I'm hiding what I'm feeling, but I'm tired of holding this inside my head. I've been spending all my time just thinking about you. I don't know what to do, I think I'm fallin' for you." Friends who joke a little too personally, sit a little too closely, hug for a little too long, are just friends? Yeah, right. They say there's no way guys and girls can just be friends. But that's what Logan Mitchell and Rhuben Jackson-McGuire are: best friends and nothing's going to change that. But, that gets harder as you grow up and get in relationships. Jealousy is a hard concept to ignore; green isn't a good color on just anybody you know. Falling for each other was never part of the equation.

NOTE – Alternate title is "Nothing Even Matters"

A Virgo is the most caring friend you can ever have. They will help you with just about everything.

~1~

"And then you drop all your weight on your back foot, right Logan? Right, Logan?"

17-year-old Logan Mitchell blinked, slamming back into reality. He grinned sheepishly into the mirror in front of him as Rhuben Jackson-McGuire rolled her eyes. He and his friends, Kendall Knight, Carlos Garcia, and James Diamond were in the dance studio at Rocque Records, working on dance moves to accompany songs for their album, Elevate, for the many performances that were coming up for them.

Logan never thought he'd ever see his friend again, hell, he never thought he'd be moving to California to be shaped into the newest boy band, but he did, two years prior. When he was sixteen, Gustavo Rocque went looking for "his fire" all over the United States, having found it in St. Paul, Minnesota in the form of his best friend, Kendall Knight.

But, Kendall didn't want to be a pop star, it was actually the dream of James Diamond, his other best friend. Being the selfless person Kendall is, he agreed to move to California, only if he could be a singing group with James, himself, and Carlos Garcia, the last of their quartet. Gustavo wasn't happy about it, but he agreed, as he really wanted Kendall to sing for him. So he, his friends, and Kendall's mom, Kacy, and sister, Katie, all packed up and flew out to California.

What they learned when they got there was how hard the music business was going to be, and how they needed to be prepared for everything that could possibly come flying their way. What better way to do that, than to be mentored by, not only Dak Zevon, the most popular teen icon out there, but by who he had mentored, the DarkElements, a family band from Australia.

Riley was the band's wardrobe stylist, helping Rocque Records' marketing team with looks for the guys, Rhuben was their choreographer, hired after Mr. X quit, Patrick and Noah helped the boys with song writing, and Sydney helped Gustavo and Ronan, and the boys themselves, with producing music, or anything else they needed. Paired with Dak, who helped with vocal runs, stage presence, warm ups, and a lot of other things, they were sure to improve pretty quickly.

At this point, Logan hadn't kept up with the music business, because all he wanted to do was to study, get good grades, keep his friends out of trouble, and make it through medical school in one piece. Imagine his shock and surprise when he came face to face with his old friends from Texas. He hoped to be able to pick up right where they had left off, but with years of no contact from each other, that proved to be more difficult than he thought. They weren't as open and lively; but more sheltered, and serious, seeming to be guarded about everything.

Over the first year of being in California, Logan slowly regained his friendship with them, as well as the other boys and Katie, who he was sure had a serious crush on both Patrick and Noah, developing friendships with them along the way. Unfortunately, they had also learned that their new friends had been suffering through years of child abuse at the hand of their father, and manager, Robert Jackson.

Logan felt sick when he had found out. For years, he had noticed their bruises and injuries, but never put two and two together about what was going on. But, even then, he had a bad feeling about Robert, whether he knew the truth or not. But, he felt so bad, like it was his fault that it happened. He was the smart one, he should've known. And that was what made him want to rekindle his friendship with them; no matter how hard they made it. It was actually Kendall who was able to look past their cold exterior and learn that all they ever wanted was to have friends, so they tried to be that for them.

And it worked. They were there through their friend's trial, and watching Robert being carted off to jail. They were also there for them when their music producer of eight years and possibly their closest friend, Ronan McGuire, wanted to adopt them. They had finally got the happy ending that they wanted; a real family. And over the next two years, while they didn't have the friendship they used to have, he was happy to have the friendship that they had now. If it wasn't for them, and for Dak, Big Time Rush wouldn't be the success that it is.

"Right, sorry," Logan replied, doing the dance move in question, placing all of his weight on his back right foot as he leaned back, arching his back, like the rest of his friends.

"Anyway," Rhuben called loudly as Logan blushed. He and Kendall were easily the weakest dancers out of the four boys that made up Big Time Rush, and both of them hated being called out on it in front of everyone else, even though they knew all Rhuben was doing was trying to help them out.

"From this pose you will swing your body forward and land with all your weight on your left foot, and your right foot will be out behind you, as if you're ready to kick a soccer ball. Then with your right foot, kick forward once, back once, and forward twice along to the beat of the song. Then, you kick back once, forward once, and back twice." She slowly showed the movements before clapping her hands together, turning to face the boys. "You guys got it? Alright, let's try just that part with the music."

She made her way over to the large stereo system mounted on the wall and jabbed her thumb into the PLAY button. "Elevate a little higher. Let's throw a party in the sky and celebrate." The chorus to their song, Elevate, flooded the room. "Five, six, sev-en, eight."

As the four boys started dancing, the sound of feet tapping against the ground was heard above the loud, pounding music. Just like everyone else, Logan kept their eyes on himself in the mirror, never pausing to look at anything else in fear of breaking concentration.

"Keep going! Don't stop!" Rhuben called out, her arms crossed hvoer her chest as she slowly walked around the boys, giving them a critical eye. "One, two, three, and four! Kick-turn! Left punch, right punch! And spin on fly. K-Dawg, you're off half a beat." Kendall frowned, but continued to dance, trying to get back in unison with everyone else.

She watched for a moment longer before turning off the music. "Alright, stop." She waved her hand over her head when she noticed James was still dancing. Logan rolled his eyes, but laughed a little bit. James always tried to show off in front of Rhuben, Rhuben's twin sister Riley, or any of their other girl friends. He had continued the dance for a few more steps without any accompanying music.

"You've already impressed me today, Handsome," Rhuben said, giving him a pointed look, although she had a small smile on her face. "Don't push your luck." James merely shrugged before going to grab his towel. "Anyway, Handsome, good job as usual, but don't bounce so much." She then turned towards Carlos. "Care Bare, you give away your mistakes with the face you make, try to smile through everything." She nodded over at Kendall. "K-Dawg; you need a little more help piecing this together, but you've got the moves done pact when they're separate. Remind me to set up a time to meet you to help." Kendall nodded, giving her a thumbs up, breathing too hard to answer vocally. "And Logie-Bear—" Rhuben looped an arm around Logan's waist, chuckling slightly at his wince at the nickname, "great job, today. A few missteps, but keep practicing and you'll have it down in no time."

Logan couldn't help but smile. He knew he did a good job that day, but it was great to get some reassurance from their choreographer as well, despite being called 'Logie-Bear' the nickname he's hated since he was a kid. Rhuben, Riley, and their brothers, Patrick, Noah, and Sydney gave nicknames to all of their friends as a way to signify and confirm their friendship. The five of them didn't make friends that easily, but once they did become friends with you, it was pretty much guaranteed they'd be there for the rest of your life.

"All in all, that was great," Rhuben said with a smile at the four boys. "Hi-Hat will be happy with your progress when she comes back."

"Thanks for helping us out on such short notice, Beautiful," James said with a wink as he moved to gather his stuff. "Seriously, you didn't have to come in the last week of summer to help out."

The boys of Big Time Rush gave the Jacksons nicknames in return. When they had first met Riley and Rhuben, it was hard for them to tell the twin girls apart. Not wanting to make them mad about forgetting their names, James resorted to doing what he did best with girls; flirting. Trying to butter them up, he resorted to calling both of them Beautiful, and in turn, the two girls called him Handsome.

"I know I didn't, but why would I miss the chance to hang out with my boys?" Rhuben asked, putting a hand over her heart. She then laughed a little bit. "Hey, I understand that Hi-Hat had to help Rihanna on such short notice. Just be lucky that I wasn't busy. So, I'll see you guys later?"

"Aren't you coming back to the PalmWoods?" Kendall asked, stopping in the middle of shouldering his dance bag.

"Yeah, I thought you needed homework help," Logan commented with a small frown.

He and Rhuben always did homework together if and when she was having trouble understanding what they were covering in school. While Logan, James, Carlos, and Kendall attended the school at the Palm Woods, Rhuben and her brothers and sisters were all homeschooled; often meeting up with the Palm Woods teacher, Miss Collins to be sure they were still on track with the lesson plan for the year.

"Can't," Rhuben replied, pulling the elastic band out of her hair, before gathering her hair up in her hands, making side ponytail, "I've got other dancers to help today."

"You mean, we're not your only clients?" James asked, putting a hand over his heart, eyes widening. "I'm shocked."

"You don't even pay me, Handsome," Rhuben pointed out, an amused look crossing her face as she put her hands on her hips. "So, you're not my clients. You're my friends.

"Yes we do, pay you," Carlos pressed, a firm look on his face. He then crossed the room to her, giving her a tight bear hug, lifting her off the floor. "We pay you with love."

"And gratitude," Kendall added with a small laugh as Carlos set the small girl down. "Seriously, we really appreciate it."

"You're welcome K-Dawg," Rhuben replied with a nod before turning back to Logan. "Anyway, I'll be over later for homework help. I'm stuck on math, and you know how much I hate doing it."

Logan groaned, putting a hand over his heart. "Please don't let me hear the words 'hate' and 'math' together in the same sentence again," he joked, shaking his head.

"Ok, we're not that tight at the moment," Rhuben replied with a roll of her eyes. "So yeah, if you're ever in a tight spot, just hit us up and we'll come help you out in a second, mates." She then stretched her arms over her head and let out a loud yawn. "Sorry, we just got in a few days ago and I'm still jet exhausted."

"You figured you'd be used to flying back and forth to Australia by now," Logan commented with a frown, as they all grabbed their stuff, heading out of the dance studio. "You do it twice a year."

"You don't get used to losing and gaining a day, mate," Rhuben replied, her accent filling her voice as she talked through her yawn. "I've got to get going, but I'll text you guys later." She started picking up her stuff, shoving them into her backpack.

"Hey, what are you working on?" James asked, grabbing a notebook, helping her put her stuff away. He flipped it open, spotting page after page filled with writing. "Do you write?"

"Do you read?" Rhuben instantly shot back, arching an eyebrow, purposefully snapping the book closed on his thumb. She motioned to the word 'CONFIDENTIAL' written on the front. "It's just some stuff. Songs. Stories. You know, that kind of stuff."

"Ooh, anything about us?" Carlos asked, wiggling his fingers towards the notebook. Rhuben pulled James's thumb out of the book before smacking Carlos's hands. "Ouch. Alright fine, I'll stay out." He grinned. "For now, anyway." Rhuben couldn't help but laugh along with everybody.

"Maybe you can hear it later." she said, motioning for them to leave the room. She flipped the lights off behind them, and locked the door with her keys before dropping them into her bag. "So, what have you guys been up to this summer?"

"Dancing, singing, getting screamed at," Kendall counted out on his fingers, "you know, the usual."

"Hoping for a back massage," James said in a sing-song voice, looking over at the shorter girl.

Rhuben ignored him. "No really! What have you been up to? I wan full details of your summer. It has to be much more interesting than me being back in Australia for three months." The four boys gave her odd looks; no it wasn't better than being in Australia. They would've given anything to have gone three months without Gustavo yelling at them.

"It's really just been same old, same old around here," Logan said with a shake of his head, laughing a little bit at her excitement. She was the type that always wanted to know what was going on with her friends even when she was away from them for half a day. "What about you? How was Oz? You must be pretty bored with your break."

After working nonstop for so many years, the Jacksons decided to take a year off from music. They were let out of their contracts with Rocque Records, and started the summer off fresh and free from meetings, rehearsals, and concerts.

"I think the more important question here is, did you find an Ozzie boyfriend?" James asked, practically pushing Logan out of the way, putting his arm around Rhuben's shoulders. "I think that's what we all want to know."

Logan frowned, rubbing his shoulder where James pushed him. He never understood how James could flirt with, well all girls, but both Riley and Rhuben, and have them flirt back on occasion and just call it their sense of humor. He believed the two girls whenever they said that they didn't have feelings for him, but he didn't like them sending him false hope with their flirting. But, when it all came down to it, it never hurt anybody else's friendship, so he just let it go.

"Yeah right, like I had the free time to get a boyfriend all summer," she said with a laugh and James gave a sigh of relief, causing her to lightly hit him in the stomach as they made their way out to the parking lot She followed them to the "Big Time Rush" mobile, still talking to them. "And before any of you ask, yes, Dak did come down to Australia for a little bit, but no, we aren't dating. We're just friends. That's it."

Logan couldn't help but smile. Ever since he met her, she had been fighting rumors that she and Dak Zevon, one of the most popular teen icons of their generation, were together. They were friends before Logan moved to California, and they had been each others dates to a few industry parties, but he knew she was an old fashion girl, and she never classified her relationships as serious until someone actually asked her to be their girlfriend, not just go on a few dates and claim they were together. She would correct you pretty quickly whenever she was on that subject.

But, that wasn't the first time something like that happened. Ever since she and her brothers and sister started working with Big Time Rush, there were rumors going around at one point or another that the two girls were dating one of the four boys at some random point during the year. That wasn't true at all, although they got a few good laughs out of it; mainly because most of the gossip sites never took the time to try and figure out if it was Riley or Rhuben in the picture. Logan quickly learned that people trying to pry into his personal life was something people got money off of in California, and he was putting himself in the industry for it.

"Bella, you should get going or you're going to be late," Logan said, glancing at his watch. If it was one thing he knew she hated, it was being late; whether it was herself or other people.

"Thanks, Logie," Rhuben replied, giving him a warm smile. She reached into her bag and pulled out her car keys. "Hoo-Roo."

Rhuben reached her hands up to her hair and adjusted her side ponytail before looking around Palm Woods apartment 2J. "I don't know how you can concentrate, I mean, a cool crib like this, I wonder how you guys can get any homework done."

"You have to figure out how to do this on your own, and I've given you enough hints already," Logan said, keeping his eyes down in his notebook as he finished his own homework. "And it's pretty easy once you put your mind to it. Anyway, I thought you wanted to hang out."

"That's what Fridays are for," Rhuben replied, setting her chair legs down onto the ground. "You, Riles, and I always hang out."

"Yeah," Logan agreed with a nod, "we do." Ever since they were kids, the three of them tried to spend every Friday with each other, something that quickly was adapted into some sort of 'ritual' as they got older. As well, Patrick, Noah, and Sydney always spent the night at apartment 2J every Friday night. "But, even when you, Kendall, and Riley hang out, she spends some time alone with him."

"That's true," Rhuben agreed, waving her hand in the air. "Why do you think she always has Kendall in last for wardrobe fitting?"

"Huh," Logan said, an amused look on his face, "I never thought of that." He then gave her a confused look. "But, you changed the subject." He gave her a grin. "Back to math." Rhuben pursed her lips, setting her chair back down on all fours. "Sorry, Bella, but you don't have the best track record with getting work done."

"I get work done," Rhuben replied, feigning annoyance. She gave a one-shoulder shrug, something else she, and her family was famous for. "I just get them done at the last minute." She then gave him a pleading look. "If you tell me how to do this now, I'll get it done faster."

Logan chuckled, shaking his head. That definitely didn't change. She was a big procrastinator, while he liked to get things done as soon as possible. But, she always amazed him that she could still get decent grades, even when putting them off at the last minute. According to her, it wasn't about when she did it, or how prepared she was, rather how much she liked doing the assigned work.

"If I trusted you to do it, I'd leave you alone," Logan pointed out to her, ignoring her pleading look, with some difficulty. "Plus, I'm going out with Camille later, so I'd rather get this done as soon as I can."

Camille Roberts, one of Big Time Rush's first friend at the Palm Woods, was also Logan's girlfriend. She wasn't shy about her feelings for him; taking every opportunity she could to kiss him. A lot. She was an actress, and used her theatrics to get them out of a lot of jams. He was grateful for her, and while the PDA was embarrassing, he learned to get used to it, and she helped keep him grounded. And most importantly, she understood what he wanted to do in life, why he was in California, and how hard things were.

"Math nerd," Rhuben commented, giving Logan a teasing grin, her nose wrinkling slightly, like it did whenever she was teasing someone. "Just make sure you don't get arrested for PDA." She used her shoulder to brush her hair out of her face as he started to blush. "I mean, I have some money stashed away just in case, but I'd rather not have to use it."

"Hey, I take offense to that," Logan deadpanned. He thought for a moment, "to both of that." He frowned. "Just because I like math, doesn't mean I'm a nerd. I need to learn it for medical school anyway. Sometimes, I don't think you worry enough." Rhuben looked up and saw that he was staring back at her. Her eyebrows twitched slightly and Logan's lips twitched into a small smile. "I'm a Virgo, it's what I do." He cleared his throat. "So, what are we doing for our birthday this year?" he asked. "Usual party on the 15th?"

He, Rhuben, and Riley were all 17 years old, turning 18 that month, September. He was born on September 14th and they were born on September 16th. When they were kids, they always had a combined birthday on the 15th something they tried to keep doing when they were reunited. And this year was big.

"Um," Rhuben used the tip of her pencil to scratch at her eyebrow, "I don't know if we want to do that this year."

Logan blinked in surprise. "But, we always do that."

"Yeahh," Rhuben agreed with a nod, "but Riles and I were thinking…we are turning 18." Her smile widened a little more. "You deserve to have a day to celebrate all on your own. 18 is a big deal."

"If you think it's a good idea," Logan said, still frowning. "I just thought it'd be cool to share the day."

"I already share my birthday with my sister," Rhuben pointed out, "I think that's sharing enough." Logan couldn't tell if she was joking or being serious.

"I just think—"

Logan stopped when the door to the apartment swung open and Camille walked in, smiling, a purse on her shoulder. "Hey, guys," she greeted the two of them, stopping beside Logan to give him a kiss on the cheek. "How's homework going?"

"Well enough that I'm delighted to see you here," Rhuben replied with an over the top smile, giving a thumbs up. She let out a small laugh. "I've been trying to think of a good excuse to get out of here, so thanks for coming."

"No problem," Camille replied, adjusting her purse on her shoulder. "Making distractions is what I do best." She gave a small bow and the two girls laughed.

It was true. With Camille working her way up of being an actress, she helped her friends out of sticky situations, putting her acting skills to the test, making some sort of distraction to help them with a plan. For example, she dressed up as a construction worker when Big Time Rush tried to turn their dingy apartment into the crib they were currently living it.

"Dot, dot, dot?" Logan asked as Rhuben starting packing up her stuff. It was some kind of a secret code they had starting using when they were kids, to show that they couldn't finish their conversation, but wanted to finish it at a later time.

"Sure," Rhuben replied, zipping up her backpack. Logan got to his feet, too. "See ya." She gave Logan and Camille a quick hug before making her way out of the apartment.

"Hope I didn't interrupt anything important," Camille commented, briefly closing her eyes as she breathed in Logan's scent as she wrapped her arms around his waist in a hug.

"Nah, you didn't," Logan replied before giving her a kiss. "I'll just talk to her later."

"Good," Camille said with a sweet smile, "because now I'm all yours."

"Wouldn't want it any other way."

A/N: Yes, this was posted before, but this is a re-write.

So, slow beginning. But, this was mainly just to introduce the characters. You'll be seeing everybody in this fic in some way shape or form. Not sure how long it's going to be yet. Each chapter will start with a horoscope/characteristic about Virgos since both Logan and Rhuben are virgos. Anyway, again, this is a request fic for Rage-Against-Time.

PS: If you want to know what fics we have coming up (in no particular order) check out our tumblr page. On the left side of the column is a clickable link that says "Upcoming Fics" go check that out. :)

Cheers,

-Rhubes