Author's note: Hey! So as you may know I was hacked recently haha and am now part of a joint story with moon soon.

I also found out today that in America that they have forests to scare the shit out of people in on Halloween, like for funzies! I know I was terrified to...

"James pleaseeeeee, what did I do?" Logan begged as James dragged him through the salon door.

"Why does everyone keep saying that?" James muttered as he pulled a reluctant Logan to an oddly geometrical shaped couch.

"Sit," he ordered before walking to the counter.

"Wolf," Logan barked sarcastically folding his arms as he looked away sulkily.

"So just get me when Teresa's ready and for Logan how about you Sally? I know it looks scary at first glance but-" "I can HEAR you James! how do you even HAVE your own hairdresser?" Logan shouts from his designated couch area.

"Pleaseee Logan, like I'd trust just ANYONE to touch this," James said gesturing towards his hair in a sweeping motion.

"So anyway Sally, I was thinking maybe like some highlights or something just to brighten up his hair, I mean you see it right."

Logan sighs irritated and decides to glare at James instead, because at this point there really was no point in arguing with him. He groans and puts his head in his hands thinking about how he could be with Camille right now.

"No one in the world could be in this much pain."

***********BTR**************

"Kendall, will Logan be okay? I mean with James, he won't come back bald will he?"

Kendall laughed heartily leaning back in his chair, "Please his hair will look amazing, but physiologically speaking I cant really guarantee anything," Kendall mused as he pulled at his new t shirt.

He remembered how James had ripped his other one in half only an hour ago. He frowned suddenly at the memory; he'd have to buy another one, you could never have too much plaid right?

Of course not.

"Logan's smart right? He'll figure something out?" Camille said unsure, hopping that Logan would find a way to hijack back their date and then Kendall could tag back in to the James date?... It had actually been going quite well until Kendall and James had shown up.

Not that she didn't like Kendall or anything, they were really good friends now actually. But he seemed entirely to amused about the whole situation in her opinion.

"Logan's smart but he's not THAT smart," Kendall laughed at his own joke and took a sip out of Logan's neglected drink. Camille frowned. "I mean have you ever BEEN shopping with James?" Kendall said emphasizing his apparent point.

Camille didn't understand what the big idea was. Its wasn't that bad. Sure he was pushy, but he was almost always right, apart from his "risky fashion choices" which had ended with him tackling her trying to put a bandanna on her head.

"Yes actually, quite a few times. Sure at first it's a bit overwhelming, but that boy really does know how to shop. I mean he DID pick out that blue outfit Logan likes." Camille said defending James and smiling at the thought of Logan. She really wished he were still here.

"You do look pretty hot in that," Kendall said in agreement. Camille blushed, "But you're a GIRL it's different!" Kendall countered quickly.

Camille rolled her eyes. "Maybe you guys are just being a bit dramatic." Camille said nonchalantly hinting at a smile, anticipating what she would probably be a hotheaded reaction.

"Did Camille Roberts just call me DAMATIC!" Kendall exclaimed loudly jumping out of his seat.

She rolled her eyes smirking, "Kendall darling, sit down your causing a scene." She mock whispered as Kendall glared at her.

*************BTR*****************

Logan waited in one of the swiveling chairs impatiently. He fidgeted and started swiveling the chair around in circles and then moved it up and down.

God he was acting like Carlos.

But seriously why was this taking so god damn long? The hairdresser had left saying she needed to get more product, which Logan was initially happy about I mean the less time prodding and pulling the better right? But she had been gone for a while now.

No wonder James left for hours when he said he was getting his hair done. He had ACTUALLY been doing that, like the WHOLE time.

Logan sighed irritably for what felt like the fifth time; "You know, one day when I am, you know forced to go to therapy from all the emotional pain you guys cause me. I will pick this moment out of all the other moments that I could choose from!" Logan muttered to James after he finished talking animatedly with the hairdresser.

Logan glared further he was ACTUALLY enjoying this, the MASOCAIST!

"Oh please you say I'M dramatic," James said poking his tongue out at Logan.

"Here read this, it'll be over before you know it." Logan slaps the magazine away immediately and it falls to the ground with a thud. James screams and a few of the hairdressers gasp at his action.

"What?" Logan yells angrily as he rolled his eyes and crossed his arms looking in a different direction.

"Have some class Logie this isn't a place where you can just…. Throw magazines!" James struggles to find his words to articulate the seriousness of this matter before picking up the pop tiger magazine and stroking it affectionately.

"Whatever,"-he sighed, "can this get any worse...Wait is that...Carlos!" Logan says squinting to look across the room.

Author's note: Why was Carlos at the salon! …I… have no idea I'm not writing it ^.^ hehe

P.S sorry this is so short I have broken my arm