"I understand," she murmured weakly.
"It's just that they were looking for someone with less...flair."
She clutched the phone receiver tighter. She fought down the tears threatening to fall.
"No, seriously… I get it. There are other auditions out there."
The man on the phone sighed. "Listen, I feel really bad that you didn't get this role. I know that you worked hard for this. But they did say that you're the back up. I mean, that's not really bad right?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Just…I'm sorry Camille."
"I know. Thanks though."
"Ok kid. I'll talk to you later."
She returned the receiver back to the cradle. It was raining outside. She felt even more depressed. When it rains, it most definitely pours.
She curled up on her bed and let the tears out. She felt vulnerable and weak. Nothing was going her way. She doesn't have a man and now, even her future as an actress is bleak.
You might as well just go home. No one cares for you here anyway.
After her father let her stay to pursue her dreams, her mother and father were trying to fix a rough patch in their marriage. They trust her enough to let her stay alone in Palm Woods while they try to fight a divorce from happening. Her father also commissioned the help of Kendall's mother to help look over her if she needs it.
No job…no lovelife…I have nothing. I don't even have friends anymore.
Well, that one is mostly her fault. She was humiliated to show her face to them after all the antics she pulled to get Logan but it all just blew up in her face. What was she thinking? Stalking and obsessively pushing her way into someone's life does not make for an ideal relationship.
Plus they're always hanging out with him and whatever girl he has in his arms. He's certainly exercising his freedom by dating girls left and right. His stupid face and those stupid girls falling for him. But then again, she was one of those girls.
She IS one of those girls.
The doorbell rang out loud. She wiped her face free of tears and ambled slowly to her door.
"Hey Camille!" Jo cheerfully greeted.
She forced a smile on her face and ushered the blonde girl in her apartment. "Hey! What's up?"
"I was just catching up on you. I feel like I haven't talked to you in forever."
She avoided Jo's inquisitive eyes. "I was busy. You know, with auditions and such"
"Oh…okay. How's everything?"
"It's just okay."
Jo nodded. She stared at the smaller girl. She's obviously not okay. She looked like she hasn't had a good night's sleep in weeks. Her skin is so much paler and her eyes lost their spark.
"We missed you."
Camille looked up in surprise. "Did he really?" she asked hopefully.
Jo felt uneasy. "Yeah, well James and Carlos wanted to play with you and Kendall said that he still wants to train figure skating with you…"
"Oh…"
"Camille, we're still your friends."
"I know that."
"Then why does it feel like you're avoiding us like the plague?"
"It's just kinda hard…seeing him," she admonished painfully. She wiped away the tears that betrayed her. "I know it's not your fault or anything but it just sucks when he has a girl constantly beside him."
Jo hugged her. "I know it is. I'm here for you."
Camille sobbed into her friend's arms. And she released all her pent-up frustration. At least for now, she had a friend to talk to.
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"We picked your leading lady!"
The blonde turned to the casting director. "So who is she?"
"Well, it was a very tough decision. Vanessa came through. Camille Roberts was pretty good though," the middle-aged director showed him the headshot of the High School Musical star.
"Camille Roberts?"
"Yeah…virtually unknown. But she was really convincing as Janet. Shame that the producers picked Vanessa because she's already a hot commodity right now."
"Can I see the headshot of that girl?"
"Sure," he said as he handed him the picture. "Why do you want to see it anyway?"
He grinned as he looked at the smiling face in the picture. "I think I want to work with this girl instead. Can you do it for me?"
"For you, Colby, anything!"
"Thanks man. I owe you one," he said as he flashed him a smile.
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Logan hates it. That guilty, nagging feeling that won't ever go away. He tried to rationalize his reason. It's really not his fault. She kissed his bestfriend. Okay, so that was a long time ago. And okay, he said they are forgiven.
It's not his fault that he feels suffocated with her. She's freaking everywhere. Always lurking in a corner, ready to tackle him, slap him or kiss him.
Fine, so he doesn't mind the kisses. But what he does mind is that he is being forced into giving in to her whims. She's too aggressive and very moody. She'll say no but would almost always mean yes. She doesn't understand logic. He just wanted her to back off.
He wants to explore other possibilities. His newfound fame gave him opportunities to be with other suitable ladies. Ladies of his caliber, ladies who would understand how his mind works.
So he really shouldn't feel guilty. And since he's the one who told her no is no, he really shouldn't miss her.
"Where's Logan?" Kendall asked the two boys on the couch playing their Xbox.
"Dieeeee," Carlos yelled as he furiously pressed on the controller. "He's in his room all depressed again."
"I will end you!" James screamed his battle cry as he delivered his final blow. "He's been in there for a long time now."
"Did you two check up on him at least?"
"No…he's alive. I think," James replied nonchalantly.
"He's gotta come out anytime soon," Carlos replied.
"You guys!"
"Fine!" Carlos indignantly stood up and walked to the bedroom door. "Hey man, you alive in there?"
They heard a muffled yes through the door.
"There, are you happy now?"
Kendall shook his head and muttered, "Idiots."
Logan walked out of the room looking disheveled.
"I'm going out," he said out loud.
James looked at him incredulously, "Looking like...that?! We have an image to uphold."
Logan mumbled something intelligible. They were about to deter him from going outside when Kendall's phone rang.
"Kendall here. Cancelled? Sweet! Freaking out?" The three boys gathered around him in curiousity.
"No, I didn't mean it that...no. Kelly, you gotta breathe. Wait let me...hang on!"
Kendall turned on his speaker so everyone could hear.
"He's FREAKING OUT! Griffin was here earlier and they had a shouting match! I've never seen it this bad. It's because of that Colby Anderson. I mean he is heavenly good-looking and Griffin wants a piece of him. I don't think he's going to drop you guys but it's a possibility," Kelly rambled on.
"Whoa, slow down!" Carlos yelled out.
"What is going on?" Logan asked.
"Just hang tight. We'll cancel today's recording. I'll just let you guys know. Later!"
"Wait!" They all screamed at the phone only to be met with silence.
"No more Big Time Rush?"
"Who the fuck is Colby Anderson?" Logan asked out loud.
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"You know, you need to get a rebound."
Camilled snorted in derision. Jo threw a pillow at her, laughing.
"And why the hell not?"
"I'm not going to put anyone in a position that I'm in. That's just unfair to him."
"Well, desperate times call for desperate measures."
Camille took another spoonful of rocky road ice cream.
Jo sighed. "At least, promise you'll think about it."
"I guess," the latter said glumly.
"Good! Now, put on Rocky Horror Picture Show."
Camille smiled as she followed her friend's order. Everything in her life is so messed up right now. And the worst part for her is that she knows she's stuck at this phase. She sighed. Maybe if she changed her attitude and meet other people things will start to brighten up. A different guy perhaps?
She stared at the television. She needs exposure for her job, that's for sure. She also needs to get out of the slump of a lovelife that she put herself in.
Maybe she does need to start looking at someone else for a change.
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So I'm super new here. I am in love with this LOMILLE and I think that we need to have more stories dedicated to them. I would really love to hear from my readers. I just want to know if people read this stuff or someone just accidentally clicked on the link. Please leave a review :D
