"What are you doing with that?" James gasped, stepping forward.
"Don't come any closer." Myca said, stepping back.
"How did you get my comb?" He asked.
"I have my ways."
"What are you going to do?" Logan asked.
Myca eyed them with a devious smirk on her face. Then James realized.
"You wouldn't?"
"I think she would." Logan cut in.
"She's going to." Carlos said.
"Don't do it, Myca." Kendall pleaded.
Myca held either end in both hands and in one instant-SNAP! And two pieces fell to the floor. They all stared at the ground. Myca dusted her hands and then walked off. James fell to his knees in front of the two halves and lifted them in both hands. His breathing was shakey and he felt as if he was about to cry. Standing, he held both pieces close to his chest, his back to his friends.
"Guys?" He said. "I think I need to be alone." Sniffling, he ran off.
They all stared after him until Logan spoke up; "You think he's gonna cry?"
"Oh! Of course not. Well, maybe a little but he'll get over it sooner or later." Kendall said. "Right?"
O_O
James walked into the studio, his hair messed up, dressed in striped pajama pants, a white Tshirt and a long brown robe.
"Wrong." Logan said.
Everyone stared at James astonished as he slumped in a chair.
"What's wrong with James?" Gustavo whispered to Kelley. She shrugged and turned to Carlos.
"What's wrong with James?" She asked.
"Oh, Myca broke his favorite comb." He said. "And now he's moping."
Kelley turned back to Gustavo and informed him on what she found out.
"Oh is that all?" He got up and walked over to James, and pulled him up by the arm. "Awe! Get up James. you can always get another comb."
"No I can't."
"Just go to a store and get another one."
"It won't be the same!"
"Here." Gustavo said and pulled a comb out of nowhere. "Try this one."
James took it and tried combing through his hair and then threw it. "It's not the same."
They went through a few more combs until Gustavo just gave up.
"I give up." He said, and slumped in his own chair. "Let's just get to practicin or somethin."
Everyone filed into the recording studio, and began the song. But when it was James' turn, he only sighed and looked depressed.
"Okay! Stop! Stop!" Gustavo said, cutting the music. "Until James' depressed aura is ridden of, there is no more practice." Everyone groaned in dissappointment and filed out of the recording studio.
O_O
"You have to get James a new comb." Kendall said to Myca who was laying out on a beach chair.
She pulled down her glasses. "Not until he gets me a new blouse." she said and pushed the shades back up and layed back.
"Okay. If I promise he'll get you a new shirt, then will you get him a new comb?"
"Perhaps."
O_O
"You have to get Myca a new blouse." Kendall said to James as he sat slumped on the couch eating a bag of cheesey puffs.
He munched on a puff. "No."
"If I get her to buy you a new comb will you buy her a new blouse?"
"No."
"Why!"
"Because it won't be the same."
"What if I can get her to get your old comb back."
"It's not possible."
"What if I can get a comb that is better."
James jumped in Kendall's face. "There is no comb that will ever be better than my old one" He said, and sat back just as fast and continued to drown himself in cheese puffs on Kendall's couch.
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: Speaking of that, where do the other guys live. They're always at Kendalls. Do they all just live together or something?)
Kendall sighed in defeat and stood, turning his back to James and then threw over his shoulder; "Well I guess I'm going to have to tell the hot girls outside that you're still in a depressed state."
He had James' attention then; "Hot girls? What hot girls?"
Kendall sorta pivoted around and grinned. "The ones that couldn't wait to see you. Bu-u-t considering how depressed you are, you can't work and-"
James jumped up. "Fine." He said. "If Myca can get me a comb that is close to my old comb-which is impossible-then I won't be mad at her, and I can get to those hot girls."
Kendall's grin widened. "Okay, well get the blouse and meet us by the pool tomorrow at noon."
O_O
"He got up over being told that "hot girls" were after him?" Myca asked.
Kendall nodded.
She sighed. "Pathetic. But okay, I'll meet you by the pool."
"Tomorrow at noon?"
"Sure."
"Great!"
