Hey! Ha, thank you everyone! Thank you for the favorites, reviews, and follows! I can't believe I'm doing well so far on this story, thank you all though for the support! Please enjoy this new chapter, after this one things can get a little crazy, yay! Disclaimer: I DON'T own anything but the plot of this crossover story, nothing at all but that! Enjoy! Oh, and the song James and Carlos were jamming to last chapter was 'Run Wild', written by James M. himself! Enjoy!

The whole day flew by so fast it took Chase a few minutes to notice it was lunchtime.

He entered the cafeteria in haze, hazel eyes light and carefree as he looked around for Adam, Leo, and Bree.

Only to see Bree and Leo at their usual table, but Adam was missing.

"Umm guys, where's Adam?" Chase asked; an eyebrow rose as he stared all confused.

Bree shrugged her shoulders, chewing on her salad. "Last time we saw him, he was walking with Carlos talking about…who knows with those guys, and I haven't seen them come around here yet."

"I think they're going to hang out together for lunch today." Leo added.

"What gives you that idea, Leo?" Said boy pointed over his shoulder with a boney finger, forkful of steak and rice halfway up to his mouth.

"I get that idea because James is eating lunch alone." He answered, Chase following his finger to a table not far from the cafeteria emergency exit.

James was sitting there all by himself, a tray of untouched food in front of him as he tuned the strings on his guitar; his black striped hoodie was off and around his waist, showing off a purple button-up over a black turtleneck.

He looked…a little lonely.

"I'm going to go ask him what's up." Chase decided, pushing the chair he was pulling back aside and getting up, straightening his shirt before walking off.

"He isn't coming back, is he?" Leo asked.

"Nope, but might as well watch and see if he makes a fool of himself; we'll have blackmail if he does." Bree answered, smiling deviously.

"Hey James, why are you here by yourself?" Chase asked, sitting down opposite the brunette; James looked up from his guitar and smiled warmly at the smaller boy, eyes bright.

"Oh Carlos and Adam hit it off so well they're outside for lunch, talking up a storm! I was with them but after a while I got bored and came back in, kind of figured they wouldn't miss me much so I thought of tuning my guitar's strings to pass the time. I'm bored, ha!" James explained, Chase's face going into a frown.

"But aren't you mad my brother stole your brother's attention?"

"Nah to be honest…I'm happy about it; Carlos may be a big ball of friendly energy and all, but it takes him a while to make friends sometimes. People judge him, think he's crazy since he's always jumpy but it's just that he's a normal hyper kind of guy, it takes a LOT to bring him down. Others take his hyper-ness for something bad, they don't bother to get know and see just how crash my baby brother is. Adam having some things in common with Carlos, talking to and treating him as another normal guy, it makes me happy and Carlos; as long as he's happy, I'm happy. So don't worry your pretty little head, Chase, I'm not mad." James said, throwing the other a wink to prove he was telling the truth.

'Pretty little head, did he just call me pretty?' Chase thought, surprised; he could feel a blush beginning to burn his thin cheeks but he forced it away with a shake of his head, smiling back at James.

"Oh okay, well…mind if I keep you company?" He asked, James' face going a slight pink.

"Nah, why would I decline the company of such a cute, smart guy? Stay with me, unless you don't want to since we spent most of the morning together." James said, looking a little nervous; his mood was back to its cheerful stupor when Chase shook his head.

"Nah, I like hanging out with you."

"Me too, Chase." A silence followed afterwards but not an awkward silence; Chase watched as James' tan, nimble fingers danced across the strings, he making his own guitar skills look pale in comparison.

"That's a nice guitar…sorry, just random talking here." Chase said, blushing when James quirked an eyebrow at him in amusement.

"Ha, it's okay. Yeah it's a pretty crash guitar, it was the last gift I got from my mom after she passed away; her name's Brooke like my mom, thought if I can't see her anymore might as well honor her with the one way I know how: playing my music."

"That's really nice of you, I'm pretty sure she's flattered you named the guitar she gave you after her." Chase said, blushing a bit when James reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Thanks, most people I tell that start thinking I'm crazy or something."

"You're not; they just don't get you is all."

"Yeah, they don't get me like you do." Chase was caught off guard at this.

"Don't look at me like that, you know what I'm saying is true." James said with a shrug.

"I-I get you?"

"Yeah you do, even if we've only been friends for two days. It takes me a while to talk about my mom with new people, even about her death. I'm not usually so social unless Carlos is with me and to be honest…I normally wouldn't have helped you yesterday if I didn't think I'd get something good out of it. I would just brushed you off and went off to class early; the fact that I felt like helping you, that I wanted to help you says a lot, Chase." James' eyes grow dark at this.

"I may look like a confident, smooth player on the outside, but I'm not like that on the inside. Losing my mom really messed me up inside, if it wasn't for Mami and Papi Garcia I would have completely lost my mind; Mom was all I had after she and Dad divorced, and to know he didn't want to take me in after hearing she passed away really made mad. He didn't really care about her, about us and I just wanted to run away from it all. Then Carlos and his parents came in and gave me a place to call home again, we move here and just when I think things will go bad again I meet you and Bree and Adam and Leo. Of course I didn't know we'd become friends but…I was hoping for it."

"R-Really, you've always wanted to be friends?" Chase asked.

"Yeah, but like I said I'm not that social without Carlos and because I didn't know how to talk to you I didn't try; then the fall incident yesterday happened and ta-da, all worked out. You turned out to be more amazing than I first thought…ha; did I scare you just now with all whole in-depth moment?" James asked, looking up from his guitar to meet Chase's hazel eyes.

"N-No, no you didn't scare me! It's just…you were really honest just now, and you said it's not easy to be so open without Carlos around so you surprised me there. But it was a good surprise…" Chase said, reaching over to take one of James' hands; the brunette flushed a bright pink at this but let out a chuckle as he smiled at the smaller boy.

"Thanks, and you are too cute for your own good sometimes." Chase looked away, smacking James' arm.

"You so ruined the moment."

"That I did, now I have a question for you: I was wondering, if your family would like to come over for dinner this Friday?" James asked, Chase meeting his eyes, shocked.

"You mean, as in come over your house? Come over your house and meet your family? Is that what you mean…?"

"Yeah, does that sound like a good idea? I mean I got the chance to meet your family, well apart from your step-mom, so why not return the favor? Mami was already thinking of that this morning when Carlos blabbed about us meeting up before school and…I think it would be nice for you to come over, what do you say?" James asked, packing away his guitar as he said this.

Chase felt faint; HE, come over his CRUSH'S house for a FAMILY dinner? Get the chance to meet HIS family, see what HIS life was like?

The universe was actually WORKING with Chase for once!

"U-Umm, sure that would be great! All I have to do is ask Mr. Dav-I mean my 'dad' and 'step-mom' Tasha if it's okay! I'm sure Adam, Bree and Leo would like to join too, you know since it's a family dinner and all!" Chase stumbled over his words, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. James' 100-watt smile nearly made him melt on the spot.

"Crash, you talk about it with your brothers and sister and then your folks, you let me know what they say okay? Wait, I forgot to give you my number…" James unzipped his backpack and pulled out a notebook and pen, ripping out a sheet and pulling off the cap with his teeth; he scribbled down his number in three seconds flat, handing the piece of paper to Chase.

"There, you give me a call with the answer later today, okay? Or you can call me for anything at all, no limits." James said with a wink, Chase only able to nod numbly in response.

"Crash, I have to go okay? Papi insists I call him during lunch to let him how me and Carlos are doing; I have to head outside so Principal Perry doesn't get my case again, talk to you later?" James got his stuff together and got up from the table, tray of untouched food (no way he's cafeteria junk!) in his free hand.

"Okay, see you later then! I-I mean, call you later ha!" Chase called at the other's retreating back; he looked down at the number the brunette gave him, grinning.

It won't take long for him to memorize it.