Hey guys! HAPPY NEW YEAR'S! I've stayed up since midnight writing this for you and now it's 3:14. That's in the AM, people! So, yeah, you're welcome. Please please please review! All reviewers get a shout out in the next chapter!

My heroes are still Dan Schneider, Guppy and Dr. Sheldon Cooper.

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Chapter 4

Punching mirrors

Star's POV

Jo and I were officially BFF's. Only problem was Jo was also BFF's with Camille, who still had some kind of a problem with me. And would not shut up about Logan. Logan did this, Logan did that, I told Logan. I was having a hard time keeping my fists to myself. I'd already broken Jo's favourite bracelet ("Kendall gave me that!"). Twice. The three of us were out for lunch at some fancy restaurant that I can't remember the name of. The director of Jo's TV show was treating... He just didn't know about it. Camille was going on and on about how she wanted Logan to get a tattoo of her face on his forearm. Apparently he had refused profusely, which made me perk up a little. I still had to excuse myself to the bathroom to avoid punching her face in. What did he see in Camille anyways? She talked way too much, slapped him all the time and was so overly possessive and fond of PDAs. I found it sickening. I knew I wasn't supposed to get myself so worked up but before I could get a grip on it, I felt myself slipping away. And then... that all too familiar darkness.

Stella's POV

She lost it. About time too. I've been sitting in the back of her head dealing with that Camille chick for like a week. And now all of Star Diamond's anger is seeping into me. I have to hit something. I have always favoured my left hand over my right. Funny. Star favours her right. I swing my left fist and feel something break. Perfect. I feel the anger draining away and seep back into Star's sub-conscious.

Star's POV

I felt an agonizing pain in my left hand. There were bits of glass all over the place. The mirror. Oh, crud. I couldn't help it anymore. I screamed in pain. Two waitresses, the manager, Jo and Camille came rushing in.

"Star!" Jo yelled. "Oh my God, what happened? Are you okay?"

"I... I don't know." What had happened?

"What do you mean you don't know?"

"I'm not sure. I think I punched the mirror."

"Why on earth would you do that?"

"I don't know. I don't even remember doing it."

"What? We have to get you to the hospital, now."

We left the restaurant after Jo called her director and told him to sort things out for us. Poor guy. The manager looked very scary, and I've seen Jo's director. Winnie the Pooh is more intimidating. When we got to the hospital I was rushed to surgery to get the glass out of my hand leaving Jo and Camille to explain things to the doctor and the guys. I'll give you three guesses which was going to be harder.

Logan's POV

What had happened? I wasn't completely sure. Camille and Jo called the guys and me, and Mrs. Knight and told them to get right down to the hospital. Star was still in surgery when we arrived and Camille had gone back to the Palm Woods. Jo was sitting by herself staring into space when we burst in. James' eyes did a quick sweep of the waiting room (which was surprisingly empty) landing on her. He stalked right up to her, us following and asked though gritted teeth "What happened to Star?"

"We were having lunch and she went to the bathroom. We heard her scream so we ran in and she was surrounded by glass. She said she might have punched the mirror. She said she wasn't sure if she did or not." Jo broke down into tears. Kendall sat next to her and pulled her into her lap, holding her as she cried.

James, speechless for the first time since he was three, stood there for a minute, processing this information. Then he went to the other side of the room and slumped into a chair. For the first time since I'd met him he looked as if a part of him had been stolen. Carlos surprised everyone by doing something sensible and going to call Mrs. Knight and Katie, to see when they would get here. When he came back he had two plastic cups of water. He gave one to Jo and the other to James. Then he sat beside James. He didn't say anything, just sat there. James looked at him and, as if Carlos had given him the strength, he started to cry. I would never have thought of that. Me, I did what I always did to relieve my stress. I paced. I was the only one in the band, aside from James of course, who knew about Star's condition. James didn't know I knew. But, Star and I had been very close back in Minnesota. I missed that. And Stella had broken my nose in seventh grade. Mrs. Knight and Katie joined us soon enough. Three long hours later the doctor came out.

"Star Diamond?" We all stood up.

"Well? What happened? Is Star okay?" James asked hurriedly.

"Miss Diamond is going to be fine. We got all the glass out and the anaesthesia has had no negative effects on her. She woke up about fifteen minutes ago. She's been asking for James, Carlos, Logan, Kendall, Jo, someone called Mama Knight, Katie, oh but if Camille is here she, quote un-quote, 'needn't bother coming in'."

"She's okay." Jo said. "If she still doesn't like Camille, she'll be grand." What's this problem with Camille?

"You may go in and see her now. Please don't overwhelm her; the operation will have left her feeling a little fragile. Room 213."

"Thank you doctor."

We went to her room and found her, sitting up in her bed flicking furiously through the channels on the tiny little TV in the corner. She turned it off, tossed the remote on the bed and faced us.

"Stupid TV only has five channels." She said. We all sighed with relief and James ran to embrace his sister.

"I'm so glad you're okay. I thought I'd lost you."

"I'm so sorry, James." She said as he pulled away. "I don't remember what happened but, I know I went into the bathroom and then blank. Next thing I knew I woke up and there was a doctor with really bad breath staring down at me. Now I know how lab-rats feel."

"Um, you punched a mirror." Jo said, slowly, going to her other side. "And then afterwards, you said you didn't remember if you had or not." Star was silent for a few minutes.

"Oh," she said, finally understanding. "Well. That's the first time that's happened since seventh grade."

"What?" Kendall, Carlos, Jo, Mrs. Knight and Katie asked at the same time.

"I'll explain later!" James whisper-shouted over his shoulder at them.

"No, you'll explain now!" Katie whisper-shouted back at him, pulling him out of the room by the ear. I hung back. I didn't need to hear the explanation. Star told me herself when we were thirteen. Katie poked her head around the door when she saw I wasn't following. "You coming Logan? You must be just as confused as we are."

"No, I've actually known since eighth grade."

"WHAT! How?" James said appearing next to Katie.

"Yeah, when Stella broke my nose."

"Who's Stella?" Katie asked. We, being the gentlemen we are, ignored her completely and went on with our conversation. She'd find out in about fifteen seconds anyway.

"You said your brother broke your nose!" James yelled.

"He did. After Stella did. My nose has gone through quite a lot of beatings." I said rubbing it at the memories. James looked flabbergasted at this, but let it go. (AN: Flabbergasted is actually a word. How awesome is that!) He closed the door and then it was just us. Then I couldn't hold it in any longer. She had to know how worried I was.

"Don't do that again. You have no idea how worried I was."

"I'm sorry, Logan. You know I can't control it. Something sets me off and that's it. I don't remember much but I do know you should be thankful it wasn't your girlfriend I smashed into iddy-biddy pieces."

"You mean Camille set you off? How? What did she do?"

"I don't know. I can't remember I just know it was definitely her. I don't want to talk about it." She looked around the room trying to find something else to talk about. She seemed defeated and slumped back in her bed. Then she perked up. "Hey you wouldn't go to my apartment and grab my guitar for me, would you? I have some lyrics buzzing around in my head, and they have no beat, and they're going to drive me insane!" I chuckled at her

"Sure, I will. Wait can you play with your hand all taped up like that?"

"I think so. I asked Dr. Whatshisname, and he said I probably could. Even if I can't, I think straighter with Lulu around anyway." I laughed. "What's so funny!"

"You! I can't believe you still call your guitar Lulu!"

"What's wrong with Lulu?" she demanded.

"Nothing, nothing. I'll go get her. Give me a half hour."

As I turned to go Star called me back. "Logan?" I turned around. "Don't get that tattoo of Camille. It just wouldn't be right." She shifted her position so her back was to me.

Stella's POV

Star shifts her position so her back is to Logan. She hears the door close and his footsteps echo down the hallway. A tear makes its way down her cheek. She remembers it all.

Meanwhile down in the hospital cafeteria.

Katie's POV

I nearly spat out my coffee. Star was schizophrenic? "But, how? I mean, you don't just become schizophrenic. Something has to happen to you."

"Oh, something happened alright." James said. "When Star was six and I was seven, she watched our dad die. He was crossing the street to get her some ice cream and she called him back to tell him she wanted sprinkles. He stopped in the middle of the street and he got hit by a bus. He was declared dead on the way to the hospital. Star blames herself for that to this day." He was starting to choke up. I put my hand on his and squeezed. He smiled at me to thank me and squeezed back.

"What?" Carlos and Kendall yelled. "She was six! She couldn't have known." They said simultaneously. They looked really angry. Mom put a hand on their arms to make them calm down, and nodded at James to continue.

"A couple of weeks after the funeral things were going back to normal. Then Stella (Star's other personality) came out and never fully left. She doesn't talk, she only comes out when Star gets angry about something. She punches or kicks something and then goes away, leaving Star to pick up the pieces."

Kendall sighed. "It's weird. This all happened because of sprinkles."We were all silent for a while. Then I thought of something. I turned to Jo.

"Jo? What happened at the restaurant? I mean, what set her off?"

"I don't know. It all seemed fine to me. Camille was talking about Logan not wanting a tattoo of her face on his arm, and then Star excused herself to the bathroom. That was all, really."

This is weird. I looked at Jo and Mom. They were both tearing up at James' story, as I'm sure I was. Kendall and Carlos looked like they wanted to bring Star and James' grandfather back to life, just so they could kill him again. James just looked sad.

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