"Ow...Ow...OW!" Katie exclaimed as Camille aligned silver barrettes in her hair. She was fixing Katie up to go out with Kyle to his grandfather's 90th birthday party. They were going to some fancy restaurant, and Kyle didn't want to be the only kid there. Even though Katie was trying to hide it, she was excited.

Despite the fact that Camille was trying to avoid Logan while she sorted herself out, she'd promised Katie a couple weeks before that she would take her out to get her dress and help her with her hair. She and Katie had gotten pretty close the past couple of weeks, and she didn't want to mess up their relationship just because she and Logan were "on a break."

Camille sighed, her hands still in Katie's hair. "Katie, please be still. Besides, I'm almost done." She said, her eyes squinted in concentration.

"Yes, but these barrettes are digging into my skull," she whined.

"I'll loosen them later, now shush." Camille whispered. "And...We're done!" she said happily after a few minutes, spinning Katie around in her chair so that she was facing the mirror in her vanity that Mrs. Knight had bought her months before. It was untouched until now.

Katie gasped when she saw herself. Camille really had done an amazing job. Her hair was curled softly at the ends, with six shimmering barrettes aligned perfectly at the crown of her head. The simple green dress Camille picked out suited her perfectly, and complemented her reddish brown hair.

"Well? Do you like it?" Camille asked a hopeful smile on her face as she clasped her hands together.

Katie nodded vigorously, standing from her seat and pulling Camille into a hug.

"I love it. Thank you."

A smile spread across Camille's face. "You're very welcome."

"I don't need make-up or anything?" Katie asked, cocking her head to the side.

A surprised, but amused smile crept onto Camille's face. "Is Katie Knight implying that she wants to wear make-up?" She fake gasped.

Katie glared at her. "Shut up."

Camille laughed. "No, you do not need make-up. You're too gorgeous for it." She smiled at her softly as Katie rolled her eyes.

Camille raised her eyebrows. "What? You are." She grabbed her make-up bag, rummaging through it for some lip gloss.

Katie watched her, the words that came out of her mouth unintentional.

"Are you and Logan really over?" She asked.

Camille stopped searching through her bag and looked up at Katie.

"I-I don't know...I hope not," Camille admitted. "We're not in a good enough place right now to really tell."

"Do you think he'll take you back?" Katie asked.

Camille sighed and walked over to Katie's bed, motioning for Katie to sit down next to her.

"Katie, this isn't really up to him this time," Camille explained. "It's up to me, and if I care enough about our relationship and want us to last, then I have to take the first step and open myself up to him...and I'm not sure if I'm ready to do that yet." Camille laughed lightly, shaking her head.

"I'm sorry Katie, I'm depressing you before your first real date with Kyle." she said.

Katie shook her head. "Oh please. You're not depressing me. I find you and Logan's relationship extremely entertaining."

Camille laughed. "Good to know,'' She said sarcastically. "Now, are you ready to drop everyone's jaw?" she asked, placing a tube of lip gloss into Katie's hand.

Katie shrugged. "I guess so."

With that, Camille led Katie out of the bedroom into the living room, where everyone was waiting for them.

As soon as Katie came into view, Mrs. Knight squealed and immediately attacked her in a bear hug.

"You look so beautiful!" She beamed. Katie patted her mother's back gingerly, mouthing "Help me" to everyone in the room.

Mrs. Knight's eyes widened as an idea suddenly came to her head. "Here, let me get the camera," she said, letting go of Katie and scurrying down the hall.

Carlos smiled as he walked up to Katie. "She's right, you know. You look purdy," he told her, taking her hand and twirling her around as she blushed.

Camille smiled at them and turned to Kendall. "Where's James and Logan?" She asked, her face scrunched in curiosity.

Kendall tore his eyes from his sister to look at Camille. "Well Logan fled exactly two minutes after you showed up, and James left not too long ago." He told her.

Camille nodded her head slowly in understanding, faintly hearing the click of Mrs. Knight's camera.

Kendall suddenly did a double take at Camille. "Why? Did you want to talk to Logan?" he asked.

Camille shook her head. "No, not yet."

"Why not?"

Camille sighed. "It's...

"Complicated?" Kendall finished for her.

Camille nodded. "Exactly."

Kendall placed his hand on her shoulder softly. "It can't be that complicated that it can jeopardize the strongest relationship I've ever seen," he started. "Cami, you can trust us, you can trust Logan," He said, looking at her sadly before giving her shoulder a small squeeze and walking toward Katie, leaving Camille with her thoughts.

Camille was wandering the Palm Woods alone after Katie left the apartment with Kyle, followed by Kendall and Carlos, who had put on their tree hats, going out the door to "checkup" on Katie. Camille could only imagine how that was going.

She was walking through the lobby when she saw a familiar face. She stopped and walked over to the person.

"Hey James," she said warmly to him.

James jumped a little, never taking his eyes away from the magazine he was reading. "Oh hey Camille," he mumbled. He could feel her eyes burning into her skull, and couldn't help but glance at her. When he did, he saw a look on her face that he didn't like at all. She looked hurt. And James knew exactly why. He'd been basically avoiding Camille since Logan had practically told him to stay away from her in case he lost control of his feelings. James actually thought that what Logan had said was a good idea, but not having anything to do with Camille was easier said than done. He knew that she was starting to get suspicious.

James watched as his magazine was snatched out of his hands, and as Camille walked in front of him, forcing him to look at her.

"James are you mad at me? Did I do something wrong that I'm unaware of?" She asked, looking at him sternly.

"What? No!" he exclaimed.

"Then what is your problem? You've barely even looked at me in the past month, James," She looked into his eyes. "I miss you." She admitted softly.

James looked at Camille apologetically, regretting the words that left his lips. "I've missed you too, Camille," he said.

Camille sighed, sitting back down next to James as tears welled up in her eyes, her emotions overwhelming her yet again. James put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

Camille looked up at him gratefully. "You want to walk with me?" She asked, her brown eyes looking into his hazel ones.

"Say no, James." He thought. "Just say no."

"Of course," he replied, mentally slapping himself.

James didn't know how it happened, but about five minutes later, he was taking a walk with Camille in the Palm Woods Park, listening to her spill her guts to him...not that he minded.

"I love him, James, I do, but...I haven't opened up to anyone besides you about my past and, it's hard for me, you know?" She said to him, staring up at the night sky.

James nodded. "I understand. I mean, you've been through hell and back. I can't imagine how you must feel." He said. "But you and I both know that Logan is probably the most caring, understanding person in the world. You can trust him with this. He loves you."

"I just don't want Logan or anyone else looking at me differently, like I'm fragile, weak...broken." Camille said softly.

"I don't look at you in that way." James said, giving her a small smile.

Camille smiled back. "I know," she said. "Thanks, James. I'm glad we did this. I'm sorry for dumping all of this on you but everyone else is pressuring me to talk to Logan and..."

"Shhh...It's okay," James cut in. "That's what I'm here for." He grinned.

Camille sighed, pulling James into a hug, feeling some sort of relief being pulled from her. She and James always had the best talks. He understood her in ways that no one else did, not even Jo.

She smiled. Sometimes she just needed her best friend.

James James James...Will he ever learn? Haha, thanks for all the support guys, it means the world to me that people out there are reading my work and actually like it.

And I'm still laughing at Big Time Rocker...Too hilarious. Someone PLEASE pm me so we can discuss it. Haha, i just need someone to talk to about the episode's greatness :P I love you guys!

~R.I.P. Rachel