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First, thanks to SydneyAmanda, DiamondsInTheRough01, bballgirl22, Royal Blue Eyes, Zeppo104, smiles1fun, ice dimanond, and keytapper for the reviews!

DiamondsInTheRough01: Logan needes to get over Camille cause he can't be with her anymore cause he's getting married to Vanessa. :)

ice dimanond: Thanks for the info! i can't wait until the movie!

Second: does anyone know what the last two episodes of season 1 are going to be?

Third, enjoy and review!

Fourth, warning: lots of potty words in this chapter :) jk, it's not that bad.


Chapter 8: Long Story Short

"Marriage is between two non pretty people who don't have a chance with pretty people so they're stuck with each other." –James (insert smack by Kendall here)

Warmly dressed in a thick black jacket and a gray sweater but still looking good, James waved a last goodbye to his parents before shutting the door of his house and jogging over to where his sister was waiting with her car. Ashley was leaning against her red Toyota Matrix as she chatted happily with Kendall and Carlos.

"Okay, let's get the hell out of here and to New York," James gave his friends a giant smirk.

"Do you have everything?" Ashley inquired, looking straight at her brother.

The brunette nodded as he patted the backpack that was slung over his shoulder before getting into the shotgun seat of his sister's car. "Hey!" Carlos frowned, "I wanted to run shotgun!"

"It's my sister's car, so deal with it," James stuck his tongue out at his friend. They all seemed to be in a better mood after they had a nice night's sleep in beds that they were actually used to and after a nice belly full of warm food.

"It doesn't matter who sits shotgun," Kendall chuckled as he got into the car and Carlos took the seat next to him. "Ashley, can you drive us to my house?"

"Sure," she replied as she turned on her car. Fifteen minutes later, they were parked outside the empty Knight house. It wasn't technically empty as it was still full of Kendall' s family's belongings and furniture. But no one had been in it for months now.

"Give me a couple of minutes. Don't go anywhere," Kendall ordered as he scrambled out of the car.

"Where would we go!" the other three rolled their eyes.

"Good point," the blonde shrugged before he ran to the side of the house. He appeared back by the car twenty minutes later with a frown. "With the money I had saved and the money I found in Katie's room, we're still short."

James swallowed hard, beginning to think that they had done so much for nothing. "What's the plan?"

Kendall smirked sneakily as an idea popped into his head. "We break into another house."

Sighing, Ashley turned to looked the blonde in the eyes, "Putting aside the fact that you stole a car and gas, you broke into Carlos's home and his dad nearly shot you. Haven't you learned your lesson yet?"

The blonde began to laugh, "Oh, Ashley, Ashley, Ashley." He was shaking his head with a smirk plastered on his lips. "How long have you known me?"

"About eight years," she confessed, not seeing where her brother's friend was going with this.

"And in those eight years, have I ever learned a lesson?" Kendall went on; now both Carlos and James were catching on and smirking.

Reluctantly, Ashley murmured a soft 'no' just before Kendall and the other two boys began to plan out the next big part of their 'Get to New York to Get to Logan' plan –they were half asleep when they came up with the name so it was still a work in progress name. Everything being talked out, James and Carlos jumped out of the car and followed Kendall across the street and to the house opposite of his. With some expert tree climbing and breaking in skills, the three boys were in and out of the room within ten minutes. After successfully getting into the house and then out, the three boys ran back to the car.

"What did you do?" Ashley inquired, not sure that she really wanted to know. She was sure that she was getting a headache from all the drama that she had been put through for the last eight hours.

"We kind of broke into Logan's house," Kendall began sheepishly as he put on his seatbelt.

"And kind of took his college fund money," Carlos finished with a nervous grin.

"You did what?" She was shocked that her brother and his friends did something so stupid. "You idiots, Logan has been saving up that money since he was eight but you know that better than I do!"

"Relax," Kendall tried to justify what they just did, "it's not like Logan won't get a scholarship anyways!"

"Plus, it's the least he can give after the hell he has put us through!" James defended, "Now, drive, woman! Drive! To the airport!" Ashley hit him hard upside the head before starting the car again.


"Thanks again for the money, sis."

"No problem. I owe Logan for helping me with my AP exams last year and for all that tutoring. And if the wedding does end up happening then tell Logan that he better send my invitation before I personally go get it from him," Ashley gave her brother a tight hug. "Be safe, kay?"

"Alright," James smiled warmly at her as they released.

"And you two," the brown haired girl turned to Kendall and Carlos who immediately snapped to attention. "Stay out of trouble."

"You're telling us to stay out of trouble?" Kendall scoffed playfully, crossing his arms and giving the girl a look.

Ashley laughed lightly before giving the two boys each a hug, "I know. But I have a clear conscience now that I at least told you not to. What you two do is up to you, and I sense that a lot more trouble is coming."

The three boys looked at each other before smirking, "Hell yeah." They were about to walk off to their bus (they were forced into taking the bus to New York since halfway to the airport they realized that none of them had their passports on them) when Ashley suddenly remembered something.

"Did you tell Carlos's dad about the car you stole?"

The boys stopped dead in their tracks before turning around with awkward expressions on their faces, "We didn't tell him all the details."

"What do you mean by that?" She inquired, this time it was her turn to cross her arms.

"Oh look the bus is leaving!" James stuttered out nervously before dragging the two boys away and onto the bus.


It had taken a long time and a lot of stolen things but James, Kendall, and Carlos had finally made it to New York. Their first line of business was to jet Jo out of jail so from the bus station they headed to the police station where Jo was.

Kendall used the remaining money to bail out his girlfriend and her friends. Luckily, Logan's savings was enough to cover all five girls. While Kendall paid the bail, James and Carlos sat in the waiting room, trying to guess who else was with Jo. So far they had guessed that it most definitely would be Camille and maybe Stephanie. After that, they drew a blank.

When he was done, Kendall grabbed the two boys and they followed a grumpy police officer, who kept mumbling something about the police station being swarmed with annoying teens under his breath, to the cell where his girlfriend was in. After unlocking the cell door, the pudgy policeman left the boys and girls alone.

"Kendall!" Jo looked relieved as she ran to Kendall and gave him a tight hug. "I'm so glad you're here!"

"I was so worried about you!" Kendall wrapped his arms around his girlfriend, relief flooding over him now that he knew that his girlfriend was okay.

Carlos walked into the cell and offered a hand to Stephanie who was sitting on the ground. Gladly accepting, she smiled at him, "Thanks for coming."

"I have to admit until ten minutes ago, I would never have guessed that you were here," the dark haired boy smirked a little before giving his friend a little hug. "It's a good thing that Logan had saved up so much money."

"What are you talking about?" Camille inquired, standing up from the hard bed.

"Long story short, we used Logan's college money to bail you guys out," Kendall summarized, still enveloping Jo in his arms.

The brown haired girl was silent as she thought about the ironic situation she was in. In the end, Logan held true to his promise, although he probably didn't know it, since it was his money that had bailed them out.

"Mercedes? What are you doing here?" James inquired as he made his way to the blonde haired heir.

Crossing her arms, Mercedes shrugged, "Long story short, we're Vanessa's bridesmaids. And this is Stella." The other blonde waved casually at the three boys.

"WHAT?" James, Carlos, and Kendall exclaimed, wide eyed. "Oh, hi, Stella. WHAT!"

"Vanessa is my 'best friend'," Mercedes explained using air quotes. "She wanted bridesmaids so I gathered the girls and we pulled a few pranks on the couple."

Kendall blinked as he digested what the blonde just said, "Wait a minute: you've seen Logan recently?"

The girls looked at each other uneasily before Stephanie piped up, "Yes."

"Where is he now?" James jumped into the conversation excitedly, thinking that they were finally going to see their best friend again.

"The hospital," Mercedes murmured a little too softly.

"Come again?" Carlos asked, not hearing what the blonde had said.

"The hospital," she repeated, louder this time.

Immediately letting go of his girlfriend, Kendall glared at her, furious, "What the hell did you do?"

"We didn't do anything!" Jo yelled, angry at the accusation.

"You said you pulled pranks on him. What did you do?" With every word, Kendall's volume was increasing.

"All we did was fake poison him and put wasabi in his food to make it super spicy and other things like that!" Mercedes butted into the couple's argument. "Nothing too serious!"

"What if that was real cyanide we used?" Stella was beginning to panic.

Jo rolled her eyes before snapping, "We ground up bitter almonds. That was the powder we gave to the waiter."

The three boys looked at each, fear and anger in all of their eyes. Pissed, Kendall gritted his teeth, "Logan is deathly allergic to wasabi. He could die!" He then turned to Camille who looked emotionally crushed. "He told you, Camille. I can't believe you let them do this!"

"I didn't know he would get hurt," Camille felt her feet give way before she sat back down on the bed. Her fingers gripped the thin covering of the bed as tears brimmed her brown eyes. "I didn't want to hurt him."

"You know, you all deserve to be in jail! Suffer for what you did to Logan!" James yelled as he pointed his finger accusingly at the girls. "SUFFER!" His comments earned him a hard slap from Mercedes. "HOW DARE YOU INJURE MY BEAUTIFUL FACE!"

"Calm down, James," Kendall put his hand on the brunette's shoulder before turning back to the girls, "I'm calling Griffin and telling him what you did. You'll be shipped out of New York and back to L.A. before you know it!"

Mercedes glared at him, "You can't do that. We're not done with our revenge!"

"Not done? You put him in the hospital!"

"He deserved it."

"What the hell did he too you? Why do you hate him so much!"

"He broke Camille's heart!"

"There's something deeper going on here! Anyways, I would be nicer to him if I was you. You wouldn't be out right now if it wasn't for him!"

"He did defend us in the restaurant," Stephanie mumbled softly, feeling a little ashamed of what they were doing.

"He defended you?" James and Carlos blinked, confused.

"He probably didn't know it was us," Mercedes retorted even though she knew the opposite was true.

"Logan's not an idiot! I bet he knew from the second 'little prank' you pulled! He didn't want you to get in trouble yet you want to torture him more!" Kendall's face was bright red from his anger and all the yelling he was doing.

"Kendall, hear us out," Jo tried to get him to stop yelling.

"I don't want to hear anything from you!" He turned his anger to his girlfriend. "I can't believe you did that! You know he's my best friend and yet you still went and got 'revenge'!"

"Well, Camille's my best friend! And he really hurt her!" Jo shouted, her blood boiling.

"I thought-" he wasn't allowed to finish as he was knocked out with a hit to the head by Mercedes's bag. Jo turned to see James and Carlos also lying on the floor.

"What's in that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Don't ask, now come on we have to get out of here before they wake up," Mercedes motioned for the girls to follow her out of the prison cell.

"I don't want to hurt Logan anymore," Camille suddenly said; her face stained with tears.

"We won't hurt him anymore," Mercedes told her reassuringly before her eyes met with Stella and they shared the same idea.

"We're gonna stop that wedding," Stella smirked evilly.