This episode was inspired by big time break up. R.I.P kenjo. When Ali finally opens her eyes and gets sick of James' obsession with his mirror, she breaks up with him. She then finds it hard to be in the same band as her ex, and she leaves. It's up to the others to try to get them back together before Ali goes home to England.

Ali's POV

It was our 6 month anniversary, and I and James were at this fancy restaurant to celebrate. Or at least i did. He showed up an hour late (as usual.) just when i was about to leave, he showed up, staring angrily at his reflection in the mirror in his hand, like it was mocking him. After we'd ordered our food, he was still looking at the mirror. "Oh no!" he randomly screamed, making me spill my drink all down the white dress i was wearing. "What?" i said, frantically trying to stop it staining. "My hair has gone static. I can NOT have a reputation as the boy who got struck by lightning!" he said, trying to smooth down his already flat hair. He was like this for pretty much the whole meal. Then, at the end he really drew the line. He screamed again, but this time he stood up and emptied the entire main course (both dishes) into my lap. Then i snapped. "THAT'S IT!" i yelled. "i have been REALLY patient with you for these 6 months James, but now I've had it!" i stood up and walked away from the table. "Even as I'm leaving, you still will NOT stop with that stupid mirror. We're over!" i stormed off, Now furious with James.

James' POV

I hadn't realised my mirror was bothering her that much. I only tried so hard for her. Now she was gone. I threw the mirror to the floor, and then i was aware that everyone in the restaurant was staring at me angrily. "What?" i said, as i walked off. I was so annoyed with myself for doing that that i just wanted to collapse. But i didn't want all of the attention, so i went back home.

Logan's POV

I woke up at about 9am and decide to remind James that we had a photo shoot in an hour, and he'd better start getting ready now. I knocked on the door of James' apartment, but there was no answer. The door wasn't locked, so i pushed it open. "James?" i said as i walked in. Still no answer. The TV was on, and there was a video on the TV of our first tour with Ali in London. There was some sort of noise coming from the couch, so i went over to it.

James was lying on his back on the couch, staring at a photo of him and Ali making a dumb face. Then he saw me and he screamed. "What are you doing here at 1am?" he asked. I was confused. "Umm James... its 9am. Have you been doing... whatever you're doing now for 8 hours?" i asked, now slightly worried. He nodded slowly, and then broke down into tears. "She dumped me." He sobbed into the couch. I was about to ask who, but then i remembered Ali. Man that must have been tough. Ali's a great girl. "She dumped me. I mean, look at me! I'm adorable!" he said, doing that weird circle thing with his hand in front of his face. "What did she say? Maybe i could fix it." I suggested. I hated seeing him like this, and they were so good together. So he told me the whole story. I don't know why he was confused, he was a jerk. "Well, maybe if you can show her that you love her, and not your reflection, she'll forgive you." I suggested, stating the obvious. He looked at his reflection again, and he looked sad. "Fine, but you need to help me." He said. I nodded. "sure i will."

ALI'S POV

At first, i felt furious at James for what he did. But after a few hours, it dawned on me that i may have made a mistake. I mean he was out of order on that last date, but normally he looks at himself for two minutes, then spends the rest of the time complimenting me and making me laugh. As i reminisced about all of the good times that me and James had had, i started to cry. Then, there was a knock on my door. I wiped my face. "Yes?" i said to whoever was at the door. It turned out to be Carlos. I turned away so that he wouldn't see I'd been crying. "You haven't seen my helmet anywhere, have you? I think Logan's hidden it again." He asked, looking around. "No, but you can have a look around if you want." I said, trying to make it sound like i hadn't been crying. The next thing i heard was a crash.

I turned around, and forgot i was supposed to be hiding my face to find the couch overturned, with a very confused looking Carlos lying upside down on it. I didn't even want to know how that happened. He looked at me, and his expression turned to concern. "Have you been crying?" he asked, standing up, and pretending that nothing had happened. I nodded. Ordinarily i wouldn't have trusted Carlos with my feelings, but i was so desperate to talk to someone, that i told him about my break up with James. "o.k, so i still don't get why you're crying." He said. So i told him that too. "You could do a lot better than James." He said. "All you need to do is get him outta your life." He sounded like more of a girl than i did! Then i came up with a good idea. "That's it!" i yelled, making Carlos jump. "i need to get away from him. My family are in England, so I'm gonna go back to them." I said. I hugged Carlos, whose expression suggested he'd just done something terrible. "Thank you! You're a genius! (Never thought I'd say that to him.)" I ran into my room and shut the door.