Aw, thank you guys so much for all the awesome reviews! And I totally agree..they would make such a cute couple, and I personally didn't like Jo either…she just seemed too….eh. I really don't know why.

But anyway…I can't help myself, I have to add A LITTLE Camille/logan in this fanfic…this episode just confirmed my theory that logan's character is a BUTTFACE. So, even if you don't want it…it's coming =D

Knock-knock-knock.

Oh, I wonder who that could be. I muttered darkly. Who else than the boy who always seemed to end up back at my door? Who else than the idiot who had been sending me mixed messages since his very first day? Who else than Logan Mitchell, who had, in my eyes, crossed the line…again.

It's not that I'm an unreasonable person. In fact, ask anyone, I'm VERY reasonable; sometimes I'm so nice its unreasonable (uhm, did that make sense?). It takes a lot for me to get crabby. And, honestly, right now, I was over-the-top, bite-someone's-leg-off crabby.

I had forgiven him for ALL the crap that he had put me through. I had understood that he wanted to step back, even if for just a little while, after James and I had kissed- even though it killed me at the time. Though my heart shattered when I saw Peggy and him giving each other the googly eyes, I hadn't made a big scene-I figured we were officially over and carried on. It's alright for Logan to go out with different people, but when I tried to take Stephen out, Logan seemed to forget all about Peggy. Then the prom…

I admit it, I still had some feelings for him at the prom, but he went about everything the wrong way, though, once again, I completely forgave him. But what made me the angriest was that he paid no attention whatsoever to me after the prom…he was the reason Stephen and I broke up, but it wasn't even worth it. He acted like I didn't exist…up until the Meela incident.

And he comes back and takes advantage of me really getting into my role of Meela Stark! He had the nerve to blame me for the robbery, even though if it hadn't been for him, it would have never happened. Then I had to come and rescue him because he can't even think under pressure. Meela saved his butt, and all he cared about was kissing her-not kissing Camille, kissing her.

So you can imagine the storm of anger and hate that I felt when I pulled the door open to see Logan's hopeful face. I could have let it all out on him, right then and there…but I held back, and smiled sweetly and said "Hey Logan." As if every event that had occurred in the past few days-in the past few months-had never happened.

"Hey…" he retorted in his awkward voice. "So…uhm…did you ever get that Meela part?"

I clenched my first behind my back. "No, I didn't…they said they wanted someone more experienced in the art of portraying foreign spies." In reality, I had been so mad and was humiliated at what Logan had done to me that I had refused to ever get back into the character of Meela-the wig, the jacket, the glasses and the script had been thrown in a dumpster earlier yesterday, never to be seen again.

"Aw, that's horrible. You were really good as Meela!" Yeah, really good for the part, or really good for you to kiss?

"I know, but, well…" I shrugged, still acting nonchalant. "show business."

"Yeah…" he glanced down, his dark brown eyes nervous. "I'm really sorry about what happened with Meela." Oh, I bet you are. "I was stupid." Yeah, pretty much. "I'm really sorry." So what else is new? "Will you ever forgive me?"

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO-NEVER, NADA, NEIN, NE, NON, NO NO NO NO NO!

I smiled back at him. "Of course."

.

He grinned. "So we're cool again? Camille, you're awesome!"

I unclenched my concealed right hand and reached out and shook his. "I know…and yes, we're totally cool."

"Great." He breathed a sigh of relief-as if he hadn't expected any different of me. "Do you wanna go and hang out at the pool later?"

"Sorry, I have an audition to prepare for." Which was a total lie.

"Do you need any help?" Uhm, really? You're asking me this after what had JUST happened?

"No, it's really not necessary for anyone to help me. But thanks for the offer." Now go away.

"See you around Camille."

"Bye."

I closed the door as he walked away, waited a moment, then walked calmly into my room. I flung myself down on my bed, hugging my pillow and letting pools of tears cascade down my face.

And it wasn't just an act.

For all of you who are reading this for Kendall/Lucy, don't worry, the next chapter will be about them…I think. =} Hey, it's a creative process…I never know what's coming next =D

So, a REALLY short chapter…sorry about that. I'm trying to keep you guys interested, but I honestly am having stupid scheduling conflicts again. I will also be hosting an Austrian Exchange Student for 3 weeks (starting oct. 6th), so I might not be able to post at all during that time. I'll try to get some nice chapters in before then, but please bear with me, and continue to check back frequently to see if I have anything new. =D Danke!