A/N: So, I guess you guys seem to want to see more of this. Um, I'm really tired so I'm not gonna go screaming about how I have 44 FRICKEN REVIEWS. Love. You. Guys. SFM.

Anyway, I don't have a lot planned for this chapter, so I'll just wing it? Hmm, I might not finish... my mom tends to come stalk my room at around 9:44 and not leave til about 9:57 (yes, I count down to the exact minute). And the computer has to be off (they can hear me typing) at 10, and it's 9:36. So, this might not get posted until tomorrow morning. We'll see how it goes.

DISCLAIMER: See previous disclaimers. You get the fricken idea.

~*~*I figured out how to do normal page breaks, but I've grown attached to these.*~*~

Kendall walked into 2J, pacing around with his arms crossed.

"Dude, what are you so stressed about?" Logan asked, wondering why Kendall looked so worried.

"Because, I have to dump Jo today!" Kendall said, his eyes getting wide with worry and tension.

"Hey, at least it's not a as bad as James," Carlos called to him through a mouthful of corndogs, "he hasn't come out of his room all day!"

"He's got a point," Logan said, looking up from his math book.

"What's he even doing in there?" Kendall asked them, confused.

"I don't wanna know," Logan said.

"All I know," Carlos said from his spot on the couch with his videogames, "is that I haven't been able to get in my room all day!"

At that moment, James walked out of his and Carlos's room, rubbing his hands together with a big smile on his face.

"Do I smell something burning?" Kendall questioned him, looking suspicious.

"Hairdryer. There was a tiny fire," James pinched his fingers together in the air, then shook his (very well blowdryed) head, letting it go, "but it's out now. DId your mom make waffles?"

Logan started to form the word "how" but decided not to ask.

"Um, James?" Kendall replied, "It's four in the afternoon."

He shrugged. "I'll just have some cereal."

Logan and Carlos looked expectantly at Kendall, knowing they probably needed to talk to him.

"Hey, James, are you okay?" Kendall finally asked, as James ate his "breakfast".

"What? That's ridiculous! I'm fine! Stressed? No! Why? AM I GETTING A ZIT?" he screamed, suddenly panicked.

"Dude," Carlos replied, "no one even asked about stress."

"Pshhh, why would they? I'm totally NOT STRESSED," he said firmly "Now, I'm gonna go wash my face. He quickly pulled out his mirror, checking to make sure he hadn't gotten a single zit.

"Well, we tried," Kendall said, raising his arms in defeat. "I have to go do this. Bye," he said, walking towards the door.

*~*~Like I said, I'm winging it, okay? Get out of my face! XD~*~*

Kendall walked into the Palm Woods lobby, where he had told Jo to meet him. She was sitting on one of the couches, waiting for him. She didn't look happy to be there.

"Hey Kendall," she said sweetly, glancing around to see who was near them.

"Jo," he said, trying to sound happy. "Can I talk to you, like, in private?"

They went up to Jo's apartment, where Kendall sat down on the couch with her.

"Look Jo," he said, sighing, "I think we should break up."

"What, so you're just going to leave me when I'm pregnant!" she yelled, catching him off guard.

"It's not my baby!" he replied, thinking this was obvious.

She went quiet, just giving him an evil glare.

"You should go now."

Kendall got up and left, feeling like a huge weight had been taken off his shoulders.

~*~*That's all for now?*~*~

A/N: Sorry! Omg this is super short, but I got it up, right? (That's what HE said lmao).

Anyway, I promise it will be better soon! Sorry for the horrible and short chapter! *hides from rocks being thrown at her* As long as you don't throw raisins...