Okay guys, finals are almost here. Exactly 2 weeks from now. Again, cross fingers that i'll past. Anyways have you heard of the rusher who kille herself because of Cyber Bullying? #RIPCara :(

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN BTR


"I like you! And more than just friends."

"You know I already have a girlfriend."

"I know..."

"But don't you worry, one day we'll be together

. Can you wait until then?"

"Promise?"

"Promise!"

Ring! Ring! Ring!

"Huh? Was it just a dream?" Logan said as he turned off his alarm clock and got out of bed.

He went to the bathroom and freshen himself up and just on time he hear d a knock.

"Just on time." Logan said as he opened the door. He was surprised he didn't see Camille but a girl with blonde locks.

"Logie!" she said happily as she jumped into his arms "I miss you!"

Logan looked puzzled and shocked at the same time. "Who are you?" he asked.

"I can't believe you forgot about me already." The girl said to him.

She pulled her hair into a ponytail and Logan quickly remembered.

"Mercedes?" he asked.

Mercedes smiled and surprised Logan with a kiss.

And as on queue Camille walked by. She dropped everything in shock and as the two heard it they pulled away and saw her standing there.

"Camille?" Logan asked.

She just stood there without saying a word.

"Who's this Logie?" Mercedes asked.

"Logie?" Camille whispered.

Tears begun to form in her eyes. She quickly grabbed her things and ran away,

"Camille, wait!" Logan shouted but Camille was already gone.


"She's back…." Camille said in tears.

"Aww Cami." Jo said as she hugged her.

Just then Logan entered the room but was quickly welcomed by death stares from the girls.

"What did you do now?" Kendall asked as he approached Logan.

Logan just looked at him and shrugged.

The bells rings and everybody went to their seats as the teacher walked in.

"Welcome class, somebody will be joining you in this class." The teacher said.

Then a girl walked in. Logan eyes went open and so did Camille but for different reasons.

"Good Morning, I'm Mercedes Griffin." She greeted the class.

"Hey isn't that your old girlfriend?" Carlos whispered to Logan.

Logan nodded.

"Lunch time!" James yelled.

"Calm down!" Kendall told him.

"Hey Logan, are you eating with Camille?" Carlos asked.

"I don't know, she hasn't given me my lunch yet." Logan said.

"I think she has no intention of giving it to you anyway, besides she's already gone." Kendal pointed out.

"Hey, Logie. Why don't you give me a tour of the school?" Mercedes said as she dragged Logan out of the classroom.

"I guess it's the three of us again." James said.

"And this is the gym…" Logan said as he showed the last building.

"This school's huge!" Mercedes commented.

Logan just smiled at this.

"Now who's the most popular group in this school?" Mercedes coughed.

"Camille Roberts and her four best friends." He answered.

"Camille from our history class?" she asked.

"Yeah, that's the one. Even though they're really nice, it's really hard to get into their group." Logan told her.

"And why's that?" she asked.

"They're too close. It's like they don't need another one." He said.

"Well babe, that's about to change." She winked at him.

"No way…" Stephanie laughed.

"It's true!" giggled.

"Hey girls!" Mercedes greeted.

"You're the new girl, right?" they asked.

"Yeah, I'm Mercedes Griffin. My dad owns that new mall." She boasted.

"Great." Rachel said.

"And I decided that I'm going to join your group. Aren't you honored?" she cheered.

"it's alright. We're fine with just the five of us." Jo told her.

"Let's go girls." Camille said as she walked passed Mercedes and the other four followed.

"Mercedes!" Logan called out.

"I've been looking all over for you." He said.

"What's so great about those girls, anyway?" she asked.

"They're good at sports, they get good grades, responsible, great leaders, they're kind and polite plus everybody loves them." He explained.

"I used to be the most popular one back in middle school." She said.

"Yeah, but we're in high school now." He told her.

"Still…" she whispered.