DISCLAIMER: I do not own Big Time Rush or any of its characters.
"Knock knock!" Camille looked up from perusing her script to see Carlos Garcia poking his head in her dressing room door. The other three BTR boys were just behind him.
She grinned. "Hey, guys!" she greeted, scooting over on the couch and gesturing for them to come in. "I didn't know you guys were here yet. Weren't you called for later this morning?"
"Yeah, but Gustavo didn't need us at the studio, and we already know all the choreography for the songs that we're doing, so we figured we'd just come early and hang out with you," Kendall explained with a grin, sitting down in Camille's desk chair. James and Carlos were making themselves comfortable on the love seat, while Logan had, of course, joined Camille on the big couch. Camille snuggled up under his arm, breathing in his Logan-y scent.
"Well, I was just going over a couple of script changes before I have to go to set in twenty minutes," Camille told them, gesturing to her script on the table. "No worries for you guys—none of your stuff has changed since the table read yesterday."
The episode that the guys were guest-starring in was finally here. It was indeed a one-hour special, taking place during Samuel E. Rutherford High's (the show's fictional high school) winter dance. A few episodes previous, Ashley (Mia) had won the student body president race, but Harmony (Camille) had brushed off the loss saying she'd much rather be the chairman of the dance committee. And as the chairman of the dance committee, Harmony is determined to pull off the best winter dance ever. But Ashley, angry that Harmony is going to the dance with Jake, the nice and hot football player (you know the type), is trying to undermine Harmony and pull strings to make the dance even better, so she'll look awesome in Jake's (and everyone's) eyes. And when Harmony and Ashley run into Big Time Rush (shocking, in a small town in an unnamed state), they both fight to convince the guys to perform at the dance. Which, they eventually do.
But at the end of the episode, Harmony ends up getting dumped by Jake because he saw her being a certifiable bitch to Ashley and is "done with the drama, Harmony!" So there's a big dramatic culmination at the dance where Big Time Rush is performing a really ironic song choice while Jake breaks up with Harmony right then and there and then she runs out of the gym. And Ashley thinks that Jake is going to get with her, but it turns out he's just as done with her drama too, and just leaves. Both girls end up heartbroken and learn a lesson from trying to sabotage each other.
It's confusing, right? Teen dramedies.
"I was really impressed with your acting skills," Camille continued, smiling slyly at the guys. "Who'd have thought it? Maybe you guys have futures as actors?"
Kendall snorted. "Please. I could never see myself being a professional actor."
"I could! I mean, see me doing it," Carlos commented. "Although, Broadway seems like more of a fun option. Live theatre and stuff like that."
"I'll be in movies someday," James said breezily. "After my amazing music and modeling career, I'll be the next Zac Efron."
Another knock sounded at Camille's door, and Gary, one of the PAs, stuck his head in the room. "Hey, Camille, Elena wants you to get to set a little early," he said somewhat apologetically. "There's a Hollywood Nation reporter here today, and she has to leave at lunch time, so you'll need to do your interview with Lindsey and Mia now."
Camille was already grabbing her script and standing up. "Yeah, absolutely. You guys wanna hang out here, or come along?"
Gary answered for them. "Actually, if you guys are here early, the stylists are already in hair and makeup. You can head over there now and just be ready early."
"All right then," Kendall agreed, standing up. The other guys followed. Logan gave Camille a quick peck on the cheek, and the guys disappeared down the hallway. Camille went the opposite way, towards the soundstage.
They were filming again on the school set. The set was a long hallway, with lockers lining the walls and doors leading to "classrooms." There was even a working water fountain, not to mention a functional soda machine. One door led into a classroom set, which was dressed and redressed to play every single classroom they ever needed. Another set of double doors took them to the cafeteria—or rather, the corner of the cafeteria where Ashley and her friends would sit. At the end of the hallway, the "front doors" of the school opened to a realistic outdoor setup.
Mia was sitting in her cozy director's chair (yes, they all really had those chairs with their names on the back), chatting with the Hollywood Nation reporter. Lindsey was next to her. The cameraman for HN was chatting with some of the Blue Creek crew members.
"I'm here!" Camille announced with a smile, leaning on Mia's chair and smiling at the reporter. "Hi, I'm Camille."
"Nice to meet you, Camille. Huge fan. I'm Ginger." Ginger was tall, super skinny, with impossibly curly black hair and giant, white teeth. "All right, I know you girls have to start filming, so let's just talk a bit. We're just doing a special about the fall lineup so we want to talk to a lot of the shows that are premiering in August and September. I'm just looking for a few soundbites from you girls to represent Blue Creek."
"Absolutely," Lindsey said with a smooth grin.
"Awesome. Chad?" The camera guy came over, lifting his camera to his shoulder, while the guy with the boom mic also got in position, holding the mic a few feet above the girls' heads.
"Rolling," said Chad the camera guy.
"I'm here with the beautiful young stars of Blue Creek, the newest dramedy to take over the TV waves. Camille Roberts, Lindsey Clements, and Mia Reed. Girls, I so loved the show last season—can I expect an even better one this year?"
"Absolutely, Ginger," Lindsey said, never once letting go of her winning smile. "This show just gets better and better."
"Our scripts this season have been amazing so far," Mia agreed. "The show is funny and exciting."
"And is it true that we can look forward to some big guest stars this season?" Ginger asked with a knowing twinkle in her eye.
Camille laughed. "Well, since we're finally filming the episode, we're allowed to reveal that Big Time Rush will be guest-starring and performing in a special episode this winter!"
"Fab! Can't wait for it!" Ginger gushed. A few more questions about the show later, and Ginger left, leaving the trio of actresses to chat for the next five minutes before they started filming.
~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~
Logan laughed at the joke James had just told as Kendall and Carlos sat in the makeup chairs. There were only two hair designers for the four guys, so James and Logan were sitting off to the side waiting for their turn to get ready for their first day of filming. Logan reached for his phone in his pocket to check his messages, but frowned when he came up empty in every pocket.
"Aw, crap, I think I dropped my phone in Cam's dressing room," he said. He stood up, checking his pockets once more, and then gestured over his shoulder. "I'll be right back, I'll go see if it's there."
The hair and makeup room wasn't far from Camille's dressing room, so it wasn't long until Logan found himself smiling at the photos of him and Camille that were in a collage on her wall. He glanced around on the floor, and then kneeled in front of the couch he had been sitting on, feeling between the cushions.
"Ah hah!" he exclaimed quietly, producing his blue iPhone from underneath one cushion. "Gotcha." Stowing the phone safely in his pocket, he stood up, brushing off his jeans.
"Hey, Cammie, before you go to set, you've got to try this…" Logan turned around as the voice at the door trailed off. Standing there was Eric Stone, one of Camille's costars. In fact, he played Jake, the character whom Camille's character was dating (although that was all about to change in this episode, wasn't it?). "Logan!" Eric said with a smile. "Hey, uh, I didn't know you guys were here yet." Eric held out the plastic tupperware he was holding. "Cookie?"
Logan raised an eyebrow. "Uh…thanks, I guess," he said slowly, taking a cookie. "You were…looking for Camille?"
"Yeah, I thought she would just be about to head to set," Eric said, still smiling brightly. "I told her that I'd bring her some of the cookies that I baked last night—she's a total fan of my cooking skills," he told Logan proudly.
"Is she now," Logan said tensely. "You and Cam have been spending a bit of time together then?" Logan made an effort to make his voice casual.
"Yeah, a bit," Eric agreed nodding. "Anyway, I guess I'll leave these here for her and come back later. Hey—can't wait to film together tomorrow, man." Eric set the cookies down on Camille's dressing table, smiled at Logan, and then left.
Logan tried very hard not to see something in this. Okay, Logan chill, he thought to himself, bristling all over. One, Camille would never ever cheat on you. You trust her. Two, if he was messing around with your girlfriend behind your back, Eric wouldn't have been so friendly and easygoing. Although…he is an actor… Logan shook that thought from his head.
Still, he couldn't help but bitterly remember that in the latest issue of TeenBeat, Eric had been ranked number 2 hottest young male star, whereas Logan had fallen at number 5, behind Kendall and James, and ahead of Carlos.
Stop. There is nothing going on with Camille and Eric. They're costars. That's it. And with that, Logan left the room.
~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~BTR~~~~~~
"Hey, Cammie!" Camille turned around and smiled as she saw Eric coming towards the set, apparently fresh from wardrobe in his Samuel E. Rutherford High School football t-shirt and letterman jacket. She immediately greeted him with a hug, breathing in the scent of his amazing cologne. "Where have you been all day?" he mock-scolded her. "You work far too hard, you know."
"I know we were supposed to meet up before lunch, but the guys are here, you know that," Camille whined, smiling incessantly. "I had one of those cookies you left when I got to run to my dressing room for about twenty minutes. They're divine, just as you said!"
Eric laughed. "I'm glad you like them," he grinned, his hand holding hers and squeezing.
Camille couldn't help but smile back. Eric's smiles were infectious. With his blonde hair, blue eyes, and boyish charm and face, he was a total dream boat—which is what made him so popular in Hollywood and perfect for his role on the show. Camille was really glad to have grown so close to him.
"Have you thought about it?" she asked in a lower voice, noting how many people were around, though she and Eric were off to one side of the soundstage, somewhat secluded. "You know…what we talked about?"
With a sigh, Eric's face lost a lot of its laughter. "I really don't know if I want to tell anyone just yet. It's pretty hard, Cammie. I mean, not just for me."
"Believe me, I know," Camille agreed, nodding. "I totally understand. I'll keep it a secret until you're ready."
"Thanks," he said, giving her a weak smile. "You are the best, Cammie. How am I supposed to pretend to break up with you this week?"
"Oh believe me, you'll want to dump Harmony," Camille snorted. "I've got a whole lot of diva and sass ready for that scene. Just be sure you only dump her and not Camille," she added with a twinkle in her eye.
Eric pretended to be offended. "How could I ever break up with such a fabulous girl as yourself?" The pair of them laughed, and then Eric extended his arm. Camille took it and they walked, arm in arm, onto set.