Helloooo! =) It is a beautiful day outside so I decided what better way to start the day than to upload a chapter! I've been working really hard on this story for you readers so I hope my efforts show! I hope everyone enjoys reading this!

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"You have a way of moving me, a force of nature, your energy, it comes naturally."

"Jayne, if you keep missing the first four beats then the whole routine is going to fail."

"I know, I know. I'm sorry."

Jayne sighed to herself as she wiped some sweat from her brow, the August heat getting the best of her even in an air-conditioned studio. She shrugged her exhaustion away as she stood up tall, looking over at her instructor.

"Are you ready to keep going?"

"Yes, I'll do better this time," she said confidently as her instructor smiled and nodded.

"I have faith in you. This isn't the first time you've come up from crazy odds."

The sixteen year old girl had been practicing for a good month on a piece that she would be performing at her biggest recital yet. The difference between the other performances in the past was the fact that her family would be coming up to see it, and she was looking forward to finally seeing them.

After a couple more hours of practice, Jayne was released from the studio and was happy to know she was going back to lay down and relax for a bit. She smiled to herself as she sat in the car, looking out the window to see Palm Woods ahead. After getting everything from the car, she nodded to the driver, walking into the hotel with a sigh.

"Jayne!" Said girl looked toward the pool and smiled as she saw the boys and Camille sitting at one of the tables eating. She walked out toward them as she set her bag down, taking a seat next to Camille and James.

"How was practice?" the actress asked as Jayne smiled at her.

"It was alright."

"I still can't believe you dance," Carlos stated as he took a large bite of his third corndog. Jayne chuckled as she watched him wipe his mouth, continuing on with his meal.

"He's got a point. I pictured you to be more of the…how do you put this...proper type?" Logan said as the girl chuckled, shaking her head.

"I do ballet sometimes, is that proper enough for you?" she asked playfully to the tenor.

"I think dancing fits you just fine," Kendall stated with a friendly smile, making the girl chuckle. She stretched as she sighed, her muscles aching just a bit from all of the work she had put into for the day.

"So, when's your performance, anyway?" Camille asked as Jayne counted the days in her head.

"The twenty-first."

"That's this Sunday," James said as the girl nodded her head.

"Man, it's too bad we can't go watch you, especially since you try to make it to all of our stuff," Carlos said with a frown as Jayne smiled at the boy, who to her resembled a puppy, almost.

"It's fine. There are going to be plenty of other shows to watch me in," she said with a smile as Carlos' expression brightened.

"We'll definitely make it to your next recital," the leader of the band stated as Jayne laughed and nodded her head.

"Hey guys!" The six looked up and smiled as they watched Kendall's girlfriend walk up to the table. Everyone smiled and waved as Kendall stood, greeting her with a kiss on the cheek. The girl pulled up a chair next to him as she sat, setting her things down with a sigh.

"How was the set?" Jayne asked curiously, seeing the exhausted look on the blonde's face. The actress released a tired chuckle as she shook her head.

"We had a problem with the backdrop for one of the scenes so we had to postpone the shoot for tomorrow afternoon," she explained as the others gave her a sympathetic look.

"Well, at least you get to relax for now," Kendall pointed out as Jo smiled at him sweetly, nodding her head.

"That's very true. Oh, by the way. I'm really sorry, Jayne. Your performance is on the twenty-first right?" the blonde actress asked as the dancer nodded her head. "I don't think I'll be able to make it," she explained with a rather defeated gleam in her eyes. Jayne smiled at the girl as she shook her head.

"Seriously, none of you have to worry about that. Like I said, there are going to be plenty of other dance recitals," she stated with ease, calming the nerves of everyone at the table. Switching the topic to Big Time Rush's new album, the seven sat and talked happily, sharing laughs and smiles with each other until the newer member of the group stood to her feet.

"Alright, I'm going to take a well deserved nap. I'll see you all later," Jayne said as she picked her things up, waving a goodbye to her friends. The other six smiled and waved back as she walked into the hotel, disappearing into the lobby.

"Well, she seems to be in a good mood lately," Camille said with a smile as the others nodded their heads.

"She mentioned that her dad was coming to watch the recital, so I think that's why she's so happy," Logan said as he tried to remember the semi-distant conversation the two had had a few days back.

"Well." The five looked over at the dirty blond as he smiled in Jayne's direction. "It's nice to see her that happy. She smiles a lot more," he stated calmly, his eyes never leaving the girl's direction.

Jo's heart skipped a beat as she stared at her boyfriend's eyes and saw this strange twinkle in them, something she had never seen in him before. It made her want to panic.

"So," the blonde girl said with a smile, trying to gain Kendall's attention back. "What should we do today?"

"Jayne, if you keep moving around you're not going to have any energy to go out to dinner."

"Sorry, Claire. I guess I'm a tad bit nervous," the girl said as she stopped her pacing, glancing at the clock to see it saying it was half past five. She sighed as she sat at the table, her aunt coming and kissing the top of her silky hair.

"Relax. His flight doesn't come in until six," the woman explained, trying to calm her niece down. The sixteen year old released a deep breath as she laughed at her behavior.

"Right. I'm usually never like this."

"Ah, the calm and composed Jayne has fallen!" The teen rolled her eyes at that as she stood to her feet, walking around her chaperone. She made her way toward the fridge, grabbing a juice box and drinking it. She smiled at the fruit punch flavor as she drank every last drop, tossing the pouch into the garbage afterwards. Jayne stopped as she heard the sound of her phone ringing in her room and she quickly ran in for it, not wanting to miss it if it were an important call. She stopped at her nightstand, grabbing her phone to see a very familiar number. She smiled as she picked the call up and pressed the phone to her ear.

"Father!" she started as she wore a wide smile.

"Oh, Jayne. How are you, dear?" her father asked as the girl smiled, taking a seat at her desk.

"I'm really good! Have you landed-"

"About that. Look, Jayne," he started, causing the young dancer's heart to drop to the bottom of her feet. "Last minute work at the office came up."

"But you said that you had cleared this entire weekend," Jayne pointed out, her smile slowly shifting into a frown.

"I know, but work just piled up."

"That's what you said the last time," the brunette said as she stood to her feet, an aggressive expression appearing on her face.

"It's not a huge deal. I'll come to the next little show you have," he said, almost as if he were undermining her work. An almost appalled look appeared on Jayne's face as her eyes hardened.

"You know, for once, I'd like you to stop making excuses and just admit that you don't want to come."

"Excuse me?" her father said shocked from the other end as his daughter began to tremble with rage.

"I said, why don't you just tell me the truth, like a real father would!" she almost shouted. She ignored the sound of her bedroom door opening, her aunt staring at her with shock in her eyes.

"Don't talk to me that way!" Jayne her father snap as she rolled her eyes, laughing bitterly.

"What? Are you going to fly over here and punish me?" she antagonized as she laughed more, shaking her head. "To be completely honest, father, your empty threats do not phase me anymore," she snapped loudly, the fury in her voice quite audible.

"What did you just say to me?" Jayne's father yelled as Claire quickly approached her niece's side, taking the phone from her.

"Jack, what-" Claire listened as her eyes widened, a sympathetic look being shot over at the young girl, who took a few seconds to calm her nerves, her heart racing and her adrenaline running quickly through her veins. She stared at herself in her body-length mirror and for a second almost forgot that she was looking at herself.

What had she done? It was almost as if the girl on the phone hadn't been her, but an alter ego that had been waiting to lash out for years. She had never felt so liberated, yet so afraid of the fact that she had lost control, the very control that she had worked years to gain. How did she let her emotions get the best of her? She was a master at hiding her feelings, at pretending nothing was bothering her. She had been since she was five. The more she thought about it, the more it scared her senseless.

"Looks, Jack. I know-" Claire was once again cut off by the angry father, but her attention was drawn away from the man's voice as her eyes widened, watching her niece grab her dance back, her tennis shoes being roughly slipped on.

"Jayne! Where-" Before the woman could go on, her niece was out of the room, the apartment door slamming shut. She quickly gave her brother-in-law a quick goodbye, running out to the hall. She stared toward the elevator, finding it already shut and she bit her lip.

"Jayne…"

"Carlos! If you steal my kill one more time I'm going to kill you!"

"Ha ha, too slow!"

Kendall and Logan shared amused glances as they watched their two friends duke it out in a nice, friendly game of Halo. They laughed as the two killed each other simultaneously, the round ending quickly.

"Look who's laughing now!"

"You lost too!" the Latino snapped at the pretty boy, who thought for a moment before frowning at his own comment. The two bystanders laughed quietly before the sound of a cell phone ringing filled the air. Kendall raised an eyebrow as he looked over at his phone on the table. He stood to his feet, walking over, and smiled widely as he read the name on his caller id.

"Hey, Jay-"

"Kendall?" Said boy's eyes widened as he blinked, not recognizing the voice on the other end.

"Um, sorry. Who is this? And why are you on Jayne's phone?"

"Kendall, it's Claire. Sorry to bother you right now, but have you seen Jayne?"

"No, I haven't talked to her all day actually," he explained, catching the attention of his other three friends. He pulled his phone away from his ear as he pressed the speaker phone so everyone could hear.

"Oh god. This is horrible." That caught the blonde's attention quickly.

"What's wrong?" he asked urgently as he heard the aunt of his friend frantically walk around, a sigh coming from her end of the line.

"Jayne, something happened and she stormed off and I haven't seen her since then. She left her phone here so I have no way of contacting her and I'm really worried," the woman explained as she bit her thumb nail, her anxiety growing with each passing second.

Kendall's green eyes widened as he looked at his friends, the three boys all wearing the same surprised looks.

"When did she leave?"

"Around five forty-five."

"That was almost five hours ago," Logan said with an alarmed tone in his voice.

"I'm so sorry about this," Claire said as she held her head in her free hand, trying to keep her composure together. "I'll figure-"

"We'll help you," Kendall immediately interrupted, looking at his friends for approval. They all gave determined nods as he nodded back, turning his attention back to his phone. "We'll start looking for her now."

"You boys don't-"

"It's not a problem," Kendall said with a smile. "Jayne's our friend. We'll figure this out."

Claire stood in silence for a moment as she held her niece's cell phone to her ear. She smiled widely as she closed her eyes shaking her head. She was very thankful the girl had made reliable friends.

"Thank you."

"No problem," the four said together as Kendall quickly flipped his phone shut, already slipping his jacket on.

"Alright guys, we're going to have to split up," Kendall stated as he looked at Logan, who nodded, coming up with an easy plan.

"Knowing Jayne, she wouldn't stay somewhere close to home, which means she's not going to be anywhere here," the genius stated as the four quickly made their way to the elevator, of course, not before the dirty blond left his loving mother a note, just in case.

"Well, where could she be?" Carlos asked as the four quickly walked into the elevator.

"What do we do when we get freaked out or upset?" Kendall asked as they all thought.

"Try to find some peace," Logan answered as the blond nodded.

"Alright, Carlos. You check the park. James, try looking for her at the café, hopefully it'll still be open by the time you get there."

Carlos and James nodded as the elevator came to a gentle, jerking stop.

"I'll try looking for her at the music shack. They're open late, right?" Logan asked as Kendall nodded his head. The four quickly walked out of the elevator as they began to sprint toward the exit.

"Wait," James called out before the four split up. They all stopped as they looked at the always well-dressed singer. "Where are you going to look?" he asked Kendall, who thought for a quick moment before running off.

"I don't know!"

The three searched in their designated areas, finding no trace of the brunette anywhere. The first to contact the others was Logan. He stood in front of the now closed shop, sighing in defeat.

"Didn't find her?" he heard James ask as he shook his head, staring up at the night sky.

"Nope, Big Joe said she hasn't come in since last week," the tenor said as he began to briskly make his way back to the Palm Woods.

"What about you?"

"No luck, and Carlos said he couldn't find her either," James explained as he too began to make his way back to his home.

Logan frowned as he crossed his arms, glancing around the slowly emptying street. "I'm going to give Kendall a call, see if he's got any luck."

"Let us know what he says."

"Right," Logan quickly pressed the 'end' button as he began to dial his best friend's phone number. He pressed his cell to his ear, waiting as he listened to the ringing tone. His eyes brightened a bit as he heard the dirty blond pick up, though he didn't say a word.

"Any luck finding Jayne?"

Kendall stood silently as he kept his phone to his ear, the words Logan had said going in one ear and out the other. His eyes softened as he kept himself hidden in the shadows of the dark hall, knowing that he was the only one who knew of his presence.

"Kendall?"

"Yeah, I found her," he quietly mumbled as he kept his eyes glued straight ahead. "I'll call you back," he almost inaudibly said as he hung his phone up, stuffing it into his pocket.

Kendall was never good at the game hide-and-seek. He was always first to be found and had the worst luck when it came to searching for other players. One could say that he just had terrible instincts when it came to that game (thankfully he had other attributes about himself that made up for it). So when he had heard the news that he would have to go out and search for the fragile looking girl, it took everything he had to not grimace. Who knew how long it was going to take the boys to find the girl, especially him.

When he started his search, he didn't have a specific destination; he just let his feet take him wherever they wanted. He was surprised when he found himself standing in front of the dance studio he knew Jayne worked at. He had stood there for a moment, wondering if his final destination was truly the most ideal first place to look, but since he was already there, he thought why not? So, when the front doors didn't budge, he only found it necessary to make his way to the back. He was ten times more surprised to find the back doors unlocked. He didn't ask questions though, he just decided to take it as a gift from Karma. He hadn't been expecting much when he walked into the almost pitch black building, but when he saw a sliver of light peeking through from underneath the double doors, his gut told him to keep going; he was glad he did.

The leader of Big Time Rush watched with a soft gaze as Jayne moved smoothly to the beat of the music. He didn't recognize it, but it was a mixture of all different genres of music. He smiled softly, but stopped as he watched his neighbor stumble a bit at a part that seemed to be catching her off guard. He crossed his arms as he watched the usually mature and composed girl release a frustrated groan, slamming the palm of her hand against the mirror on the wall. He hesitated, but knew he was going to have to reveal himself at some point during the night.

"Do you always come out for late night practices?"

Jayne froze as she looked up into the mirror and found an unexpected guest standing in the doorway. She mentally frowned to herself, knowing she had let her guard down so much that she hadn't even noticed the blond walk into the room. She took a deep breath, ignoring the blond, as she walked over to the stereo and turned the music off. She stood in front of the technical device, too afraid to look back at her obnoxious neighbor.

"…Jayne," she heard the boy call out. She ignored him as she walked over to her water bottle and unscrewed the top, drinking a good portion of it away. "Hey," she heard the boy gently call out again. She hid her pained expression well as she continued to pretend his existence was, well, nonexistent.

"Everyone's worried. The guys, Claire," the singer frowned as he noticed that he was still being ignored. "I was really worried."

Jayne came to an abrupt halt after Kendall spoke, his words reaching to the bottom of her heart. She took a deep breath before closing her bottle, setting it back down on the floor.

"Are you going to seriously keep doing this?" the now impatient boy asked as he took a few steps further into the room. When he heard no response from the girl he closed his eyes, holding back the aggravated sigh he was so close to releasing.

Jayne kept her back to the boy, too afraid that if she didn't he would see right through her and she would break. He was the only person who could do that, and she wasn't about to let him figure that out. She wasn't the type to let people in so easily, and though she refused to admit it to herself, it truly frightened her how far she had let Kendall past her walls without even noticing.

Suddenly, without having the time to react, she felt a strong hand grab her wrist, making her body fully turn. Jayne's eyes widened as she met the gaze of a very somber looking Kendall. He stared deeply into her eyes as the brunette tried to escape his grasp, only to fail miserably.

"So, that's how it is?" Kendall asked, almost sounding mystified by Jayne's behavior. "I don't know about you, but I always thought that from the very beginning we were friends."

Jayne's eyes widened as her heart raced. She was growing more and more uncomfortable with the situation.

No.

She was growing more uncomfortable with the fact that just Kendall's touch could calm her down a bit. She was uncomfortable with the fact that his words somehow reached a part of her she didn't know existed, and it scared her a little.

"Jayne, friends don't shun each other out. They stick together no matter what. Through the good times and the bad times," he said. "I want to know what's going on in your head," he stated as Jayne stared at the floor, not being strong enough to meet his confident gaze.

"I care about you, Jayne."

Her eyes widened a bit as she slowly looked up at him to see him revealing a friendly smile. Oh, how she loved that smile. It always seemed to lift her mood up, even a little bit then.

"I get it. We started off on the wrong foot, and we've both tortured and teased each other plenty of times," Kendall said, remembering just how much he disliked the girl when he first met her, and vice versa. "But I think we've come a long way since then," he stated as he moved his hands on to the girl's shoulders.

"As your friend, I want to help you," he said softly, hoping he could get through to her. "What's wrong?"

Jayne stood in silence for a few minutes. Neither said anything, Kendall waiting patiently for the girl to say even a 'no' to him. The dancer stared at the boy's chest, not wanting to look directly at him at first. She wasn't used to people being so direct, especially her friends. Hell, to be honest, she wasn't used to having to deal with many friends in the first place. The people she called friends at home were nice and fun, but for one to call them her real friends; they would be mistaken. They were always cordial to each other, but after meeting Big Time Rush and other people at the Palm Woods, Jayne's definition of a friend was completely changed.

"Jayne, come on. Talk to me," Kendall said quietly as he bent his knees a bit to get a better look at the girl's face.

"…Sorry for making you worry," the girl finally said after a good five minutes. Kendall smiled widely, happy he could at least get that much out of her.

"Honestly, I'm not really used to people like you."

"People like me?" the dirty blond asked curiously with a chuckle as Jayne released her small one as well.

"As in people who care as much as you seem to."

Kendall's eyes softened at that as he gave Jayne's shoulders a warm squeeze. "I don't just seem to care," he corrected. "I do."

Jayne looked up at him for the second time that night, happy to see such a warm look on his face, the kind of look that was welcoming to anyone in the world, no matter who you were. Perhaps that's why she liked him so much. Because he was always willing to let a person in.

"…I've grown up a lot differently than you and the guys," Jayne started off, surprising Kendall a bit. "I grew up living in an upper-middle class kind of home."

"Doesn't sound so bad," Kendall quietly joked, making the brunette smile a little.

"My father is the CEO of a strong business, and my mother," she hesitated a bit before going on, "she left my father a few years after I was born."

Kendall's eyes widened a bit as he stared at the girl giving him a little piece of herself; something he thought was almost impossible to have.

"Even though my mother left, her side of the family stuck around, mostly because of me," the dancer continued on. "I've grown up nicely, I think."

"I'd say so." Jayne smiled a bit more at the blond as he gave her a playful one of his own.

"…My father's not coming to the performance tomorrow."

Kendall's eyes widened at that. He blinked as he stared at the forlorn look on Jayne's face, the kind of look a child would get when losing their favorite toy. His heart sank a bit as he watched the young girl try and fight against the sorrow she was feeling; it wasn't working.

"He said 'work came up' when everyone knows it's because he just doesn't care," she snapped, surprising Kendall with her hidden anguish. He frowned a bit more as he watched the girl take a deep breath, tears forming a bit in her eyes.

"He always wanted me to do something with more of a 'higher calling,'" Jayne went on, "Something like a lawyer or a doctor or maybe even a business woman," she explained as her hands balled up into fists. "So, he was of course upset when he heard the news. 'Oh, little Jayne wants to become a dancer, a choreographer some day.'"

Kendall couldn't hide the remorse he was feeling for the girl. It was as if her emotions were spilling on to him, and his napkin just wasn't big enough to wipe it all away cleanly.

"If he would just be honest and say that he didn't approve of this all, then maybe I wouldn't feel so badly right now," she explained as her vision began to blur. Talking about her feelings was much different than holding them in, pretending they weren't real. Talking about them brought them into light, made it so she couldn't run away from the issue. It made her actually face herself in the mirror and see herself in her whole entirety.

"If he'd just be honest with me, maybe I'd come home and try and-"

"No!"

Jayne's eyes widened as she looked up, Kendall's blurry face appearing before her. She blinked, a few warm tears rolling down her cheeks, and watched as Kendall vigorously shook his head.

"Jayne, what are you talking about? Going home, and what? Pretending you're living the life you want?" the dirty blond ask, throwing the girl off guard.

"Why do you dance?" Kendall asked as Jayne blinked, more tears joining the first few.

"I-I dance because…"

"Because what?"

"Because…it's what I love," she said with a torn smile. Kendall smiled at her answer as he leaned a bit closer in to her.

"You don't dance because you want your dad's approval. You dance because it's what you do. Because it's who you are," Kendall stated as he held tightly to the crying girl's shoulders. "Just because he doesn't show that he believes in you, doesn't mean other people don't either."

Jayne took a shaky breath, staring with wide eyes at the person who was so desperately trying to make her feel better, but for what reason?

"Jayne, you've got way too much talent to just let it all go to waste. I just saw what you could do, and I know you can make it to the top," he said confidently, making the girl smile, though the tears continued. "It'd be a serious shame if you just stopped doing what you're doing for other people," he stated as Jayne chuckled, her tears trickling down to her chin.

"Dance for yourself, Jayne. Not for anyone else."

Jayne stared at the blond for a moment, trying to hide the fact she was so overwhelmed by everything going on around her. She laughed a bit as she wiped her cheeks. She looked over at Kendall before she decided to let her entire guard down just once. She wrapped her arms tightly around Kendall's torso, hugging him tightly. The dirty blond smiled, happy his job had been done. He held her tightly in his bear-like hug, not wanting to ever let go. The warm embrace brought the two to a place where no one could reach them, a place where only the two of them knew of.

"Thank you, Kendall," Jayne whispered as she kept her face hidden in the crook of his neck, though he didn't complain. He just smiled, allowing her to hold on to him for as long as she would need.

"Don't thank me. It's what friends do."

"Alright Jayne, You're finishing this all up. Are you ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," said dancer stated evenly as she nodded her head at her instructor. Her teacher smiled confidently as she gave the girl a firm pat on the shoulder.

"Show them what you're made of."

Jayne watched as the woman walked away, leaving her to her thoughts. She took a deep breath, trying to fight against her nerves and fears. Many important people were at the performance, picking out who exactly they thought was going to make it big and who wasn't. It was nerve-racking for the girl, but it wasn't something she hadn't dealt with before. She took a deep breath as she slowly released it, nodding to herself.

Alright, Jayne. It's time for you to give it all you have.

She stood in her beginning position, listening intently for her music to begin. She smiled as she listened to the beat of the bass drum start, giving her the signal to begin her dance. The song was for about a good four minutes, and while she danced, her eyes couldn't stop from roaming around the audience. She had gotten over the fact that she wouldn't be seeing her father's face in the crowd, and thanks to a certain blond, she was able to come to terms with at least that.

As her eyes flickered around the large auditorium, she raised an eyebrow, making sure to keep most of her concentration on her graceful movements. She span around to the music, making sure her eyes hadn't played tricks on her. She smiled widely as she continued on with her performance. The song came to a close, the brunette ending with a bow. She chuckled as she listened to familiar voices calling out her name and loudly cheering for her. She chuckled as she shook her head, the audience clapping wildly for her dance.

"Jayne!"

Said girl turned from a woman that had been congratulating her for her successful dance, and smiled widely as she watched the guys, Camille, and Jo quickly approached her with excited looks on their faces. She laughed happily as the two girls came up first, giving her a bear hug, squeezing her as tightly as they possibly could.

"I never knew you could dance like that!" Camille commented as Jayne chuckled, shaking her head.

"Not many do. Thank you for coming, I thought you couldn't make it?" the brunette asked as everyone smiled at her.

"Well, we found time to make it." Jayne looked over at Kendall as she smiled, the boy smiling back at her with an unexplainable gleam in his eyes. Her eyes softened for a moment before she was broken from the gaze by a pair of excited arms hugging her tightly, making her stumble back.

"Carlos!"

"You've gotta dance for us sometime!" the excited helmet-wearer said with a grin as Jayne laughed, nodding her head and hugging the boy back. Next came James, who lifted her off the ground, squeezing her tightly. After, Logan hugged her, commenting on how she danced so well. Jo smiled at her as the two girls hugged, the blonde commenting on how she loved the music selection and her dance all together.

"Well." Jayne turned away from the conversation everyone quickly broke into after giving their congratulations, the leader of the rising band giving her a smirk. She smirked back as she turned to him, arms crossed. "What did you think?" she asked as Kendall pretended to be deep in thought. He counted to seven in his head before he answered his friend's questions.

"Kind of sloppy."

Jayne's eyes widened as a wave of irritation came over; it was nothing she wasn't used to with Kendall. The dirty blond laughed as he shook his head, smiling kindly at the girl. "It was great. You were the best up there," he said honestly as Jayne chuckled, shaking her head.

"…About yesterday-"

"It's not a big deal," Kendall stated, already knowing what exactly the brunette was aiming to do. Her eyes softened as her smile disappeared for a moment.

"Seriously, Kendall," she said quietly. "If it hadn't been for you, I don't know if I'd actually be here right now," she said as she looked up at the dirty blond with a genuine kind of gaze. His eyes softened as he smiled and walked up to her, embracing her.

The hug was strange. Though he wasn't going to point it out to anyone, it had almost felt like a jolt of electricity had ran through his veins when coming in contact with the girl. His heart skipped a beat, though he just blamed the strange spark, and if he didn't have a stronger will, he would have been holding the girl for an eternity.

Jayne held the blond tightly as she tried to work out the jumbled thoughts in her head. Being in Kendall's arms felt strange, but not in a bad way; definitely not in a bad way. It was in a great kind of way, actually. The kind of way that made Jayne never want to let go of the boy. But for their own sake, the two both pulled away, not sure what the consequences would be if they hadn't. They stared at each other for a moment before they smiled at each.

"Alright." The two looked over at James as he combed his hair one last time, turning his attention to his friends. "I say we go out to eat, in celebration for Jayne's awesome dancing," Everyone cheered for that idea as they all began to head toward the exit of the auditorium.

"I'll meet you guys up front, I need to change and grab my things," Jayne said.

"I'll wait for you," Kendall immediately said, regretting it a second after. It had almost sounded like he was desperate to stay by her side. Jayne hesitated before smiling, nodding her head.

As the two went back stage, the others made their way toward the exit of the building, except one person. A pair of blue eyes watched as the two friends disappeared behind the red curtain, a nervous gleam shining in them. They stared for a second longer, a weary feeling coming over the owner of the eyes.

"Jo!"

Said girl looked back at the exit and smiled as she quickly walked up to Camille and James, who gave her a confused gaze.

"What's up?" the shaggy haired teen asked as the girlfriend of Kendall hesitated. She smiled and shook her head as she sighed.

"Nothing."