A/N: Yay! I'm so glad you enjoyed the last chapter and are still enjoying the story! Also, I'm done with school now so updates should be a bit more frequent. All right, here we go...

About an hour later, Logan was still in his common room but he had moved from standing to sitting on the couch. He was mentally slapping himself for staying silent the whole time Camille talked. He was the smart one of the group – he had an answer to anything that was related to education and helping people. Yet when it came to his own problems, he didn't even know where to start. A part of him wanted to run over to Camille's dorm and another part of him just wanted to sit on the couch and wallow in his own pity.

The door opened and Kendall walked in, looking tired. He saw his best friend, face down on the couch. Kendall started to get worried.

"Hey buddy, uh, what's up?" he asked.

"Camille ended our friends with benefits," Logan mumbled from his position.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Kendall wasn't sure if that was the right response, "Did you want to end it?"

Logan shook his head, "But we agreed that if one of us wanted it to stop, then we stopped."

Kendall was still unsure of what to say and just continued to pat his best friend on the back.

The brunette finally sat up, "Camille broke it off because she likes me."

"What?" Kendall gave him a funny look, "Ok, now I really don't get this friends with benefits thing."

Logan sighed, "She likes me and was afraid of what would happen if another girl came into the picture and I liked her back. She ended it to save our friendship."

Kendall nodded, "That's good?"

The brunette barely spoke, "But I don't want to go back to being friends."

The taller boy still heard that, "So you do like her back?"

"Of course I like her back," he sighed and fell back on the couch.

"Did you tell her that?" Kendall asked excitedly.

"No," Logan whined, "I stood there, staring like an idiot. I had absolutely nothing to say and Camille went back to her dorm."

The sandy haired boy brought his best friend back up, "Dude! Go there and talk to her. You've been crushing on her since last summer. I know you tried to hide those feelings but they came back. Just like Camille's feelings for you came back – yes I know about her feelings, everyone does – so maybe this is a good thing. Now get out of here and talk to her."

Logan groaned, "What if she doesn't even want to talk to me? She told me how she felt and all I did was stand there. I stood there!"

"And now you have the words all figured out," Kendall got up and dragged Logan with him, "Now go."

Logan looked at him and nodded, "You're right. I'm going to find Camille and tell her that I feel the same way."

"Atta boy!" his best friend gave him a high five.

The brunette smiled confidently and walked out of the dorm. He walked up the stairs and made his way to the girls' dorm. Fortunately, he saw Stephanie closing the door behind her. She saw Logan and smiled.

"Hey," she greeted him, "Are you looking for Camille?"

"How did you know?" he asked.

She rolled her eyes, "I'm her best friend. I know what happened between you two."

"Oh," he scratched his head, "And you're not mad?"

Stephanie shrugged, "Slightly, but I know you didn't mean to leave her hanging. You were caught off guard by it all."

Logan was grateful – what he always liked about Stephanie was her thought process. She was similar to him in that sense, which worked out well with Carlos.

"Thanks," he said, "So is she there?"

"Unfortunately, you just missed her," she sadly told him, "I think she went to the theatre to clear her head and meet with Jennifer V."

"Oh," he looked down.

Stephanie tried to be encouraging, "I'm sure you can catch her. I doubt anyone else is at the theatre."

Logan couldn't help but hug her, "Thanks Stephanie! By the way, what's the status with you and Carlos? And uh, Mr. Jones?"

She sighed, "I'm still a bit peeved at Carlos for not trusting me but I'm trying to get passed it. As for Mr. Jones… I have to meet with the faculty next week. Everything should turn out well, though."

"Good," he smiled.

"Anyway, go get your girl!" Stephanie laughed and pushed him the opposite direction.

Camille sat on the edge of the stage, waiting for Jennifer V. She had called and asked to meet up so they could talk and rehearse lines. Camille was thankful for the distraction and she raced out of the dorms. She looked at her phone and noticed that Jennifer still had a few minutes.

"Camille."

She looked up and recognized the voice.

"Hi Nate. Sorry about earlier," she said.

He shook his head, his brown hair getting in the way, "Don't worry about it. What are you doing here all alone?"

"Oh I'm waiting for Jennifer," she explained, "She wanted to catch up."

Nate was now in front of her, his gaze never faltering, "I'll keep you company. A pretty girl like you shouldn't be waiting alone."

Camille uncomfortably shifted to her side, "Uh yeah, sure."

He got up on stage and sat close to her, their arms touching. He continued to smile over at her.

"So how was that hockey game? " Nate asked.

Camille avoided his eyes, "I didn't go. I got caught up with something."

He inched closer, "Got caught up with Logan?"

"Excuse me?" she narrowed her eyes at him.

"No need to be shy… I know you and Logan were secretly sleeping with each other…" he said.

She immediately stood up, "What is your problem, Nate? How dare you say that!"

Nate just laughed her off, getting up and moving towards her, "Logan's a nice guy but I think I could do better…"

Camille was both scared and furious at him. She tried to shove him away but he was clearly stronger than her. She kept moving backwards until she hit a wall. Nate placed both his hand to the wall, cornering her. His face was getting dangerously close. She let out a whimper and turned her head as she closed her eyes.

"Get the hell away from her!"

The voice brought tears to Camille's eyes again, but this time they were happy tears. Logan stood there with an angry look on his face while Jennifer stared in shock. She saw Logan race on the stage and grab Nate. The latter boy was thrown to the ground and Logan took a protective stance in front of Camille.

"If I see you go near her again, you will regret it. If you even look at her, you will regret it," Logan said darkly, "Do you understand me?"

Jennifer cautiously walked over to them, "Camille, I'm so sorry. I should have been here sooner."

She held on to the girl, "It's ok, Jennifer, it's ok."

Nate got up and scoffed, "I thought she was going to be easy…"

The smirk was immediately wiped off Nate's face when Logan punched him. Camille and Jennifer gasped at his behavior. Nate stumbled back and glared at Logan.

"This isn't over," Nate warned as he left the theatre.

A/N: Is it spelled theatre? Or theater? I'm genuinely curious. =/ Anyway, I'm stirring up more trouble for them. Haha. As always, if you'd like, feel free to leave me a review. All feedback is great. Thank you for your continuous support!