I guess it hasn't been that long since I updated, but I'm still way over-due for a new chapter. I'm very sorry for keeping you waiting so long. This is the first chapter that I really took some time to think about Logan's schedule. Based on the stuff that's happened so far on specific days, I have figured out that Logan goes to college on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays from 7PM-11PM, he works in the coffee shop on Mondays, Tuesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays from 5AM to 1PM and he works for Gustavo in between work and college, usually varying, depending on when Gustavo needs them. Also, I realize that (on the day after the hockey game), Logan broke up with Camille in the morning (which was Saturday), which means he wasn't at work, which he should've been, so I'll just call that an extra day off for all his hard work. From now on, I'm going to follow this schedule, so you don't get confused (then again, after the complexity of it, you're probably way past confused...) Anyway, I just wanted to let you know.

For the First Time

Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush.

"So... Will you give me another chance?" Logan asked, nervously.

"Yes, of course!" Camille exclaimed, jumping into his arms, "But wait... does this mean that you guys are friends again?"

"Yep," Logan replied, contently, "Well... we better get going."

"Wait! You drove all the way over here, you can't go yet!" Camille exclaimed, as if the idea were completely ridiculous.

"But it's..." Logan looked at his watch, "9:30... What are we going to do at 9:30?"

"Why don't you guys come inside?" she asked cheerfully, "I just baked cookies!"

"Wow... thanks!" Logan replied.

"No-" Camille started to say 'No problem', before she was interrupted.

"COOKIES!" Carlos exclaimed.

"Sorry about that. Carlos loves cookies," Logan explained.

Camille laughed, "It's okay. Well, why don't we go inside?"

The all walked into Camille's house. It was huge!

"Wow! This is where you live?" James asked.

"Yep," Camille responded, "Alright, so who wants cookies?"

"Me!" they all exclaimed.

"Stupid question," Camille replied, laughing.

Once they all had cookies, they sat around the table, eating in satisfaction.

"Mmm! These are the best cookies ever!" James exclaimed.

"Yeah... Ooh! Do you have milk?" Carlos asked, excitedly.

"Yeah, who doesn't?" Camille replied, getting the milk and pouring five glasses, "Here."

Carlos ate a bite of his cookie and gulped the milk. When he finished, there was some above his lip.

"Hey Carlos, got milk?" Logan asked, amused.

"What?... I don't get it... Normally you'd say that was bad grammar..." Carlos replied, confused.

Logan laughed and rolled his eyes, "So Camille, do you live in this huge house alone?"

"No, I have a roommate. She's upstairs right now," she replied.

"What's her name?" Carlos asked, his mouth full of cookies, so you could barely make out the words he was saying.

Camille chuckled and responded, "Allison."

At that moment, Logan looked up at the clock on the wall, his eyes nearly bugging out, "How'd it get to be 10:30? Guys, we have to go. I have to be at work at five tomorrow."

"Okay, fine," they agreed hesitantly.

Logan led them out the door, before saying goodbye to Camille. He kissed her cheek and whispered, "See you at the shop tomorrow?"

"See you at the shop," she smiled.

A few weeks later, Logan woke up bright and early. He was putting the last touches on his hair before work and he could hear the birds chirping outside. He knew Camille would be at the coffee shop, despite it being her day off, so he had to look good.

He stepped outside his apartment and was right on his way.

When he arrived at work, the manager, Mr. Maslow, walked right over to him, "You're late."

"It's 5AM exactly," Logan stated, confused.

"No, it's 5:01!" he replied.

"I won't be late next time?" Logan answered, but it sounded more like a question.

In the short amount of time Logan had worked their, he had discovered that his manager was very weird. This was a good example of him being weird. He had also learned not to argue with him.

Camille didn't arrive until around 8AM. Logan had been pretty psyched to see her. He walked over to take her order, "Hey beautiful."

Camille smiled, "Hey handsome. Any girls flirt with you today?"

"Nope," Logan replied.

"Good. I don't like hurting people," she joked and Logan laughed.

"So, what would you like today?" he asked.

"You should know! I get the same thing every time!" Camille exclaimed playfully.

"I know, I just like messing with you," he replied, "So... I'll be right back."

"K," she answered, smiling.

He came back, quickly, handing her the beverage.

"Thank you," she stated.

"Anything."

"Hey, so Friday. Wanna see that new movie... Valentine's Day?" Camille asked him.

"Sure, if you want to," Logan answered.

"Yep," she replied. Then, after finishing her coffee, she bid him goodbye and left the coffee shop.

I know, I know, this chapter is very short, but I'm already working on the next and I promise it's going to be way longer. Thanks again for all the support. You guys make writing worth it. :)