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POV: Destinee Knight

Kendall has been sleeping over for the past week. I really wish he wouldn't. Stacie keeps asking if anything is going on between me and him. The obvious answer is no.

He hasn't found out that I simply sneak out and sleep over at 2J with Katie. She and I usually pass out on the couches. Every time he shows up, I just tell him I'm an early riser.

Katie has been telling me to bring my guitar and sing some songs. I think I will today.

Tomorrow is my birthday. I don't want to spend it with Kendall.

I want to apologize to Carlos, if only I knew what I did wrong. It's not my fault I'm caught in a long triangle. . .or square. . .me, Kendall, James and Carlos. . .yup, a love square.

Time to go to 2J.

I escaped from Kendall's grasp and went into my room to take my acoustic guitar. When I walked past him on the couch, I put my guitar down, took off the shirt I "borrowed" from Kendall, and whipped it at his face. I think I've worn it too much anyway.

He didn't move and I was freezing only in a camisole. Oh well, I guess I'll have to live.

Carlos is right; I can grab my own shirt if I'm cold. I just don't feel like it.

Katie was waiting outside 2J for me. Her face lit up when she saw the guitar, "Finally, you'll play some songs."

"Got that right," I walked in after her.

Logan was on the couch half asleep while James and Carlos played video games.

"You cheater!" Carlos shouted.

"You were bugging me!" James shot back.

"Hey," Logan yawned.

"Hi," I waved.

James looked in my direction. "Haven't you been sleeping over for a week?"

"Yup, and everyone knows why."

They all nodded in agreement. I sat down and tuned the guitar.

"Ooh, guitar," James sat next to me.

What to sing what to sing . . .aha!

Everyone gathered around to listen.

I began to play and everyone seemed to enjoy it.

"Got another question that I need answered, but you won't speak to me. Got another problem that I need solving, when are you gonna see? Don't act like you don't care-"

The front door swung open and I stopped immediately. Kendall stood there and glared at me.

"Can you spell 'awkward?'" Logan whispered to Carlos.

"Actually, I can't," he whispered back.

Ken ignored everyone else and stomped into his bedroom.

"Guess I can sleep in my own bed tonight," I sighed.

"Or," Carlos put a hand on my shoulder, "You can stay and we'll all have fun."

"Is that your way of telling me you forgive me?"

He nodded. "Maybe, hey, you're wearing your own shirt," he pointed out.

"I can borrow other people's stuff," I protested.

"Yes, but borrowing requires asking," he shot back.

I gave up and no one slept until at least one. Logan was the first out; he passed out on the floor. James was next; at least he was in a chair.

Katie was told to go to her room by Aunt Kay. No, her name isn't really Kay; she just doesn't want the guys to know her first name.

Carlos and I sat on opposite sides of the couch still awake. He came closer to me and held me tightly. I rested my head on his shoulder.

He ran his fingers through my hair. "Just tell me one more thing," he whispered, "Do you want to be my girlfriend again?"

"Do you really need an answer to that?"

"Yes."

"Then this is my answer." I looked up at him and kissed his cheek.

"Good enough for me." He shrugged.

"Besides, Kendall's practically my brother. Dating him would be way too weird."

He seemed satisfied by this answer. I struggled to stay awake.

"Goodnight, my love," he kissed my forehead. I felt protected in his arms.

POV: James Diamond

"Man," I moaned when I woke up.

"Morning, brown eyes." Destinee smiled and gave me a plate of waffles.

"Thanks." I took the fork and butter knife from her.

She nodded and walked back into the kitchen with Logan.

"What are you two doing?"

"We're baking cookies for the birthday party," Logan responded.

"And where's Carlos?" I ate my breakfast.

"He went to 5H to tell everyone to come here around two," Destinee answered.

"What time is it now?"

"One fifty," she responded absentmindedly. "I hope you got enough beauty sleep," she joked.

"Haha, very funny."

"Here," Logan took out a tray of freshly baked cookies and handed them to her.

"But I'm not wearing the oven mitts, you are," she pointed out.

"Just take 'em," he responded, irritated.

"Meow," she said, taking the tray quickly. She was even quicker putting them down on the counter top. "Ouch, hot hot hot!" She shook her hands, hoping the pain would go away faster.

"I know I am." I smiled at her.

"Haha. . .cute. Why does everything try to hurt me?"

Kendall overheard as he came into the room. "Simple. Karma is giving you what you deserve."

"Meow," Logan imitated Destinee's earlier comment.

"I'll see you guys a little later, I guess." She hugged Logan, then me, and left without another word.

POV: Carlos Garcia

I fell like Destinee's messenger boy, but hey, as long as I don't have to do anything else, I'm good.

I climbed up the stairs as Dest descended down them.

"Whoa." I slid in front of her. "This is a half a mile an hour zone."

"Cute."

"Aren't you gonna tell me what's wrong?"

"No, I'm good."

"Just tell me," I insisted.

She sighed, "Kendall's being a douche."

"Why?"

"Carlos, is it that hard to put two and two together?"

"Why bring math into this?"

"Carlos, think about it."

". . . Oh . . . he's mad about you and me."

She nodded. "I guess I'll come back with you."

Stacie and the others began to climb the stairs. "Hurry up, you two!" She grabbed our arms and we ran after her.

POV: Destinee Knight

"Hey, you're back." Logan smiled, relieved to see me.

Katie and James brought out an amazing cake. I was getting hungry just looking at it.

Kendall sat on the couch and threw glares, painful as daggers, in my direction.

"Someone doesn't take rejection very well." Katie managed to lighten the mood.

James began to sing 'Happy Birthday' and everyone joined in.

"Before you eat," he began, "I need to give Dest her present." With that, he grabbed my head and smashed it into the cake.

I lifted my head, chocolate frosting covered my face.

"That's for pushing me into the pool!"

"Well this-" I grabbed cake and shoved it down his lucky white v-neck. "-is for hitting on me the minute we met!" He smiled at me, he knew we were even.

"Food fight!" Carlos shouted and nailed Kendall square in the face with cake.

"Bad move." Kendall smiled evilly, took more cake, and slammed it in Carlos' face.

"I know, I deserved that."

"Logan," I took some cake and walked over to him, "I don't want you to feel left out," I covered his face with it.

Katie and Stacie managed to save the rest of the cake, which wasn't much, from the guys.

Carlos grabbed me and ran into the bathroom.

"Here," he tossed me a towel.

"Stacie told me earlier this week we won Griffin over with the demos," I said once my face was cake free again.

"Congrats," he put his arm around my bare shoulders.

Maybe not wearing a jacket was a bad choice. I shivered.

"Destinee Charlotte, are you cold?"

I nodded. "Did I mention that since there are only three vocalists and not everyone in the band is a girl, Griffin has chosen to re-name the band 'Triple Threat?'"

Thank you, Griffin! At least it's better than Rocquer Girls. Justin and Marc laughed their asses off when they heard the name. Yes – they got hit with books.

"Sounds good, now about you being cold." He took off his blue and black baseball tee and put it over my head.

"Um, thanks." I put my arms through the sleeves. God, I'll never get to tell him, will I?

"Carlos, I really need to tell you something."

"Shoot."

"I'm going to Texas," I blurted out.

"What?" he nearly tripped over his own foot.

"I won't be gone for long."

"How long is 'not very long'?"

"Two weeks." I opened the door and walked out.

Please don't follow me, please don't follow me.

He picked me up under my back and knees and carried me to his room.

"Two weeks?" He closed the door and sat me on his bed.

"Yeah, only Gustavo and Stacie know. Gustavo took it pretty well."

"How well?" he challenged.

"He threw Kelly's clipboard at me, but Griffin is going to be out of town so it works out. I just need to work harder on the songs and dances when I come back."

He looked disappointed.

"Wait... why don't you come with me? My parents don't want me traveling alone, and they bought an extra ticket."

Without missing a beat, he nodded.

"Great, but we leave tonight." I took out a suitcase from his closet. "Start packing."

Around eleven, I waited for him in the lobby. I saw him coming down the stairs.

"I'm here," he whispered.

"Good."

We took a taxi to the airport and just made it for the boarding.

"Where will we stay?" he asked as we got on the plane.

"Jess's brother's house. Chad has so many rooms in his house. I told him I was missing Texas and he invited me."

We sat in our seats.

"Oh really?" He began playing with the sleeve of his baseball tee. It's just so comfortable; I didn't want to take it off. He doesn't want me borrowing stuff from Kendall, but borrowing his stuff is no issue.

"Yeah, really." I fixed the collar of his leather jacket. "Red looks good on you." I looked at his t-shirt.

"Thanks." He ran his fingers through my hair.

I have no regrets leaving Kendall here without a clue of where I am. I rested my head on Carlos' shoulder and fell asleep.

POV: Kendall Knight

I woke up feeling pretty good. Not only is everyone going ice skating today, but I haven't seen Carlos yet.

Wait . . . is that a good thing? Whatever.

By noon, everyone met in the lobby. Everyone accept Carlos and Destinee.

"Kendall." Stacie gestured for me to go over to her.

"What's up?" I stood next to her.

"Destinee wasn't at 2J, was she?"

"No."

"Is Carlos around?"

"I haven't seen him. I don't care where they are. I just don't care anymore."

She gripped tight to my shoulder when I tried to walk away.

"She wanted a break. She's in Texas right now."

"Fine." I escaped her grasp, "Let her do whatever she want, not like we would be able to stop her anyway."

Clearly I wasn't looking where I was going, because I ran into a very pretty girl.

"I'm so sorry," she said, her voice as sweet as Destinee's.

"No, it was my fault." I fell in love with her dark brown hair and brown eyes.

"Hi, I'm Kimmy Mason."

"Kendall Knight."

Now that I think about it, red-heads are overrated.

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