Here's chapter 11 I hope you guys like it!

"Don't talk to me," I muttered then tried to find some place Carlos COULDN'T find me. There was only one hope. The bathroom. I went in, making sure no one was in there, and luckily there wasn't anyone. I just broke out crying. What was I going to do? I heard the door pry open; I tried hiding myself in a stall but I was too weak to move.

"What are you crying about?" I noticed it was Izzy's voice.

"None of your business, Izzy. You've always hated me anyway. If this were still high school, you would've spread a nasty rumor about how I was probably crying over some sort of soap opera," I said.

She just chuckled, "Look, I may not be the nicest person in your case. But you're lucky I'm helping you out here."

"I've met worse." I sighed.

"What's the problem?" She asked.

"Carlos," I just gave out that one hint, and boom, she had her reply.

"Aaah, that load on 100 days in Heaven. What's he done to you this time? 'Because I've been hearing stories from your friends that this stuff gets really nasty."

"Well," I sniffed. "We got in a fight a couple days ago, and it's because of that big party at the arcade. Remember that?" She nodded. "Yeah, and so I complained about the work and everything-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. That stories already boring me. Just apologize. Trust me. It works all the time. I need to get some sleep." She yawned, getting up.

"Thanks. For y'know. Helping me out." I said. I stood up after Izzy left, and washed my face with the water from the sink.

Apologizing always works. Well I hope it does this time. I left the bathroom, and before you know it, Carlos is standing right in front of my face. "What you did with James does not help me."

"Carlos, I'm sorry. I really wanted this weekend to be special. And about us. But it turned into a mess." I said.

"I love you, M. I don't want to loose you. Even if you think I'm as stupid as…someone stupid, you wouldn't dump me for some nerd like Logan. You're the person I believe in." I laughed. "You know you insulted Logan right?"

"I know. But it's true." He shrugged. "So, how was it like with James?"

Wow. Real mature. Asking that question, at 6:30 in the morning, in the middle of a hallway in a San Diego country club. "It was like the usual, hanging out with him. Like brother, like sister," I smiled.

"What about that kiss?" He suspiciously asked.

"Carlos," I said to him.

"Well, it looked like HE enjoyed it." He pointed out.

"He kissed me. And you know that I wouldn't enjoy it as much as I would with you." I said.

I grabbed Carlos's collar of his shirt then kissed him. "Enough with the smoochy-smoochy. You two have to save your vocals." Hawk startled us and laughed evilly.

Carlos rolled his eyes at Hawk and looked at me once more. "I need to get going, I have to get our stuff ready in the auditorium. Rehearsal starts at 7." I walked away, as happy as I felt after what happened with James. Gosh I'm such a cheater. I can't pick between the two boys. They're both gorgeous, I mean, yeah they can be stupid, but it's just difficult. I was getting the stuff ready in the auditorium.

"Knock, knock," I heard an echoey voice come in. It was Ryan. How many love thingies am I in? Now I'm in a love square. Well played whoever made these things up well played. He came down holding a rose in his hand.

"Ryan," I sighed. "You didn't have to."
"I know." He came closer.

"Stop!" I shut my eyes. "You know I have a boyfriend."

"Micaela-" Carlos came in, and saw me inches away from Ryan. "What's going on?"

"I-I-I was just fighting with Ryan because he shouldn't be here." I said. I kicked his ankle to make him run away.

"Oh okay." He ran up to me and put his arms around me. "I was wondering if I could get a head start on the choreography and song."

"Sure." I smiled.

7:00 came faster than you could imagine, and there we were acting like dorks when everyone else came in to start rehearsal. "Shh," I heard them shush each other.

"You guys ready?" I asked.

"There's one problem." Logan pointed out.

"Kendall lost his voice, and Zee's helping him out upstairs. We can't rehearse without them." Megan said.

"Well, what are we going to do? We can't just change up the whole song and everything." I complained. I pondered for a while. "Get him down here, I have an idea."