Summer, Logan and Camille were having a great time. They had been sitting in the back of Starbucks for about an hour and a half now. Surprisingly, Camille and Summer got along fantastically. Despite the fact that back in Minnesota Summer and Logan kind of had a little crush on each other, once Summer had found out he'd had a girlfriend, she tried her hardest to get over it. She'd done pretty well…up until she saw him. Her heart had hammered furiously in her chest and her palms started to sweat. She mentally smacked herself, looking around and noticing a few more hot guys, feeling better. Now that she'd met Camille, she really liked her and was getting okay with the fact that she was going out with Logan. They were getting to be great friends.

"So, Camille, how long have you been an actress?" asked Summer, sipping her Java chip frappuchino.

"Ever since I was a little girl," Camille replied. "How long have you played hockey?"

"Since we were seven," Summer said. "That's actually how we all met."

"That's cool," Camille replied. "Oh, and Logan said that you were crazier than me?" Logan stopped, wide eyed and dumbfounded. Both of the girls stared up at him, waiting for him to say something.

"Oh, well…" he started. "I wasn't calling either of you crazy, if that's what you're implying, because you're not….except for well, that you slap me a lot and you're just weird in general…and well, that was bad wasn't it?" The girls both looked at each other before bursting out into laughter. Logan let out a sigh of relief. He wasn't getting killed…today.

"You ready for this?" Carlos asked Geena, when they were sitting in the shopping cart. It was pulled back in a bunch of swimsuits tied together to resemble the slingshot.

"Oh yeah!" Geena exclaimed. "Bring it on!"

"Okay, one…"Carlos started.

"Two…" said Geena.

"Three!" they finished together, and Carlos let go of the wall and they sped off in the store, screaming out of joy. They passed many confused shoppers on the way, and a few workers before stopping in the cereal aisle, knocking down several boxes in the process.

"That was awesome!" exclaimed Geena, high fiving Carlos once they got out of the cart.

"I know right?" he asked. "Told you it would be awesome."

"Are you kidding? That was the most fun I've had since you left! You know, no one wants to try sledding down a hill on a pool floatie?"

"Seriously?" asked Carlos. "That would be awesome!"

"I know right?" Geena exclaimed, before the store manager came over to where they were standing.

"Excuse me?" he said in a snippy, I'm-better-than-you voice. "You do know this is a grocery store right?"

"Yeah?" Carlos said. "And your point?"

"We can't have you kids," he spat the word. "Shooting yourselves across the store with shopping carts!"

"Maybe this will change your mind," Carlos said swiftly, taking a sharpie out of his back pocket, as well as a small scrap of paper. He scribbled his name quickly, handing it to the manager. "Carlos Garcia. Big Time Rush. Maybe you've heard of us?"

The manager raised his eyebrows skeptically.

********Ten Minutes Later**********

"I can't believe we got a restraining order," Carlos groaned when they were making their way back to his car.

"I can't believe you tried to get out of this with your autograph!" Geena exclaimed. "Really Carlos?"

"What? It usually works!" he replied. "It's not my fault his kids are Beiber fans." Geena just laughed.

"You know Carlos, I've really missed you," she said.

"I've missed you too," he smiled back at her.

"What do you want to do now?"

"Ever tried sliding down stairs on a mattress?"

"So how is everyone?" James asked as he and Lindsay started to unpack her suitcases.

"Great," she replied. "Grammy really misses you."

"I miss her too," he sighed. "I talked to her on the phone the other day. I heard you've been spending a lot of time with her."

"Yeah," smiled Lindsay. "She's great. Last time I was over there, she pulled out the baby pictures."

"Oh she did not," James groaned and Lindsay giggled lightly.

"Yeah, and you were just adorable!" she cooed, her voice sugary sweet, reaching up to pinch his cheek. He swatted her hand away playfully and she giggled again.

"So, are you still going out with that one guy?" he asked.

"Brandon?" Lindsay finished for him.

"Right," he replied, slightly bitterly.

"Yes, I am," she said matter-of-factly. "And what do you care?"

"Just wondering," he said. "I know his type Lindsay and he'll just end up breaking your heart."

"No, he won't," she said. "He's really sweet. And he loves me."

"He loves you?" James scoffed. "Please. You've been going out for how long?"

"Two years," Lindsay snapped back.

"Okay, fine, but I still know the type," James said. "And in the end you'll have a broken heart."

Lindsay just rolled her eyes at his comment. "So what about you? Anyone special in your life right now?"

"Nope," James sighed. "Still single."

"Aww, that's too bad," Lindsay said, barely noticing the hint of disappointment in his voice.

"Yeah," he said, watching her put away her stuff longingly. "It really is."

Kendall took Jo and Kellie out to Osteria Mozza for lunch. Upon their arrival, Kendall ordered a burger, Kellie ordered a pasta dish and Jo ordered a salad. The waitress left and Kendall began talking.

"So, Kellie, how's everything back home?" he asked.

"It's good," she said. "We all really miss you guys though." Jo rolled her eyes, Kendall not seeing this, but Kellie noticed, getting confused.

"We all miss you guys too," he said. "We're all glad that you're here. Right Jo?"

"Huh, oh right," she forced out.

"See?" Kendall smiled, not taking notice of the tension. "Now, I have to go to the bathroom. You two girls get to know each other." He got up to leave. Jo stirred her water with her straw, not making eye contact with the girl across from her.

"So, Jo…" Kellie started, trying to make conversation. "How long have you been an actress?"

"Look," Jo said, stopping stirring her water. "I don't like you. Never have and probably never will. Even from what I've seen in your videos. I just pretend for Kendall's sake."

"Um, why not?" Kellie asked. "I thought we could be great friends. You know, you're Kendall's girlfriend, I'm his best friend…"

"You see, that's just it," said Jo. "You're best friends. And I know you had something going on before he left Minnesota, so don't even pretend you didn't."

"But we…" Jo cut her off.

"Like I said, don't even say it," Jo said. "Now, can we at least pretend to get along for Kendall's sake? I think we can do that for three months. Then you'll be back in Minnesota where you belong." Kellie was taken aback. What had she ever done to this girl? Now she was treating her like she would treat dog crap on her shoe.

"So, ladies, how are we getting along here?" said Kendall, coming back and sliding into the booth next to Jo. "Pretty well, I hope?"

"Oh yeah, total best friends," Jo said happily, turning to Kellie and giving her a go-along-with-this-or-I'll-kill-you-in-your-sleep-with-a-fork sort of look. "Right Kel?"

Kellie swallowed hard and forced a smile. "Right. Jo's just…" she almost choked on the word. "Charming."

"Isn't she?" Kendall asked, squeezing her shoulders and planting a kiss on her cheek. Kellie felt like she was going to puke. Their food came and they all began to eat, Kellie just picking around at her pasta. She couldn't get over this girl. What was wrong with her?

And why did she hate her so much?

A/N: Well, Camille and Summer are getting along, but Jo and Kellie? Apparently not so much. Well, more drama to come! YAY! :D Please review! :)