"Camille!" Logan squeaked standing next to the dresser in nothing but a pair of green and blue plaid boxers. His hands immediately went up to cover his chest and his privates. "Wha—" he cleared his throat. "What are you doing here?"
"Relax. I've seen you in your boxers before. I am your girlfriend."
"That's right." He took a gray t-shirt out of his dresser and pulled it over his head. One of the first things he did upon arriving was unpack his bags. He was going to be here for five months; he wasn't going to live out of a suitcase.
Logan sat down on his bed and patted the spot next to him where Camille immediately jumped.
"Kendall snatched Jo up so I thought I'd come see you. That's okay, isn't it?"
"Absolutely." He kissed her on the cheek. "How'd your audition go yesterday?"
"Really well, I think. They said they'd call tomorrow." She crossed her fingers. "It's the part of the crazy best friend who is in love with the main character's love interest's best friend, but he doesn't know it."
"That part was made for you."
Camille slapped him across the cheek.
"Are you calling me crazy?"
"When you do that, yeah." He rubbed his cheek. "But, that's why I love you."
"Aw, I love you, too, Logie." She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the spot she had slapped. After her lips touched his cheek Logan turned his head to get his lips onto hers.
"I'm so glad you came," he said into the kiss.
A rabid knock jolted Logan out of his wonderful dream of sitting by the Palm Woods pool with Camille while reading Future Doctor Magazine. Camille lay casually next to him with her brown hair splayed out over his pillow blinking her eyes open.
"Hortense Logan Mitchell!" Mrs. Knight yelled opening the door.
Logan almost fell out of bed when she walked into the room. James, Carlos, Kendall, and Jo appeared at the door to see what the commotion was. Mrs. Knight pulled the covers off the two to reveal they were in fact dressed in their pajamas.
"We didn't do anything!" Logan exclaimed as Mrs. Knight gave him the deadliest stare.
"I'm sorry." Camille made to get up and leave the room, but Mrs. Knight stopped her.
"I know you two are adults," Mrs. Knight sighed, "but, you have to understand the ramifications of your actions."
"We didn't do anything," Logan repeated. "We fell asleep talking."
"We didn't mean to!" Camille added.
"I don't want to see you-this again." Mrs. Knight waved her hand to indicate she meant the two together in bed. She turned around and left the room excusing herself between the others who were laughing silently at Logan and Camille being caught. "That goes for you, too," she glared at Kendall and Jo causing them to stop laughing.
Camille and Logan sat unable to look at each other at the kitchen table with plates of homemade waffles made by Mrs. Knight in front of them. They hadn't meant to sleep in the same bed last night. It had come up constantly from Camille that she should go back to her room so she wouldn't get caught. But, they kept talking until their eyes grew heavy and the next thing they knew Mrs. Knight was knocking the door down.
"What are our plans for the day?" Katie asked, sitting across from the couple and between her brother and James. Carlos sat on the other side of Logan opposite Kendall. Jo sat at one end next to Kendall and Mrs. Knight sat at the other.
"Well, I have class," Logan announced.
"Why don't you skip? That's what I'm doing."
"Katie!" Mrs. Knight scolded. "You told me the Palm Woods School was on break this week!"
"Aw, Mom. I'm gonna be a famous talent manager. I don't need school."
"I can't skip. I have a Calculus test." He turned to Camille still not able to look her in the eyes. "Why don't you come to class with me today?"
Camille looked torn. Logan knew this was something they did not have in common. He liked school and had dreams of one day becoming a doctor but Camille wanted to just be an actress.
"You don't have to if you don't want to."
"I do want to spend time with you."
"You can be my partner in my Biology lab."
"Ooh, Biology lab. Well, I do have an audition coming up as the daughter of a mad scientist."
"OK. I have Biology lab, Biology lecture, and the Calculus test."
Logan had to strongly convince Camille not to dress up like a scientist for the lab. They weren't A list celebrities, but they were famous now and he didn't want any more attention on them. He wasn't embarrassed by her, just that he didn't want the attraction of every person on campus. He wanted to be with her and only her.
"You still look like Logan when you wear that hat," Camille commented when he put his black baseball cap. "Actually, I think you look cuter."
"Hello, Partner."
"Alicia." Logan had conveniently forgotten about his lab partner.
"Alicia?" Camille whispered.
Camille was sitting on Alicia's stool and Logan knew Alicia was upset, but what could he do? He'd rather have his girlfriend sit next to him than a girl who pushed it upon herself to be his partner in both Biology classes.
"Alicia, this is my girlfriend, Camille. Camille, this is my lab partner, Alicia." He gave Camille a look telling her he'd explain later.
"Miss, please find a seat," the teacher's assistant ordered. "He doesn't have a partner." She pointed to a young blond boy sitting alone and looking kind of sad.
Alicia grumbled but took the empty stool next to the boy.
The day's lab was on dissecting earth worms. Since it was Logan's class, Camille let him cut the worm open. She spent the entire time trying to use the scientific words and be in her words "all science-y."
"What's next?" Camille bounced out of the lab after class.
"Biology lecture. Alicia's in there, too, and she might not be in a good mood." Logan was secretly hoping she would be mad and not sit with them.
"Who is she?"
Logan and Camille walked slowly toward McEzra Hall which wasn't very far from the lab.
"I told you about her. She's the girl who sat next to me in Biology claiming she has a sister who is fan. But, honestly, I think it's her. She's a little," he made the crazy motion with his hand, "but it is nice having something of a friend in class." A flash of light interrupted his thoughts. "Damn, paparazzi." He pulled Camille inside the building.
"Does that happen a lot?"
"A few times a day, but not too often. There'll probably be something in some magazine about you attending school here."
"Eh." She shrugged. "Any publicity is good publicity."
"It's true!" a brunette girl with freckles across her nose exclaimed standing so close to Logan it caused him to jump and almost knock Camille over. "I'd heard the rumors, but I just thought they were rumors, you know?"
Camille stepped in between the screaming fangirl and Logan.
"Why didn't you tell me?" She shouted at Logan.
Logan was about to ask what he was supposed to tell her, but she didn't give him a chance.
"Is this the girl?" She thrust her right index finger in the girl's face. "How dare you!" She raised her arm to slap her, but Logan quickly grabbed it and dragged her into the lecture hall.
"You can't just slap innocent people!"
"She—I—I was just trying to help you!"
"Thank you for that, but I don't want you to cause another incident when you slap her."
"Are you mad at me?"
"No, I'm not mad. I'd probably be so if you slapped her and the police came to cart you away. C'mon, let's go find our seats."
"Hey," Camille followed behind Logan, "if she's a BTR fangirl maybe she'd find a slap by Camille Roberts thrilling."
Logan chose a seat in the last row like he usually did. He didn't like sitting in the corner, but he seriously thought about it so Camille would sit on one side and there'd be no side for—
"Alicia."
"Hey, Logan. Sorry I couldn't be your lab partner today, but we still got Biology." She dropped herself into the chair on Logan's right.
"No problem. Camille here was kind enough to lend me her help." He squeezed his girlfriend's shoulders.
"Um yeah. Is she enrolling in this school, too?"
"No, I'm just here for the weekend," Camille answered.
"Too bad."
Camille sent the girl daggers with her eyes. Logan wanted to laugh but that was rude and so unbecoming of him.
"That girl's got something for you bad," Camille commented as they headed toward R Hall.
"It's creepy. She doesn't even know me. She just thinks she does from what she sees in the media."
"That's the price of fame, unfortunately."
"And she hates you all because you're dating me." Logan stopped in front of the building. "It's a test so you can't come with me, but I could meet you in the library or you could sit out here. It's a little chilly, but it's nice outside."
"I'll figure something out." She patted him on the arm. "Don't worry about me. Good luck on the test." She leaned in to give him a kiss on the lips.
"Thanks. I'm so glad you're here," he whispered.
Fifty minutes later, Logan turned his test paper into his professor, made his way out of the classroom, and out of the building to a cluster of benches near some trees where he noticed Camille putting away her phone.
"That was my agent."
Logan couldn't tell by her voice whether it was good news or bad news. He put a hand on her arm to reassure her in case it was bad.
"I," she paused, "I got the part!"
Logan swept her into a big hug.
"It's a web series. We'll be filming five episodes and then see how it goes from there."
"You'll be great. I'll watch it. We'll make sure it gets tons of views. You deserve it."
"Thanks. We start filming at the end of next month."
"Well, you better do a lot of visiting before then."
Camille made to slap him, but Logan reacted faster, grabbed her arm, and pulled her into a kiss, but before kissing her he said, "I know, you want me to visit you, too."
Camille and Logan did not hang out that night after everyone went to bed. They both wanted to, but they were afraid of getting caught by Mrs. Knight again that they didn't risk it.
Instead, they woke up early when the sun was just peaking over the mountains and walked to a nearby coffee shop. Neither were big coffee drinkers, but ordering a fancy coffee and walking around town, just the two of them and the morning dew seemed the right thing to do.
"You're going to become a big star and leave me behind," Logan spoke casually as Camille paused to look in the window of a dress shop.
"What?" She turned from looking at a green ¾ sleeve dress. "That's what I worry will happen to you."
"Me?"
"You're the one going on the tours and making music videos with hot girls. You already are a big star."
"I'm just…"
"Big Time Rush," she finished. "How can I not think you'll find someone prettier than me, more talented than me, less crazy than me?"
Logan grabbed her hand and pulled her closer.
"Because that person doesn't exist."
She turned back to the window. "You're just trying to flatter me."
"Even if that person did exist it wouldn't matter. I'm not attracted to that. I'm attracted to you."
Camille turned again to look at her boyfriend.
"You've changed."
Logan froze not sure he would like what's coming next.
"No, I mean, when I first met you you were shy and uncomfortable around girls, namely me. But, now? You initiate kisses. You compliment me. Thank you, I do appreciate it."
"You deserve it."
"It leaves me wondering if now you've gained more confidence around girls that you'll have the ability to leave me for something better."
"The only reason I have any confidence is because of you." Logan took hold of her hand and led her away from the window, casually strolling down the sidewalk. Passing by a trash can he threw his empty coffee cup away. Camille continued to sip on hers.
"You don't understand how popular you are."
"Me? I'm the least popular of the group. I'm not the pretty face like James, the leader like Kendall, or the wild and crazy one like Carlos. I'm the nerd."
"You've got fangirls squeeing over you all over campus. I see them even if you don't. You can't forget Alicia."
"She did say I was her sister's favorite, but that's just one girl."
"No, Logan, that's a lot of girls. You have more fans than you realize. You are fanworthy." She kissed his cheek. "Are we depressing or what?"
"No, we just lack the self confidence in ourselves to see how good we really are. " Logan stopped walking. "Dude, we are pathetic."
"No, no, we're not. Like you said we just lack self-confidence. But, you're in an extremely successful boy band and I just landed a role on a web series, so we've got something going for us. But what's most important is I love you and you love me."
Fixed a mistake in chapter 2 where I said Jo went to Australia. I know she went to New Zealand but for some reason I tend to say Australia instead of NZ. Sorry, New Zealanders! I don't mean to do it! I know New Zealand is a completely separate country. It'd be like saying I lived in Canada when I really live in the USA (or rather that someone lives in America when they really live in Canada). I do apologize.
I love reading old stories on here, written during seasons 1, 2, and 3 of the show. It's cute reading the writer's reactions to an episode! And everyone paired Carlos and Stephanie together after season 1! She was in exactly two episodes and Carlos never really dated her. She clearly wanted to take him to the dance, but even then all they got was one dance. Anyway…
Also, I have a question as a Harry Potter fan. What house would James go into? (Showverse only) Kendall gets Gryffindor, Logan gets Ravenclaw, and Carlos gets Hufflepuff. Is James cunning enough for Slytherin or is he a fit for Hufflepuff or Gryffindor (he's no Ravenclaw)? I like to sort all my favorite characters into HP houses and James has become the one I can't fit into any of them.