Kendall, James, and Carlos arrived in the lobby of the Palm Woods just in time to catch Camille and Logan in yet another fight.

Kendall sighed as Logan stormed up to them after Camille turned her back to him and refused to listen to anything else he had to say.

"What is it this time?" He asked.

"It's her!" Logan pointed at his now ex-girlfriend. "Camille thinks I worry too much about statistics and data." He glared in her direction before turning back to his best friends.

"Because you do." James laughed. "All you've ever worried about is science."

"That doesn't mean she's right!" Logan huffed. "All I said was that couples have a higher risk of breaking up before three months if they see each other more than four times a week."

"And she said…?"

"She broke up with me." He frowned. "But just you wait! She'll come running back before you know it."

"Are you sure about that, dude?" Carlos nodded his head in the direction everyone but Logan was facing.

Logan turned around to see Camille talking to movie star, Jett Stetson. He clenched his fists and sputtered. "They're just talking, no big deal."

He pretended to be calm and collected about the entire situation until Lucy walked up and asked, "Why is Camille going on a date with Jett? I thought you guys were dating, Logan?"

Logan threw his hands in the air and made his way to the elevator, pressing the button violently a dozen or more times before the doors finally opened.

"Weird." Lucy looked back at Camille. "What's going on?"

"Camille and Logan are fighting again." Kendall explained.

"Oh." Lucy nodded. "And Camille's…?"

"Trying to prove a point." James said.

Lucy smiled and was about to speak again, but she was pushed into Kendall as the three Jennifer's walked by and Carlos almost drooled.

Jennifer number 3 turned back and gave him a small smile before walking on with the other two.

Carlos put his helmet on. "Time to ask a Jennifer out." He followed after them to the pool.

"He might actually have a shot." James crossed his arms, impressed. He looked over at Kendall, who was still holding Lucy.

"Yeah." Kendall's voice hinted at sarcasm. "Until her burp asks her out and gets her present…which will end up being a frog."

James gasped. "That can't happen!" He ran after his best friend.

"Again…Weird." Lucy finally let go of Kendall. "Thanks."

"No problem." He smiled at her. "So, since the guys and Camille are busy, wanna hang out?"

"Can't." She hurried to the elevator.

"Why not?" He followed her.

"Because." She stepped into the elevator doors. "I, uh, have to clean." She lied.

Kendall was about to say something, but the doors closed and he was stuck trying to figure out what just happened.

"What do I do?!" Logan sobbed, throwing himself on the couch in the apartment.

"What happened?" Mrs. Knight asked, worried.

"Camille and I had a fight, so she broke up with me. Now, she's going a date with Jett." He mumbled into the pillow.

"Oh, hon." She leaned down next to him. "Just apologize for fighting with her and I'm sure she'll forgive you."

"But it wasn't my fault!" He shot up.

"I'm sure it's not, but Camille is a very…complicated girl. And nothing ever comes easy in a relationship." She stood up and walked out of the room.

Katie walked through the front door and plopped down on the couch with a gameboy in her hand. "Hey, Mr. Statistics."

"Does EVERYBODY know?"

"Everyone that was in the lobby during your big fight." She closed her game and faced him. "Look, you want to get Camille back, right?"

He nodded. "Right."

"So, all you have to do is-."

"Wait." He interrupted her sentence, standing up from the couch. "If she's moving on, why can't I?"

"Because you want her back."

"Do I?" He questioned himself.

"You JUST said you did." Katie stood in front of him.

"Oh, no, no, no, no." Logan made his way over to his computer. "I'll show her she's not the only one who can move on."

After typing a few keys and clicking on a few things, Logan walked out of the apartment. "Great advice, Katie!"

"Not really." She mumbled, shaking her head.

"Hello, Jennifer's." Carlos greeted, then chugged the soda in his hand. As he was about to burp, James stuffed a towel in his mouth.

"Hello, ladies." He smiled. "You look fantastic. We should all hang out tonight."

The Jennifer's agreed, but James continued. "Oh, but I can't, I'm busy. But Carlos isn't. What do you say, red dress Jennifer."

Jennifer number 3 smiled. "Sure."

"Great." James laughed. "He'll meet you in the lobby at six." He rushed Carlos away from them before he could say anything.

"What are you doing?" Carlos shoved the towel away from his face. "I am perfectly capable of asking the Jennifer's out on my own."

"I know." James laughed nervously. "I was just trying to be your wing man, buddy." He gave him a playful punch on the arm. "Now give me the helmet." He reached for it.

"No." Carlos kept a tight grip on it. "It's mine."

"Come on, just let me hold it for you."

The two struggled over the helmet for two minutes until Carlos finally let it go and gave him a slight glare before walking back into the lobby.

James sighed heavily and smiled. "Mission accomplished." He thought.

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