Glitter in the Hallway Chapter VI It's Never a Clean Break
I was originally going to end this story here...but have decided to continue with it because I've found that there is a whole lot more things I can do with it 
I do not own or claim copyright of Big Time Rush
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The petite blonde turned hard on her heels and stalked off. Camille glided behind her friend on their way to class, glancing back and forth between the feuding couple.
"Jo…he's looking after you." Camille softly whispered under her breath to her friend, her low pumps clicking on the tiled surface as she strove to catch up with the fast pace Jo had set. When she received no reply, she tried again with a simple suggestion-
"Maybe you should go back?" Jo shook her head furiously from side to side, uttering a single syllable,
"No."
"B-but why not?" Camille grabbed Jo by the shoulder, halting their retreat from the scene only meters down the hallway, "You said some pretty harsh things to him, even in front of all those people! You didn't need to get so worked up because of some pathetic nerd that got on Kendall's nerves. Think about what you are doing! You don't want to break up after five years of dating just because of this!" Jo whirled around, her hands flying out beside her body in frustration,
"Camille, don't you get it? That's not how you treat people, no matter what!" She dropped her arms, letting them brush against her bag and skirt. She sighed, studying the pattern of her floral skirt as she thought. After a moment or two, her light pink tongue wetted her lips, enabling her to speak in a quieter tone as she continued,
"I realized just then that I don't want to be a part of something like that. I never want to hurt a person in that way, especially over something so stupid…I don't get why Kendall is being like this!"
"What do you mean Jo?" Camille asked, pushing a curl of her chocolate brown hair behind her earlobe as she waited for her companion to vent about the miscommunication between her two warring friends.
"For months now, he's been so angry and upset yet he never tells me what's going on!" Jo explained, "He won't let me help him." She gripped her head, her dainty fingers threading through her blonde hair to her scalp,
"I-I don't know what to do…I don't know how to be a good girlfriend or how to support him if he won't even let me in and tell me what's wrong! But more than that-that made me so angry…t-to see Logan on the ground like that. He was circled by everyone who was just laughing at him, laughing! And no one even tried to help him or stop it. And do you know what the worst part is?" Camille was quiet, nodding her head, eagerly edging Jo to finish her sentence.
"The worst part," Her hand fell from the crown of her head to cover the slight expanse of skin that made up her pale forehead, "the worst part is that it was him doing it. Kendall, my Kendall…the guy I think is so great, the man who is a natural leader and who can do so much to help others-he is the exact person who is causing more pain in this world!" Her freshly manicured nails found themselves placed on her chest as she contemplated the decision of how to handle this situation,
"If he's willing to get over his pride and come apologize to me, but most importantly, Logan; I will forgive him. I don't like what he did and I don't want anything to do with it-and if Kendall doesn't understand how serious I am, maybe it's for the best if we…split up." Her breath hitched on the last phrase, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. Camille scooped her into an embrace, giving her a comforting hug while stroking her friend's beautiful golden hair in a soothing manner,
"I-I'm sure he'll turn around and see that he was wrong. Don't worry, we'll get through this. I promise!" Jo sniffed, wiping escaped tears from her cheeks and straightening up,
"You think so?" Camille nodded, a sympathetic smile gracing her elegant features,
"I know so. Now all we can do is hope for the best…and get to class!" Jo chuckled, realizing that they were now the only ones remaining in the once crowded hallway. She quickly fixed her appearance, removing all traces of her tears and unhappiness by forcing a small smile onto her face as she followed Camille towards their classroom.
Before entering, Jo happened to glance down the hallway, combing her left hand through her hair as Camille pushed past her to enter their Anatomy class. Jo however, in the middle of brushing her hair, could have sworn that she saw a single glimmer sparkle yards away on the checkered tile. When she tilted her head to get a closer look, the light seemed to vanish, leaving not a trace of that something that was once there and yet now…was gone.
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Last sentence was based off of Robert Frost's poem "For Once, Then, Something." The entire point of this story was to bring awareness to bullying. We need to do our best to stand up for what is right, to not be afraid of what people may think about our actions if we protect and support someone who is viewed to be a social outcast or if they are being picked on. Bullying occurs so often in life, in many forms and methods. It is the least I can do to try to bring this issue to light in a semi-dramatic way. Forgive me for the use of vulgar language and for portraying Kendall in that manner; I do not view him to be like that or to ever act that way towards Logan yet I thought that it was necessary to get the point across of how cruel people can be and personally, this fic was a whole lot more gentle than I had originally imagined. Each of us must make an effort to be kind, to encourage others, and to simply smile…you never know how much a simple action can affect a person's life and even the world. So let's strive to be world changers my fellow readers, lets' be the difference we want to see in the world and make this a better place.
It was supposed to end here but now I am continuing yet I am leaving the above message because I think it is important and this chapter carries the message the clearest. Thanks and I hope you look forward to the next chapter!
I do not own or claim copyright of Big Time Rush
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The petite blonde turned hard on her heels and stalked off. Camille glided behind her friend on their way to class, glancing back and forth between the feuding couple.
"Jo…he's looking after you." Camille softly whispered under her breath to her friend, her low pumps clicking on the tiled surface as she strove to catch up with the fast pace Jo had set. When she received no reply, she tried again with a simple suggestion-
"Maybe you should go back?" Jo shook her head furiously from side to side, uttering a single syllable,
"No."
"B-but why not?" Camille grabbed Jo by the shoulder, halting their retreat from the scene only meters down the hallway, "You said some pretty harsh things to him, even in front of all those people! You didn't need to get so worked up because of some pathetic nerd that got on Kendall's nerves. Think about what you are doing! You don't want to break up after five years of dating just because of this!" Jo whirled around, her hands flying out beside her body in frustration,
"Camille, don't you get it? That's not how you treat people, no matter what!" She dropped her arms, letting them brush against her bag and skirt. She sighed, studying the pattern of her floral skirt as she thought. After a moment or two, her light pink tongue wetted her lips, enabling her to speak in a quieter tone as she continued,
"I realized just then that I don't want to be a part of something like that. I never want to hurt a person in that way, especially over something so stupid…I don't get why Kendall is being like this!"
"What do you mean Jo?" Camille asked, pushing a curl of her chocolate brown hair behind her earlobe as she waited for her companion to vent about the miscommunication between her two warring friends.
"For months now, he's been so angry and upset yet he never tells me what's going on!" Jo explained, "He won't let me help him." She gripped her head, her dainty fingers threading through her blonde hair to her scalp,
"I-I don't know what to do…I don't know how to be a good girlfriend or how to support him if he won't even let me in and tell me what's wrong! But more than that-that made me so angry…t-to see Logan on the ground like that. He was circled by everyone who was just laughing at him, laughing! And no one even tried to help him or stop it. And do you know what the worst part is?" Camille was quiet, nodding her head, eagerly edging Jo to finish her sentence.
"The worst part," Her hand fell from the crown of her head to cover the slight expanse of skin that made up her pale forehead, "the worst part is that it was him doing it. Kendall, my Kendall…the guy I think is so great, the man who is a natural leader and who can do so much to help others-he is the exact person who is causing more pain in this world!" Her freshly manicured nails found themselves placed on her chest as she contemplated the decision of how to handle this situation,
"If he's willing to get over his pride and come apologize to me, but most importantly, Logan; I will forgive him. I don't like what he did and I don't want anything to do with it-and if Kendall doesn't understand how serious I am, maybe it's for the best if we…split up." Her breath hitched on the last phrase, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. Camille scooped her into an embrace, giving her a comforting hug while stroking her friend's beautiful golden hair in a soothing manner,
"I-I'm sure he'll turn around and see that he was wrong. Don't worry, we'll get through this. I promise!" Jo sniffed, wiping escaped tears from her cheeks and straightening up,
"You think so?" Camille nodded, a sympathetic smile gracing her elegant features,
"I know so. Now all we can do is hope for the best…and get to class!" Jo chuckled, realizing that they were now the only ones remaining in the once crowded hallway. She quickly fixed her appearance, removing all traces of her tears and unhappiness by forcing a small smile onto her face as she followed Camille towards their classroom.
Before entering, Jo happened to glance down the hallway, combing her left hand through her hair as Camille pushed past her to enter their Anatomy class. Jo however, in the middle of brushing her hair, could have sworn that she saw a single glimmer sparkle yards away on the checkered tile. When she tilted her head to get a closer look, the light seemed to vanish, leaving not a trace of that something that was once there and yet now…was gone.
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Last sentence was based off of Robert Frost's poem "For Once, Then, Something." The entire point of this story was to bring awareness to bullying. We need to do our best to stand up for what is right, to not be afraid of what people may think about our actions if we protect and support someone who is viewed to be a social outcast or if they are being picked on. Bullying occurs so often in life, in many forms and methods. It is the least I can do to try to bring this issue to light in a semi-dramatic way. Forgive me for the use of vulgar language and for portraying Kendall in that manner; I do not view him to be like that or to ever act that way towards Logan yet I thought that it was necessary to get the point across of how cruel people can be and personally, this fic was a whole lot more gentle than I had originally imagined. Each of us must make an effort to be kind, to encourage others, and to simply smile…you never know how much a simple action can affect a person's life and even the world. So let's strive to be world changers my fellow readers, lets' be the difference we want to see in the world and make this a better place.
It was supposed to end here but now I am continuing yet I am leaving the above message because I think it is important and this chapter carries the message the clearest. Thanks and I hope you look forward to the next chapter!