cinderstellabella here, and I am so beyond sorry for the delay. I'm nearing the end of the school year and I have so much to do with absolutely no free time, and I hope you all can forgive me! Without further ado, here's chapter 12!

Disclaimer: Although I have taken a long absence, Kate-Emma and I still do not own anything.


"Where is Luke? It's been hours!" Moose tapped his food angrily against the floor of the warehouse, glancing at his phone screen for the fifteenth time since they cleared out the space. He was supposed to be coming along later, but he was almost three hours late and Moose couldn't help but be agitated.

"Moose, shut up. He'll be here." Camille flipped her ponytail over the opposite shoulder, stretching to the other side. They had all been warming up when Moose started to get antsy, and she knew he wasn't going to focus until their fearless leader arrived.

Just seconds after Camille got Moose to join them in stretching, the door slid open and Luke came running in, panting and placing his hands on his knees.

"Sorry guys," he threw his jacket off and it hit one of the couches in the corner, "I had to see a friend."

They all stood up, and Moose introduced him to the MSA crew. Camille couldn't help but notice the adoration he held for Luke. She knew Moose never had any siblings, so Luke was probably like a big brother figure to him. At one time, he had looked to Tyler as a brother, but when he left with Nora they had drifted.

"Alright guys, let's get started!" The statement received a loud burst of hoots and hollers, and they all got down to business.

Three hours later, the group had come up with the beginning of a solid dance routine. It hadn't been easy at first, considering all their styles and ideas seemed to collide, but after a while they began to use their differences to their advantage and worked together.

Camille grabbed a water bottle and sat down against the jukebox, wiping the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve. She missed dancing, just as Moose had said, and she was painstakingly aware that she probably should have never stopped.

She felt someone sit down next to her, and when she looked to her left, she noticed Cable staring at her with a big smile.

"What's up with you?" She took a long drink from the cold water bottle, placed the cap on, and threw it into her lap, turning towards him for an answer.

"You're still in love with him, aren't you?" Camille went wide-eyed at the question, stammering and looking down at her hands. She thought she did a pretty good job at concealing the feelings she had for Moose. Apparently not.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Cable scoffed, playfully punching her shoulder.

"Cam, you've had it bad for him for a long time. Everyone knows. Except for him." They both looked over to where Moose was, teaching the Santiago twins a rather complicated move.

Camille sighed. There was no use in denying it to Cable; she couldn't lie to him. She'd known him almost as long as she'd known Moose.

"He's oblivious, probably always will be. I mean, he has been acting differently around me lately, but you know him. Every time I think he returns the feelings I have, he does something that proves me wrong." She tilted her head, still watching Moose, and took in the way he danced. She hadn't actually watched him dance in a while, and it was nice to see him so happy again. She knew that engineering was never what he truly wanted to do.

"Cam, you need to just tell him. Before you lose him. Again." He instantly regretted saying what he did after she winced. She knew exactly what Cable was referring to. The Sophie thing was a rather sensitive subject for her, and she didn't like to be reminded when she lost her best friend to the fire-breathing dragon.

Cable gave her an awkward pat on the back before standing and joining Jason, who was trying to figure out the suits for the battle.

Camille took a deep breath and stood too, walking over to where Moose was. The Santiago twins saw her coming and insisted she dance with them. She agreed, since she couldn't find a good excuse not to, and watched Moose walk away, a weird expression on his face. She was spun around by one of the twins and laughed, following his lead and taking a chance at learning the tango.

Moose walked over to Luke and flopped down on the couch next to him. He'd been feeling so many different things about Camille lately, and his head was spinning. As bad as it was, he hadn't actually noticed she was a girl until recently, and kept getting jealous of any guy within a twenty-mile radius of her.

"You've got it bad, man," Luke said, interrupting Moose's thoughts. He turned to his friend and looked at him, shaking his head and running a hand through his curls.

"I know. And I don't even know when it happened. One day, I was studying with her, and the next I had the urge to kiss her every time she looked in my direction." Luke laughed and shook his head, slapping Moose on the back.

"Girls are confusing, Moose," he agreed, slapping his hands over his face, "but I wouldn't let that one get away with the history you have. It was probably only a matter of time before you fell in love with her."

Moose's thoughts stopped dead in their tracks. Love? That was a strong word. But glancing over at Camille, he felt a weird churn in his stomach. She looked happy, smiling and laughing while the twins spun her in circles.

Damn it. He was in love with his best friend.


Hope you guys liked it! It's not my best, I know, but it took so long for me to write. Review please! & get ready, cause Kate-Emma's up next!