A/N: Listen, I know it's been awhile, but college is crazy. I was working on some other stories over break and trying to at least catch up with the chapters. I have had a few chapters for this story completed so I thought that I would post these up to appease those who read my stories. I apologize for delays and I am trying to keep the stories updated. Seeing as I am involved with three different groups on campus and a part of the Executive Board as well, I am quite busy. Add to that all my classes and work and I'm even more busy. I have classes M-F and two of them are studios. I will try my best to update as soon as I can. I really do appreciate those who wait patiently. Anyway this is a Kendall/OC story. The Logan/OC refers to a strong friendship after a small bit of romance. What story would be complete without two hot guys fighting over a girl? Hahah, well I'll let this be. Hope you enjoy and remember to leave reviews! :)
I scowled at the rain as it poured down. It was like an opaque curtain that blurred my vision. I pulled out my cell phone and called my boss, Mr. Harrison. "Hello, Scott Harrison, how may I help you?"
"Mr. Harrison, it's me, Miss Smith." I heard Mr. Harrison shift in his seat behind his desk.
"Miss Smith, are you not on your way to the studio?" I groaned internally.
"That's the thing. I was on my way to work and it suddenly started to downpour. I'm taking shelter under an awning. It doesn't look like the rain is going to let up anytime soon. I was wondering if it would be possible if you could-"
"Miss Smith, are you there?" I heard a low beeping. I checked my cell phone. Low battery.
"Mr. Harris-" My phone died as I scowled at the phone. I groaned as I stared at the pouring rain hopelessly. How was I going to get to work? I have a photo shoot for one of the bands Gustavo put together. I was going to be late and Mr. Harrison was going to have my head served to him on a silver platter. I snapped my head up as a car honked its horn.
"Need a ride?" I looked at the guy driving the car and thought he seemed familiar. Now that I think about it, I have seen him around Rocque Records.
"If it's not a problem." The dark-skinned boy smiled and shook his head. I grabbed my camera case and portfolio and rushed to the car. The guy pushed the door open for me and I quickly climbed in slamming the door shut. I placed my portfolio in the back seat before flashing him an appreciative smile. "Thank you so much. I think you just saved me from getting fired."
"You're welcome." The guy chuckled as he started driving. "So you're a photographer?" I nodded my head. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a black helmet on the back seat. I smirked despite myself.
"Yes. Actually I am your photographer for the photo shoot today Carlos." I remembered Mr. Harrison describing the four boys to me. There was Carlos Garcia, famous for his helmet, Logan Mitchell, the smarts, James Diamond, the pretty boy, and Kendall Knight, the leader.
"Really? Guess that makes this easy. I'm already late as it is and I know Gustavo is going to blow when I show up." I frowned.
"I'll handle Gustavo. I have him wrapped around my finger. It's Mr. Harrison I'm concerned about. I tried calling him but my phone died. He doesn't like tardiness or imperfection. I wouldn't be surprised if I got fired before the end of the day." Carlos frowned.
"I can talk to Mr. Harrison. He has a soft spot for a boy with mental issues." I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "I don't really have mental issues. I just say what's on my mind and everyone thinks that I was dropped on my head as a child. It gets me out of trouble." I giggled.
"Sounds great. Thanks again Carlos." The pitter-patter of the rain stopped as Carlos pulled into the parking garage at Rocque Records.
"You know, I still don't know your name."
"It's Desiree, but you can call me Dez if you want." Carlos grabbed my portfolio and his helmet from the backseat. Together we walked into the studio to find Gustavo and Kelly sitting in front of the switchboard while Kendall, Logan, and James were talking in the recording booth. I cleared my throat and Gustavo looked up.
"You. Dog, in the recording booth. NOW!" Carlos placed my portfolio on the sofa and sprinted into the booth to join the other members of Big Time Rush. "Now, REHEARSE! No more tardiness Carlos!" I cleared my throat again gaining the attention of everyone in the studio. The boys were peering out of the booth.
"Gustavo, Carlos was helping me. It started raining and I got stuck under an awning. So Gustavo, don't you have something to say to Carlos?" Gustavo gulped and looked at Carlos.
"Dog-" I coughed, "I mean Carlos, I'm sorry for yelling. Now please get in the studio with the rest of the dogs-" I raised an eyebrow and gave him a pointed look, "Guys and rehearse." I smiled.
"Good. Now boys let's hear it." I was impressed by their vocals. I heard other co-workers talk about their talent, but I guess it's something you need to witness for yourself. I smiled as Carlos tackled me in a hug as the group came out of the booth.
"Dez! What did you think? Did you like it?" I couldn't help but smile because Carlos was just too adorable.
"It was amazing. You did the best." I winked at Carlos before looking at Gustavo. "Now off to the photo shoot. Bye Gustavo."
"Bye Miss Smith. Guys." I walked out of the studio with the boys following. There was a constant nagging feeling in my chest. I wonder.
"So, where are you guys from?" Carlos was walking beside me with Logan on my other side and Kendall and James behind us. Kendall was the one who answered.
"Minnesota. We were hockey players." I glanced at Logan.
"You're telling me that he played hockey?" The guys laughed as Logan's mouth fell open.
"Do I look that weak?" I shook my head no.
"You just look too innocent." I unlocked the door to my studio, the one place that I could call home. "So I figured since you guys are currently recording 'The City Is Ours', we could do some nighttime, out at the club shots. Sound good?"
"Yeah! Sounds great!" I smiled at Carlos. I had a feeling he was going to agree with everything I said.
"Alright, wardrobe. Carlos, let's go sweetheart." Carlos followed me to the clothing and I heard the boys mutter something along the lines of 'she called him sweetheart?' I pulled out a pair of khaki cargo pants, a white button-down shirt, a black vest, and a grey silk tie. "Logan, can you come here please? Sweetheart you can change in the office." I browsed through the racks thinking off an outfit for Logan. Nothing nerdy, I wanted to show the sexy side. I picked out black jeans and jacket and a red t-shirt. It's a proven experiment that girls are attracted to guys wearing red. "Logan, here you go. Kendall." I instantly grabbed a black jacket, dark wash jeans, a blue flannel, and a black t-shirt. Carlos walked out of the office and did he look cute. "Awe, Carlos you look cute." Carlos smiled.
"Thanks Dez. I'll pass the word to my stylist." We laughed and I motioned for James to come over. I honestly thought that James was amazingly hot.
"Hm, let's see. Try this on." His outfit resembled the others and his shirt was black. I decided I was going to have some fun with this. Logan and Kendall came out of the office. "Well, well, well. Looking good boys." I leaned over and whispered into Logan's ear, "Who says the nerdy ones can't be sexy?" I pulled back to find his cheeks flushed a deep red.
"Alright. This good?" I put my hand on my chin in thought. I shook my head and handed him a green t-shirt. James shrugged as he shimmied out of his jacket and pulled the black t-shirt over his head. My plan worked perfectly. James looked godly without his shirt on and I had to restrain myself from smirking. "This?" I shook my head and handed him a yellow shirt. Again my eyes followed his movements like a hawk. I heard Carlos snicker from behind me. I looked over my shoulder and gave him an incredulous look.
"Something funny, Carlos?" He smiled at me innocently and shared a look with Kendall and Logan who chuckled.
"Nothing, Dez." My façade broke as I smirked briefly confirming the thoughts running through their heads.
"Dez, what about this one?" I looked back at James in the yellow shirt. He looked really hot. The yellow complimented his olive complexion amazingly. I told James to change into a purple and white shirt before making him put back on the yellow shirt. Carlos, Kendall, and Logan tried to suppress their laughter. I got to see James' well-toned chest and abs twelve times. I was satisfied for the moment.
"Perfect." I winked at the others as I walked to the backdrop. I could have sworn I saw James smirking, which made me wonder if he knew what I was up to.
"You made me change my shirt that many times to tell me you liked one of the ones I tried on earlier?" I caught the playful tone in his voice and smiled innocently.
"Some guys are easier to figure out what color suits them best. Others are harder." I took notice of each of the boys' reaction to my comment and smirked with satisfaction. "It's fun time." I clicked my remote turning on the stereo 'The City Is Ours' blasted through the speakers. "Just be you."