Guess what! I'm writing a new story! Alright-y! I'm sure you can guess why I've been gone for a little bit. Ok, on to the story! Oh and thanks for all the wonderful reviews for Broken! You guys are the best! You can imagine this after the ankle break, or as if it never happened. Up to you.

Logan was woken up by a frightened Carlos. He groggily sat up.

"Something's in my room!" Carlos said. He was standing next to Logan's bed.

"So why are you telling me this?" Logan asked.

"Because . . . I think it's a . . . you know!" Carlos said in a scared whisper. Logan didn't know, but if there was someone in the apartment, he had to check it out.

"Ok, I'm coming," Logan said, wide awake now. Logan slid out of bed and followed Carlos into his and James' bedroom.

Carlos stopped at the door. "You go in first," Carlos said. Logan sighed. He walked up to the closed door and opened it. Logan braced himself for the worst, but found nothing but James sleeping.

"What's in here?" Logan asked, confused now.

"You know," Carlos said.

"No, Carlos, I don't. Would you please just tell me." Logan was cranky now. It was three in the morning, and he was woken up for this?

"The ghost," Carlos whispered, holding up his hand to his face. Logan stared at Carlos for a long time. The only noise heard was the soft sound of James snoring.

"A ghost? I thought we already proved there was no such thing," Logan said, frustrated.

"No we didn't."

"Yes we did, with Stephanie. She was the ghost. It wasn't real," Logan explained.

"Ok, just because that one time it happened to be a person, what makes you think it can't be a ghost this time?" Carlos said more frantic this time.

"Because, there's no such thing!" Logan said. "And anyway, why did you wake me up instead of James?"

"There is to a such thing as ghosts! And because, last time, you and I were the ones who saw the effects of the ghost. James and Kendall didn't come until we found out it was Stephanie. You were the only one who felt the way I did. I mean Bitters to, but I don't really want to go to him for this," Carlos explained.

Logan stood there for a moment, not knowing what to say. "Ok . . . Well what did you see?" Logan said, still not believing it was a ghost.

"I saw that Cudda hair spray fly in the air," Carlos said, pointing in the direction of the hair spray.

"Uh huh. And what did it do while it was in the air?"

"Nothing, it just stayed in one place."

"You mean it levitated," Logan pointed out.

"Sure," Carlos said, not really caring about the specific term. Logan nodded.

"It was probably just a dream, Carlos. Now go back to sleep. I'm tired." Logan let out a yawn.

"No, please don't go! What if the ghost comes back?"

"It wont, because it's not real. Carlos, you probably had a dream and you woke up and then you thought it was real," Logan said. His eyelids were starting to get heavy.

"Please sleep in hear! It was to real to be a dream," Carlos said, pulling on Logan's wrist. Logan pulled the other way.

"No, you have James!" Logan couldn't break free of Carlos' death grip.

"Logan, please!" Carlos dragged out the please. Logan could tell Carlos was really scared.

Logan whined and then said, "Fine."

"Yay!" Carlos said. He ran to his bed and laid. Logan got a sleeping bag, laid it on the floor next to Carlos' bed and got inside.

"Goodnight," Logan said.

"Night," Carlos answered back to a half conscious Logan. Carlos soon fell into a peaceful sleep as well.

BTR

The next morning, Kendall came tromping into Carlos and James' room, looking for Logan.

"Oh, there you are," he said. He went over to James' bed and grabbed the pillow from under his head. James immediately woke up, wondering where his pillow went, but Kendall didn't care. He went over to Carlos and smacked him in the head with it. He did the same with Logan.

"What are you doing in here? Did you get scared?" Kendall teased Logan.

"No, he did," Logan said, pointing a finger at Carlos.

"Why?" James wondered.

"Because of the 'Ghost'," Logan said, using air quotes.

"What do you mean 'ghost'?" James asked.

"Carlos had a dream last night where your Berra Cudda hair spray was levitating in the air. I guess it was really vivid because he associated it with real life," Logan explained.

"Uh, ok?" James said.

"He thought the dream was real, because it seemed real," Logan re-phrased.

"Oh. Why couldn't you just say that in the fist place?" Logan sighed, exasperated.

"That's not the point right now. Gustavo want's us in the studio by nine. It's eight thirty, so we need to hurry up. James is the only one who gets to take a shower," Kendall said leaving the room. James smiled and got up to go take his shower.

The guys took more than the thirty minutes they had to get ready because James was obsessing over his hair. "I need my Cudda hair spray!" James said. He ran out of the bathroom and into his room. The others followed, hoping he'd hurry up.

James picked up the hair spray, but stopped.

"What?" Kendall asked.

"You know, this is in a different place then I left it. I left it on the dresser, not the ground . . ." James let the thought hang there.

"I told you there was a ghost!" Carlos said. He backed away from the room a little.

"Carlos, for the last time, there is no ghost!" Logan said.

"Yes there is!" Carlos said.

"Did any of you touch my Cudda Massive Hold?" James asked. All the boys shook there heads. No one would have lied, because Carlos was so scared.

"What else would it be, huh, genius?" Carlos asked.

"Easy, I'm sure either you or James knocked it over without knowing it. Like when you got out of bed last night. I'm sure the jolt of your bed knocked it to the ground," Logan said.

"No, it was the ghost!" Carlos said.

"Guys! We have to go!" Kendall said, stopping Logan and Carlos from fighting.

"But, my hair!" James said.

"We don't have enough time, you look fine, now lets go." James reluctantly followed the rest of the group out to the car.

Soon they were at the recording studio. Once inside, Gustavo started screaming at them. "Ok, we are recording a new song today, so . . . GET IN THE BOOTH!" The boys ran into the recording booth as fast as they could.

"Here's your lyrics," Kelly said. They had been told to memorize the song the week before.

"But, we've already memorized the song. Why are you giving us the lyrics?" Kendall asked, looking over the familiar words on the sheet of paper he was now holding.

"Just incase," Kelly said.

"You've never given the lyrics before. Not 'just incase'." Kendall was confused.

"Griffin is coming to the studio today to see you perform the song. We need you dogs to have it down!" Gustavo said.

"But, we already have it down!" Kendall said.

"Fine! Get rid of the lyric sheets, I don't care!" Gustavo gestured for Kelly to take the lyrics away. She did.

"Alright, lets finally start the song!" Gustavo said, hitting the button that counted down to the beginning of the song.

The boys started without a hitch. They were singing the song pretty good. Kendall put on a smug face, but of course just then, Carlos decided to trip over the words.

"Stop!" Gustavo yelled. "What was that!" Everyone looked at Carlos. He looked like he had just seen a ghost. His face was pale. He stood there frozen.

"Carlos, what's wrong?" James said.

Carlos took a minute to answer, "Did . . . Y-you see that?" He pointed at the wall behind Gustavo and Kelly. Everyone followed Carlos' gaze but found nothing there.

"See what?" Kelly asked.

"T-that . . . Thing!" Carlos seemed to have trouble finding a name for whatever he saw.

"Carlos, there's nothing there," Kendall pointed out.

"But there was!" Carlos didn't take his eyes off the wall.

"Fix your friend! Then come back!" Gustavo said, not really having the patience for this stupid junk.

"Come on, Carlos. Let's go to the couch," Kendall said, grabbing his arm and leading him out of the room. He set Carlos on the couch and sat down next to him.

"There was a ghost!" Carlos said. All the boys looked at him. "It was standing behind Gustavo and Kelly. It was black and had black smoke flying around it! It had this creepy face and it was trying to get . . ." Carlos didn't finish.

"Who was it trying to get?" James asked. Carlos still didn't answer.

"Carlos, come on tell us," Kendall said. No one really believed there was a ghost, except James was getting a little freaked out.

"L-logan."

Ok guys! First chapter! Haha, yay! Please review! Tell me if you like it. This is going to be a multi-chapter story!