Disclaimer: I don't own Big time Rush or Criminal minds. I only own the OC's in this story.
AN: So this is my first story and I love both of these shows so I thought I would write a story for both of them. It's a multi chapter but I refuse to post the next chapter without hearing from you people so the next chapter will be posted after I get a certain number of reviews from DIFFERENT people. I hope you like it.
Logan's POV
The guys and I were heading to the pool when I saw her. She had blonde highlights in her Dark chocolate brown hair and a slightly hidden purple streak that seemed to glow brightly in the sunlight. Her eyes were hazel but seemed to catch you off guard. She was sitting in the lobby reading a book when a man came up to her and gave her a key then went to the elevator. She put the key away and went back to reading. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. "Logan! Why are you just standing there?" Kendall shouted at me pulling me out of my daze. "Huh? What? Oh! Coming!" I said following them. I caught up with them to see Kendall, his girlfriend Jo, Carlos, and James. "What were you staring at anyway?" Jo asked. "Nothing." I said quickly hiding my blush of embarrassment, "So what did I miss?" I asked changing the subject. "Jo was just telling us about this new girl at the Palm Woods." James said. "She's really cool, she came here to be a singer or actor and has an audition later this afternoon at a record company. She didn't say where though…" Jo informed. "Oh cool…" I said only half paying attention to them and thinking about the girl in the lobby. "What's her name?" James asked. My head snapped up. "Ooh looks like that got Logie's attention." Kendall teased. They all started sniggering. "Shut up!" I snapped. They shut up. "Anyway… her name is Quinn Cameron. Her father is Mark Cameron the really awesome and famous animal trainer." Jo said awkwardly. "That's so cool! Maybe she can bring us there to watch sometime!" Carlos said jumping up and down. I smiled to myself thinking about this cool girl when our phones buzzed. We all had gotten texts from Gustavo, "Dogs be at the studio in an hour." It read. 'Great what on earth are we doing today?' I thought.