Jennel POV

It's over, I've just finished singing Katy Perry's I kissed a Girl for Demi Lovato and Nick Jonas. She really suits blonde hair, I love that hat and that red lipstick, her lips... Um Jennel why are you thinking this? Focus.

I stare nervously in the direction of Demi and Nick, expecting some feedback or acknowledgment of how well my performance was. Instead I am met with Demi's thank you as I take the hint. I turn around and walk back to the others in our category; the young adults.

I'm looking down at my low-top, grey converse when I hear Jillian calling my name.

"Jennel!"

"Hey Jill," I reply weakly

"How did it go?" The taller girl asks seemingly confident that I did well. I think about how I feel it went becoming lost by an overwhelming sense of doubt in myself "Helloo? Earth to Garcia!" She says nudging me.

"I really embarrased myself Jill," I say blushing slightly as I think of how I must have looked in front of Nick and SMOKING Demi, no, the Demi and smoking hot Nick, damn Garcia what's wrong with you today, "I stood there afterwards just staring waiting for feedback! No one told me that we didn't get any!" I say getting louder by the end. Jensen just laughs at me, grabs my shoulders and bends her knees slightly to look into my eyes.

"Tell me about the song, what do you think Demi thought?!" She questions impatiently

"I have no Idea! When I told her the song she kinda blushed, she must have been internally cringing for me! I knew that was a bad choice of song for me! Jillian keeps her firm grasp on my arms and is urging me to go on. "She was staring me down into next week, either she must've thought I was terrible or I have something disgusting in my teeth, and I'm almost certain it's not the latter!" Jill wraps her arms around me and pulls me closer to her.

"Come on Jennel, don't think like that," I look up at her and she's smiling at me, "you are the best singer I know. Now get your shit together you emotional freak!" I giggle at her comment.

We must've been talking loud as CeCe Frey walks over to us to place her input. I can practically hear Jillian's thoughts: " I wan't to strangle this bitch, *cough*poser*cough*" CeCe simply furrows her eyebrows trying to ignore the sighs of frustration from Jillian and looks me up and down.

"Jennel you look hot today there is no way Demi was pitying you, she was probably taking notes." I blush at her complement as she quickly winks at me then turns to Jillian, who is glaring at me trying her best to avoid looking at CeCe*megabitch*Frey as Jill often refers to her. CeCe releases her bottom lip from between her teeth, and looks seemingly hurt by Jillian's obvious attempt of avoiding her. "Bye Jillian" CeCe says and walks off swaying her hips more than usual, she can probably feel Jillian's eyes on her ass. I grin and then slap the top of Jill's arm and motion her toward the free food.

"Guys, Guys! GUYS!" We all turn around to a rather short production manager trying to get our attention, "There are some extremely strong gale-force winds today, we can't get a driver out here or any taxi's, the forecast says that the weather won't calm down until around midnight, so the wonderful Miss Lovato has agreed to let you sleep in her living room" everybody cheers and claps as other staff and crew are pulling out sleeping bags, cushions and emergency blankets, "You are allowed in between the three ground floor bathrooms, the patio and front pool, the kitchen, and the living room: your sleeping quarters for tonight, you are allowed to help yourself to anything from the fridge or freezer-" we start cheering again and Jillian and I start giggling, "However, Demi has requested that you keep noise to a minimum after midnight, staff and crew will be staying in the lounge, you may come to us if you have any queries or issues, please don't wander upstairs or around outdoors, outside of the allowed areas. Other than that have fun guys!" We all start cheering and heading onto the patio.

There is a large wooden gazebo above the patio and front pool so the "strong" wind wasn't affecting us, it was more like a warm strong-ish breeze but we weren't complaining, we were staying at Demi Lovato's house! Me and Jillian turn around as everyone bursts into cheers again, we look to see Nick Jonas leaving and climbing into a range rover, hmm, perhaps xfactor's budget isn't as large as they make it out to be and just can't afford to get transport for everyone... Still, no one is complaining.

I look around admiring Demi's house, the ceilings are so high, the colour theme is very neutral, browns and beiges with some whites and greys here and there. I look away from the pool to some sun loungers just out from under the gazebo, CeCe Frey is sitting up on one with her sunglasses on the end of her nose with her bottom lip between her teeth, she is sat staring at Jillian, who is quite contently reading her book; Vanish by Tess Gerritsen. CeCe must've come out of her trance and noticed me noticing her noticing Jill, she quickly pushed her sunglasses up to her eyes before blushing and laying back down on the lounger.

I wander inside. I go to the walk in fridge and just stand there, appreciating the chill after sitting in the sun for an hour, I grab a bottle of water from the shelf and take it into the living room. There is a large canvas on her wall, She's in it, painted, on the end with a smaller girl who resembles Demi in the middle and a taller girl who also has similar features to the right. I presume they're her younger and older sisters. I walk closer to the painting and there are names on the chest of each of the girls, Demetria Lovato; Madison DeLaGarza; Dallas Lovato. I look down and I see a frame that's lying facedown. I turn it round and notice that the glass of the frame is smashed, I pull out the paper picture beneath it, on the back it reads Demi & Wilmer. Wilmer, kind of a girly name for a guy, I think to myself as I turn the image over again, he looked like he was in his late 20's possibly early 30's, significantly older than Demi's freshly 20 year old self. He was kissing her cheek. Maybe he's her older cousin or something, I think to myself, nothing a quick google on my phone cant find out.

I type into google Demi Lovato and Wilmer and load the search results, "Demi lovato suspected to be dating 'That 70's Show' star Wilmer Valderrama" , "Are Demi and Wilmer a thing?", "is 20 year old Demi Lovato and 30 Year old Wilmer Valderrama secretly an item?" , " Wilmer and Demi, suspicious twitter behaviour, MUTUAL UNFOLLOWINGS, are the secret couple breaking up?". Okay that is enough of that. In the picture Demi still had her brown hair, dip-died Blonde and her overly tweezed eyebrows, so I'm presuming that the picture is from before the auditions, oh well, this isn't my business, I decide. I place the picture back in the shattered frame and place it face down, respecting Demi's privacy, I join Jillian back outside and decide to keep my findings to myself.