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Chapter: 2

Logan's POV

"A new girl's coming!" Carlos exclaimed, jumping up and down.

We heard Kelly talking to Gustavo about a girl that they saw on YouTube that they want to fly out to here to see if she might want to sign a record deal. I doubt it's actually going to go through. When Gustavo thought he was going to sign Kat's Crew he ended up giving them to a different recording company.

I watched Carlos follow Kelly around the studio, repeating his question over and over again. "Carlos! I told you, we're not sure! We called her dad who is going to talk to her about it!" She yelled at him.

Even though all of us were eighteen years old, almost nineteen but we still sometimes act like thirteen year olds, especially when it came to girls. We had an unfortunate tendency to fight over girls we thought were pretty, then when one of us got the girl the other three would go off and pout, and so on. Luckily I'm with Camille so I don't really care that much about this "new girl."

"I can't believe they're going crazy over some new girl that may not even come!" Kendall said, referring to how now James had joined the frenzy. Kendall wasn't all that excited about this ''new girl' either since he has Jo.

I nodded my head in agreement.

Of course all James would want to do is bang her. That's all he ever wants to do with a girl. I'm surprised he hasn't gotten a girl pregnant yet. I feel pretty bad for the girls that he just fucks and then ditches. I know I would be pretty heartbroken if that happened between Camille and I. Luckily it hasn't; we've only had sex a few times and our relationship is doing fine...well at least to me it is.

"Man, she better be fuckin' hot." James said to Carlos, earning an angry look from Kelly. I rolled my eyes hearing him say that.

If the "new girl" ends up with James I'm going to be so pissed off. I mean sure, James can be a nice guy and stuff but he ALWAYS gets the girl! Carlos has only had one girlfriend that only lasted from 12 minutes! Plus he didn't even know her name!

"If you must know what she looks like you can look her up on my laptop." Kelly told James and Carlos.

Carlos and James ran into Kelly's office, not bothering to close the door.

"Just look up Grace Dempsey on YouTube." She told them.

Grace.

That's her name? Grace. Grace. Grace. It's pretty. I've never met anyone names Grace in my life before. Which is pretty surprising since Grace isn't that unique of a name.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard music coming from Kelly's office. It was a guitar strumming a song I couldn't recognize. I walked into her office to see what they were watching. I already knew it was Grace Dempsey singing I just wasn't sure what song it was.

James and Carlos were huddled around the computer staring at the screen in awe. "Is she really that gorgeous?" I asked, walking around to the computer. I looked over James at the screen to see a teenage girl playing the guitar.

"Just look at her!" Carlos said, pulling me down for a better view. This girl diffidently was pretty; she had light brown hair with side bangs, blue eyes, and had fair skin. She looked younger then us but not by much. My eyes wandered down her body, I tried not to look to much at her chest but it's kind of hard. I mean, I'm a hormone raging eighteen year old guy, I can't help it!

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so very special

Why would a beautiful girl like herself be singing such a insecure, depressing song like that? It'd be like me singing "Sexyback" by Justin Timberlake because I am diffidently not bringing sexy back.

Her voice was soft and sounded a lot like Leighton Meesters. She looked happy when she was singing even though she was singing such a sad song. She smiled while she sung; her ice blue eyes sparkling from the sun light that was seeping through a window behind her.

I hate to say it but she was a lot prettier then Camille. It didn't look like she wore any make-up, unlike Camille who puts pounds of it on her face. Her hair was light brown and real straight and layered with side bangs. The camera she was using must be HD because you could see every detail on her skin. She had very light freckles across her nose and her lips were thin and pink. I wouldn't say she's hot or sexy, just pretty.

A techno ringtone started playing from Kelly's purse. "Hey Kelly, I think your phone is going off." I told her.

"Could you answer it for me?" She yelled from where she was sitting in the lobby area.

I reached into her purse and pulled out her BlackBerry. "Rocque Records?" I answered the phone.

"Hi, could I speak to Kelly Wainwright please?" The women on the other end of the phone asked politely. When I picked up the phone I didn't recognize the number so I've got no idea who it is.

"She wants to talk to you," I yelled to Kelly. She lifted her head up from the book she was reading and said, "Ask who it is."

"May I ask who's speaking?" I asked into the phone. My mom had taught me polite phone skills from a very young age. Whenever I picked up the phone at my house I always had to answer it saying, "Hello, Mitchell Residents." or "Hi, Logan Mitchell speaking." I never answered the phone just saying, "Hello?" or "Hey." even when I did know the person who was calling.

"This is Grace Dempsey; Kelly called me yesterday around 7 o'clock." My whole body froze when she said that. This was Grace Dempsey calling? The Grace Dempsey? I cleared my throat and responded, "Alright, here she is." I quickly ran into the lobby area and handed the phone to Kelly.

"Who is it?" She asked again, raising an eyebrow at me.

"It's Grace...Grace Dempsey!" I told her.

She quickly put the phone to her face and said, "Hi, Grace? This is Kelly."

I bent down to my knees so I was at Kelly's eye sight and leaned in to hear their conversation. Unfortunately Grace didn't speak very loud so I couldn't really hear what she was saying even though I was about 6 inches away from Kelly.

She took the phone away from her ear, putting her hand over the place where you talk into and pointed to her office where Carlos and James were wrestling and said, "Logan, go make sure Carlos and James don't break anything." I knew she was just trying to get rid of me.

I was just about to stand up when I heard Grace say my name. Well at least it sounded like she did.

"Oh, Logan's just another artist who works here." Kelly said, staring at me with the could-you-please-just-go-away look on her face.

"You're talking about me!" I exclaimed, bending back down to hear they're conversation again.

Instead of answering my question Kelly just shooed me away with her hand and continues talking to Grace. I stood up and walked back to her office where James, Carlos, and Kendall were.

James and Carlos were still wrestling on the ground while Kendall sat in a chair texting. I took the seat next to Kendall and leaned over to see who he was texting. When I did that he moved his phone closer to his body so I couldn't see.

"What was that for?" I asked him, confused by his actions. Kendall had always kept his personal life really private, I did the same thing. James was the total opposite, whenever he had hooked up with a new girl he would always come home and tell us all about it, usually using waaaay to much detail.

"Sorry, I'm just texting Jo." He told me. Of course he was texting Jo, he's always texting Jo. "I'm going over to her house later tonight."

"Do you think tonight's going to be the night?" I asked him, referring to the fact that Kendall and Jo have never slept together. Kendall's told me that Jo's always been really shy with her body. Sometimes she won't even go swimming if there are guys or really pretty girls there. I feel kind of bad for Kendall; it must be pretty hard to control himself around her.

"I dunno, I hope so though," Kendall said, looking down at the ground, "It's so fuckin' hard to not just rip her clothes off and fuck her brains out when we're making out!" it would be really hard not to be able to do that, Jo is really pretty and Kendall's extremely lucky to have her.

"Well maybe she just wants the moment to be perfect." I reassured him, putting my hand on his shoulder, "It'll happen someday, don't worry."

"Yeah, I hope so." He sighed, and went back to texting.

I stared at the wall past James and Carlos, thinking of the new song Gustavo assigned us. It was diffidently a lot more mature then our other songs like Nothing Even Matters or Halfway There. There's a line in the song that says "Love sick electric sex, sparks are flying..." in it! Hopefully none of the parents will notice it but I think some of our older fans will enjoy it.

"I called dibs on her first!" Carlos screamed, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"No, I did!" James yelled back, smacking Carlos on the head.

"Oh it's on!" Carlos yelled, patting the helmet on his head and pouncing on James.

I rolled my eyes and stood up from my chair. I walked past James and Carlos and into the lobby where Kelly was writing on a clipboard sue had in her hands.

"Well, what did she say?" I asked shyly, putting my hands in my pants pocket. Kelly looked up at me with a large smile on her face, "Well, after a little convincing her dad finally said, 'Yes.' So she will be flying it here tomorrow!"

I gave a small smile and said, "Awesome." I turned around and walked back into Kelly's office.

I sat back down on the chair next to Kendall with a small content plastered on my face.

To Be Continued...

(A/N: Sorry I didn't update sooner, the internet on my computer wasn't working! Well, I hope you liked it! Logan and the rest of BTR will be meeting Grace in the next chapter. Sorry if Logan seemed a little OOC. I'm trying to make them a lot more grown up and mature since they're almost two years older in this story then they are in the 't forget to R&R! I'll love you forever if you do!

Songs used in this chapter:

Creep- Radiohead

I Like To Dance- Hot Chelle Rae