Chapter 2 already up, mainly because I already wrote this chapter, so, yay!

RandomWriter23: yes I did finally post this story. You should've known what happened since you read my draft. I know you love the Devils Trill that's why I put it in.


I'm pretty sure the others got the message and if they'd known me long enough, they'd know that I could easily see the buffet even if I had only caught a glimpse. We got to the spread and picked up a plate each. "I'm glad you guys got the message," I said as I picked up a piece of chicken.

"What message?" they said in unison.

I raised an eyebrow at them, "So the fact that you all came with me was just a fluke and you didn't see how Logan and Kj were looking at each other," they nodded. "Wow, I'm pretty sure if it was anyone else they would've noticed ages ago," I took a slice of an amazing strawberry sponge cake that had whole strawberries between the sponge. A sudden yawn came and I felt exhausted all of a sudden.

"You alright?" Kendall asked as we went to a sofa to eat.

"Fine, just a bit tired," I yawned again as I sat down on one of the two seater sofas in the corner. Kendall came and sat next to me, Carlos sat in a single and James sat in a three seater.

"So how'd you decide to make a band?" asked James.

"Well in year eight, there was this extra-curricular music thing called Kool Skools, with a 'k', where you composed a piece of music and if you were chosen you could record it professionally. Chloe went ballistic saying that she wants to enter it every second. I said I'd do it with her and we asked one of our old friends, Loren if she wanted to join us because she played drums. This was at the end of year seven, at the start of year eight Loren said she didn't want to do it anymore, so we asked around again. I'm not too sure how we met Sammi but, she could play the piano and a little bit of drums so that was fine. When it came to Kj, wow it took a while," I took a bite of the cake and it just about melted in my mouth. "We asked her to sing, but she kept saying that she couldn't sing. I said that if I thought she couldn't sing I wouldn't even mention it to her. After about a week or so she gave in and joined us, but even when we were accepted she still said that she couldn't sing, I said that if she couldn't sing we wouldn't have been chosen. So this and that happened, we entered Kool Skools each time it was held and entered with a better piece each time. When Slime fest came around me and Kj went to Sydney over the holidays to see you guys. It was mainly for Kj, but I did pay for the mosh pit tickets. That's when we stuffed our CDs down your shirts. By that time we probably had written enough songs for two albums. So yeah, here we are, I kinda told you the whole story rather than just why we made a band, but at least now you don't have to ask," I put my now empty pate on the floor.

"So you started writing songs at what age?" asked Kendall.

"Thirteen," I put my head back and relaxed.

"Wow, that's pretty young," Carlos had finished his food long ago.

"Yeah, but all hard work pays off in the end," I nodded at Kj as she and Logan came up to us.

"Hey Gui, I found strawberry sponge cake, your favourite," she held up a plate with a slice of cake on it.

"I know, I had some earlier," I said simply.

"Figures, and you could've at least been a bit appreciative and I'm guessing you still want the cake."

"No shit," I held out my hand

"No, I think I might eat it myself," she sat down in the middle of the three seater next to James and Logan sat on the other side.

"Do you want me to tell these guys how you wanted to die?" her eyes widened and she shoved the plate into my hand. "Thank you."

"You're so mean," she mumbled.

"You should be used to it by now."


How could Gui just leave me alone with Logan like that! She knows I freeze up and she knows I get embarrassed. I just looked at my feet.

"Why do I get the feeling that she saw the buffet but pretended she didn't to lure the others away," his voice is so sexy.

"Probably because she did," I said still staring at the ground.

"How do you know?"

"Because she's evil," I looked up and said it like it was obvious. "She notices things, especially feelings, even though at times she's oblivious to her own. She's known that I've liked you for the past three years," shit! I can't believe that slipped out.

"Three years, huh, didn't think someone could be that dedicated to someone they had never met," his body is even sexier in person.

"Well, that's me," I looked down at my feet again.

"Anyway, I liked what you played today and I think you're an amazing singer," ok, I am a horrible singer.

"I am not a good singer," I protested easily looking at him straight in those gorgeous brown eyes. "Everyone always says I'm a good singer but I'm not."

"Yes you are, you're amazing," it's that tone again. The tone I hear in Gui's voice, Chloe's voice and everyone else's voice when I say I'm not a good singer.

"You sound just like Gui and Chloe."

"Probably because they're annoyed at you because you keep denying that you're an amazing singer," yep, that's the tone Gui gets before she starts chasing me.

"You just say that to make me feel good," I crossed my arms. It's the same response every time.

"No I'm not! Do you think Gustavo would've wanted to record with you if you weren't a good singer? I mean seriously, James is an amazing singer and Gustavo hated him. We only got in showbiz because of Kendall, but now we're recognised for our voices all over the country and in some places overseas," oh wow. Is it wrong to think that he's even hotter when he's upset.

"Yeah and I got here because of Gui and Chloe," I know I'm just saying this for consistency. "They're the ones with the talent not me and if you've seen Gui dance or sing her heart out you'll see the difference."

"But that's the thing," his voice softened. "You're not Gui. You're you. You have your own talents, like how you can get those high notes really easily."

"But Gui can get the low ones as well," ok, right now I'm being stubborn.

"Will you stop comparing yourself to Gui!" his voice rose again, slightly. "She has different strengths and weaknesses as you have your own. You're not the same person so just do what you are good at, ok?"

"Fine," I gave in. "But I still think I can't sing," Logan sighed and shook his head.

"Fine, whatever you say, for now. How 'bout we get some food and find the others," he turned towards where we saw Gui and Kendall and the others leave.

"Sounds good."

When we reached the spread I almost started drooling. Oh yeah, I didn't eat anything because I was too excited and nervous. Both Logan and I grabbed a plate and pulled different foods onto them. We were reaching the end of the table and then I saw a big cake with white icing and decorations and these crazy big strawberries on them.

"Oh wow," I just started in amazement at the cake in front of me.

"What," Logan saw the cake. "Oh yeah, that cake is always served at things to do with Roque Records, I'm not sure if it has to do with Griffin or Gustavo."

"Or maybe they're trying to lure Gui in," I keep getting these random thoughts.

"What do you mean?"

"Strawberry sponge cake is Gui's favourite, actually a lot of these foods are foods that Gui would go crazy for," I cut a piece of cake and put it on a separate plate. "But Gui can tell if someone's bribing her, so I don't think it's anything to worry about, ah," I spotted the others sitting in a corner on a few sofas. "Come on I've found them," I lead the way.


Man why am I so tired? My eyes felt heavy and could feel my head drooping.

"You alright Gui," Kendall asked from the left of me.

"I'm so tired," I whined like a little girl. "I'm going to sleep," I turned so I was lying on the sofa using Kendall's legs as a pillow and before I knew it I was asleep.


"Aww, Gui, your so cute," Carlos said. "Gui? Is she actually asleep?"

"Yeah, the iced coffee must've worn off so she'd be exhausted," I said with a bit of sympathy for my friend.

"Why is she so tired?" asked James.

"Well because we got to LA a bit early, we decided to do a bit of sightseeing," I recalled the last few days. "After we'd seen a few places Gui said she wanted to visit a dance studio, so we found one and we watched for a bit. Well, Chloe, Sammi and I did, Gui was up dancing with them. Then during one of the older jazz classes something came up. Apparently one of the main girls had broken her leg at school and it was only a few days until the performance. Gui said that she could fill in for her and somehow, she was the same size and could do the same tricks as the other girl. So for a few days she had late nights learning all the dances the other girl was in, except for the tap dances, Gui doesn't tap. And then last night was the performance. It was absolutely amazing. We got special tickets and were able to watch the performance from a really good spot. We spotted Gui and she was amazing considering she learnt all the dances in a few days. And then this morning she wouldn't wake up. All her lost hours of sleep sort of caught up with her and she wouldn't wake up. So she had to drink about I think it was two or three bottles of iced coffee and ate a tonne of healthy, high energy foods. And now the result of all of that wearing off is what you see here." I indicated to Gui, who was sleeping soundly on Kendall's lap. "Oh, you might want to take the clip out of her hair just in case she wants to lie on her back."

"Why?" asked Kendall.

"Because her head is hard and the clip is pointy, so it might give you a very painful corky." I rubbed my thigh where Gui usually gives me corkies. Kendall carefully took the clip out of Gui's hair and put it in his pocket.

"She's like a child, I thought she was mature," Logan was confused on what Gui's personality is.

"She's both. She can be super mature and be like a mum, or she can be super childish and need everyone to take care of her. This is one of those times when she needs people to take care of her."

"Let's draw a moustache on Gui's face!" whispered Carlos, making sure he didn't wake her up.

"She'll make someone talk and then you'll die." I replied blankly.

"She won't know," he took a Sharpie out of his pocket.

"Your funeral dude." As soon as the Sharpie was in arms reach of Gui, it was thrown across the room. The boys stared wide eyed at Gui who was tucking her arm back into her. "You're lucky she's this tired." The stares were transferred to me. "What? She's violent and evil."


Ok so what I call a corky is when the pressure point in the middle of the thigh is pressed really hard and I poke really hard because the first joint in my finger can bend back so more surface area is pressed. My sister's the same, and it is painful! I'll probably end up putting what I just said in the story, oh well.