A/N: Yay! :) Im happy that I'm actually recieving reviews on this story! Hopefully you guys continue to like it. So I decided, that every other chapter will be based on either Logan, Carlos, or Katrina. Since chapter 1 was based from Logan's point of view, and chapter 2 Carlos', this one is based on Katrina's. Next chapter will be based on Logan's and you guys might see some Kogan! I'm not going to make things go fast in this fic. I want it to seem realistic, and I KNOW that relationships to just happen in a week. Especially if people are already taken. Anywho, hope you guys like this chapter! Don't forget to review! I'm updating twice today because I have midterms this week (YUCK! .) and I wont be able to update tomorrow! So enjoy! =P

Disclaimer: I don't on the BTR boys :( and I don't own Justin Bieber's "U Smile"


Katrina sighed and looked up at the clock again. 2:45. Fifteen more minutes and she could finally be done with this day. The first day of senior year was supposed to be joyful, amazing, and opening doors for better and brighter things. All today did was show that she still wasn't good enough. She glanced over at her brother and best friend, sighing again as Carlos poked Logan who in return glared at him and kicked him. The boys continued to silently attack each other, almost losing their cool when a pencil that Carlos threw at the smarter boy missed and almost hit Jo in the head. Katrina rolled her eyes at their antics and looked forward, trying to pay attention.

Unfortunately, that didn't happen. Her mind continued to fall towards a certain tall, skater hair, beautiful smiling male. She smiled softly as she thought about James. Ever since she met the boy, back in Junior high, she couldn't get him off her mind. She never liked a boy like she liked him. He was nice, funny, good-looking, and actually pretty bright (when he wanted to be). The only problem with James was that he had seemed to be able to date every girl in the school except her. Her brother continued to tell her that James was a player, that he didn't want a serious relationship, just a short time together with someone till he got bored and moved on.

Katrina never believed her brother. She always thought that when it came to James, he was just always looking for the right one, and she always hoped that she was that one. In past, she believed that she had a chance with him, like every other girl, but she was wrong. Her mind changed from optimistic to pessimistic quickly that awful day…

5 years ago:

It was Carlos and Katrina's 13th birthday party. Their house was flooded with crazy, sugar-high teens. All of Carlos's hokey team was invited, along with all of Katrina's dance team. The house was decorated in the twin's favorite colors; Carlos's signature purple, and Katrina's green. Their mother had hired a caterer to make their favorite foods based on their heritage; Italian and Mexican.

"Carlos! Slow down, please?" their mother snapped as she stopped Carlos from bulldozing a bunch of adults over.

"Sorry, Mama!" Carlos smiled up at his mom, his eyes quickly looking away from her to see Logan being playfully teased by his hockey friend. "Gotta go, adios!"

Katrina giggled at her brother's hyperactive nature. Carlos had always had more energy then her and part of her was a little jealous about that. Because of Carlos's energy he never fell asleep during movies, and could always pull all nighters when he had sleep-overs.

"Your brother is insane," Katrina looked over at her 'best-friend' and smiled.

"Yeah, but that's what makes him Carlos," Katrina sat back in her chair and took a sip of her soda. She was drinking it out of a straw because she didn't want to get any of the liquid on her white dress.

"Hmm." Macy, Katrina's friend from her dance team, sipped on her water as she watched Carlos and his friends. "Who's the tall boy with your brother?"

Katrina looked over and laughed. "Which one? The blonde or the brunette?"

"The brunette obviously? Why would I look at that bushy-eyed blonde weirdo?"

Katrina looked at her friend oddly and shook it off. That was just the way Macy was, blunt and to the point, she never really cared if she seemed rude. "That's James. He is on Carlos's hockey team," she answered shyly, looking down at her soda with a small smile.

Macy looked over at her and raised an eyebrow. "You like him don't you?"

Katrina blushed and looked up at her friend. "Well, I-I…"

"Don't bother."Macy spat as she got up, straightening her dress down around her thin frame.

"Wha?" Katrina stared at her friend confused.

"I said don't bother. A boy like that would never like a girl like you. I mean, you aren't pretty," stab, "you're fat," cut, "you're dumb," pierce, "and you don't even have any boobs yet," pain.

"I…why would you…?"

Macy looked over at her. "I'm just watching out for you," she smiled, "I don't want you to get hurt."

Katrina watched as her so-called 'best friend' walk over to James. Her eyes filled with hot tears, piercing her eyes, making them feel like they were spilling acid. She watched as tears dripped on her dress, Macy's words echoing through her brain. Her body started to shake and her stomach clenched with unknown pain. Dropping the soda to the ground she ran off to the bathroom, feeling like every emotion possible was going to spill out of her stomach.

In the bathroom she stared at the mix of stomach contents in the toilet. She stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. She glared at her reflection, noticing how right Macy was. She was ugly. With her disgusting colored skin, and miss-colored eyes. She was fat. Her arms, hips, stomach, and legs holding the contents that no teenage girl wanted. She was dumb. She failed her math test, and it was basic pre-algebra! And she didn't have any boobs. But why? Macy already had them, why didn't she?

A scream escaped her lips as she punched the mirror, shatters of glass falling everywhere. Blood dripped onto her white dress, mixing with the tears and vomit. As she cried harder she fell to the ground, failing to notice that the door had opened awhile ago.

Logan stood in the door way, watching his friend fall apart. He kneeled down to her and gathered her in his arms, letting the blood and other liquid contents soak into his clothes. As he was rocking her back and forth and whispered soothing sounds into her ear, he heard Carlos's voice call for him. He wasn't sure if he should call to the other boy and show him his sister. He decided not to, and that he would tell his best friend about her later. He shut the door, locked it, and turned his attention back to the young girl.

"Let me take care of your cuts," he whispered to her shaking form. He opened up the cupboard, pulled out some rags and band-aids. After picking the glass out of her hand, he whipped the wounds with antiseptic and covered the cuts with band-aids.

Logan picked her up off the ground and led her to her room, helping her change into something else. Once she was clean, he took her hand, kissed it and smiled.

Katrina looked at her friend with sad eyes. "Logan… I...?"

"Shh, let's go outside okay? You can tell me out there," he said as he led her out of the room and down through the party.

Katrina stared at the ground pain, hate and disgust reeling through her body. Before they got outside, Logan's name was called, and the voice made Katrina halt. She looked up to find Carlos, Kendall and James standing there staring at the two.

Tears attempted to escape her eyes as she saw that Macy and James were holding hands. Her breath quickened and she ran back upstairs, her stomach curdling again.

Katrina spent the night in the bathroom, losing everything in her system to the septic system. After finally not being able to puke anymore, she left the bathroom, and slept between her brother and Logan, their arms around her blocking all pain that they could. But nothing could block the words that echoed through her mind and the image of betrayal that constantly flashed in front of her eyes.

The bell woke Katrina from that horrid memory and she groaned. She hated that day. She hated Macy. She hated being who she was. As she grabbed her stuff and walked out of the room she couldn't help but notice James and Camille at their lockers, giggling and flirting.

Camille Roberts. Beautiful, perfect figure, funny, energetic, and smart. She was everything that Katrina wasn't. Why would Katrina want to put such pain and regret towards James by wanting him to be with her? He was already with the perfect girl, but then again, all the girls that James had dated were better than her.

She growled to herself and hit her head on her locker door. No. She was not going to give up. This year was going to be different. She was finally going to be the perfect match for him. All she needed to was act the part. Be confident, continue being skinny, apply make-up perfectly, and get straight A's. It was easy… but oh so tiring.

She looked over at James again, a smile gracing her face. He was worth it. No matter what she would put herself through, she would make James Diamond finally notice how perfect she could be.

"If you keep staring at him, he might notice." Katrina looked over at Logan and smiled.

"Well maybe that would be a good thing," she said as she shut her locker and slung her book bag over her shoulder.

Logan laughed and hooked arms with her. As he stared at her Katrina noticed his expression suddenly change to worry. Before Logan could say anything, she pulled him towards their more popular friends. "Logan, don't say anything. I'm fine."

"Are you sure? Cause you looked really pale and—"

"And you better not be doing what I think you are doing," her brother's worried tone struck her like a hot poker. She rolled her eyes and looked over at her brother.

"Carlos, I'm fine," she hissed at her brother as they stopped in front of the two couples. Her expression changed suddenly as she smiled up at Kendall. "So, when should we start working on the assignment?"

"Well, since I've got about a month till hockey starts, I was thinking I could come over today and we could figure out which scene to do," Kendall said as he picked up his backpack.

"Sounds like a plan, Stan," Katrina noticed the glare she received from Jo and mentally smirked. Pissing off Jo was so much fun.

"Hey, since your sister and Kendall are going to be figuring out which scene they are going to do, maybe we should too," James said to Carlos. "I could come over too. It would give us an excuse to hang out."

"Well then why don't—"

"Nope, no girlfriends. It would just cause a distraction," Katrina interrupted Jo before she could suggest for all of them to get together.

Jo glared at the girl again and was about to complain when Camille took her hand. "It's okay; we don't need boyfriends to distract us either. Let's get Stephanie and you and Logan can come over to my house and we can figure out which scenes will work for us."

Jo mumbled something about 'stupid cat and not wanting to spend time with a boyfriend stealer' as Camille dragged her off to find Stephanie. "Logan, you know where my house is, we'll meet you there in half an hour okay?"

Logan nodded and waved at the leaving girls. "Fantastic…" he whispered to himself.

James laughed and smacked him on the shoulder. "Have fun chillin' with all the women man. Don't try to steel my girl," he winked and walked off with Kendall and the twins.

Katrina glanced back at her best friend and gave him an 'I'm sorry' smile. She laughed as Logan rolled his eyes and started walking out of the school. She knew that he would probably spend sometime in the park daydreaming or reading before he headed over to Camille's.

As the boys and Katrina piled into Carlos's car – James in the front, Kendall and Katrina in the back—James couldn't help but turn on the radio to everyone's favorite channel. To the boys dismay Justin Bieber's "U Smile" came on and they all groaned.

"Next please!" Carlos said as he pulled out of the school's parking lot. James was about to change the channel when Katrina stopped him.

"Wait, I like this song," she said with a smile, her hand on James' arm to signal him to stop.

James looked back at her and smiled. "Fine."

Carlos and Kendall rolled their eyes, but couldn't control their laughter as James started singing along with the teen sensation, obviously making fun of the song.

He turned to Carlos first, singing the first line with ease and sarcasm. "I'd wait on you forever and a day, hand and foot, your world is my world, yeah."

Carlos stopped at a red light and had to control his laughter so he wouldn't hit the car in front of him. Then James turned around and looked at Kendall. "Ain't know way you're ever gon' get any less then you should, cause Baby, you smile, I smile, oh." He smirked and patted both of his friends on their heads. "Cause whenever you smile, I smile, hey, hey, hey!"

The other two boys shook their heads, smiles never leaving their faces. Suddenly James turned to Katrina, his soft, gentle smile never leaving his face. "Your lips my biggest weakness, shouldn't have let you know. I'm always gonna do what they say."

Katrina couldn't help but blush, her heart hammering in her chest as she watched James sing. She wished that every word he was singing to her was actually meant for her, but deep down she knew that he was imagining that he was singing to Camille.

"If you need me, I'll come running, from a thousand miles away. When you smile," Katrina's lips turned up in a flirty smile as James smirked, "I smile, oh whoa, you smile I smile, hey…"

Quickly Carlos changed the station, completely over with Justin Bieber. Yes, he admitted that the boy had talent, but that doesn't mean that that talent has to be blared through his speakers. As he stopped at another red light he looked over at James and his sister, still staring at each other. He then looked up at Kendall, who looked equally confused.

Kendall coughed, breaking the connection between the two, making them laugh awkwardly. Katrina watched as James sat back in his seat, staring out the window, probably thinking about Camille.

She sighed and looked out her own window, making a mental picture of the look that James had given her just moments ago.

"Um…" Carlos glanced over at his friend, and then in the rearview window at his sister. "Well, we're here."

They all got out of the car and headed towards the house the awkward feeling left in the Range Rover. Once they were in the house, James, Kendall and Carlos headed straight for the kitchen for food, while Katrina went up stairs to change.

She could over hear her brother and his friends as the scrounged around the kitchen and laughed. They are such boys, she thought as she pulled on a pair of jeans and a tank top. She grabbed her laptop and headed down stairs, finding the boys now in the living room. She put her computer on the coffee table and sat on the floor in front of it.

"Well, guess we better get started."


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