A/N: Sorry for that last chapter, I realised it was pretty bad... but I needed something and it's all just blerh! I hope I'll make it up to you in this one (: And I'm slowing the story back down, sorry for rushing it, but hey, I am a Rusher ;) (I apologise for the bad joke, but at 2am, I find myself hilarious)
Thanks to Sum1cooler, TheMelodyInMyHead, kendallsgirl12, BaronofDenmark, uncharted fate and jamesmaslowlover for your much appreciated reviews!
"Ok Kendall," Gustavo said as he swivelled around in his chair to move from the mixing deck to face his future star in the recording booth, "this song needs passion and I know you can do it. Are you ready?"
Kendall nodded and waited as the music played. He waited for his intro and took in one long deep breath and went to begin singing. But before he could, the music cut out which made Gustavo furious.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" he cried, "SINCE WHEN DO YOU STOP AT THE BEGINNING? YOU DON'T. YOU STOP AT THE END. OR WHEN I TELL YOU TO."
There was silence from the band as they just blankly stared at Gustavo. He sighed and put his head in his hands. He was then about to turn to speak to Kendal, but then the door to the studio burst open and a man stood in its place.
"Who are you?" Gustavo demanded.
"You don't remember me? I'm James Diamond and I am here to take my rightful place there." he pointed straight to Kendall who just stared with a scared expression on his face.
"James who?"
Carlos popped up as if from nowhere from next to Gustavo.
"He was at the Minnesota audition just before Kendall. He was amazing." then Carlos turned and sneered at Kendall, "Better than this by far."
James smirked as Gustavo turned to look at Kendall, then his face went red with anger.
"GET OUT OF MY STUDIO!" he bellowed, but was looking at the mixing desk rather than making eye contact with either of the two boys. James hung his head and turned on his heel to walk out of the door, "Not you." Gustavo said, and James stopped and excitedly grinned. Gustavo pointed at Kendall in the booth, "Get. Out."
Kendall looked for Carlos for help, but instead just got a filthy glare. He slumped his head and hung the headphones on the microphone stand and left the booth. On his way out, he didn't make eye contact with Gustavo or Carlos. He stopped at James' feet and raised his head to look at James straight in the eye.
"Why?" Kendall whimpered.
James watched as the tears rolled down Kendall's face and his grin faded and he just watched as Kendall cried and cried while in the background Gustavo and Carlos were laughing at each other. James went to hug Kendall, but just fell through him. He turned around to see Kendall was there no more.
"What are you waiting for?" Gustavo asked, "Let's make you famous!"
James got up that morning in a very ecstatic mood. He walked out into the kitchen of his new apartment to find his new roommate, Logan rooting around the refrigerator in the kitchen. Already he had managed to get out some ingredients for pancakes.
"Shoot." he moaned to himself.
"What's wrong?" James asked, not caring but wanting to tell Logan his dream.
"We're out of eggs," he said, shutting the door and lining everything out on the counter, "can you go get some?"
"What? But I want to tell you my dream!" he whined.
"Pancakes." Logan said, staring James straight in the eyes. As much as he wanted to, James couldn't get away. Logan's pancakes were one of the best things he tasted and definitely his favourite breakfast. He cursed himself for them to be so deliciously tempting to make him wait.
"Fine. But once I learn to make those bad boys, you're out." James said, going into his room to get a change of clothes.
James walked out of the store carrying a bag with the required eggs and some extra chocolate chips and raisins just for when he demands Logan to make more. It took James a long while to navigate the store which frustrated him further as his stomach started to rumble very loudly at one point, causing a few other shoppers to turn and stare.
James was waiting at the stop light, and looked around to see the sky bright blue and the people walking by wearing their designer shades and fancy clothes. He thought he was truly home. Upon his gazing, James caught his eye on something spectacular. Across the road he saw someone that he thought would take weeks in a place like this. Carlos Garcia the direct assistant and producer to Gustavo Rocque was being served coffee and sitting alone outside a coffee shop. This was James's first chance already. It must have been a sign that his dream was supposed to come true if Carlos was there. All he had to was wait for these damn lights to change.
"Come on!" James whined, knowing full well that it wouldn't change anything. Luckily though, the lights did change and James did a sort of half walk half jog across the road to get to Carlos. Once reaching him, James decided to hide behind a large potted plant directly next to Carlos's table. Here James could clearly hear and see everything he was doing, hopefully without Carlos being able to see him in return. James could see he was on his cell.
"...yeah, yeah don't worry, I got this." Carlos said, "Alright, see ya." he put the phone on the table and then went to sip his coffee. Before the cup reached his lips, he noticed the time in the corner of his eye, "Shit!" he quietly yelled before getting up and running down the street most probably late for a recording session with Gustavo. Fortunately for James, Carlos left one little thing that could be important for him in the near future. His cell phone.
James looked around. No one was paying any attention. He saw his opportunity and took it. James casually walked past the table and quickly snatched up the phone. With a large successful grin on his face from actually doing this and not being caught, he started to make his way home. He was ready for Logan's pancakes while going through Carlos's phone.
"LOGAN!" James yelled as he came crashing through the door, "LOGAN!"
Logan rolled his eyes, "Did you get the eggs?"
"Yes, but that's nowhere near as important as this!" James said, pretty close to Logan, yet still yelling.
"What is it then?" Logan sighed.
"I have Carlos's phone!" he squealed.
Logan just looked at him more confused, "Who's Carlos?"
James raised an eyebrow, "Do you not listen to me at all? Carlos Garcia is Gustavo Rocque's top assistant and producer. Which means he's close to Kendall! Which also means I can end him."
"Wow, that's quite a stroke of luck." he smiled, "Give it back." then his face turned serious.
"What? No! I can't give this back! I need it!"
"Well obviously so does Carlos. You have to give it back." Logan stepped forward towards James, holding out his hand for the phone to be placed on. James just clutched it to his chest, "James, give it back." James started to slowly walking backwards, "James!" Logan called. That was it; James quickly turned on his heels and sprinted towards his room. Logan was quick to follow and managed to jump out after him, grabbing James's ankle before he crashed to the floor, "Give me the phone!"
"Never!" James cried, quickly getting back on his feet and running to his room, slamming the door behind him before calling, "Aha! I win again!" to Logan and locking the door.
Logan got up and started banging on the door, "You're making a big mistake!" he called through the wood, "Just do the right thing and give it back! People will start looking for it."
"Oh I plan to get it back, right after I go through all his messages, emails, and get Kendall's number." Logan sighed and gave up as he went back to the kitchen to make some pancakes for himself, he didn't bother making James any because he'd be too preoccupied and forget.
James finished adding Kendall's number to his own phone and began to scroll through the messages. He got a little frustrated when he couldn't find anything interesting. There were only a few emails, but nothing remotely related to Kendall. James sighed and lay back on his bed. He took in a deep breath but found something peculiar. He sniffed. Then he sniffed again. The next thing he knew, he was racing out of his door and back to Logan, both his and Carlos's phone still in his hand.
"PANCAKES!" he yelled as he ran to Logan with the excited smile a seven year old boy gets in a similar situation.
"No." Logan quickly said as if he was talking to a seven year old boy.
"What? Why?"
"Give the phone back, then I'll make you pancakes."
"Come on Logan, this is hardly fair. I'm so hungry and you promised pancakes!"
"I changed my mind, now give it back."
"I'll do it tomorrow."
"No."
"Damn it Logan, you're such a-" James was cut off by Carlos's phone start to loudly ring in his hand. James placed it on the counter in front of him and began to squeal like a little girl.
"Answer it then!" Logan commanded.
James picked up the phone, "Hello?"
A/N: I hoped that made up for the last crappy chapter, which was definitely not a good way to start a story. Oh well...
I'm sorry about the seemingly late update, I was supposed to do it a few days ago, then it was my birthday so my priorities laid with getting drunk (: no better way to celebrate a 16th is there?
Anyway, please review!