Chapter Four

It didn't take me long to get to sleep that night, I was so tired; jetlag. But that meant that I woke up early the next morning.
It was 6.40 am. Katie was still asleep. I sighed. I didn't know whether to get up or not... I got out of bed; big mistake! It was so cold. I thought this was LA? I got up anyway, and went to the bathroom.
There was a tall cupboard in one corner. I opened it; it was full of towels and linen. I took two towels and put them on top of the laundry basket lid, then turned on the shower.
I scurried back to mine and Katie's room, and got some clothes out from my suitcase.

The warm water from the shower made my cold skin sting. But it woke me up.

After I'd finished showering, I got dry and dressed. I'd picked out a deep blue vest top, and black skinny jeans.
I wrapped my hair in a towel, and walked out into the living room.

"I don't know... she's changed a little. I mean, she was always the goofy one; falling over, being stupid, that kind of thing... but... I don't know... I guess she's more... confident now." Kendall's back was to me. He was talking to James, Carlos and Logan.
I smiled a little bit. "I'm still the same girl."
Kendall turned around.
"I'm not really that confident. I guess I just built myself up to be, this strong girl, with her head in the right place."
Kendall, Logan, Carlos and James all gave me a surprised/puzzled kind of look...
"Too deep?" I asked.
"A little." The guys chorused.
I smiled, and went and sat on the couch.
"I'm not really as confident as I may seem." I explained. "In fact, I am probably one of the most clumsy, shy and awkward people you'll ever meet."
Kendall smiled. "It's true."
I nodded.
The guys smiled.
"I'm OK with that." James said, and he flung his arms around me, catching me off guard.
"Me too." Carlos said, hugging me the same.
I grinned, and looked at Logan and Kendall. "Come on, group hug."
Logan and Kendall looked at each other. Then looked back at me. They smiled, and joined in the hug.
"OK," I said after a while. "I can't breathe."
Three of the four teenage boys pulled away from me, but one was still fixed to me. I looked to my right, to see Carlos clinging onto my side. I giggled. "Carlos?"
He pulled big puppy dog eyes at me. "OK." He took his arms from around my waist, and pouted a little.
"Fine," I said.
Carlos smiled, and hugged me one more time. James rolled his eyes, and I raised my eyebrows at him. He sighed.

"I should go and get ready." I said, gently pushing Carlos away from me. "Where does mom keep the hairdryer and hair straighteners?"
Kendall opened his mouth to answer...
"You can borrow mine!" James said before Kendall could answer.
"OK." I shrugged and smiled.
James ran off to his room, and returned with a hairdryer and hair straighteners.
"Thanks." I smiled, and walked back to mine and Katie's room. Hopefully she was awake; I didn't want the hairdryer to wake her up.

I opened the door; she was awake. Thank God. I didn't want to be responsible for a cranky 12 year old.
"Hey." She said.
"Did you sleep well?" I asked, as I plugged the hairdryer into the socket.
She nodded. "I need food." And with that, she left.
I laughed to myself. My little sister is the coolest ever!

I had just finished styling my hair, when Kendall burst in. "Dude, we've got to go, now!"
"I still need to do my makeup!" I said.
"Do it in the limo."
I grabbed my makeup bag, as Kendall clutched onto my wrist, pulling me along. He let go when we reached the lobby, where the guys were waiting for us.

We got into the limo; I was sat between James (no change there...) and Logan.
I began applying my makeup, Carlos was holding up the little pocket mirror in front of me. Foundation, blusher, lip gloss; next was eyeliner. I began to put it on the outside of my eye, when the limo went over a speed hump...
"OW!" I screeched.
"What, what is it?" Kendall asked.
"My eyeliner went in my eye." I complained, holding my hand to my eye.
"Let me see." James said, taking my hand away from my face. He looked into my eye. "It's all red."
"It's probably blood-shot." Logan said. "Try blinking a few times, then if that doesn't work, close your eyes for a few minutes."
I blinked, most probably looking really stupid.
"Better." I said as I stopped blinking.
Logan smiled.

We reached Rocque Records by 7.45.
Walking down the hall, there was the most disturbing sound... like... smashing vases... and lamps...
Kendall sighed.
"What's up?" I asked.
"Gustavo's in a bad mood."
"Just be careful with what you say; Gustavo can take things the wrong way when he's in a mood." Logan advised.
I nodded.

Kelly walked over to us. "Gustavo's mad, incase you hadn't noticed."
"What is it about this time?" Kendall asked.
Kelly shrugged. "I think he's just doing it for the sake of it."
We all rolled our eyes.

"Hey, guys." I heard someone say.
I turned around. Dak was there, walking towards us. I grinned.
"Hi Dak."
Dak smiled widely at me. "How are you?" He stopped in front of us.
"We're all good." Kendall said.
"Awesome." Dak smiled. "OK, well, this is your last concert training."
A little part of me died inside. I had gotten so close yet so far to Dak... and now, after today, I was never going to see him again.

The noise of smashing grew louder as we walking past Gustavo's studio.
"Does he do that often?" I asked Carlos.
"Almost every day." He replied, as if Gustavo's behaviour was normal.

"Right," Dak said as the guys hopped onto the stage. I sat in the same spot as I had yesterday. "I think we'll start with crazy fans. If you are approached by a..."
Dak was cut off by Gustavo walking into the room. He came in and sat down in a seat, calmly, as if his outburst had never happened. I frowned, and looked to the guys. They shrugged. We all turned to look at Gustavo.
"What?" He boomed.
"Anyway..." Dak continued. "If you approached by a crazy fan, you must keep calm. If they try and jump on you, duck and dodge out of their way. Try it."
"KENDALL!" A crazy fangirl voice called out. From the side of the stage, a blonde girl ran and jumped on Kendall's back.
"That's when you're meant to duck." Dak said.

After the concert training, Dak came over to me. I went into panic mode, trying to remember how to keep cool when talking to celebrities; don't freak out. Talk to them like they're your friend. Be as remotely normal as possible. Don't say/ask anything stupid.
"Hey, Robyn." He smiled.
"Hi." I grinned.
"I was wondering, do you want to hang out some time?"
Wait a second... WHAT? Did Dak Zevon just ask to hang out sometime? Panic mode, must stop panic mode! Be normal, Robyn!
"Uh, yeah, sure." I succeeded. I didn't sound like an idiot!
"Awesome," Dak took a pen out of his pocket, and held my arm. He wrote down a few numbers... his phone number? "Call me sometime, and we'll meet up."
"Great." I smiled.
"See you." Dak smiled. He winked as we walked away.
I waved back, grinning from ear to ear.

"What's that?" James asked, appearing out of nowhere, and grabbing my arm.
"Dak's number." I smiled.
James raised his eyebrows. "What?"
"Hey, guys, come on." Kendall called.
I pulled my arm out of James' hand and began to walk towards the others. I turned around after realising James was still standing in the same spot. "Hey, are you coming or what?"
James sulked by my side.
"Are you jealous, because Dak gave me his number?"
"Yes."
"Well don't be!" I said, holding his arm. "Dak would never be with a girl like me. I'm too un-famous for him."
"Really?" James smirked, his mood picking up slightly.
"Yeah." I said. "He just wants to be friends, you know."
"So, you're going to hang out... as friends?"
I nodded.
"I'm better now!" James smiled.
I couldn't help but laugh... the guy was crazy... but, extremely cute.

We got back into the limo, and went back to The Palm Woods.